<?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-8432984914806216664</id><updated>2011-07-31T16:47:45.197+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Oats and Bows.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1863086580620255633</id><published>2010-01-10T18:25:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T18:25:00.483+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oats and Bows has moved to Wordpress!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oatsandbows.wordpress.com/"&gt;www.oatsandbows.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add this link to your blogroll please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come visit soon :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1863086580620255633?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1863086580620255633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2010/01/oats-and-bows-has-moved-to-wordpress.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1863086580620255633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1863086580620255633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2010/01/oats-and-bows-has-moved-to-wordpress.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-834859552027542767</id><published>2010-01-10T08:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T08:54:05.628+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Dearest Bloggers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I have discovered the name of my newest game - it is called the “Amy might have been drunk but let’s not talk about it” game. Amongst that there is also the “Act sober in front of the family game” and the “pretend not to be hungover game”. Needless to say, tonight was&amp;nbsp; the first night I have ever been drunk in my life, despite being quite close countless times. I made out with, erm, a couple of people, but here’s some advice ladies, just because you &lt;i&gt;want &lt;/i&gt;to forget whatshisface, doesn’t mean you should hook up with someone else to try.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I am full of life lessons, aren’t I??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Though I must say, a high point of the night was spent drinking Jagerbombs and dancing to My Chemical Romance, another rolling around in the sand (I know, it sounds suss) and looking for my friends phone, and upon calling it realizing she had given me her dad’s number instead of hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I still may have some amount of alcohol in my system, so let me sleep, and I shall get back to you tomorrow morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Overall points to remember from tonight:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="list-style-type: lower-alpha;"&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I ate whatever &lt;b&gt;I wanted&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I drank without caring about calories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;lived&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;I felt &lt;b&gt;alive&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S Trying to pretend to be sober to your Dutch family friends when in normal circumstances you can barely understand them, is pointless, yet verrrrry difficult.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/8432984914806216664-834859552027542767?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/834859552027542767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2010/01/dearest-bloggers-i-have-discovered-name.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/834859552027542767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/834859552027542767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2010/01/dearest-bloggers-i-have-discovered-name.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7992733065220768303</id><published>2010-01-09T13:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T13:21:48.523+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Hola, my chicas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Today I got to thinking about new years resolutions. I usually make some, but never really end up keeping them, because of all the pressure associated with them. This year, I’ve decided instead to write a list of things I want to achieve in 2010, rather than things I have to change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;In 2010, I would like to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Learn Dutch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Learn Mandarin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Focus on study more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Train for and run 4km&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Save 4,000 dollars +&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Read the top 25 penguin classics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Blog everyday (within reason)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Challenge myself at least once each day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Get promoted mid year at YABC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Apply for and get a second year internship in parliament&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;The ‘resolution’ about challenging myself refers not just to food, but in all areas of life. As someone once said, &amp;nbsp;‘do something each day that scares you’. In order to live a more free life, I vote that we all ‘seize the day’, and do something that scares us. If we try and achieve this, I think we can one day succeed at living ‘free’ of ED, or at least have the strength to challenge it whenever it returns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;My challenge to you, gorgeous girls, is to write your own list. It doesn’t have to be as long as mine, or it can be longer, whatever you want. As long as it’s things that YOU want to achieve, without ED’s interference. I’m calling this my ‘Decade of freedom’ challenge. Cheesy, I know, but when things have a title they sound more realistic ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Anyway, I hope you all at least give it a go, and maybe even post yours on your blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;Love you all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; min-height: 14px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="letter-spacing: 0.0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7992733065220768303?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7992733065220768303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2010/01/hola-my-chicas-today-i-got-to-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7992733065220768303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7992733065220768303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2010/01/hola-my-chicas-today-i-got-to-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-865114241291033611</id><published>2010-01-05T07:52:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T07:54:38.295+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I'm back from Eden. But in about two hours I'm driving up to Lorne with my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To tell you the truth, my week with my friend and her family was, well, interesting. They eat so much, and I'm not just saying this. I felt really rude, because they were trying to be so accomodating vegan-wise, but they ate so differently to me. And by the end of my holiday in Eden, I really wanted to get away from my friend. I find it amazing how you find out people's little annoying habits when you stay with them for a period of time, and hers started to get on my nerves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But anyway, enough of that. I think I'll be taking my laptop with me to Lorne, but it all depends on whether I can get reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll tell you what I'm looking forward to in Lorne??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/S0JUXXAhytI/AAAAAAAAAD4/HrIixjNnApU/s1600-h/459724469_fd1821a21d_m.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/S0JUXXAhytI/AAAAAAAAAD4/HrIixjNnApU/s200/459724469_fd1821a21d_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Fritz Gelato's bounty flavour gelato. Totally vegan, and totally delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So while my little 6 and 4 year old cousins go to the other ice cream shop and get some rainbow ice cream, you can bet I'll be running down to Fritz ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll end this post with a random photo my friend took of me in Eden. It seriously doesn't look like me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 10px; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18132_234730838051_648883051_329164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" border="0" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/18132_234730838051_648883051_329164.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-865114241291033611?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/865114241291033611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-im-back-from-eden.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/865114241291033611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/865114241291033611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-im-back-from-eden.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/S0JUXXAhytI/AAAAAAAAAD4/HrIixjNnApU/s72-c/459724469_fd1821a21d_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-4029222138889145503</id><published>2009-12-28T07:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T07:57:04.077+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I write this quick blog to let you all know that I won't be posting for about a week - I'm going away with my friend and her family on a holiday to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) I'll post when I get back. I'm a bit nervous to tell you the truth, but hopefully it should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-4029222138889145503?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/4029222138889145503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-i-write-this-quick-blog-to-let-you.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4029222138889145503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4029222138889145503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey-i-write-this-quick-blog-to-let-you.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-77782793005467153</id><published>2009-12-24T23:49:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:49:36.138+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs218.snc3/22532_218969713051_648883051_3206949_6877089_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="281" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs218.snc3/22532_218969713051_648883051_3206949_6877089_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all have a wonderful day, and get lots of presents from &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Santa &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I type this it is 11.42pm on December the &lt;b&gt;24th,&lt;/b&gt; and I have just spent the evening home alone cooking (yes cooking!!), wrapping presents and listening to christmas carols. Oh, and being a camera 'ho, as you can see above (yes, the &lt;b&gt;candy canes&lt;/b&gt; are in the shape of a heart).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture represents what I think Christmas is about. Contrary to popular belief, Christmas is &lt;i&gt;not about food&lt;/i&gt;, or social eating. I don't even think it's too much about religion. It's about family, friends, and expressing the &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; you feel for them 365 days of the year. It's about being yourself, being &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt;, even if something (or someone) tells you that you shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love you all, and I truly don't think I'd be as free or as happy as I am today without you. This sounds like a goodbye message, but don't fret, I'm not leaving you!! On the contrary, I am also using Christmas as an opportunity to celebrate my return to this lovely world, with lovely people :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 LOVE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;P.s &amp;nbsp;You know you're cool when you have excess sugar cookie batter stuck to the bottom of your feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-77782793005467153?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/77782793005467153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/12/m-e-r-r-y-c-h-r-i-s-t-m-s-i-hope-you.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/77782793005467153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/77782793005467153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/12/m-e-r-r-y-c-h-r-i-s-t-m-s-i-hope-you.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-3310263720551488258</id><published>2009-12-22T22:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:05:32.277+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meoww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So today, I bought what I think is the &lt;b&gt;BEST T-SHIRT EVER&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As soon as I saw it, I knew I had to buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As you may know, I'm vegan, so this is perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/Photoon2009-12-22at2038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/Photoon2009-12-22at2038.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ignore my penguin pyjama pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-3310263720551488258?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3310263720551488258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/12/meoww.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3310263720551488258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3310263720551488258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/12/meoww.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-3671728516784448076</id><published>2009-12-21T18:02:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T22:06:14.300+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So after I apologized profusely for my hiatus, I erm.... disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I apologize again, I never meant to disappear from the blogosphere, because I adore you all. Things happened beyond my control, then I was busy, then I was out of the country, then I was devastated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As I said in my previous entry many moons ago, my great uncle died, so I (along with the rest of my family) basically lost two weeks trying to deal with it/get back to "normal" again. After that, I started my part time job at my mum's work, where I'm an executive assistant (sounds fancy, isn't). At the same time I had yabc concerts, then mum and I went to Bali (a trip which was a present for my 18th birthday). I arrived in Darwin at 3.00am on the way home to a text message telling me my ENTER score, the mark I received for year twelve. All I will say is that it wasn't what I had hoped for, and not high enough for even my back up universities. Needless to say, I was upset. If you classify screaming and sobbing for hours on end upset. Which I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I post this to tell you all that as of today I will be returning to blogging, I pinky swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I leave you with a photo of me at the entrance to Kuta Beach in Bali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/13533_207125743051_648883051_315748.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/13533_207125743051_648883051_315748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-3671728516784448076?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3671728516784448076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-after-i-apologized-profusely-for-my.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3671728516784448076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3671728516784448076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-after-i-apologized-profusely-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7325226164197822317</id><published>2009-11-29T19:07:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T19:07:52.939+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry about my hiatus, I've had &lt;b&gt;so &lt;/b&gt;much going on lately, it's actually quite crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My great uncle died on Thursday, and mum and I have been moving into our new apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to post properly once my life is a bit more organized :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7325226164197822317?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7325226164197822317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-about-my-hiatus-ive-had-so-much.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7325226164197822317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7325226164197822317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry-about-my-hiatus-ive-had-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-6471825250732849932</id><published>2009-11-18T18:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:56:59.180+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do not have any photos, but I do have&lt;b&gt; news&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) I'm finished high school, &lt;i&gt;forever&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;I ATE CHINESE FOOD&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're asking yourself did you read that right, you sure did ;) Tonight, mum and I randomly decided to stop at a place near our house called 'Oodles of Noodles' (cute name) and get some food. We got the &lt;i&gt;vegetarian noodles&lt;/i&gt; to share and &lt;b&gt;OMG&lt;/b&gt;. I can't believe I ever stopped eating this. We got to watch them make it, they barely put any oil in, and they stir fried it all &lt;b&gt;healthy like&lt;/b&gt;. Which made me happy, because even if I need to challenge ED, I have always been a firm believer in trying to be healthy. They were so good, we shared a takeaway box and there was so much in it, that when mum put her heap in the bowl it looked like there was &lt;b&gt;way &lt;/b&gt;more than half left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was proud of myself. For both pieces of news stated above. I'm &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt;!! From school at least, and &lt;b&gt;one step closer&lt;/b&gt; to being free from ED.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-6471825250732849932?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/6471825250732849932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-do-not-have-any-photos-but-i-do-have.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6471825250732849932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6471825250732849932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-do-not-have-any-photos-but-i-do-have.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1833391424550709559</id><published>2009-11-17T18:18:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:18:19.468+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was spent studying in the city, I decided not to go the library because it's air conditioned and obviously I still get cold pretty easily. Last time I studied there I was pretty distracted the whole time because I was so cold. Instead I went to the shopping centre, and sat where they have little tables with powerpoints set up. Only problem was it smelt a bit like fast food and fried chicken (to say a bit is an understatement), but at least I wasn't freezing my fingers off!!&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast was cereal, but my study fuel was a little different:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11117.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11117.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;Apricot-coconut fruit bar&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Cherry Pie Larabar&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I really liked the Larabar, I haven't tasted this flavour before but it was yummy, and held me over well during my studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next comes the iffy part. Skip over if you are likely to be triggered, etc. Although I don't really say anything too triggering (I hope). I went to my mum's work this afternoon to get a cup of tea with her. We ended up having some roast vegetables and bread at a local cafe - let me tell you, these vegetables had &lt;b&gt;so &lt;/b&gt;much oil on them it was unbelievable. Even mum agreed. I soaked off some of it with a napkin. Afterwards, I started freaking out, and crying, about how I will gain so much because it was like two tbsp of oil which equals XXX calories which is more than the meal should have been, and generally stressing out. On my way home I still stressed out, and seriously contemplated not having dinner. I went back and forth on that issue so many times, but eventually made myself a pita bread pizza. I lay on the couch and cried afterward. I just felt (and still feel) so fat, and horrible. I keep trying to tell myself 'you won't gain weight in one day' but it's not working, I can't calm myself down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry to be such a downer. I'm just sick of this life, if you can even call it that. I want to go outside and walk, but I'm so lazy that I can't even be bothered, all I want to do is cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1833391424550709559?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1833391424550709559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-spent-studying-in-city-i.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1833391424550709559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1833391424550709559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-spent-studying-in-city-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7610187356000099679</id><published>2009-11-16T18:31:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T18:42:43.309+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only &lt;b&gt;one&lt;/b&gt; more exam until I'm &lt;b&gt;free&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, 5.15pm is the date and time of said freedom :D I can't wait, but I'm still really nervous about the &lt;b&gt;International Studies&lt;/b&gt; exam. We have to answer short answer questions, do 3 extended responses and 1 essay. The Media exam was &lt;b&gt;easier&lt;/b&gt; than I expected, it actually wasn't that different from last years, which was good, because I used that to study for the exam. Oh, Philosophy was alright, a bit draining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does a &lt;b&gt;soon-to-be graduated girl&lt;/b&gt; eat for breakfast before a &lt;b&gt;big day&lt;/b&gt; full of exams?? Some &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;cinnspice layered oats&lt;/i&gt;, of course ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11113.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11113.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch was a sandwich, gobbled up between exams (plus maybe two bottles of &lt;b&gt;diet coke&lt;/b&gt; :S). Dinner is TBC (to be confirmed).&lt;br /&gt;The lovely Jessica tagged me in this little quiz, so here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. favorite variety of apple?&lt;/b&gt; pink lady. reminds me of Grease :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. apples dipped in..?&lt;/b&gt; boysenberry soy yoghurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. favorite way to enjoy pumpkin?&lt;/b&gt; soup, or mashed with cinnamon and paprika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. favorite soup?&lt;/b&gt; with crackers or bread? pumpkin, with sourdough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. do you eat orange foods all year round?&lt;/b&gt; yes, they're the best kind ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6. most used spice in your autumn cooking: &lt;/b&gt;cinnamon, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;7. you are baking some homemade bread, what flavor combination of bread would you like to make?&lt;/b&gt; choc banana, or pumpkin cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;8. favorite autumn vegetables and ways to eat it? &lt;/b&gt;pumpkin, any way baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;9. hot chocolate, hot cider, coffee or tea?&lt;/b&gt; tea, especially ginger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10. favorite seasonal dessert?&lt;/b&gt; oat pancakes, or waffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;11. lets make a fall stew! pick any 6 ingredients to create your one:&lt;/b&gt; pumpkin, broccoli, carrot, beans, cauliflower, corn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;12. pumpkin seeds, sunflower seeds, walnuts or almonds to snack on? &lt;/b&gt;almonds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;13. popcorn flavor/seasoning? &lt;/b&gt;salt and vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;14. bowl of hot cereal you have been wanting to try:&lt;/b&gt; pumpkin oats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;15. post a link to a recipe that you recently bookmarked: &lt;/b&gt;oops, I actually deleted my bookmarks the other day, I'm cleaning out my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tag &lt;a href="http://www.herrainmaker.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eleanor&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.tatiannalives.wordpress.com/"&gt;Tatianna&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.sunshinenspice.wordpress.com/"&gt;Meg&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not too&lt;b&gt; interesting&lt;/b&gt;, but I hope that was entertaining :P Well, time to go study/listen to &lt;b&gt;Owl City&lt;/b&gt; non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7610187356000099679?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7610187356000099679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-one-more-exam-until-im-free.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7610187356000099679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7610187356000099679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-one-more-exam-until-im-free.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-9078328153699167809</id><published>2009-11-15T17:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T17:29:44.756+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only a short post today, because my Philosophy books are &lt;b&gt;staring &lt;/b&gt;at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I had &lt;i&gt;waffles&lt;/i&gt; for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11111.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11111.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And some of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11112.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: possibly drink less &lt;i&gt;diet coke/coke zero&lt;/i&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's weird, ED loves and hates this stuff. Loves it because it fills me up, and the calories, hates it because he thinks it will make me fat because of the chemicals and such. Blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had yabc this morning again, seriously tiring. All I really want to do right now is&lt;b&gt; sleep&lt;/b&gt;, but I have to &lt;b&gt;study&lt;/b&gt;. It wasn't just physically tiring, but emotionally as well. One of the girls there has really been annoying me lately, for various reasons, and today one of the other girls, who is also a friend of mine, said to me during break &lt;b&gt;"are you actually going to eat??"&lt;/b&gt; Not everyone was eating, and I prefer to wait for my lunch which was in 30 mins. But her comment upset me. That and she also said "Gain some weight, I don't like being able to feel people's bones." Err, okay, sure. :S It made me feel &lt;b&gt;self conscious&lt;/b&gt; for the rest of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, study time now lovies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-9078328153699167809?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/9078328153699167809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-short-post-today-because-my.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/9078328153699167809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/9078328153699167809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/only-short-post-today-because-my.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-4953525479044167435</id><published>2009-11-14T15:08:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T15:08:38.131+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope you guys liked the video post, it only took me a million years to figure out how to do it ;)&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'll probably (hopefully) be on my baby, and I won't look like a ghost/goth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I had yabc, and it was &lt;b&gt;so hot&lt;/b&gt;, it was so horrible dancing in the un-airconditioned hall!! Lucky I love it, because I was tempted not to go today. I have another rehearsal tomorrow. After yabc mum and I went out to lunch at an Indian restaurant. At many points ED was telling me all kinds of things about how I would blow up like a balloon etc. etc., but you know what I said in reply?? F-off, ED, don't ruin this for me. I just did 3 hours of dancing, so just go stuff yourself in a mushroom. Yes I did say mushroom. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day I got an email from yabc with an attachment about the &lt;b&gt;2010 Adelaide tour&lt;/b&gt;. It turns out that while we’re in Adelaide we won’t only be performing at the Fringe Festival, but also in various schools around Adelaide!! I wish I knew which ones. Anyway, I also found out which places we will be performing at in Melbourne in January. I get &lt;b&gt;free tickets&lt;/b&gt;, so if any of you girls are from &lt;b&gt;Melbourne&lt;/b&gt; and want to see me perform (with about 40 other people); let me know which venue you want to come to!! Here are the dates and venues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 30th January – Substation Arts Centre, Newport.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 31st January – Frankston Arts Centre&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 6th February – Coburg Town Hall&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 7th February – The Castle, Dandenong and Berwick Secondary College&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 13th February – Maroondah Secondary College (Croydon)&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 14th February – Cromwell Road Theatre, South Yarra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I said, let me know so I can hook you up!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and don’t you Adelaide ladies fret – I’ll be in Adelaide from the 8th of March until the 14th of March. Hopefully soon I find out which schools we’ll be performing at, it would be &lt;b&gt;awesome&lt;/b&gt; if it was any of yours!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot to answer&lt;a href="http://www.creatingsomethingnew.blogspot.com/"&gt; jibbalibba&lt;/a&gt;’s question from the other day: I got my &lt;i&gt;smooze &lt;/i&gt;icy poles from Coles, they’re in the section with all the ice cream toppings and cones. They were&lt;b&gt; really good&lt;/b&gt;, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to study for media. Sorry, I haven't commented many blogs today, but that's because I just got home and I really need to study. I'll catch up on my commenting soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-4953525479044167435?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/4953525479044167435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hope-you-guys-liked-video-post-it.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4953525479044167435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4953525479044167435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-hope-you-guys-liked-video-post-it.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-372823893464313917</id><published>2009-11-13T13:52:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:52:13.989+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KFjMdztk3Nk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KFjMdztk3Nk&amp;amp;hl=en_GB&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFjMdztk3Nk"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KFjMdztk3Nk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TGIF.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about the quality/sound delay/etc. of this video, I was using my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lame&lt;/span&gt; webcam on this laptop. I'll be able to post better ones once I can use my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Macbook&lt;/span&gt;. I get so awkward and shy on camera :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;new cereal&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast this morning. It was pretty good, well scratch that, it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;delicious&lt;/span&gt; :) I kind of forgot to take a photo before I ate it though so here's what it looked like towards the end:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11110.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicioooous. Look at all them oat clusters ;) My only problem was that I only got two sultanas in my serve!! Mum told me that they all went near the bottom of the packet. Naughty 'tanas :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should study at some point today, I have a mountain of media and philosophy books waiting for me. No, seriously, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOUNTAIN&lt;/span&gt;. But after the exam yesterday, I need a bit of a chill out session. Oh, the exam!! I kind of winged it (wung it?) through the exam yesterday, I left one of the essay questions, but all I need to do with this subject is pass, so it's all good. No stress (well there was a bit yesterday, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shh&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually at my grandparent's house today, because the doctor I went to is down the road from their house, plus they're in Cairns at the moment so they won't know haha. The doctor's appointment went okay, they think my chest pains are anxiety so they prescribed some anti-depressant/anxiety pill things, and I basically had to get weighed etc. again. He wants me to come see me once a week now, instead of in a month like we originally planned. He also told me I need to limit my water intake (but but....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I love H20&lt;/span&gt;) and drink gatorade type drinks (blech). One thing that weirded me out was that he told me to do exercise that makes me really sweat, like full on exercise?? Uh, does he not see me at the moment?? :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope you all have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;great day&lt;/span&gt;, I know I always say this, but seriously &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ich liebe dich &lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-372823893464313917?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/372823893464313917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/tgif.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/372823893464313917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/372823893464313917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/tgif.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-5290668376983678343</id><published>2009-11-12T10:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:14:00.017+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good Morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night, mum and I went for a late night walk up to the supermarket, because she wanted some ice cream, and ended up coming back with &lt;b&gt;more than just that &lt;/b&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's two of the things we got; &lt;i style="color: purple;"&gt;Sultana Oat Crisp Cereal&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;Coconut + Pink Guava icypoles&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11107.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11107.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got back, we watched &lt;i&gt;Nick and Nora's Infinite Playlist.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11109.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I needed to buy some cold cereal, because it's getting &lt;b&gt;too hot &lt;/b&gt;over here for oats everyday (I know, sadness!!). It's going to be a challenge eating cereal, but I've decided that on my exam days I will have porridge, just because I know it holds me over well for long periods, and I need that when I'm doing exams. But after that, &lt;b&gt;sayonara&lt;/b&gt; oats (for now at least)!! :( What will oats and bows be without ze oats?? At least my cereal has oat clusters :P See, I bet you knew I couldn't leave oats behind &lt;b&gt;completely&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow morning I have a &lt;b&gt;doctor's appointment&lt;/b&gt;, which my mum made this morning, for a few reasons. Last night, when I was in bed, my chest was hurting quite a bit, and I was finding it &lt;b&gt;hard to breathe&lt;/b&gt;. I wasn't sure whether it was because of &lt;b&gt;exam anxiety&lt;/b&gt; or something like that, but I couldn't get to sleep for ages, because I was so &lt;b&gt;scared&lt;/b&gt;. Eventually I woke my mum up, and she came and lay next to me, talking to me until we both fell asleep. I woke up at about 6am, and have only had around five hours, but I can't go back to sleep!! Anyway, another reason for the appointment is that earlier this morning, when mum had already left for work, I walked into the kitchen to get my water bottle out of the freezer (yes, it is that hot here), and as I paused in the doorway, I had to hold on to it with both hands. You see, I always get &lt;b&gt;dizziness&lt;/b&gt; in the summer, I have all my life, but lately I find that whenever I stand up I get super dizzy. I've kind of gotten used to it, but this time I freaked out, because as I said, I had to hold on to the door with both hands, and everything went black, and I almost &lt;b&gt;blacked out&lt;/b&gt;. :S So mum thought it was probably best to see the doctor tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you've gotten through all of that, you're a &lt;b&gt;superstar&lt;/b&gt;. I'm a bit&lt;b&gt; nervous&lt;/b&gt; for my exam this afternoon, but I'm trying not to think about it, seeing as I know this will be my worst subject, as long as I pass, it's &lt;b&gt;okay&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a nice rest of the day, girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-5290668376983678343?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/5290668376983678343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-morning.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5290668376983678343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5290668376983678343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1470575978800382309</id><published>2009-11-11T12:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T12:59:24.148+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;G'day&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Haha I love using Australian slang. Considering nobody I know ever uses it, it's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How are we all today?? I'm pretty good, just taking a &lt;b&gt;study break&lt;/b&gt;, I only have one more area of study to take notes on, and then I'll probably just read over all my notes again. The funniest part is that this is the most I've written in this exercise book &lt;b&gt;all year&lt;/b&gt;. But that's mainly because my teacher &lt;strike&gt;wasn't very&lt;/strike&gt; sucked, and barely gave us any notes, or any help at all. So I'm &lt;b&gt;winging it&lt;/b&gt;, thanks to the textbook (which funnily enough, is written by my teacher, and isn't helping that much), and some notes for the subject I found online - &lt;b&gt;thank you internet!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11106.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at all the &lt;b&gt;pretty tabs&lt;/b&gt; in my textbook. There was one colour for each area of study, and there's four areas of study. you can't really see them all properly, but they're tabbed in &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; pink&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; ;) The areas of study are: &lt;i&gt;Washington and Canberra&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt; Continuity and Change&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt; Public Policy&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and&lt;i&gt; Contemporary Australian Foreign Policy.&lt;/i&gt; Fun, right?? Excuse my horrible handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm currently in the state library, which was nice and &lt;b&gt;quiet&lt;/b&gt; until these two guys sat next to me. They're speaking quite loudly, do they not know it's a library?! Gosh. Haha, I'm so &lt;b&gt;critical &lt;/b&gt;sometimes, sorry about that. It's just not the best atmosphere when you're trying to&lt;b&gt; memorize&lt;/b&gt; aspects of &lt;b&gt;Australian Foreign Policy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No eats to post today, because my breakfast was eaten on the tram, and my lunch was sneakily eaten in here about five minutes ago. Dinner's hard to photograph, because I usually eat with mum. Oh, in response to Neela, the book I was talking about is called &lt;i&gt;Stasiland&lt;/i&gt;, and it's by Anna Funder. Even though I hated most of the books I studied for Literature, this one was actually quite good, so I recommend it to anyone who wants to maybe learn more about the German Democratic Republic. Listen to me, all &lt;b&gt;nerdy&lt;/b&gt; like!! You ladies only come here for the eats, not my &lt;b&gt;&lt;strike&gt;marvellous&lt;/strike&gt; intelligence&lt;/b&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My exam for National Politics is at &lt;b&gt;3pm, AEST&lt;/b&gt; (Australian Eastern Standard Time). So synchronize your watches, and &lt;b&gt;think of me&lt;/b&gt; at that time?? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll probably get a post in tomorrow before I leave, because I try not to study too much on the day of the exam, it stresses me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a good day &lt;b&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1470575978800382309?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1470575978800382309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/gday.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1470575978800382309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1470575978800382309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/gday.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-5891047292499309283</id><published>2009-11-10T17:48:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:15:48.020+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guten tag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I went to my friend's house for a 'study session', which turned into an &lt;b&gt;iPhoto cameraho'&lt;/b&gt; session ;) We took breaks in between study to make gluten free marshmallows, and take &lt;b&gt;millions&lt;/b&gt; of photos on her mac. It was one of the best days I've had in a while, it was great to be social, let myself go, and &lt;i&gt;laugh&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gluten free marshmallows, before they set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11105.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11105.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rawrrrr&lt;/b&gt;, I'm a monster!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/11056_339473110159_762570159_982536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/11056_339473110159_762570159_982536.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awkward &lt;b&gt;turtle&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/11056_339473210159_762570159_982537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/11056_339473210159_762570159_982537.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel accomplished, because even though we did lots of other stuff, I actually got quite a bit of study done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I almost forgot, I got a very good email today. Remember the &lt;b&gt;audition&lt;/b&gt; I went to a couple of weeks ago?? Well I got an email today from yabc saying that &lt;b&gt;I got into the tour&lt;/b&gt;!! January we will begin rehearsing, and then in March I get to go and perform at the &lt;b&gt;Adelaide Fringe Festival&lt;/b&gt;!! I'm so excited :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm off to go have dinner now. I hope you all had a fantastic day, &lt;i&gt;you deserve it&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-5891047292499309283?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/5891047292499309283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/guten-tag.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5891047292499309283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5891047292499309283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/guten-tag.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7411944621947453058</id><published>2009-11-09T13:11:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T13:39:26.704+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bonjour!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's &lt;b&gt;stifling&lt;/b&gt; hot here today. I went out for a walk just before, and all I wanted to do was sit in front of an air conditioner. I &lt;b&gt;burnt my thumb&lt;/b&gt; this morning making a cup of tea, so now it matches my other thumb which I &lt;b&gt;cut open&lt;/b&gt; cutting mushrooms the other day, what a klutz I am, seriously. And the burnt thumb just makes me feel hotter!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the dvds I ended up watching with my mum last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11088.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know, Hannah Montana is for kids, but suprisingly I &lt;b&gt;like&lt;/b&gt; it ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song she sings at the end, 'The Climb', really gave me a &lt;b&gt;powerful message&lt;/b&gt; last night, so I thought I'd pass it on to you girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I can almost see it&lt;br /&gt;That dream I am dreaming&lt;br /&gt;But there's a voice inside my head saying&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never reach it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every step I'm taking&lt;br /&gt;Every move I make feels&lt;br /&gt;Lost with no direction&lt;br /&gt;My faith is shaking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I gotta keep trying&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep my head held high&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's just a verse of the song, but it sent me such a strong message of inspiration, and never giving up hope. And that's what life is all about, especially &lt;b&gt;rebuilding yourself&lt;/b&gt; from ED. We need to keep &lt;b&gt;positive&lt;/b&gt;, and keep 'climbing'. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today I have spent the majority of the morning studying for my second exam which is this thursday. How fun :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11089.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My lunch today was delicious. I have named this concoction &lt;i&gt;'multi-layered cinnspice oats'&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11091.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11091.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oats with a layer of &lt;i style="color: #e69138;"&gt;brown sugar&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="color: #660000;"&gt;mixed spice&lt;/i&gt; in the middle, topped with &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i style="color: #e69138;"&gt;brown sugar&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="color: #660000;"&gt;mixed spice&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I know it looks the same as usual, but trust me, it didn't &lt;b&gt;taste&lt;/b&gt; the same ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, something I thought about last night: is anyone interested in doing a &lt;b&gt;bar/food swap &lt;/b&gt;with me?? I'll send you Australian bars, plus other Australian goodies?? Let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a lovely rest of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7411944621947453058?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7411944621947453058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/bonjour-its-stifling-hot-here-today.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7411944621947453058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7411944621947453058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/bonjour-its-stifling-hot-here-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-337853705579672960</id><published>2009-11-08T15:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T15:10:29.614+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Good afternoon&lt;/i&gt;, lovies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday I had my end of semester &lt;b&gt;assessments &lt;/b&gt;at yabc. This meant we each had to perform part of one of our numbers&lt;b&gt; individually&lt;/b&gt;, in front of the rest of the class (which is about 60 people) as well as the dance and music teachers. I have had really bad blocked ears lately, and when I get this I can't hear myself sing properly. Guess what decided to happen on Saturday?? :/ Luckily it was only one ear, and I explained it to the teacher well before hand, but apparently I was good anyway, so hopefully I get &lt;b&gt;promoted &lt;/b&gt;at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning mum and I went to the &lt;b&gt;Camberwell Market&lt;/b&gt;, just for a look around. We bought some second hand clothes, and then ventured through Camberwell, shopping. &lt;b&gt;I bought a couple of things&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pop-up penguin advent calendar (I love &lt;b&gt;penguins&lt;/b&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11078.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11078.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Itunes card, CLEO magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11080.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11080.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Handmade &lt;b&gt;scrabble tile&lt;/b&gt; necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="171" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11086.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I &lt;b&gt;loved&lt;/b&gt; all my purchases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had lunch at the market, I got a falafel wrap and sweet potato wedges, and we had some sorbet afterwards. I felt okay about these decisions at the time, but I feel &lt;b&gt;sick&lt;/b&gt; and full and bloated at the moment, and ED is going crazy in my head to restrict, restrict tomorrow. I'm &lt;b&gt;trying&lt;/b&gt; not to listen but the voice is &lt;i&gt;so loud&lt;/i&gt; right now. I feel&lt;b&gt; ill&lt;/b&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know this sounds weird, but one of my main triggers at the moment is actually my &lt;b&gt;mum&lt;/b&gt;. She skips meals all the time, or when I buy something out, which is really hard for me, she tells me we will share it, but then has &lt;b&gt;none&lt;/b&gt;. I end up eating it all and feeling horrible, while she doesn't eat anything. I can't seem to be able to tell her how this is affecting me, but &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;it is&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, sorry about that. I hope you all have a great day. I'm spending the rest of this &lt;b&gt;super hot&lt;/b&gt; afternoon lying on my bed, reading my magazine and watching dvds. &lt;i&gt;Love you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-337853705579672960?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/337853705579672960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-afternoon-lovies.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/337853705579672960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/337853705579672960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/good-afternoon-lovies.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8831743733963940292</id><published>2009-11-06T09:50:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T10:12:02.065+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yesterday was &lt;b&gt;major&lt;/b&gt;, even though I only did one thing: &lt;b&gt;Literature exam&lt;/b&gt;. It was so stressful, but I actually managed to walk out of there feeling &lt;b&gt;okay&lt;/b&gt; about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here was my pre-exam &lt;b&gt;brain food&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11075.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11075.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And of course, the&lt;b&gt; exam booklet&lt;/b&gt;, which I got to take home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/075946.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/075946.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After my exam, mum took me to go see &lt;i&gt;'The Time Traveller's Wife'&lt;/i&gt;. It was really good, they stuck to the book pretty well, and it was so sad, but I already knew that it would be, because I read the book recently for the first time. I really&lt;b&gt; reccommend &lt;/b&gt;this movie, go see it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I'm just having a day off, &lt;b&gt;no studying&lt;/b&gt;, I will probably go and check the mail at our PO Box later, we'll see how everything goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and by the way, go check out the fabulous giveaway&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://healthhappinessandhaylee.blogspot.com/2009/11/giveaway.html"&gt;Haylee&lt;/a&gt; is having!! It's so good, and open to everyone!! Check it out by clicking Haylee's name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a&lt;b&gt; great&lt;/b&gt; day, lovies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8831743733963940292?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8831743733963940292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-there.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8831743733963940292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8831743733963940292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-there.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-4876901238959620639</id><published>2009-11-04T11:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T11:00:14.382+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Howdy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So this morning I went to the doctors, to get my blood test results. Everything was normal, he said that my Iron and Vitamin D were maybe a little low, but that those were easily fixed. Then he wanted me to step on the scales, which was obviously my &lt;b&gt;least favourite&lt;/b&gt; part of the appointment. I gained. One week ago the scale was XX.70kg and today it was XX.90kg. Nothing to worry about, right?? Wrong. ED went crazy on me, saying how I failed and how &lt;b&gt;200g&lt;/b&gt; was still a big deal, because it was almost a quarter of a kg, and how many extra calories I had to have eaten in order to gain this much, etc etc. It made me really upset, but I couldn't show the doctor or my mum that I felt that way. It was so hard to keep my emotions in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorry&lt;/b&gt; if that was triggering or anything, but it's just the way I felt (or the way ED made me feel). It's like I have this whole thing under &lt;b&gt;control&lt;/b&gt;, then suddenly ED storms in and demands to take control over me, and I can't do anything to stop it, even though I'm trying. I'm trying so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, on another note, the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.nattietan.wordpress.com/"&gt;Nat&lt;/a&gt; tagged me to do a little quiz, and I thought I'd do it this post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't seem to get the picture, but here's the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are the rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. You can only use one word!&lt;br /&gt;2. Pass this along to 6 of your favorite bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;3. Alert them that you have given them this award!&lt;br /&gt;4. Have Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Survey&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? &lt;strong&gt;Pocket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your hair? &lt;strong&gt;Messy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your mother? &lt;strong&gt;Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your father? &lt;strong&gt;Miss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your favorite food? &lt;strong&gt;Porridge!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your dream last night?&lt;strong&gt; Snails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favorite drink? &lt;strong&gt;Water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? &lt;strong&gt;Freedom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What room are you in? &lt;strong&gt;Library&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? &lt;strong&gt;Music&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? &lt;strong&gt;Letting go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? &lt;strong&gt;Politics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? &lt;strong&gt;Bed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something that you aren’t? &lt;strong&gt;Strong&lt;/strong&gt; enough&lt;br /&gt;15. Muffins?&lt;strong&gt; Blueberry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Wish list item? &lt;strong&gt;Luna&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Where did you grow up? &lt;strong&gt;Melbourne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last thing you did?&lt;strong&gt; Blog&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What are you wearing? &lt;strong&gt;Clothing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your TV? &lt;strong&gt;Storage&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your pets? &lt;strong&gt;None&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Friends? &lt;strong&gt;Some&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Your life? &lt;strong&gt;Better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your mood? &lt;strong&gt;Tired&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Missing someone? &lt;strong&gt;Yes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Vehicle? &lt;strong&gt;Car&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Something you’re not wearing? &lt;strong&gt;Cardigan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Your favorite store? &lt;strong&gt;Chadstone&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? &lt;strong&gt;Purple&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When was the last time you laughed? &lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? &lt;strong&gt;Today :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Your best friend? &lt;strong&gt;Studying&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. One place that I go to over and over? &lt;strong&gt;School&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. One person who e-mails me regularly? &lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Favorite place to eat? &lt;strong&gt;Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Thanks Nat for tagging me. It's so hard to choose only six who I wanted to tag, I wanted to choose all of you!! Here we go.... I tag &lt;a href="http://www.pistachiosandrainbows.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maya&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nourishingmornings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eliza&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.allintheoats.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mitri&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.nutsandpaintedsmiles.wordpress.com/"&gt;Rachel&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.creatingsomethingnew.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jessica&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.katielauraloveslife.blogspot.com/"&gt;Katie&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: normal;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: normal;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The rest of my day will include me &lt;b&gt;studying&lt;/b&gt; at the State Library....not very fun. My first exam is tomorrow, I'm so &lt;b&gt;nervous&lt;/b&gt;, you have no idea. It's hard to study for &lt;b&gt;Literature&lt;/b&gt;, especially when you get given three passages to write on &lt;b&gt;randomly&lt;/b&gt; on the day. Breathe, Amy,&lt;b&gt; breathe&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: normal;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-weight: normal;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hope you all have a wonderful day!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-4876901238959620639?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/4876901238959620639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/howdy.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4876901238959620639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4876901238959620639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/howdy.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-471807923206015966</id><published>2009-11-03T19:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T19:40:18.429+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Buenos noches, my lovies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I ended up going my grandma's in the morning with mum, it was a little awkward but I feel so relieved that I don't live there anymore. Anyway, we went there basically just to pick up our fridge stuff that we had left there, plus some other stuff, and we ended up staying for a cup of coffee (well mum had one). After that we went to the &lt;b&gt;Radical Grocery Store&lt;/b&gt;, and bought some groceries (of course) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11066.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Parmazano vegan parmesan shaker&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;Vans Wheat free Apple Cinnamon Waffles&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Blueberry, pomegranate and red grape herbal tea&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait to try the waffles, I actually haven't had waffles since I was in&lt;b&gt; Belgium&lt;/b&gt; in 2007, when my family friend's husband, who is Belgian, made us some. They were so good. I've actually been &lt;b&gt;craving&lt;/b&gt; waffles lately, so it felt good listening to my craving and buying these. It was a hard choice between these and the &lt;b&gt;blueberry&lt;/b&gt; ones, I can tell you that much!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow morning I have a &lt;b&gt;doctor's&lt;/b&gt; appointment, and I'll be getting the results from the&lt;b&gt; blood tests&lt;/b&gt; I had last week. I hope everything is normal, because I don't want to have to get more tests. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the supermarket tonight when we were returning a dvd, I bought a cute new exercise book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11064.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yes, I am &lt;b&gt;five years old&lt;/b&gt;. But &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;so what&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, I'm off to watch Gilmore Girls now with mum, I'll chat with you lovely girls tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-471807923206015966?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/471807923206015966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/buenos-noches-my-lovies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/471807923206015966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/471807923206015966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/buenos-noches-my-lovies.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1707353366114506799</id><published>2009-11-02T16:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:28:14.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11051.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11051.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's only 4.15pm and already I want to go to bed!! I'm so &lt;b&gt;tired,&lt;/b&gt; and it's not as though I've even done anything today, except&lt;b&gt; study&lt;/b&gt;. Boooorrrring. But I really need to, because my first exam is on &lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;. Literature, by the way. Blah. I'm really hating it at the moment, it's pretty much killed my love of books. Analyzing them is &lt;b&gt;definetly&lt;/b&gt; not as fun as just reading them for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What did I have for lunch today?? &lt;b&gt;I'll bet you can guess&lt;/b&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11052.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11052.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, and it was &lt;b&gt;yummy&lt;/b&gt;, as per usual. I don't know if I've ever shown you guys properly, but here is my &lt;b&gt;favourite&lt;/b&gt; bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11053.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11053.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All gone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I tried one of the cookies I won yesterday, so good. And I also had a bit of the molasses liquorice from the hamper. My afternoon snack ended up being a &lt;i style="color: #ea9999;"&gt;pink lady apple&lt;/i&gt;. Apples are always good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11062.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11062.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight my night will probably consist of an easy dinner, followed by hours of &lt;b&gt;gilmore girls&lt;/b&gt; with my mum :) Then back to studying tomorrow. I might be going to the Radical Grocery Store as well, which is an &lt;b&gt;organic/vegan&lt;/b&gt; grocery store that I've never been to, but I got a 15% off voucher yesterday that is only for tomorrow, so hopefully I can convince mum to drive me there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a good afternoon/day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1707353366114506799?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1707353366114506799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/hola.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1707353366114506799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1707353366114506799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/hola.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-3376217835170287215</id><published>2009-11-01T19:34:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T20:34:31.716+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, my lovies.&lt;br /&gt;I have to tell you I've had an activity-filled weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, for starters, mum and I moved out of my grandparent's house &lt;b&gt;(finally)&lt;/b&gt;, and into our short term accomodation. All I can say is, thank goodness. I really think it was &lt;b&gt;fundamental&lt;/b&gt; to my &lt;b&gt;sanity&lt;/b&gt; that we leave that house, and I'm not joking. I feel so free now, as though I can finally focus on myself without worrying what other people will say about it. My mum is so&lt;b&gt; supportive&lt;/b&gt; right now, and she said that she will eat exactly what I eat from now on, if it will help me to&lt;b&gt; get better&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, my cousin took me out for my first ever night of &lt;b&gt;nightclubbing&lt;/b&gt;. It was....interesting to say the least, but definetly heaps of fun, and I really enjoyed myself. We got picked up by quite a few guys, two who looked 30ish (ew!!) and all of whom were&lt;b&gt; drunk&lt;/b&gt;. My cousin hooked up with a guy, it was hilarious. I really loved the outfit I wore, it was my favourite lace neck top, with shorts and pretty tights underneath. I'll post photos some other time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, after getting home at 2am, I woke up at about 9am, had breakfast, and then got ready for the day's activities: number one, &lt;b&gt;World Vegan Day&lt;/b&gt;. It was held at a place called Abbortsford Convent, and the place was so beautiful, I will post a phone picture that I took at another time, it was &lt;b&gt;gorgeous&lt;/b&gt;. I entered a raffle when I got there, not really expecting to win anything, but I did!! I won a hamper filled with &lt;b&gt;vegan goodies&lt;/b&gt; :) It had Orgran products, Eco Silk bags, vouchers, carob bars, sweet william samples and vegan pet food (which I'm going to give to my friend, seeing as how I don't have any pets).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11033.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Orgran goodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11047.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11047.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You can bet I'll be trying these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11040.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11040.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;World Vegan Day was awesome, I loved looking (and even trying) the different foods and everything around. I also bought an environmental bag, and a sticker sheet of animal rights stickers that are so &lt;b&gt;adorable&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11050.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My favourite is the lifesaver pig one :) Sorry, the photo is a bit dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great day, which ended with the best thing - I bought myself a &lt;b&gt;Macbook Pro&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;About two months ago, my Oma gave me some money, and I didn't think I &lt;b&gt;deserved&lt;/b&gt; anything, so I didn't even cash in the cheque. Well today, I went to the Mac store and I bought what I've wanted for years. It's so cute and &lt;b&gt;perfect &lt;/b&gt;for me, I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11049.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11049.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well I'm off to watch 17 Again with my mum now. &lt;i&gt;Goodnight!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-3376217835170287215?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3376217835170287215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-my-lovies.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3376217835170287215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3376217835170287215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-my-lovies.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-3583413066486339871</id><published>2009-10-30T14:11:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T14:11:15.948+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Continuing with the &lt;b&gt;'oats for lunch'&lt;/b&gt; tradition.&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11014.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and here's a mid morning snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11013.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11013.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After lunch I was still feeling a bit hungry, so I decided to treat myself, and have one of the&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Sweet William chocolates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; my mum put in my &lt;b&gt;birthday&lt;/b&gt; goodie bag. It was only tiny, but it was still good to know that I was challenging myself, and &lt;b&gt;challenging ED&lt;/b&gt;, even by just eating this tiny little vegan chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11016.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11016.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Plus it was &lt;b&gt;yummy&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Other than that, blog reading, and sipping on &lt;b&gt;copious&lt;/b&gt; amounts of ginger tea, I haven't been up to much today. My friend and I were meant to go to the beach, seeing as the weather was forecast to be 28 degrees, but it was raining and grey this morning so we decided to do it another time. I have to write a list of the food mum and I need to take with us to our 'in transit' house, because we have bought many things whilst living here, that only we (&lt;b&gt;well basically I&lt;/b&gt;) eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've already prepared dinner for tonight, because with my chickpea curry I have noticed that it tastes even better than usual if you leave it for a few hours, because the &lt;b&gt;spices&lt;/b&gt; really sink in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you, have a &lt;b&gt;great day&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-3583413066486339871?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3583413066486339871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/continuing-with-oats-for-lunch.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3583413066486339871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3583413066486339871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/continuing-with-oats-for-lunch.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-87424557351366406</id><published>2009-10-29T21:27:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T21:27:23.949+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night my mum and I had a long conversation about things. Things in general, as well as my feelings. Some of you may know that for the past three months I've been living with my grandparents, as well as my mum, who I normally live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course I love my family, but my grandma can be very &lt;b&gt;analytical and critica&lt;/b&gt;l about everything I do, wear, or, as it has come to light lately, &lt;b&gt;eat&lt;/b&gt;. She never seems to be happy with me, and I always feel upset or flustered after talking to her, because she seems to want to turn every conversation into a form of argument. She also can make quite &lt;b&gt;harsh&lt;/b&gt; comments that stick with me a while. If I say I'm cold, for example, (this happened yesterday), she'll say it's because I have no fat on me. When I'm cooking something to eat, she always asks what it is, then proceeds to turn her nose up at it or make some other comment. She's good friends with my great-aunt - who has a daughter, my cousin, who is the same age as me who I'm close friends with - and constantly tells me how S does this, and S does that, and oh my S is just so perfect and &lt;i&gt;why aren't you like her?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I remember, back when I had lost a bit of weight, but was just down to a healthy weight, she would still poke my stomach and say "you just need to get rid of that tummy now". It's like, when I was overweight and healthy she would make horrible comments, and now that I'm the way I am now she still makes those comments. What will ever make her happy? &lt;b&gt;I doubt anything will&lt;/b&gt;. And living here, where I'm home most of the time at the moment because school has finished/I had lots of spare periods, and she only works twice a week, I just feel so....&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;isolated&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. And my mum has been focusing on her new job, and hasn't really been home that much, so I feel alone, and suffocated, and isolated, and upset. I told her this last night, and I actually got quite upset when I told her pretty much what I just told you guys - that she makes hurtful comments, and makes me feel inadequate. We hugged for a long time, and she apologized for not being around, and reminded me that her and I are a team, and that it's always going to be her and I, &lt;b&gt;no matter what&lt;/b&gt;. This made me feel more reassured, and I felt a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thank goodness we're moving into our short-term place on Saturday, is all I can say. I think that recovery will be so much easier without all the problems here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3 Thanks for reading my long rant, I &lt;b&gt;love&lt;/b&gt; you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-87424557351366406?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/87424557351366406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-night-my-mum-and-i-had-long.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/87424557351366406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/87424557351366406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-night-my-mum-and-i-had-long.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-2842376843871726582</id><published>2009-10-29T16:10:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T16:10:59.081+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No photos again today, sorry. I have misplaced my camera, hopefully I find it when I'm packing!! There's a few things I need to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some fruit and carrots for breakfast, followed by a lovely lunch of &lt;b&gt;porridge&lt;/b&gt;. I love having porridge for lunch, because, well I love porridge in general, and I feel like having it at lunch gives me more time to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audition went okay last night, my voice cracked on some of the &lt;b&gt;top notes&lt;/b&gt; of the scales, but other than that I think I did okay. I can't remember when I'm supposed to find out whether I got in or not, I think it's within the next week or so. 90 people auditioned apparently, and there are &lt;b&gt;45 spots&lt;/b&gt;. Keep your fingers and toes crossed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so warm today, it's about 28 degrees and so beautiful!! Really&lt;b&gt; unusual&lt;/b&gt; for Melbourne weather, because our weather is usually so unpredictable, but mostly cold/stormy/windy/rainy. Today is just nice and &lt;b&gt;sunny&lt;/b&gt; and bright, it's so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm about to go watch some Veronica Mars. Have a good afternoon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-2842376843871726582?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/2842376843871726582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-photos-again-today-sorry.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2842376843871726582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2842376843871726582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-photos-again-today-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7094819605914961271</id><published>2009-10-28T16:32:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:32:45.643+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tonight I have an audition for a yabc (musical theatre) tour. I'm really nervous, I can't remember my monologue off by heart, and my voice is giving me trouble. I don't want to go anymore, but I really want to at the same time. I hate &lt;b&gt;nerves&lt;/b&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went for blood tests, and I had to get jabbed&lt;b&gt; twice &lt;/b&gt;because the lady forgot to put the vacuum seal on the needle!! &lt;b&gt;Double ouch&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to take photos today, but I promise I'll remember tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7094819605914961271?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7094819605914961271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/tonight-i-have-audition-for-yabc.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7094819605914961271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7094819605914961271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/tonight-i-have-audition-for-yabc.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8053250013944091421</id><published>2009-10-27T14:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:36:57.222+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I'm &lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;eighteen&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was quite a relaxing day, I watched gossip girl, went out for coffee with my mum during her lunch break, went out for dinner with my mum and my grandparents, and then went out for a cocktail with my mum. All in all an enjoyable day, but it went a&lt;b&gt; bit too fast&lt;/b&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I &lt;b&gt;definetly&lt;/b&gt; started the day off right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC11008.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was at work, so I sang &lt;i&gt;happy birthday&lt;/i&gt; to myself :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I went to the doctors, for a checkup. Tomorrow I'm getting blood tests, and this week I have to keep a food diary for my doctor, so they can see what might be affecting my stomach. Hopefully it all clears up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'm still lying here, watching gossip girl. I might go out and get some fresh air later on in the afternoon, but for now I'm quite content to watch television and read blogs, and &lt;b&gt;relax&lt;/b&gt; the day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, we only get one life, don't we?&lt;br /&gt;We must live it to the &lt;b&gt;fullest&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8053250013944091421?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8053250013944091421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-im-eighteen.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8053250013944091421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8053250013944091421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-im-eighteen.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7422868255078422777</id><published>2009-10-25T20:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T20:17:28.624+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was my &lt;b&gt;last day of being seventeen&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wasn't feeling too well this morning, still, but remembering the lovely Eliza's challenge, I still enjoyed a (late) breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;English muffin&lt;/i&gt; with &lt;i style="color: #741b47;"&gt;fruits of the forest jam&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10936.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10936.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was great, and I think I enjoyed it even more knowing that I was &lt;b&gt;challenging&lt;/b&gt; myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This afternoon/tonight my auntie, uncle and my two young cousins came over to celebrate my birthday. We had a bbq for dinner, and I had some vegie sausages and salad. I also enjoyed some of my birthday cake, even though my tummy was still unhappy. I figured, it's my birthday, I should just &lt;b&gt;do it&lt;/b&gt;. I'm really excited for tomorrow, I got one of my presents tonight, from my uncle and auntie, which was season two and the beginning of season three of &lt;b&gt;gossip girl&lt;/b&gt;. Can you guess what I'll be doing tomorrow? :P I still have yet to recieve the other present from them, and I will be opening that and my other presents tomorrow night when I go out for dinner with my grandparents and my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll leave you with this photo, taken tonight of my 5-year old cousin and I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10965.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7422868255078422777?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7422868255078422777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-my-last-day-of-being.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7422868255078422777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7422868255078422777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-my-last-day-of-being.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-5085613767840193703</id><published>2009-10-24T18:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T18:00:43.118+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I should probably clear something up in regards to my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The photos on the blog &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;are not all that I eat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. I eat much more than this, the photos are just basically from when I remember to take them, which at school is kind of hard to do.&amp;nbsp; I am quite the snacky girl, I'm sure you'd realize if you knew me, and I definetly &lt;b&gt;don't &lt;/b&gt;just eat what is pictured here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girls.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-5085613767840193703?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/5085613767840193703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-i-should-probably-clear.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5085613767840193703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5085613767840193703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-think-i-should-probably-clear.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7826275071272061178</id><published>2009-10-24T13:49:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T13:54:47.708+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel sick/sore/slightly nauseous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not so good when you have to go to dancing for 3 hours. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't been in a very good mood today. I woke up several times throughout the night feeling &lt;b&gt;nauseous&lt;/b&gt;, and I almost wished I could just throw up and get it over with, but my body seems to have some weird no vomit rule. Okay, that's &lt;b&gt;gross&lt;/b&gt;, sorry. Anyway, I was making breakfast, trying to get some nutrients before the big 3 hour slog, and my grandpa says "are you really going to eat all that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry, but not exactly the best question to ask someone, I mean he probably doesn't know that I have/had ED, but it's still not the nicest thing to ask a young girl. After he said it, my mind started racing with "yeah you don't need this, you're sick anyway" but I still ended up making and eating my oats, even if it was a challenge to&lt;b&gt; stomach it&lt;/b&gt;. Then my grandma says to me, after breakfast, I really need to go see a doctor because she thinks I'm not getting enough iron, and that's why I'm getting so nauseous. Fair enough. Okay. But then when my mum comes in, my grandma goes on to berate her and say that I really need to go see doctors, because I'm looking (quote) &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"skeletal"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. What a great thing, because ED really thrived on it. I tried to push ed out of my head, it was such a big challenge because all I wanted to do after that was go back to bed. In the car mum commented that I had been looking a bit too thin, and ed was like "too thin? show her too thin" but I shut it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about this post being a downer, but I feel really&lt;b&gt; disgusting&lt;/b&gt; and blahh and wish my body would just let me be sick so I can feel better. Then my mood might increase. Hopefully I feel better by monday &lt;b&gt;(my birthday)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love you&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7826275071272061178?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7826275071272061178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-sicksoreslightly-nauseous.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7826275071272061178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7826275071272061178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-feel-sicksoreslightly-nauseous.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7500831954582347646</id><published>2009-10-23T19:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T19:23:57.327+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was muck up day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or at least, it was &lt;b&gt;supposed&lt;/b&gt; to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I got up, got ready, and the beginnings of &lt;b&gt;nausea&lt;/b&gt; came on. Not a fun thing first thing in the morning. I thought it was perhaps because I hadn't had anything to eat, so I fixed myself some &lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;blueberry oats&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10916.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10916.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These didn't help. I still felt as though I needed to stay around a bathroom at&lt;b&gt; all times&lt;/b&gt;. 10am came, the time I was meant to leave for school, and I still felt horrible. There I was, sitting in my costume, upset because I couldn't go to muck up day. I was &lt;b&gt;shattered&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had to keep forcing myself to eat all day, because I knew that if I didn't, I would most likely feel worse. Here's some of my eats: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10928.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10928.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10929.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10931.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10931.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh so steamy. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+ unpictured items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even though today didn't turn out the way I planned, and I ended up missing out on a rite of passage, I spent an otherwise nice day snuggled on the couch with my grandma making me feel better (well trying to). Tomorrow I have yabc, so hopefully I feel better for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll leave you with this photo of me&lt;b&gt; pre-sicky tummy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10913.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Can you guess who I was? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7500831954582347646?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7500831954582347646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-muck-up-day.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7500831954582347646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7500831954582347646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-muck-up-day.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1799778286769997891</id><published>2009-10-22T17:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T17:40:05.266+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10895.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10895.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What a lovely way to start the morning, a &lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;pink lady apple&lt;/i&gt; with &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/i&gt; on top. And a morning snack of a &lt;i style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;berry fruit leather&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10897.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10897.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was my &lt;b&gt;last day of high school&lt;/b&gt;, and it was a bit bizarre. I got to school earlier than usual, during my free period, because I had to do a Media sac and hand in some Literature work in order to pass. I had made a plan with my Media teacher to do the sac, and I had told him that I'd meet him at his office during my free period. I got to school, went to his office, waited &lt;strike&gt;ten&lt;/strike&gt; twenty minutes, and then figured that he wasn't showing up. Freaking out&lt;b&gt; just&lt;/b&gt; a little bit, I went and gave in my Literature work, and then decided to go into the city to buy shoes for tomorrow to go with my costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch was&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;cold oats with blueberries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Each bite tasted like blueberry muffin. I wish they were &lt;b&gt;warm&lt;/b&gt; oats, but I really wanted them for lunch. I didn't use the fork by the way, that was waiting to be put into my lunchbox. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10899.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10899.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; On my way back to school, I bought a larabar for my mum, and decided to try out a new bar for me. I didn't manage to get a good picture of the wrapper today, but because I only ate half of it, I'll take a picture tomorrow. It was&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt;blueberry muffin crunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; flavour, and it tasted like &lt;b&gt;cookie dough&lt;/b&gt;, almost. It was a bit more processed tasting than a larabar, but still good. The other half of my afternoon snack was &lt;i style="color: orange;"&gt;carrots&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10901.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; I don't know why I felt the need to show you what carrots look like. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner, which shall be consumed &lt;b&gt;soon&lt;/b&gt;, is a &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;beetroot salad&lt;/i&gt;. In my wiggles lunchbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10902.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10902.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so glad to be finished with high school, you have no idea. I did manage to pass media, by the way. My media teacher said he will just use the results from one of my practice sacs.Tomorrow is &lt;b&gt;muck up day&lt;/b&gt;, and I shall reveal my costume to you afterwards. Then I have a week of studying/my &lt;b&gt;birthday&lt;/b&gt; week, then exams start. I'm feeling pretty confident, I just think I need to manage my anxiety a bit better so that things that have happened in some sacs this year don't happen in exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a nice morning/afternoon/night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1799778286769997891?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1799778286769997891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-lovely-way-to-start-morning-pink.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1799778286769997891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1799778286769997891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-lovely-way-to-start-morning-pink.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-9183050147847662254</id><published>2009-10-20T20:09:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:09:58.972+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I had some &lt;i style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;banana bread&lt;/i&gt; for breakfast. It was &lt;b&gt;delicious&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch was&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;ru&lt;/span&gt;it &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;sa&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;ad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, unphotographed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today the weather was so nice, apart from the wind. I was boiling when I got home, so I had a &lt;i style="color: orange;"&gt;mango sorbet&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10892.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10892.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's so so so so good and it cooled me right down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner was unphotographed, it was&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;mash pumpkin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;falafel&lt;/i&gt;. I always have a way of coming up with weird food combinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(As of tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;1&lt;/b&gt; day left of high school (thursday is my last day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; days until my eighteenth birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;29&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;days until the end of exams. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a nice night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-9183050147847662254?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/9183050147847662254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-morning-i-had-some-banana-bread.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/9183050147847662254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/9183050147847662254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-morning-i-had-some-banana-bread.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-517875590032298085</id><published>2009-10-19T16:58:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T16:58:13.400+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My porridge turned out way better this morning. I didn't add any cocoa powder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10884.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10884.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was my &lt;b&gt;third last day of high school&lt;/b&gt;. Celebration/muck up day is on friday, and I have Wednesdays off, so those days don't count. I only had one class (International Studies) where I completed my&lt;b&gt; last ever &lt;/b&gt;International Studies SAC!! It felt so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I got home I made myself some lunch, which was &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;chickpea curry&lt;/i&gt;. It was yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10888.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steamy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After lunch I decided to make some &lt;i style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;banana bread&lt;/i&gt;. It didn't really turn out well, and turned out short. I still ate two pieces (naughty girl, I know) because it was&lt;b&gt; delicious&lt;/b&gt;!! This will make a perfect breakfast for tomorrow morning, because I never have time for porridge on Tuesdays and always have to rush it in. My stomach hurts, I think it's because of having the extra food, I don't know. Oh well :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10889.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spent my free time today making a countdown to the things I'm looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(As of tomorrow) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;days left of high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;6&lt;/b&gt; days until my eighteenth birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;30&lt;/b&gt; days until the end of exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't wait for the second thing especially ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a nice afternoon/night!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-517875590032298085?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/517875590032298085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-porridge-turned-out-way-better-this.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/517875590032298085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/517875590032298085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-porridge-turned-out-way-better-this.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-2850138597340202127</id><published>2009-10-18T21:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T21:42:21.724+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10874.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10874.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That looks pretty, doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well it looked great, but wasn't so satisfying &lt;b&gt;taste-wise&lt;/b&gt;. This was oats with &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;cocoa powder&lt;/i&gt;, and the usual sprinklings of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;mixed spice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="color: #e69138;"&gt;brown sugar&lt;/i&gt;. These were added after, as I didn't like the taste of the plain cocoa-fied oats. I could've started over, but I really really really hate wasting food. Especially oats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I guess I learnt why I never stray from my usual combination of flavours. How disappointing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight, my family were going to a barbecue, and I had to go, so I decided to bring something for me. I knew if I didn't, I would probably have nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I made &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #bf9000;"&gt;falafels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The box said 6 servings, but I managed to make about twenty little balls of falafel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10877.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10877.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They smelled soooo good, I wish I could send the smell through the computer, it was &lt;b&gt;that good&lt;/b&gt;. The falafel tasted pretty good too, but I think they need to be a bit more heated next time I eat them (but that was because everyone took ages to get to the table).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow is my third last day of high school. Woah. It's so satisfying yet scary to say that. I can't wait for it all to be over so it can a) &lt;b&gt;be my birthday&lt;/b&gt; and b) just be finished!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hopefully tomorrow my oats turn out better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-2850138597340202127?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/2850138597340202127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-looks-pretty-doesnt-it-well-it.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2850138597340202127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2850138597340202127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/that-looks-pretty-doesnt-it-well-it.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-3028390065361880768</id><published>2009-10-17T18:30:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T18:30:34.379+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast this morning was quick and unphotographed, because I had &lt;b&gt;yabc&lt;/b&gt; at 9am. Afterwards, I was meant to go to a lecture for International Studies, but I was feeling headachy and tired, so I went home to enjoy a &lt;i style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;s&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;/i&gt; for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10872.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10872.jpg" width="120" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;They don't taste too much like strawberries, they smell delicious though. And of course, &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;sultanas&lt;/i&gt; are always yummy, and this packet is so cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dinner, I tried something new, and kind of just experimented a bit. I had &lt;i style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;bulghur&lt;/i&gt;, with some curry spice and nutritional yeast. There was also some &lt;i style="color: red;"&gt;cherry tomatoes&lt;/i&gt; on the side.&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: bulghur is yummy. This will &lt;b&gt;definetly&lt;/b&gt; be making a reappearance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10873.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10873.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm all full now, and I'm so exhausted. It's not even that late yet!! I still haven't been to the gym today, so I might let my dinner digest for a bit and then do that. Oh my goodness it's so freezing here. Melbourne weather is so unpredictable. And my grandparents refuse to turn the heater on. I'm almost &lt;b&gt;shivering&lt;/b&gt;!! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think I'll go read some blogs now. &lt;b&gt;Love you all.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-3028390065361880768?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3028390065361880768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-there-breakfast-this-morning-was.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3028390065361880768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3028390065361880768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-there-breakfast-this-morning-was.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-838827171114254973</id><published>2009-10-16T16:56:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T16:56:44.937+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Since the lovely Eliza and Karina said they would like to see my media work, I thought I'd start off by posting &lt;b&gt;a couple of the photos&lt;/b&gt; in this post. These are the ones that they put on display, there was about 12 in total in the collection. They're based on a poem I wrote, my friend was the model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10081copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10081copy.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10105copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10105copy.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10135copy23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10135copy23.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10400copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10400copy.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/image22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/image22.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I was looking in the programme, and under 'highly commended' students, I couldn't find my name!! For a while I thought maybe I actually hadn't won an award. But then the presenter explained that the piece of paper attached to the programme (the one I was reading) was students who were highly commended on their work, but didn't win an award. Then I looked again, and I realized that I didn't just win any award, but I won the award for&lt;b&gt; 'Best photography production'&lt;/b&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was so happy and suprised!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's my award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10870.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I won a mini external hard drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight I'm having chickpea curry for dinner, I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-838827171114254973?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/838827171114254973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-since-lovely-eliza-and-karina.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/838827171114254973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/838827171114254973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-since-lovely-eliza-and-karina.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1515986067525237825</id><published>2009-10-15T16:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:57:44.360+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10863.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10863.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My porridge has been very thick and fluffy lately. I love it. I'm still sticking with my usual combo of &lt;i style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;brown sugar&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;mixed spice&lt;/i&gt;, but I'm thinking of trying some &lt;i style="color: #783f04;"&gt;cocoa powder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;in them this weekend. &lt;b&gt;Has anyone else tried this?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I was in a bit of a mood because there was no oats left!! Well, why not try something else for breakfast you say? I'm reluctant to give up my favourite food, and it always leaves me feeling happy and satisfied. My grandma drove me to the supermarket last night on her way to squash, but they had &lt;b&gt;NO OATS?!?!? &lt;/b&gt;What kind of supermarket would have run out of oats?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Luckily, my grandmother is lovely, and even though her work is a ten minute walk away, this morning before she left, she drove me to another supermarket where I found my beloved oats. Then she drove me back home so I could go to the gym and continue my day as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After she left, I spent the morning reading blogs, and watching some television. Mid-morning I had a lovely snack of an &lt;i style="color: lime;"&gt;apple&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10866.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10866.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's some of my lunch. I always pack my lunch in my wiggles lunchbox, then remember I'm eating at home!! It's a habit with me on Thursdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10867.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm currently enjoying some &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;sultanas&lt;/i&gt;. Dinner will be quick and light, because after a bit of my evening class I have to go to my school's art show opening because &lt;b&gt;I won an award for my media photography!! &lt;/b&gt;I recieved a phone call last night from my principal, who wanted to tell me the news (when I heard her voice on my answering machine I thought I was in trouble!). I hate getting up in front of everyone, but it will be good to see my work on display (if not a little embarrassing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a nice afternoon/night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1515986067525237825?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1515986067525237825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/hola.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1515986067525237825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1515986067525237825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/hola.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1393779342422683122</id><published>2009-10-13T21:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T21:01:36.683+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm about to go play the Sims 3, but before I do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This will just be a short post, because I'm really tired and all I feel like doing is playing the Sims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next Friday is my last day of year 12, and we have a day called "muck up day" where we have to dress up. The theme this year is "favourite movie character". I'm completely blank for this, I have no idea what/who to dress up as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Any ideas??&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be forever grateful!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Good night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1393779342422683122?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1393779342422683122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-about-to-go-play-sims-3-but-before-i.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1393779342422683122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1393779342422683122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-about-to-go-play-sims-3-but-before-i.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-6719339679163090534</id><published>2009-10-12T20:19:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T20:19:46.339+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The birthday countdown continues..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14 days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Today was a pretty normal day, I had my monday class (International Studies), then went home and had an easy lunch. Later on in the afternoon I went for a walk up to the supermarket to get some things for my grandma, and returned an hour (!) later. I just get caught up in supermarkets, they soothe me so much....wow I'm weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I came home and put on part of my dinner, because this part usually takes a while. I had decided on having &lt;i style="color: orange;"&gt;pumpkin fries&lt;/i&gt;, with &lt;i style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;apple cinnamon puree/sauce&lt;/i&gt;. The portion I cut up seemed big enough when I measured it/put it in the oven, but I forgot one important thing: &lt;b&gt;when you put pumpkins/sweet potatoes in the oven, they shrink!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10858.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10858.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well, they still tasted yum, with sprinklings of &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;paprika&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;over the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I also had some cherry tomatoes and capsicum on the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I went down to the gym an hour after dinner, I was happily doing my sudoku on the exercise bike when another lady came in. This gym isn't an actual gym by the way, it's the gym in my grandparent's apartment building. For some reason, I get really intimidated when there's other people in the gym. And I wanted to do my sit ups afterwards, but I hate doing them in front of people, so I stayed on the bike an extra &lt;b&gt;20 minutes!! &lt;/b&gt;I guess it was good, extra exercise, but the lady kept staring at me and freaking me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I have a Media SAC tomorrow morning first up, so I should really study.. I always find it hard to get up on tuesday mornings, and fit in everything, breakfast, etc. Oats take too long, but nothing fills me up like they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Goodnight,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-6719339679163090534?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/6719339679163090534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-countdown-continues.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6719339679163090534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6719339679163090534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/birthday-countdown-continues.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-2236938158575732792</id><published>2009-10-11T18:46:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T18:46:09.540+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just thought I'd do a quick post about my dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've had a craving for mexican food for a while, so mum and I decided to use the Healthy Fiesta burrito kit by Old el Paso. We used chickpeas instead of meat, and it turned out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10857.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10857.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had two of these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel as though I've had a really indulgent day today. First pancakes, then gelato when we were in the city, now burritos. It's as though I can't really justify it to myself. I know that these things were quite healthy, but my stomach and ed don't seem to be thanking me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know, it's as if whatever I eat is wrong somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about making the post a downer. I'm off to the gym to try my new workout ball that I got today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-2236938158575732792?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/2236938158575732792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-thought-id-do-quick-post-about-my.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2236938158575732792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2236938158575732792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-thought-id-do-quick-post-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-6719978290928224201</id><published>2009-10-11T11:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T11:36:20.836+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After going for my traditional Sunday morning walk/grocery shopping with my mum, we decided we deserved some pancakes. Not just any kind, mind you, these were&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Chocolate Pancakes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;We started off with a pancake mix I had bought a few weeks ago, but never used.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10855.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10855.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;Then we added water, as the mix suggested, and added some &lt;i style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;cocoa powder&lt;/i&gt;. And half an hour later (we made a whole batch, warming them in the oven so we could eat together) was our brunch of &lt;i style="color: #783f04;"&gt;chocolate pancakes&lt;/i&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;Voila!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10856.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10856.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;They were tiny, and we had about six mini ones each. The pancakes weren't too filling, or sweet, and tasted like chocolate souffle!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;YUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;After indulging our tummies, we are going to go on another walk into the city. It's really nice weather, so there's no use wasting it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-6719978290928224201?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/6719978290928224201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-going-for-my-traditional-sunday.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6719978290928224201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6719978290928224201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-going-for-my-traditional-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-6953419976384472919</id><published>2009-10-10T17:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T17:23:35.205+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love sultanas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/162441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/162441.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also known as raisins. They're sweet, but satisfying. Above is the little pack I had for my afternoon snack today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I woke up sooo early this morning, went to the gym, had breakfast, then went to my first &lt;b&gt;yabc&lt;/b&gt; class for term four. It was good, except I felt faint and weak during dance warm up, and couldn't do any of the jumps/turns, because I was all dizzy. We learnt our last song for the end of year concert, it's so short!! Seriously, it's like 1 minute long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mum picked me up from yabc, which was nice, because usually I have to wait &lt;b&gt;twenty five minutes&lt;/b&gt; for the train. We went to go pick up the mail, and I saw that I had a letter from my PPK penpal!! I felt really bad though, because the letter had obviously come a couple of weeks ago. But we haven't checked our PO Box in a month, because we've been so busy trying to find a house :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got home, I made myself a yummy chickpea curry, and a cup of ginger tea. I chilled out by watching &lt;b&gt;glee&lt;/b&gt;, reading blogs, and watching the &lt;b&gt;Simpsons movie&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today has been a relaxing day. I have an idea in the works for tomorrow's breakfast, so hopefully it works out well and I can show you all tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-6953419976384472919?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/6953419976384472919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-sultanas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6953419976384472919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6953419976384472919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-sultanas.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-492565862644192698</id><published>2009-10-09T20:04:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T20:10:13.219+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was quite uneventful. I don't even have any photos (sorry)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I had an early breakfast, because today was a Friday (one of my full days, like Tuesday). I got to school just in time for a Philosophy SAC, the last Philosophy one ever!! I feel like I did okay on it, considering I didn't really understand the texts we were analyzing, I wrote 3 and a bit pages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next I had Literature, which was a bit of a yawn (as always). I feel like year 12 Literature has sucked my love of books from me. It's quite boring at the moment, but I only have three more classes of it left forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;At lunchtime I didn't do much. Well I spent basically the whole time on the phone with my mum, because she had to fix something with my university application. Then I went and bought &lt;b&gt;Lara bars&lt;/b&gt; to send to &lt;a href="http://www.prettyflowersx.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lucy &amp;lt;3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After lunch I had Media, which was alright. We were revising for a SAC that's on Tuesday. My Media teacher makes me laugh, he kept coming in (he was back and forth between the classroom and the computer lab where some of the other students were) and singing tv theme songs, making us guess what the song was from. It was hilarious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After school I caught up with a few of my yabc (musical theatre) friends, from the group I got promoted from mid year. I miss them, but the group is so different now, I much prefer mine. Speaking of which, I have my first class back for the term tomorrow morning at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about such a boring post, my day was really not very exciting at all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-492565862644192698?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/492565862644192698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-quite-uneventful.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/492565862644192698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/492565862644192698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-was-quite-uneventful.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-2874548524750631355</id><published>2009-10-08T16:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T16:53:45.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today started off well enough, with my usual bowl of oats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10836.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10836.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt quite confident and ready for my International Studies SAC (test), and spent the morning revising, as you can see below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10850.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10850.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My International Studies books + lunch: &lt;i style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;apple strawberry puree&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;strawberries&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I felt so ready for this SAC, you have no idea. I got on the tram and train happily, walked from the station into school, and sat down at my desk. My teacher handed out the papers, and as soon as I turned mine over, I begun reading (we had ten minutes reading time). It was as though the questions were no longer in English, the paper blurred and the words distorted, and I couldn't take any of it in. I couldn't think straight, tears formed, and my brain turned to mush. I stood up and quietly asked the teacher if I could speak to her in the hallway. She's going to let me re take the SAC next week, thank goodness. I was asked to go home. On the way home I burst into tears and had to stop in an empty park to sit there and sob. The thoughts going through my mind were definetly not &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amy's &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;thoughts, they were ed's. This made me even more upset, and I managed (slowly) to get on the train and go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I debated not having a snack when I got home, but I felt so weak and shaky that I really needed to have one. The snack was one of the positives of my day, it was a fruit bar that I got for 20c at the supermarket yesterday, that mum and I bought quite a few of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10854.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The flavour was &lt;i style="color: #741b47;"&gt;mixed berry&lt;/i&gt;, and it was made completely out of dried fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the moment I'm just lying on the couch, reading blogs and watching cartoons. It's soothing, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't exactly know what happened today, but I hated it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-2874548524750631355?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/2874548524750631355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-started-off-well-enough-with-my.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2874548524750631355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2874548524750631355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-started-off-well-enough-with-my.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-4622348744768033141</id><published>2009-10-07T15:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T15:48:41.583+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10833.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10833.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Good afternoon, lovelies. I find it funny saying that when there is a photo of porridge above this sentence, but it is actually afternoon here. Above is what I had for breakfast this morning, after a nice sleep in and leisurely cycle on the exercise bike. 1/2 cup of oats, soaked in 1.5 cups of water, with sprinklings of &lt;i style="color: #660000;"&gt;cinnamon&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;mixed spice&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;and 1 tsp of &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; The mixed spice has cinnamon in it already, but not enough for my liking, hence the extra cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I have Wednesdays off, so today I managed to sleep in until 9am, before my usual exercise routine, then home for the oats above. After that I caught up on some blogs, then started studying for a International Studies SAC that I have tomorrow :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I went for a nice walk up to the grocery store before lunch time, in which I bought nothing for myself!! Only groceries for my grandparents. I had two lovely cups of&lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;lemon and ginger tea&lt;/i&gt; after lunch, and treated myself to two &lt;i style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;coconut-rice bites&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I watched the Flinstones and the Jetsons this morning, which made my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a lovely rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-4622348744768033141?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/4622348744768033141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-afternoon-lovelies.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4622348744768033141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4622348744768033141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/good-afternoon-lovelies.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-5747021482609539623</id><published>2009-10-06T17:29:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:30:15.375+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I had 1/2 cup of oats cooked in water, with &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;mixed spice (cinnamon, nutmeg, allspice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. It was yum, I love spices. I've started questioning how much oats I put in, how much do you guys put in??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I had a full day at school today, and at recess I had a small &lt;i style="color: yellow;"&gt;banana&lt;/i&gt;. I had a really long philosophy class, in which I thought I was going to have a SAC, but it turned out I wrote the date down wrong, and it is actually on Friday. That made my day a bit better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch was soooo good. In my new lunchbox I had &lt;i style="color: magenta;"&gt;strawberries&lt;/i&gt;, and one of my &lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;apple cinnamon purees&lt;/i&gt;. It was my first time trying these, and I have to tell you, so so so so good. The cinnamon ratio was perfect, and the apples were yum. Who would've guessed that these were from the 'baby food' section? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, here's a picture of my lunchbox. Ain't it cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10818.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10818.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And here's one of the things I bought yesterday: &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;Coconut-Rice Bites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Apple Cinnamon purees&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10819.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, season one of Sabrina calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-5747021482609539623?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/5747021482609539623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-morning-i-had-12-cup-of-oats.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5747021482609539623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5747021482609539623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-morning-i-had-12-cup-of-oats.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-3726313750041061398</id><published>2009-10-05T20:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T20:03:55.648+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10815.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10815.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast this morning was the usual - &lt;i&gt;Porridge with &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;cinnamon and brown sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. You may see that this bowl is different than my usual blue bowls, last week I bought a cute &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;hello kitty &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;bowl from safeway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been meaning to try a new breakfast, but I don't know, porridge is so safe to me, and it keeps me full, so I don't really want to try anything else. I want to try a recipe for apples in porridge that I recieved in a comment, but I haven't got sultanas yet, so I can't do that yet. Yesterday I bought some cloves, and today I bought mixed spice, so I might try these tomorrow in my porridge, sans sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight, mum and I walked up to &lt;b&gt;Passion Foods&lt;/b&gt;, where I have never been before. It's really nice, and I saw a lot of things I would've liked to look at, but we didn't have much time. We ended up buying some coconut bite things, and some apple cinnamon puree/sauce. I'll put photos of them up tomorrow, because my grandparents and mum are currently in the room and look at me weirdly when I photograph my food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today was the first day of the last term of school. My last term of school, ever!! I'm so excited, because I really just want it to be over. It's getting so monotonous, and it's making me a bit stressed as well. Bring on exams, so I can just get them over with!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I have a sac tomorrow for Philosophy, which I haven't studied for, so I should go do that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-3726313750041061398?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3726313750041061398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/breakfast-this-morning-was-usual.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3726313750041061398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3726313750041061398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/breakfast-this-morning-was-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-5526848096419354734</id><published>2009-10-04T15:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T15:03:08.248+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm feeling better today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Last night I went a bit crazy, so forgive me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I woke up and forgot that it was daylight savings, and my phone hadn't changed time. So instead of being 8.30am, it was actually 9.30am. I got up, went to the gym. I came back early because I felt sick. I felt as though I couldn't stomach anything, but forced myself to eat a banana because mum and I were about to go on a walk. I'm glad I did, because we got back at 11.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For brunch I had &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;blueberry pancakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, and they were delicious. My afternoon snack whilst watching &lt;b&gt;Veronica Mars &lt;/b&gt;was half an orange. Yummm. I'm starting to get back into them, after ages of not getting them for some reason. I think they're rivalling apples for my love :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I'm not sure what I'll have for dinner yet, but I'm thinking maybe chickpea curry again. I love it, plus we don't have much else in the house at the moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's only 3pm, so my craving may change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just wanted to thank you guys for your comments, and thank some of you for inspiring me to nourish myself, and enjoy life. Most of my inspiration in the past few days has come from these two lovelies, &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maya&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;and &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Eliza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;, so I want to thank them both :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Have a great day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-5526848096419354734?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/5526848096419354734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-feeling-better-today.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5526848096419354734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/5526848096419354734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-feeling-better-today.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8777194789580929501</id><published>2009-10-03T17:08:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T17:12:07.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This may be triggering.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;I hate parties. I never used to, but now I do.&lt;br /&gt;People kept saying how they couldn't recognize me, how different I looked. One of my great aunties actually said "you look good, but don't lose any more. you've lost too much, you can't lose any more." That annoyed me so much, and made me so angry for reasons I can't even explain. And the whole night I was freezing, I couldn't seem to get warm, and my family friend C kept saying "you need some body fat, then you'd be warm". Ed loved this, and told me I have way too much body fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ate so many nuts last night, when I got home I felt horrible, and I literally looked pregnant. This morning I tried to eat normally, so I had some porridge and a banana. Then mum and I walked into the city and stopped for lunch. We shared indian food, and I wish I hadn't have had it. I hate eating things when I don't know what's in it, and I was screaming on the inside to stop, just stop eating. We went shopping. Then on the way home we shared a blueberry muffin. It tasted so good, but I don't know. It's like I can't even enjoy normal food anymore because ed screams at me. I walked so much today, but I couldn't justify eating what I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Before, I didn't mean to do it, but I body checked. I looked pregnant again, and I actually started to cry. I felt so hopeless, as though the last two days of eating have made me fat again, made me go back to where I hated being. I just want to run, but I can't run, because I can't breathe properly when I do. I just want to burn everything I ate today, and do some sit ups or something, but I can't ever do sit ups for a long time without my body going spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know, I don't know what to do. My brain says it's just an off day, but ed says restrict restrict restrict tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can't do this much longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry if this triggers anybody, I really am sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8777194789580929501?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8777194789580929501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-may-be-triggering.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8777194789580929501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8777194789580929501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-may-be-triggering.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-3873662891088276253</id><published>2009-10-02T09:27:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T11:07:13.257+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10765.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10765.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This morning I had oats with layered banana, inspired by the lovely Eliza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Oats, cooked in water, with layers of &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt;, and pinches of &lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt;cinnamon and brown sugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was yummy, and started my day off well. Today will probably be quite busy, because tonight is my grandma's 60th birthday party, so today I'm helping her get ready for it, buying stuff, etc. That's why I decided to blog this morning, because I probably won't get any other time throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ooh, something exciting that I realised today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In &lt;b&gt;24 &lt;/b&gt;days (pretty much), it will be my &lt;b&gt;18th birthday&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;[26th October]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm so excited!! It's come so quickly, I can't believe that I'm actually going to be eighteen soon. In a way, I almost don't want to be, I'm kind of reluctant to leave childhood behind. Everything in childhood is safe to me, so it will be a big step to leave it all, and become an "adult".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm wearing a new dress tonight, and for some reason that freaks me out. I'm seeing lots of people I haven't seen since July, and I'm worried about the comments they'll make. I hate when people comment on my body, it makes me feel so self-conscious, I hate it. I almost just want to wear my baggy jumper and pyjama pants, I hate that in this dress I will be so visible, that my body will be so obvious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Well, anyway, sorry for leaving that on a bad note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you have a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-3873662891088276253?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3873662891088276253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-morning-i-had-oats-with-layered.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3873662891088276253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3873662891088276253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-morning-i-had-oats-with-layered.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-4199943829825814520</id><published>2009-10-01T16:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T16:38:38.752+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ever had one of those days where all you want to do is get out of the house?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That was my day today. I had porridge and an apple for breakfast, then I had to finish off my International Politics homework, but I was restless and so at around 12pm I decided to go for a walk up to the supermarket. Supermarkets soothe me for some reason.... I have no idea why. I walked around leisurely and got back home at 1.20pm, and had an easy lunch, chickpea curry with 2 pitas. For a late afternoon snack I had another apple, half a Jocolat Chocolate Lara bar and half a Key lime pie Lara bar (which equal 1 larabar, :) ). I felt kind of bad for eating the Lara bar when I haven't done much today, but I was craving one, so I just did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I think the reason I hated being stuck home today wasn't the fact that I had to do homework, but more the fact that I was stuck at home with myself, and the mean, controlling part of myself. Considering this, I'm quite proud to say I actually ate what I wanted to eat, for example the Lara bar. Except for the fact that I'm now resisting the urge to exercise, it's all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, here's my review of the Key Lime pie Lara:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SsRNPY87U3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/1QFd9fCrDP4/s1600-h/LAR011L.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="123" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SsRNPY87U3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/1QFd9fCrDP4/s200/LAR011L.jpg" width="123" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Something about this bar wasn't to my liking. I love the other two Lara bar flavours I've tried, but this one seemed to have something missing. Maybe it's the fact that I'm not really a lime person. I don't know. It was still yummy, but not my favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For dinner I'm planning on having a nice salad. I love salad, greens make me happy :) and I try to make my salads as multicoloured as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;p.s the pink shoes in my previous post &lt;i&gt;are &lt;/i&gt;from Rubi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-4199943829825814520?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/4199943829825814520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/ever-had-one-of-those-days-where-all.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4199943829825814520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4199943829825814520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/10/ever-had-one-of-those-days-where-all.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SsRNPY87U3I/AAAAAAAAAC4/1QFd9fCrDP4/s72-c/LAR011L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8244858411256124249</id><published>2009-09-30T18:38:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T21:29:05.215+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, after a quick breakfast I went shopping with my grandma, my auntie and my 5 year old cousin. My grandma needed to buy some last minute things for her birthday party on friday, and I needed to get some shoes to go with my dress for the party. Plus, I really wanted more than anything just to get out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10762.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="172" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10762.jpg" width="230" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Above is what I got: a pretty floral skirt, pink shoes, lip tint, and LARA BARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10763.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10763.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;What is that, you say,&lt;i&gt; Lara bars?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I was walking past a pharmacy when I saw these, on special, and couldn't resist. They were so much cheaper than they are at the wholefoods shop in the city! I got a Cinnamon roll and Jocolat Chocolate flavour, as well as one I haven't tried yet - Key Lime Pie. I may have one of these tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Edit: tonight I shared half of the jocolat one and half of the key lime pie one with my mum.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, all in all, I had a good day. No interesting eats to make note of, unfortunately, though I just finished eating some berries and grapes, which I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8244858411256124249?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8244858411256124249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-after-quick-breakfast-i-went.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8244858411256124249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8244858411256124249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-after-quick-breakfast-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-9030222213764224585</id><published>2009-09-29T19:21:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T19:21:04.445+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here's todays eats, and yes, I actually remembered to photograph all my meals today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little snack before breakfast was a banana. I'm not usually really hungry until about 9.30am, so when I got up I had this little cutie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10753.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It was tiny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My actual breakfast consisted of porridge, with cinnamon and brown sugar. I think I might try it without brown sugar tomorrow. I also need more variety in my breakfasts. Any suggestions for a healthy, yet yummy breakfast for me? Or some oat-inspiration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10754.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10754.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;For lunch I had two vegie burgers, straight out of the fridge (well I did reheat them first), with a pita and a salad of cherry tomatoes, capsicum, mushrooms and baby carrots. Plus some tomato sauce (ketchup).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10755.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10755.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And dinner was a return to a favourite, chickpea curry. Served, naturally, with a pita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10761.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10761.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So that's what I ate today, minus an apple and a handful (or two) of delicious grapes. I spent the day doing International Politics revision, which was hard, because I had to revise the first two outcomes which we did at the beginning of the year. I couldn't remember some of the things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, I hope you all had/have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-9030222213764224585?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/9030222213764224585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/heres-todays-eats-and-yes-i-actually.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/9030222213764224585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/9030222213764224585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/heres-todays-eats-and-yes-i-actually.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8943841405814631299</id><published>2009-09-28T18:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:47:31.569+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You wouldn't be expecting it, but....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A MOFO POST. A real, true to life, mofo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except for the fact that I forgot to photograph my breakfast and lunch, this is a vegan mofo post, in the flesh (tech? who knows). What I am about to behold is one of my favourite dishes, something simple, yet delicious, and makes me sound like homer simpson in an "gurhgubrgbgjn...donuts" sort of way. What is this wonderful dish you may ask?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10751.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10751.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PUMPKIN SOUP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;(excuse the bad flash photography)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It is soooo simple. Well I guess for me this time it really was, because I didn't even make it. My grandma did :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;It's basically just boiled/pureed pumpkins, with paprika and cinnamon added on reheating. My one and a half bowls of this went well with cinammon dusted pita bread, just so you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in love, with a vegetable. I think it's serious, not just some seasonal fling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Pumpkin soup is the perfect way to warm up a Melbourne spring evening (all Melburnians will understand how cold a spring evening can be).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8943841405814631299?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8943841405814631299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-wouldnt-be-expecting-it-but.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8943841405814631299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8943841405814631299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-wouldnt-be-expecting-it-but.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-2223189166424213134</id><published>2009-09-27T21:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T21:58:05.558+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Disclaimer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorry if this triggers or annoys anyone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm honestly struggling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel as though something is wrong with my mind, and like it is controlling me, and I'm tearing myself apart trying to obey both parts of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One part tried to get me to admit to a problem. I did, but my parents didn't listen, and so the other part won out. The part that says &lt;i&gt;"How could you have a problem, you're not even that skinny. Scratch that, you're fat. None of your clothes look good on you, you need to lose a tonne more weight."&lt;/i&gt; How can the rational part of my brain compete? I tried to confess my obsession with control, mostly controlling my eating, but nobody listened, or took it seriously. The messed up part of me agrees with the people, telling me &lt;i&gt;"they don't believe you because you're fat. people with eating disorders are skinny, or bulemic. you are neither of these things."&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instead of taking joy from people saying how skinny I look, or how I've lost weight, I hate it. It makes me want to scream out loud. It makes me want to say &lt;i&gt;"you think I'm skinny? I'll show you skinny."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm losing control, just by being so controlled. If I make one tiny mistake in my 'plan', I feel as though it is the end of the world. It's taking over everything. I barely go out anymore, or I schedule social events to be during times when I don't have to eat. I lie to people. I lie to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry to anyone offended by this or triggered, but I don't know how to cope. This is taking everything out of me, and changing me into a different person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-2223189166424213134?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/2223189166424213134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/disclaimer-sorry-if-this-triggers-or.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2223189166424213134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2223189166424213134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/disclaimer-sorry-if-this-triggers-or.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8055521017142009983</id><published>2009-09-27T12:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T12:41:47.684+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually have some food to post here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well, technically it's only one thing, but I had two and a half of them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This morning my mum and I went on a walk around the suburb we're living in at the moment. It was really nice temperature wise but the wind was horrible! We left at around 9am, after having a banana to sustain us, and returned at about 11.10am. We went to the market, because we both needed dresses for my grandma's 60th birthday party this friday. I got a beautiful white dress, I will post pictures after I've worn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When we got back from our walk, we were both starving, and decided to eat our normal Sunday tradition for breakfast - pancakes. We bought some really yummy blueberries yesterday so we decided to have some blueberry oat pancakes. They were sooooo delicious, but I guess they're technically called brunch, because by the time we ate them it was about 12pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10750.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10750.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They tasted way better than they looked. I had two of these babies, then halved the last one with my mum, who had the same amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuuuuummmmmmmyyyy is all I have to say about these. If anyone wants my pancake recipe, feel free to ask! They're pretty healthy, and delicious. I'm about to go on another small walk again, to get my mum's dress taken in. Then I might just relax for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8055521017142009983?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8055521017142009983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-actually-have-some-food-to-post-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8055521017142009983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8055521017142009983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-actually-have-some-food-to-post-here.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-2714443497637459402</id><published>2009-09-25T09:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T09:55:29.799+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've decided that I'm sick of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm constantly being made to feel guilty, for the way I am, and the things I do/don't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is actually quite horrible, and I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Example number one is when I bring my own food out with me, for lunch etc. I do this because it's a) cheaper - I'd rather spend money on clothes than fast food; b) healthier; and c) because I'm vegan, many fast food places don't really cater for me, and there is nothing worse than being stuck somewhere, starving but with nothing to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just something I do, beginning from when my mum and I used to take our own snacks to the movies because it was cheaper. But it's still annoying when I'm either at a shopping centre, or out with friends, at a fair, or whatever, and I open my bag and get my lunch out and start eating, and they either look at me as though I've grown another head, or they make me feel idiotic for eating what I eat. So I'm eating a salad, whilst you're eating ice cream. So what? Do I not have the ability or right to make my own choices about what I put in my body? You certainly do, so why can't I exercise those rights? Why would you make a comment like "I can't believe anyone would bring their own lunch here", when you know full well that I will? It's insensitive, and quite mean sometimes in the way people do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another example, and this may sound conceited, but I'm not being conceited, is when people comment on the way I look. As of late, people are constantly calling me "skinny", or commenting on my weight loss, and recently I saw a group of people I hadn't seen in two months, and one girl kept saying how much weight I'd lost. She said it in kind of a nice way, but as I was leaving, I heard her say to her friend: "She's like an anorexic." This really gets to me. How people throw these words around, not knowing/caring about the inflection of them. And the way people say things like this to me is like they're trying to make me feel guilty for having lost weight. Seriously, find yourself something else to care about, because I think I care about the way I look enough for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If they don't like the way I am, then why are we friends? Aren't friends meant to be there for you, every step of the way, with caring and understanding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about this rant. I promise I will actually post some eats later. About five minutes ago I had porridge with cinnamon and brown sugar, but I'm sure you know what that looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just needed to get this off my chest, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-2714443497637459402?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/2714443497637459402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-decided-that-im-sick-of-guilt.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2714443497637459402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2714443497637459402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/ive-decided-that-im-sick-of-guilt.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-856164720715542582</id><published>2009-09-24T10:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T10:05:18.100+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is just a quick post, because in about ten minutes I'm leaving to go to the &lt;strong&gt;Melbourne Show&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm actually really looking forward to it, and I've already decided what showbags I want to buy. I'm not really a ride person, but I know my friend who I'm going with is, so I'll probably go on a few :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today I begun my day with a banana that wasn't ripe enough :( but then had some wonderful cinnamon porridge which made up for it. I have packed my lunch to take with me, no pictures because I have to go get my memory card from my mum's work. I packed a salad wrap, and an apple as a snack. Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And for dinner I'm having pasta, which I shall post later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-856164720715542582?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/856164720715542582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-just-quick-post-because-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/856164720715542582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/856164720715542582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-is-just-quick-post-because-in.html' title=''/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-971081234738545171</id><published>2009-09-16T18:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:57:25.034+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, etc.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;First off, here's todays eats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For breakfast, there was the same porridge as the past few days. I really need porridge-inspiration! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(and yes, that is my blue nail polish sneaking in there)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10722.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" mq="true" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10722.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, for lunch, I had chickpea curry (&lt;em&gt;the easiest meal ever to prepare&lt;/em&gt;), with two oat pitas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10724.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" mq="true" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10724.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For a snack I had an apple, and a banana. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the moment I'm waiting for my vegetables to steam for dinner, and contemplating my big decision that I made yesterday. On November 18th, I finish year twelve, and high school, forever. I have two months after that before university, and I wanted to become a bit more independent/take a trip before hand. I decided, yesterday, after so much contemplating, that late this year/early next year I am taking a trip to &lt;strong&gt;NYC!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm really looking forward to it, I have wanted to go to NYC for as long as I can remember, and go to broadway, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:) So that made me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope you all have a lovely (rest of the)&amp;nbsp;day, or day, depending on your time zone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-971081234738545171?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/971081234738545171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/decisions-etc.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/971081234738545171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/971081234738545171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/decisions-etc.html' title='Decisions, etc.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8746271632095451343</id><published>2009-09-16T14:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:56:12.884+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Lara?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It makes me sad that I will never get to try certain flavours of Lara, or any of Clif/Luna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was on the Lara bar website, drooling over all the beautiful flavours that I have yet to try, whilst doing some other googling and found out that only Cherry Pie, Cinnamon Roll, Jocolat Chocolate, Pistachio, Key Lime Pie are sold in Australia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There go my hopes of trying a banana bread, or a peanut butter cookie!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Farewell, little Lara bar! May we meet again in my dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SrBv26t85dI/AAAAAAAAABo/yvgix76kAj8/s1600-h/larabar-banana-bread-bars_1228337456_LRG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SrBv26t85dI/AAAAAAAAABo/yvgix76kAj8/s320/larabar-banana-bread-bars_1228337456_LRG.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8746271632095451343?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8746271632095451343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/lara.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8746271632095451343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8746271632095451343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/lara.html' title='Lara?'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SrBv26t85dI/AAAAAAAAABo/yvgix76kAj8/s72-c/larabar-banana-bread-bars_1228337456_LRG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-7184180984724691780</id><published>2009-09-15T17:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:45:22.444+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, I'm back, with some of today's (and yesterday's) eats.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting with last nights dinner, polenta salad sandwichy-thing. I had one more slice of bread than pictured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10715.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10715.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Couldn't give enough love to my favourite meal ever, the one, the only PORRIDGE, which I have had in the exact same way for the last two days in a row.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10713.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;1/2 cup of oats + water&lt;br /&gt;with cinnamon and brown sugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(I mixed it after this)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And here is today's lunch, which is actually a variation of yesterday's lunch, which was a calzone with canellini bean filling. These were hummus filled mini calzones!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10717.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;They were so tiny. The little thing on top that looks like a love heart is actually the letter V, for vegan. My mum put that on so she would know which ones were hers, and which ones were mine (hers had meat in them).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I haven't had dinner yet, but I can tell you I am having a stirfry of vegetables, perhaps with tofu if I can ever figure out how to cook it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My snacks today were: 1 banana, 1 apple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:) Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-7184180984724691780?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/7184180984724691780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7184180984724691780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/7184180984724691780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-2944052643833288886</id><published>2009-09-11T21:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T21:52:10.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This past week, I've barely MOFO'ed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sorry about this, but it's mainly because I've been embarrassed by how badly I've eaten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, starting tomorrow, I will post EVERY MEAL (almost).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This will hopefully get me back on track with healthy eating, because in the last week it kind of went out the window.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel sick, and gross.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And horrible, and sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vegan hugs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-2944052643833288886?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/2944052643833288886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/apologies.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2944052643833288886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/2944052643833288886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/apologies.html' title='Apologies.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8417989103436979816</id><published>2009-09-09T19:48:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T16:25:04.477+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Suprises.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sometimes a small suprise really makes your day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today, for example, I had quite a normal day (apart from having a bad stomach bug for two hours).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And then I find out that my omni grandparents/mother want to go out to the local pub/restaurant for dinner. I was more than a little apprehensive about this, because I highly doubted that there would be &lt;i&gt;anything &lt;/i&gt;for me to eat, other than maybe a tiny salad. But we went, and when the waitress came I told her that I was vegan. She said she could speak to the chef and see what options there was, and I repeated that I didn't eat meat or dairy, or any other animal products. I felt bad about that, but I've heard stories. She said she understood, then about 5 minutes later came back and said that they could make a spaghetti with steamed vegetables, and that the spaghetti was not made with egg. I ordered it, thinking it might be plain, but at least it was a safe bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About half an hour later, when our meals came, I saw this wonderful pile of spaghetti, with all these beautiful cucumbers, beans, asparagus and artichokes! It was &lt;b&gt;so delicious&lt;/b&gt;, I kid you not. I was pleasantly suprised, and left with a happy tummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So that, plus some chocolate soy ice cream, is what made my day. Have you ever had a pleasant suprise like this when dealing with an omni restaurant?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, and also! I'm making vegan cupcakes for my grandpa to take sailing this weekend. Any suggestions? I'm making them, not telling him they're vegan until he comes back and tells me how delicious they were!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8417989103436979816?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8417989103436979816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/suprises.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8417989103436979816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8417989103436979816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/suprises.html' title='Suprises.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-3801911294136193972</id><published>2009-09-08T20:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:18:37.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Okay, so I have a problem..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm a snack freak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I buy snacks, and then try them, and love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I finish them off, justifying it to myself because otherwise I'll be tempted by them forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Does anyone else do that?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about my bad MOFOing, I have had no time/camera, because my grandparents are getting their house painted. Their house = my current abode.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I ate so well today, until those tiny animal chocolate biscuits.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-Facepalm-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-3801911294136193972?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/3801911294136193972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-so-i-have-problem.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3801911294136193972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/3801911294136193972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay-so-i-have-problem.html' title='Okay, so I have a problem..'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-6864380643243950204</id><published>2009-09-04T22:20:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:20:31.110+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Las Vegan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have any pictures today, because Fridays are my busy "I have time for nothing" days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breakfast was porridge, lunch was green salad with chickpeas, but dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner is another story. My mum and I decided to go try out Las Vegan Bakery, which is a vegan restaurant here in Melbourne. I wasn't sure what to expect, but OHMYGOSHILOVEDIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would eat there so often if I lived in Collingwood. I have no photos of the meals, but I ordered the Chilli non-Carne calzone, and mum ordered the Roast potato calzone. We both shared the hand cut organic fries and a salad bowl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Best meal I have had in a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I highly reccommend this place. And welcome to my new followers/readers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-6864380643243950204?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/6864380643243950204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/las-vegan.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6864380643243950204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6864380643243950204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/las-vegan.html' title='Las Vegan.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-6275432100347405025</id><published>2009-09-03T19:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T19:24:29.467+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Technically day three.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Today is my second post for &lt;b&gt;mofo&lt;/b&gt;, but it's technically the third day of it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh well :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I actually took a photo of my breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porridge, my absolute favourite food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10698.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lunch was fruit salad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10694.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10694.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I found this when I went to a wholefoods shop in the city, and &lt;i&gt;had&lt;/i&gt; to try it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm not sure how healthy these are though :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10699.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10699.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dinner was a green salad with chickpeas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10695.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10695.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Send me healthy recipes to try, my pretties!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I swear I've gained about 10kg since I've moved in with my grandparents. It's probably because I haven't gotten into a routine. But I feel like I have now, exercise wise. I do the exercise bike twice a day, for 25 minutes, and sometimes do a little walk up the street. I try to do 100 sit ups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a non-food related note, I had two SACs (tests) today. Woahhhhhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't think I did very well in them, but oh well. They were my second last International Studies and Literature SACs ever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will now sit and await comments.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-6275432100347405025?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/6275432100347405025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/technically-day-three.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6275432100347405025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/6275432100347405025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/technically-day-three.html' title='Technically day three.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-181067199821167369</id><published>2009-09-02T19:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T19:51:58.617+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, mofo.</title><content type='html'>So, this morning I forgot to take a picture of my breakfast which consisted of porridge (oatmeal) and a banana.&lt;br /&gt;But I actually took a photo of my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;It tasted better than it looked, and you couldn't see the yummy torn up mountain bread I had with it.&lt;br /&gt;It is also the &lt;i&gt;easiest&lt;/i&gt; meal to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Chickpea Curry &lt;i&gt;(amy-style).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10692.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10692.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I also took a photo of my dinner, which was 3 mini homemade veggie burgers, two pieces of spelt bread, and some polenta fries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10693.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/SDC10693.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm living with my grandparents at the moment, and finding it really hard to find easy healthy recipes, as I'm trying to keep healthy. Any suggestions?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-181067199821167369?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/181067199821167369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-mofo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/181067199821167369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/181067199821167369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/09/hey-mofo.html' title='Hey, mofo.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-592734984271832838</id><published>2009-08-31T21:22:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T21:22:11.067+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Artwork.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Okay, so I'm officially in love with the Used's new album, &lt;i&gt;Artwork&lt;/i&gt;. It's so pretty. I know that's not exactly the most inspiring adjective, but it is pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;My favourite song is 'Kissing You Goodbye'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Check it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;In other news, I actually went to school today. I didn't end up having the International Studies sac, mainly because my teacher forgot (which was okay with me). So instead I'm doing it in Thursday's class. Extra study time is a definite plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Tomorrow I'm probably going to start &lt;b&gt;Oz Vegan MoFo&lt;/b&gt;, which is also known as the Vegan month of food. This means I'll post what I've eaten a couple of times a week. Hopefully I eat interesting enough things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's only 9.20pm, but I'm exhausted, and have to get up early tomorrow to go to the gym before school. I'm off to bed, to listen to Artwork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-592734984271832838?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/592734984271832838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/artwork.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/592734984271832838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/592734984271832838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/artwork.html' title='Artwork.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-814467051887443348</id><published>2009-08-30T22:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T22:08:59.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz hands.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SpprF2yC1MI/AAAAAAAAABY/5MgBYIvdbwQ/s1600-h/220504.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SpprF2yC1MI/AAAAAAAAABY/5MgBYIvdbwQ/s320/220504.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There I am, hiding behind my penguin mug.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Today was six hours long of yabc, it was a workshop with senior company pm. Too much tapping for my liking, I'm not exactly the best at it, but I've got the 'jazz hands' down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We learnt basically a whole new dance, and another song today. In the dance I get lifted briefly :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I have an International Studies sac, and possibly a Literature one but I'm trying to move it to thursday. I like my monday afternoon study times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;There's just too much to do lately, and not enough time in one week to do it. I feel as though my absent days have made me fall too far behind, even though I caught up on all the work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is going to be full.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-814467051887443348?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/814467051887443348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/jazz-hands.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/814467051887443348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/814467051887443348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/jazz-hands.html' title='Jazz hands.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SpprF2yC1MI/AAAAAAAAABY/5MgBYIvdbwQ/s72-c/220504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8365479887930426533</id><published>2009-08-29T23:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T23:05:41.675+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My eyes are closing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SpkmjJUqcrI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YB0ASwKGkrY/s1600-h/224508.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SpkmjJUqcrI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YB0ASwKGkrY/s320/224508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Why, hello there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;So, it's currently 11pm on a Saturday night, and I'm so exhausted. But I thought I'd still write a blog, because, you know, I'm cool like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Excuse my chipped nails, I haven't really had time/been bothered to re paint them. I'll put it on my to do list. And yes, I actually do have one. It's quite long, but it's slowly getting smaller :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Today I had yabc for three hours, then I basically chilled/did homework until harry potter came on television. Tomorrow I have yabc for six hours, and I have no idea how I will get through it. Sooo much tap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;It's not that I'm bad at tap, it's just that I'm.......really bad at tap. But what can be expected of someone who has never learnt tap in her life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Oh well, I'm getting okay at faking it. Amongst other things..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Goodnight, Au revoir. &lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&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/8432984914806216664-8365479887930426533?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8365479887930426533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-eyes-are-closing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8365479887930426533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8365479887930426533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-eyes-are-closing.html' title='My eyes are closing.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/SpkmjJUqcrI/AAAAAAAAABQ/YB0ASwKGkrY/s72-c/224508.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-8438043988421790426</id><published>2009-08-26T19:26:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T19:26:05.184+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Berry regret.</title><content type='html'>I really think I shouldn't have eaten the grapes/strawberries, but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I feel gigantically full, and yes gigantically is a word when &lt;i&gt;I make it up.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a little round ball, one of those yoga ones that I use in the gym.&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, I shouldn't feel so bad, because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a) they're fruit&lt;br /&gt;b) I had no snacks at all today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might actually have a lemon and ginger tea, my third for the day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeming to develop quite a lot of addictions, but luckily they are healthy (or so I hope).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Addiction #1&lt;/b&gt; PORRIDGE! Gosh, I seriously love this more than any other food ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Addiction #2&lt;/b&gt; Herbal teas. For a while I was into peppermint, but lately lemon and ginger is more appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt; have a point to this blog, which I seem to have forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my late start day, then I have my night class at 5.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only annoying thing is that I don't really have enough time to do anything beforehand, like go home, so I usually end up sitting in Borders and reading for 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think I will go make my lemon and ginger tea now, then go to the gym at 8.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-8438043988421790426?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/8438043988421790426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/berry-regret.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8438043988421790426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/8438043988421790426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/berry-regret.html' title='Berry regret.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1974436988377524586</id><published>2009-08-25T18:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T18:14:25.269+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Stormy weather.</title><content type='html'>Well, it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems that Melbourne's sky has decided to be, well, very undecided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to go on a walk around the Lake, but when I had the chance, the sky was all stormy and the air was windy and wet. I don't know about you, but I don't really like getting all blustery and wet whilst walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, good news!&lt;br /&gt;I actually &lt;b&gt;finished&lt;/b&gt; most of my homework.&lt;br /&gt;Now I only have one piece of work left for International Studies, well technically two, and a book to finish reading for Literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I have heard mixed reviews about it, which turned me off it quite a bit, I actually am beginning to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/?action=view&amp;current=9780099472032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/9780099472032.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;Now I am off to have dinner. Stir-fry, yum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1974436988377524586?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1974436988377524586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/stormy-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1974436988377524586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/1974436988377524586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/stormy-weather.html' title='Stormy weather.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-4711760171930849964</id><published>2009-08-25T11:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:28:29.496+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another.</title><content type='html'>I actually got &lt;i&gt;nothing&lt;/i&gt; done last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, after promising myself and everything, but that is the way it goes, most often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I decided that I will wake up, eat breakfast, blog, &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt; start on that pile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pinky swear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a list of things to do, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Media file, questions and extended response for International Studies; chapter and questions for National Politics; a whole book to read for Literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be quite busy today, I can tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fact that my laptop charger has decided to keep popping out of my laptop, well that's just an added bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch you later, if I don't drown in overdue work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-4711760171930849964?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/4711760171930849964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/yet-another.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4711760171930849964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8432984914806216664/posts/default/4711760171930849964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/yet-another.html' title='Yet another.'/><author><name>AMY</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07141183509250996182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xxIPpaW9J9M/Svnj6rjIvkI/AAAAAAAAADY/RogmrX4cvNE/S220/16469_174588923051_648883051_2943912_2853447_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8432984914806216664.post-1093083171357862087</id><published>2009-08-24T16:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T16:52:40.327+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Mental health day?</title><content type='html'>Hola,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/?action=view&amp;current=163937.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/163937.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the lovely pile of study I am greeted by, and have been for the past three days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh hi there"&lt;br /&gt;It says casually as I walk past the table to make my breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Slacker"&lt;br /&gt;It teases as I sit down and log in to Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a nice bunch of papers, I can tell you that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I took a day off, because I actually was intending on catching up on some work, in particular making that pile smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But instead I woke up, went to the gym, had breakfast, then watched Beverly Hills 90210 season four/read blogs until this very moment, when my mother will be home in ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a great student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, by the way, here's my pencilcase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/?action=view&amp;current=163956.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i58.photobucket.com/albums/g246/LiLmOo_AmYLoU/163956.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8432984914806216664-1093083171357862087?l=oatsandbows.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/feeds/1093083171357862087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://oatsandbows.blogspot.com/2009/08/mental-health-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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