<?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-1422613869439329423</id><updated>2012-02-15T22:19:24.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My crazy life.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RonaAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14250179672741063690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRE6Dhnl-qM/SNS_JUExPsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ev7hhVC8qm4/s1600-R/2872261724_4c146c3cf5_o.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422613869439329423.post-7159031134244207026</id><published>2009-01-20T00:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T00:50:44.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A. no more!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I've been really trying to keep up with this blog, but it seems like I just have no time. I don't think that I don't have time, I have ALL the time in the world, but I guess I'm just too lazy to update this blog of mine. Well I'm not going to make anymore excuses about why I haven't been updating and I'm not going to promise that I AM going to keep this thing updated. Basically, I'll update when I can or when I feel like it. Who knows, maybe I'll even post blogs more than once a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Okay, so the last thing I talked about on my blog was about my grades in school. I was hella tripping out over my grade in Statistics, but in the end, I got a B+! Can you believe that? I did really bad on 2 tests and then in the end, I got a B+. I think by getting a B+ in that class, it just shows that if I really want something bad enough, I can really achieve it. So if I really wanted to be a nurse, I can do it, I just need to stop worrying about how much time it's going to take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;This isnt going to be long, secret life is on right now....see you tomorrow!&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/1422613869439329423-7159031134244207026?l=makeupl0ver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/feeds/7159031134244207026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1422613869439329423&amp;postID=7159031134244207026&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/7159031134244207026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/7159031134244207026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/2009/01/mia-no-more.html' title='M.I.A. no more!'/><author><name>RonaAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14250179672741063690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRE6Dhnl-qM/SNS_JUExPsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ev7hhVC8qm4/s1600-R/2872261724_4c146c3cf5_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422613869439329423.post-646380899067541969</id><published>2008-11-18T22:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T22:09:11.445-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here we go again...</title><content type='html'>It's like everything is going fine and then it hits me all over again. I thought for sure I had made up my mind about Psychology, but now I'm second guessing myself. I took 2 classes of Psychology and they both aren't very interesting, I mean there were some aspects of it that were interesting, but for the most part, they weren't really. I know counselors tell you to pick a major that you think would be fun and something you could see yourself doing your whole life, but what if I don't know what I want to do my whole life? It's unfair to go to college and they make you pick a major that you're supposed to do forever. I'm just a normal person who doesn't know what they want and I DON'T want to waste my time &amp;amp; MONEY for nothing. I don't want to major in Psychology if in the end I HATE it know what I mean? I just wish someone could tell me what I'm supposed to be doing already.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual, it seems like everyone know what they want but me. I read somewhere that my ex-bf even got an internship at Stanford, like wtf? Haha, he's supposed to be miserable without me and I'm supposed to be better than him, but I'm not. I'm not better than anyone. I take a class with my bf and what do I get?...2 D's on a test. I shouldn't even be going to college with grades like those. It's depressing and I don't want to talk about it anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1422613869439329423-646380899067541969?l=makeupl0ver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/feeds/646380899067541969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1422613869439329423&amp;postID=646380899067541969&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/646380899067541969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/646380899067541969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/2008/11/here-we-go-again.html' title='Here we go again...'/><author><name>RonaAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14250179672741063690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRE6Dhnl-qM/SNS_JUExPsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ev7hhVC8qm4/s1600-R/2872261724_4c146c3cf5_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422613869439329423.post-4377958186272939089</id><published>2008-08-29T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T12:25:09.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke Even When I Just Got Paid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Don't you hate it when you just got paid and it's a lot, but since you have bills, what you have left isn't even a lot? I DO! I'm constantly transferring money from my saving to my checking to pay for shit that I never get any higher than one thousand in my savings account. For now, I'm broke because I'm paying for my dad's surprise party for his birthday and I thought not a lot of people were gonna show up, but I guess people need to eat and they're only showing up because it's going to be at a restaurant. I know that if it was just gonna be at home, they wouldn't have bothered to come. It's the truth I know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&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: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Okay well after my dad's birthday, it's going to be my birthday the week after that so I'm super excited! I hope Matt planned something super fun for us to do. Even if he doesn't, any time I spend with him is still fun so that's okay. Hahaha. I keep getting distracted by silly things, but I'm just going to end it here because I need to shower and all that good stuff. Happy Friday guys! =]&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/1422613869439329423-4377958186272939089?l=makeupl0ver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/feeds/4377958186272939089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1422613869439329423&amp;postID=4377958186272939089&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/4377958186272939089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/4377958186272939089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/2008/08/broke-even-when-i-just-got-paid.html' title='Broke Even When I Just Got Paid'/><author><name>RonaAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14250179672741063690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRE6Dhnl-qM/SNS_JUExPsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ev7hhVC8qm4/s1600-R/2872261724_4c146c3cf5_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422613869439329423.post-6433949430846712064</id><published>2008-08-27T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T19:51:17.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just the 2 of us.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Matt and I have been going out for a long time and we go out a lot, but today was pretty fun. I'm glad we got to go out and although I couldn't be with him at the meeting for middle schoolers, the day turned out great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;I woke up pretty early today, earlier than I wanted to. I find it funny how I wake up so early when I can sleep in, but when I need to go to work in the morning, it's super hard to get up, I guess it's because I'm going to work. So my day started out with getting my makeup done and I actually got to do another tutorial today. I'm pretty happy because I finally have time to do them and I'm glad people are enjoying them and leaving me feedback. It feels good to know that all the effort I put into making a video is being appreciated =] After recording a video, I got dressed and went to Forever to get the purple sweater that I've been wanting for...2 days! Haha. I'm such an impulse shopper, I always think that all the stuff I want is going to run out, but I'm always right because they DO run out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;After buying my sweater, I called Babe and told him I was going to pick him up so we can get our loans straightened out at CSUEB. I can't believe we went all the way there and we ended up doing our loans online haha, I could've done it at home! By the time we were done, I was pretty hungry and we ate at this restaurant where we always eat at by our school called Tin Fu. The food is pretty decent and it doesn't cost that much. Once we were done, we were off to U.C. to get my dad's halo halo because I told him I'd get him something to eat + I thought I'd have a better chance of him letting me go to the movies if I brought him a gift haha. In the end, he let me go so everything worked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;The House Bunny turned out to be a good movie, it wasn't a super duper funny movie like I thought it was going to be, but it didn't put me to sleep so it was alright. After movies, we went to Borders because Baba's been wanting to go there with me for a while and we finally got a chance to go. He even bought me a book which is pretty interesting judging from the back cover. He's been wanting me to start reading and I guess this is his way of getting me to start haha, I hope I finish it! I know I will though, my only problem with books is that it's a waste of money because what are you supposed to do with it once you're done with it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Well this is pretty much my day, I'm glad he and I got to hang out with each other =] We need more days like this, just time to relax and enjoy each other's company =D Okay, getting cheesy, enjoy your day guys!&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/1422613869439329423-6433949430846712064?l=makeupl0ver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/feeds/6433949430846712064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1422613869439329423&amp;postID=6433949430846712064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/6433949430846712064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/6433949430846712064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-2-of-us.html' title='Just the 2 of us.'/><author><name>RonaAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14250179672741063690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRE6Dhnl-qM/SNS_JUExPsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ev7hhVC8qm4/s1600-R/2872261724_4c146c3cf5_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1422613869439329423.post-1515476381514323155</id><published>2008-08-26T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T21:45:26.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And another one...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;So I started another new blog. I'm not really sure why, maybe it's because everyone else has Xanga and I want to be different and unique haha. Anyways, more updates to come, still just kind of testing this thing and trying to get used to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1422613869439329423-1515476381514323155?l=makeupl0ver.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/feeds/1515476381514323155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1422613869439329423&amp;postID=1515476381514323155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/1515476381514323155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1422613869439329423/posts/default/1515476381514323155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://makeupl0ver.blogspot.com/2008/08/and-another-one.html' title='And another one...'/><author><name>RonaAnn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14250179672741063690</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bRE6Dhnl-qM/SNS_JUExPsI/AAAAAAAAABQ/Ev7hhVC8qm4/s1600-R/2872261724_4c146c3cf5_o.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
