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I just became a CWS teacher and I love these kids with all of...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s such a bittersweet goodbye.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I just became a CWS teacher and I love these kids with all of my heart. I love my locale. I love our spirit. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I almost don&amp;#8217;t have a valid reason for leaving &amp;#8212; just that I want to try something new. I&amp;#8217;ve always been extreme, I suppose. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;When I&amp;#8217;m 70 years old, I hope to look back and say, &amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m glad I did that.&amp;#8221; and I hope I have fond memories to reminisce. I need to know that I tried. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;This is a very random note but I miss my old best friend. I could really, really, really benefit from your friendship right now. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Hi, tumblr! &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/10628958376</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/10628958376</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Sep 2011 00:14:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>a lesson I seem to keep learning</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;When you think of your &lt;strong&gt;past love,&lt;/strong&gt; you may view it as a &lt;strong&gt;failure.&lt;/strong&gt; But when you find a new love, you view the past as a teacher. In the game of love, &lt;strong&gt;it doesn&amp;#8217;t really matter who won or who lost.&lt;/strong&gt; What is important is you know when to hold on and when to let go! You  know you really love someone when you want him or her to be happy,&lt;strong&gt; even if their happiness means that you&amp;#8217;re not part of it&lt;/strong&gt;. Everything happens for the best.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have learned that if the person you love doesn&amp;#8217;t love you back, &lt;strong&gt;don&amp;#8217;t be afraid to love someone else again&lt;/strong&gt;,  for you&amp;#8217;ll never know unless you give it a try. You&amp;#8217;ll never love a  person you love unless you risk for love. Love strives in hurting. &lt;strong&gt;If you don&amp;#8217;t get hurt, you don&amp;#8217;t learn how to love.&lt;/strong&gt; Love doesn&amp;#8217;t hurt all the time. Though the hurting is still there to  test you and to help you grow. You cannot finish a book without closing  its chapters. If you want to go on, then you have to leave the past as  you turn &lt;strong&gt;leaving the past does not mean to forget everything about it&lt;/strong&gt;. Lessons had been learned and the character has been strengthened. Don’t let those go to waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I believe that &lt;strong&gt;love is not destroyed by a single failure or won by a single caress&lt;/strong&gt;. It is a lifetime venture in which we are always learning, discovering and growing. &lt;strong&gt;The greatest irony of love is letting go&lt;/strong&gt; when you need to hold on and holding on when you need to let go. We  lose someone we love only when we are destined to find someone else who  can love us even more than we can love ourselves. On falling out of  love, take some time to heal and then get back on the horse. But &lt;strong&gt;don&amp;#8217;t ever make the same mistake&lt;/strong&gt; of riding the same one that threw you the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;I have also proved to myself that &lt;strong&gt;to love is to risk rejection&lt;/strong&gt;,  to live is to risk dying, to hope is to risk failure. But risk must be  taken because the greatest hazard in life is risk nothing! To reach for  another is to risk involvement, to expose your feelings is to expose  true self. To love is to risk not to be loved in return. How to define  love: &lt;strong&gt;fall but do not stumble&lt;/strong&gt;, be constant but not too persistent, share and never be unfair, understand and try not to demand, &lt;strong&gt;hurt but never keep the pain&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;And for me, &lt;strong&gt;love is like a knife&lt;/strong&gt;. It can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images into the soul that always last for a lifetime. &lt;strong&gt;Love is supposed to be the most wonderful feeling&lt;/strong&gt;.  It should inspire you and give you joy and strength. But sometimes the  things that give you joy can also hurt you in the end. Loving people  means giving them the freedom who they choose to be and where they  choose to be. For all the heartaches and the tears, for gloomy days and  fruitless years, &lt;strong&gt;you should give thanks&lt;/strong&gt;, for you know, that there were the things that helped you grow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loving someone means giving him the freedom&lt;/strong&gt; to find his way whether it leads towards you or away from you. Love is a  painful risk to take but the risk must be taken no matter how scary or  painful, for only then you&amp;#8217;ll experience the fullness of humanity and  that is love. &lt;strong&gt;Only love can hurt your heart, fill you with desire and tear you apart.&lt;/strong&gt; Only love can make you cry and only love knows why. If you&amp;#8217;re not ready  to cry, if you&amp;#8217;re not ready to take the risk, if you&amp;#8217;re not ready to  feel the pain, then you&amp;#8217;re not ready to fall in love. There was a time  in our lives when we became afraid to fall in love &amp;#8216;coz every time we  do, we get hurt, and &lt;strong&gt;then I figured that&amp;#8217;s why it&amp;#8217;s called FALLING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;in love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/7250308615</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/7250308615</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Jul 2011 22:47:09 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>dad-isms:

It’s not time that I wish for you following a big...</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lnbwz5VLqC1qafmauo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dad-isms.com/post/6892518710"&gt;dad-isms&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;It’s not time that I wish for you following a big hurt, it’s peace.  Peace doesn’t always mean you see the bright side either, it just means you have accepted the situation for what it is and can move on without regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/6905480589</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/6905480589</guid><pubDate>Sat, 25 Jun 2011 12:12:36 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>why the heck am I so picky with every single detail imaginable?
muthanature.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;why the heck am I so picky with every single detail imaginable?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;muthanature.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2680497696</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2680497696</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Jan 2011 00:40:48 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>highlights</title><description>&lt;!-- more --&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;span id="_mce_start"&gt;﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;newfound study group&lt;br/&gt;holiday party&lt;br/&gt;pediatric/ob clinicals&lt;br/&gt;free ice cream from a patient&lt;br/&gt;late night dinners with my girls&lt;br/&gt;Monday night announcements&lt;br/&gt;dinners at the apartment&lt;br/&gt;Lloyd&amp;#8217; going away parties&lt;br/&gt;clown car chinatown&lt;br/&gt;post gem cute outfits&lt;br/&gt;mitsuwa&lt;br/&gt;passed school!!&lt;br/&gt;CWS Teachers&amp;#8217; Class&lt;br/&gt;chairpersons love&lt;br/&gt;Elise learned my name as &amp;#8220;auntie nananan&amp;#8221;&lt;br/&gt;koreatown shopping&lt;br/&gt;stifling laughter at practice&lt;br/&gt;awesome lessons&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;hawaii&lt;br/&gt;marco&amp;#8217;s wedding&lt;br/&gt;loco moco&lt;br/&gt;diamondhead&lt;br/&gt;luau &lt;br/&gt;cream pot for breakfast&lt;br/&gt;honolulu&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;california&lt;br/&gt;LA with antonios and allans&lt;br/&gt;national city&lt;br/&gt;north san diego&lt;br/&gt;driving range&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;new york&lt;br/&gt;Chinatown&lt;br/&gt;Tao&lt;br/&gt;pool at 4 am&lt;br/&gt;bachelorette party&lt;br/&gt;trapeze class&lt;br/&gt;hop kee&lt;br/&gt;rice to riches&lt;br/&gt;forest hills&lt;br/&gt;London people in NY&lt;br/&gt;California people in NY&lt;br/&gt;Manhattan Penthouse&lt;br/&gt;Ronkonkoma&lt;br/&gt;Bruno Mars day with Naguits, SNJ boys, boss lady and her brother. NTS: refer to Feljie&amp;#8217;s pics when feeling down. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2569481699</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2569481699</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Jan 2011 13:20:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>giving up</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Woke up to a text saying delayed opening.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Aiiiight, sure. I guess. But there&amp;#8217;s too much snow for me to shovel - excuse me, for my dad to shovel. I shoveled once in my life. Psh. Today ain&amp;#8217;t lookin like day#2.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;So my mom tells me to help her clean. I want to but I spent the entire night cleaning out my closet. So, um no. Of course she continues to ask me.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;She sees me on the comp. She asks me to buy something online for her. She has therefore withdrawn, given up and relegated this day to shopping! online + pandora + bff chats on bbm. HOLLER.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;OH AND 3 day work week!!!!!!!! yaaay!!!! WIN.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2483313586</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2483313586</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Dec 2010 10:44:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>celine dion on pandora is the biddnesss</title><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2475039583</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2475039583</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2010 19:30:12 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>yup.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;life is good.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;working from home right now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;looking at jobs in cali &amp;amp; hawaii.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;au bon pain goodies in my room.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;new boots in my car because my mom doesn&amp;#8217;t have to know what I bought.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thank you, Lord. &lt;br/&gt;At first, all I really wanted (in January) was to survive 2010. And here I am! New goals:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pass NCLEX &amp;amp; be ya RN!&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Get my butt to Cali again.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;RN job by March.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Become cdubs certified&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Master every single hymn&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Get an awesome haircut. I haven&amp;#8217;t done anything drastic (sans this perm) since 2007. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Buy my parents a vacation.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Go to Greece&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;London, Paris, Vienna&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Start the process to a dream job.&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Figure out that dream job haha. Do I want to go into marketing, nursing law, or become a nurse practitioner?? I don&amp;#8217;t know! &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Attempt surfing again haha. &lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Finish a scrapbook&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Learn how to knit&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get back to this later&amp;#8230; because I&amp;#8217;m working haha.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2475022684</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2475022684</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Dec 2010 19:28:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>It&amp;#8217;s crazy how caught up with tumblr I was during the semester. Today is the first time in two...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s crazy how caught up with tumblr I was during the semester. Today is the first time in two weeks I&amp;#8217;ve actually read anything on it! That&amp;#8217;s all.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here&amp;#8217;s to an eventful and joyfilled winter.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;But the truth is, I hate winter so here&amp;#8217;s to vacation in T-6 weeks because I can.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;m happy! =)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2448262351</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2448262351</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2010 13:46:19 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>what a rollercoaster.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;It&amp;#8217;s been a crazy past few years. But it all boiled down to today.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mom: Did you get your grade yet?&lt;br/&gt;Me: Nooo! They&amp;#8217;re not up yet!&lt;br/&gt;Mom: Okay. Did you eat?&lt;br/&gt;Me: I&amp;#8217;m too anxious to eat.&lt;br/&gt;Mom: Okay, chill. &lt;!-- more --&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;After a full-time job, CWS teachers&amp;#8217; class, CWS Organist training, and nursing school&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I MADE IT!! I will be your future RN &amp;lt;3.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Thank you, Lord. I couldn&amp;#8217;t have come even close without You.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2169350531</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2169350531</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Dec 2010 18:18:45 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>2:47 AM</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Studying til I can study no more. Plus there&amp;#8217;s nothing good on TV. &lt;br/&gt;Tomorrow is the last studying session with an amazing group of people. &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2141453622</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/2141453622</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 02:49:10 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>sick sucks.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I want to feel better. :(&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1728797592</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1728797592</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Nov 2010 13:42:42 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>See you soon! :) </title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lcecktmmGc1qz4ueho1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;See you soon! :) &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1685001057</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1685001057</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2010 18:26:50 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>"It was just my imagination running away with me."</title><description>“It was just my imagination running away with me.”</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1683955126</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1683955126</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Nov 2010 16:25:35 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I want to see Love and Other Drugs.
That&amp;#8217;s all.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I want to see &lt;em&gt;Love and Other Drugs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#8217;s all.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1672409674</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1672409674</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 15:44:20 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>oh simple thing, where have you gone?</title><description>&lt;p&gt;I think technology has made such a profound effect on our relationships. We communicate through all sorts of kitschy things&amp;#8212; facebook chat, bbm, kik messenger, from the comforts of our hand held devices. Flashback five - eight years ago, we were pretty damn satisfied with having a phone and if it had a calculator when you went out friends so you could calculate tip. What a simple thing, looking back.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We&amp;#8217;ve created this dynamic of instant gratification in ALL things. You could have a Bible app for worship service, an application to identify a song that&amp;#8217;s playing on the radio, an app to show you the closest place to, and apps to make farting noises.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;With the emergence of these things&amp;#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;we&amp;#8217;ve also subsequently created a society that is so hell-bent on someone else&amp;#8217;s opinion. We want reviews! We want to know! Did you get it and did it live up to your expectations? Did it meet all of your social-networking needs? Is it the newest thing? What about the OS? Is there a new version coming out so don&amp;#8217;t bother with this one? We read and research and tear apart until the next shiny toy promises version x+.1 is everything short of happily ever after. Phones are sleeker, no longer brick-looking, and can do everything you tell it to.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think that this has transcended to personal relationships. We find someone, sure. But it&amp;#8217;s become, &amp;#8220;What do you know about this person?&amp;#8221; &amp;#8212; a question asked to friends and mutual friends. A question answered by what they&amp;#8217;ve chosen as a profile photo. A question followed by a mutiny of interrogation style guerilla tactics to make sure you&amp;#8217;ve got the best one out there. So many times, technology and relationships get into a crossfire. People break up over text. This sends the message that people, like phones, are disposable. It&amp;#8217;s okay because there&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8220;something better&amp;#8221;. It&amp;#8217;s okay because the &amp;#8220;reviews&amp;#8221; say this person isn&amp;#8217;t all that. It says human interaction is not all that. Human interaction is now considered talking, emailing, texting and cursing when the phone fails because you can&amp;#8217;t do the aforementioned.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What happened to getting to know someone over a simple date without the all too common stalking?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;What happened to simplicity?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;It is nice to be able to connect with anyone, at any time and with an amusing app or 2 to boot.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I miss the simplicity. At the end, all I want from my phone and relationship is someone to call for conversation, 411, and something to count on. (I think all phones have the calculator.)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1671413323</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1671413323</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 13:52:00 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>I write about my mom's convos. here's one with dad. </title><description>&lt;p&gt;Dad: Anne! It&amp;#8217;s 9! Don&amp;#8217;t you have work?&lt;br/&gt;me: Yep. &lt;br/&gt;Dad: Did you have fun yesterday? Did you guys enjoy yourselves?&lt;br/&gt;me: SOO MUCH FUN! TOO MUCH FUN!! OH MY GOSH.&lt;br/&gt;Dad: Good&amp;#8230; good. So, is anyone trying to kick it to you? (In kapampangan)&lt;br/&gt;me: hahah no, dad. No.&lt;br/&gt;Dad: Good. I don&amp;#8217;t want Urkel for you anyway. &lt;br/&gt;me: AHAHAHHA dad! He is really smart. Really funny. &lt;br/&gt;Dad: Really? Sometimes he comes off as a snob.&lt;br/&gt;me: nah, he&amp;#8217;s just really shy! But he&amp;#8217;s really cool.&lt;br/&gt;Dad: Then he&amp;#8217;s stupid.&lt;br/&gt;me: uhh, no. he&amp;#8217;s not.&lt;br/&gt;Dad: He&amp;#8217;s stupid not to like you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lt;333&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1666714932</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1666714932</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 00:44:21 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>a snippet from dad-isms...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;There are three outcomes in life that happen many, many times per day:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;1.  You get what you want.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;2.  You don’t get what you want.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;3.  You get a lesson.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;AMEN TO THAT.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1665973134</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1665973134</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Nov 2010 23:15:46 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>11/22</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Today goes down as one of the best random days of 2010.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Here&amp;#8217;s how it went down:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;A few weeks ago, I won some fan passes for Bruno Mars &amp;amp; went on my beloved twitter to see who wanted to go. People asked, people cancelled, people got sick. Whatever happened worked out for the best! So the night before, I was scrambling for plans because we had to get to that joint EARLY! In true fashion, we were late. But that&amp;#8217;s okay! We watched the concert, fumbled our (sub)way to SoHo, and just had freakin&amp;#8217; fun in the city. The weather was beyond beautiful!! We kinda all watched the sun rise together. Cute, yeah? Next, we hopped back into the subway, walked to our car, and went for some korean fried chicken in nj. We passed this park that had this scenic view of the nyc skyline. We pulled over and took some of the most random pictures ever. Went to our chicken spot and had some super interesting conversations about love, life and choices.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#8217;s all I will write for now. Just for the mere sake of not forgetting today! :)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1654379525</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1654379525</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Nov 2010 21:30:34 -0500</pubDate></item><item><title>LOL POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK.
bashing fail.</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc9obh9Lvy1qzlruno1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOL POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;bashing fail.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1644307656</link><guid>http://anne-alytical.tumblr.com/post/1644307656</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Nov 2010 22:28:00 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
