tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33696937376950551582011-10-23T03:33:41.874-07:00Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-55235326369821854842011-08-27T17:45:00.001-07:002011-08-27T17:48:11.150-07:00I just got texting again after going nearly two years without it. I was never really an avid texter, so hopefully I don't get hooked onto it, but I do have to admit that texting is so much more convenient and most unimportantly, fun. <div> <br /></div><div>Ever since I got texting again, my boyfriend has been sending me cute, short messages :) </div><div>I particularly like getting cute morning texts from him.</div><div> <br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/2yxj47m.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-5523532636982185484?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-21472916310910875332011-08-27T17:13:00.000-07:002011-08-27T17:19:23.751-07:00Gahh, these last couple of days have been so busy. I've been waking up at 8 am and working, shopping for items for my new house, and helping to clean the house until 10 pm. So when my noisy mother woke me up this morning at 8:30, I was dead tired. I ate breakfast with her and went back to sleep on the beanie chair in my living room.<div> <br /></div><div>She thought that I looked adorable, all small and exhausted, and decided to take a photo.</div><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/34hw32v.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-2147291631091087533?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-15597348034723265802011-08-23T19:48:00.000-07:002011-08-24T13:21:51.696-07:00I'm finally back at Whitman! I'm so happy. The only thing that's terrible is that I don't have internet service at my house until tomorrow or so. I can't believe how difficult life is without internet :( And how sad it is that I literally only need to sit 30 yards away from my house to get high-speed internet from Whitman. Mehh.<div> <br /></div><div>But other than that, my first week back at Whitman has been so wonderful. I cooked full meals for the first time in my life and also committed a misdemeanor by trespassing government property ($1000 fine and/or 90 days jail time). </div><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/x4iy6b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/d4phk.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div>But the most fun time I had all week was during one boring Sunday evening when my friend and I decided to check out the convenient store behind our house. For some reason I mentioned that I had never smoked before and he decided that we should buy cigarettes for me to try it out. I was super sad that the store clerk didn't even card us. That's so disappointing, even though we're both 20 and legally old enough to purchase it.</div><div> <br /></div><div>But yeah, LOL. We were so ghetto. We didn't have matches or a lighter, so I suggested that he light up the cigarette with the stove top. Smoking was interesting. We both shared one cigarette. It wasn't completely terrible, but I definitely won't smoke anytime again. Besides, I smelled so horrible even though we were both outside "smoking" for maybe 10 minutes tops.</div><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/sfz4nr.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2cnb8n4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><div> <br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/2iavc68.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-1559734803472326580?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-2810229593117950442011-08-16T13:39:00.000-07:002011-08-16T13:46:19.152-07:00I'm posting this because... I just wanted my boyfriend on my blog <b>:)</b><div>And because sometime around midnight, I'll get to see him... and maybe kiss him.</div><div>He got a cold a few days ago, and even though he says he's better, I don't know if I want to take the risk... I haven't been sick since the 8th grade.</div><div> <br /></div><div>Ugh, 2 months apart is much too long. I'm so so excited!</div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><div class="post_content" id="post_content_8974939881" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; "><div class="caption" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/11kfibm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div></div></div><div class="clear" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "></div></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-281022959311795044?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-32593099179316687062011-08-15T15:58:00.001-07:002011-08-15T19:13:46.298-07:00Packing, packing, packing.<div>All day, since 3 pm yesterday.</div><div> <br /></div><div>I think I'm done. But the sad thing is, I still have over 24 hours left before I can go. I keep getting this overhanging feeling that I'm forgetting a ton of items... even though I have already checked and double-checked my list. I hate that feeling.</div><div> <br /></div><div>I'm <b>so</b> ready to leave; I can't emphasize it enough. The last two days at home have been beyond terrible. I don't remember the last time I have ever felt so angry and bitter and resentful towards another person. And the fact that my feelings and thoughts weren't even taken into consideration sent me over the edge. I literally spent the last two days on my macbook and itunes from 9am to 10pm because it was the only way I could mellow out.</div><div> <br /></div><div>But in a little over 24 hours, I'll be 5 hours away from this place for 4 wonderful months. Thank God for college.</div><div> <br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2ibc4tw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-3259309917931668706?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-71398224253026765182011-08-10T22:52:00.000-07:002011-08-15T21:06:31.492-07:00I feel so rushed--only because I've been putting off shopping for everything until the last minute. <div> <br /></div><div>BUT I got the cutest polka-dotted bedsheets and pink storage baskets, and I also bought a 10-piece pots &amp; pans set for a little over $100 (that's a good deal, right?). Now, I just need to order a dresser, bed frame and mattress, which I'll probably do on Friday... and then I'm set, until I get back to college.<div><div> <br /><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/126eo9s.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/2njlgqu.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/30skhn4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div><b>Ugh</b>, I'm <b>so so</b> excited to go back to college! This time next Tuesday, I'll be on my way to being 300 miles away from home <b>:)</b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 574px; height: 428px;" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/2lt6hs4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-7139822425302676518?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-36116847246856029792011-08-03T15:41:00.000-07:002011-08-15T19:12:29.403-07:00I have been developing an affinity towards scarves lately and I have no idea why. I've never really like wearing them with outfits unless it's Winter and there's at least frost on the ground. But lately, I've been pairing them with all of my outfits. I just love how a simple scarf can stir up a summery feel.<div> <br /></div><div>Plus, it's such an easy way to add some color to a neutral outfit. And you can wear them for all types of occasion--whether casual or dressed up.</div><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/282oxp2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/n3uh6w.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/246m0yw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-3611684724685602979?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-56705461553811915582011-07-31T00:58:00.000-07:002011-08-15T18:58:36.903-07:00 <br />It was so unbelievably sunny and warm today. I just got back from the Ethnic Festival that my city is hosting this weekend. I have been waiting for this event since the beginning of the month. <b>Ugh</b>, it was so much fun. There were dances from every culture, ranging from Tahitian dances to Korean drumming to Middle Eastern vocals. Not to mention, the array of colors from the traditional, cultural attires were just beyond beautiful. <br /><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><div class="clear" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "></div></span></div><div> <br /></div><div>I have no idea why I have never attended this event before in the past years. It's such a shame, since I have been living in this city for 16+ years.</div><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2pqvvqh.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/qxwk7n.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/ixwqxt.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-5670546155381191558?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-48206567722070777092011-07-28T17:20:00.000-07:002011-08-15T16:43:03.968-07:00I made a post the other day about learning how to cook/make my own lunches instead of going out for Starbucks, and I'm proud to say I made my own Vietnamese sandwich today!<div> <br /></div><div>To be honest, sandwiches are probably one of my least favorite types of food. The other is anything related to Italian pasta and spaghetti--only because I hate any kind of tomato sauce, or sauces in general.</div><div> <br /></div><div>But I <b>absolutely love</b> Vietnamese sandwiches (bánh mì). They're usually assembled with baguettes, pickled carrots and daikon, cucumbers, cilantro, tons of chili peppers, pâté, mayonnaise and different assortments of meat. It's <b>super</b> good and spicy!</div><div> <br /></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/241qycw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><div> <br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(68, 68, 68); line-height: 19px; font-family:'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><div class="post_content" id="post_content_8099792009" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; clear: both; "><div class="caption" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; margin-top: 11px; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "><div> <br /></div></div></div><div class="clear" style="outline-width: 0px; outline-style: none; outline-color: initial; clear: both; height: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "></div></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-4820656772207077709?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-663227211497589612011-07-26T16:44:00.000-07:002011-08-15T16:49:57.334-07:00I totally forgot about this, lol!<div> <br /></div><div>The funny thing is, even with a Harry Potter ticket in my hand, I still haven't seen it <b>:(</b></div><div>My friend and I had bought these a bit earlier than the showing time, but something came up and I couldn't go. What a fail, right?</div><div> <br /></div><div>I love Harry Potter so much. Granted, the movies are nothing in comparison to the books, but it's still a wonderful part of my childhood. And it makes me so sad to have to bid good-bye to such a wonderful piece of my youth. It sort of feels like the end of an era.</div><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/245zhfl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-66322721149758961?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-73190252439022315452011-07-22T01:06:00.000-07:002011-08-15T16:42:21.158-07:00Strawberries with sugar is probably my favorite fruit snack, second to honeydews and maybe raspberries. I had such a long and uneventful day, so coming home to a basket of strawberries gave me one of the most refreshing moments I have had all summer.<div> <br /></div><div>Thank God for the existence of Costco. Everything is super affordable there, otherwise that basket of strawberries would have cost so much more than what I'm willing to part with.</div><div> <br /></div><div>I love Costco<b> :)</b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i56.tinypic.com/wjue78.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/2miwiq.jpg" border="0" alt="" /><div><b><p></p></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-7319025243902231545?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-71048094699301270682011-07-18T10:46:00.000-07:002011-08-16T13:16:52.667-07:00I have the most unhealthy eating habits, ever. I have been eating lunch at Starbucks three days a week since summer has started.<div> <br /></div><div>I should probably start learning how to make my own lunches... </div><div>It's just that I don't know how to cook and it doesn't help that I hate the idea of cooking or of being in the kitchen, period. </div><div> <br /></div><div>BTW, I'm starting to wonder why all the Starbucks signs and logos are going to change... </div><div>I really don't want them to. The newer, simpler logo of just the mermaid isn't strong enough to stand on its own. It's so aesthetically displeasing.</div><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i53.tinypic.com/23sge3r.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2h7e2w5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></div><div><p></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-7104809469930127068?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3369693737695055158.post-1663868325286556022011-07-12T17:40:00.000-07:002011-08-15T15:34:49.004-07:00It's summer and I'm in "desperate" need of new nail polishes, but I'm so in love with these pastel-colored ones my friend got me for my birthday back in December. I've been switching between these two ever since the beginning of May. I'm so boring when it comes to accessorizing, <b>:)</b><div> <br /></div><div>I think they were purchased from Urban Outfitters... or some other hipster clothing stores <b>:P</b></div><div><b><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/2sbx579.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b> <br /></b></div><div><b><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 575px; height: 385px;" src="http://i51.tinypic.com/feq8gm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></b></div><div><b><p></p></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3369693737695055158-166386832528655602?l=paperskin.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Dannie Teresehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07494335717998875456noreply@blogger.com0