<?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-6237708018471277051</id><updated>2011-07-30T12:38:40.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rozanna Von Mier</title><subtitle type='html'>That ultra fake bitch who is as real as her Louis</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rozanna Von  Mier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237854851421399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cy2kUtw-PjI/SoOWLd2B79I/AAAAAAAAAAg/w749aF1N3Iw/S220/speakerphone.png'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237708018471277051.post-8976701698003230001</id><published>2009-08-15T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T18:18:23.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thai Food Yum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/1a/1a36c97589f42f98f7105fa40b93017c.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/lunch_off_campus_thai/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11317941"&gt;&lt;img alt="Lunch Off Campus Thai" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFkdHdXdDZ0tLM2hHVjdmbjJTTS1VZ2cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Lunch Off Campus Thai" border="0" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/lunch_off_campus_thai/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11317941"&gt;Lunch Off Campus Thai&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=517941"&gt;diyacantplayvolleyball =[&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/vanessa_bruno/shop?brand=Vanessa+Bruno&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Vanessa Bruno&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Rozanna&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: Black Tank dressy and Multi Colored Skirt and Combat Ankle Boots.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking: Yum Thai&lt;br /&gt;Singing to; Pearl's Dream - Bat For lashes&lt;br /&gt;Whereabouts: About to go to Lunch with Everyone to Thai !&lt;br /&gt;Loving: Tanner&lt;br /&gt;Hating:Easton sort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinks I love Thai food and In a Week i will be&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Sixteen Back in California. She runs out of Geometry or whatever math is called nowadays and bumped into Jacqui. Jacqui looked pissed i muttered a a Sorry. She just went past her. Towards the Street. " Hey , Whats up Rozanna," a guy voice said behind her. Rozanna looked behind her and said " Who are you?". " The name is Paul ,you going to that thing with Jacqui and them", he smirked. " Yea wanna come with i just hailed a taxi, i mean your a stranger but i think your a friendly guy. "&lt;br /&gt;" Reality ,then?"&lt;br /&gt;" Sure ," i said i turned and i saw Easton and he was looking at both of us i turned back to Paul grabbed his hand and pulled him in the taxi with me.&lt;br /&gt;" Whoa, slow down honey,"&lt;br /&gt;" Dont worry i am not gonna hurt you Lol,"&lt;br /&gt;I looked back as the taxi turned out. Easton looked pained and i cringed but thought he deserved it you don't play Rozanna Von Mier. and get away with it. I looked at Paul&lt;br /&gt;and said " So Who are you exactly?" .........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237708018471277051-8976701698003230001?l=myultrafakelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/feeds/8976701698003230001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/thai-food-yum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/8976701698003230001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/8976701698003230001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/thai-food-yum.html' title='Thai Food Yum...'/><author><name>Rozanna Von  Mier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237854851421399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cy2kUtw-PjI/SoOWLd2B79I/AAAAAAAAAAg/w749aF1N3Iw/S220/speakerphone.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237708018471277051.post-3125058063968874701</id><published>2009-08-14T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T17:18:45.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FML</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/1a/1a36c97589f42f98f7105fa40b93017c.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/blg_concert/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11292947"&gt;&lt;img alt="BLG ; Concert" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFk1MWmJZMGFKM2hHemVBdzROM2gySlEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="BLG ; Concert" border="0" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/blg_concert/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11292947"&gt;BLG ; Concert&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=517941"&gt;diyacantplayvolleyball =[&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/miu_miu_bags/shop?brand=Miu+Miu&amp;amp;category_id=35"&gt;Miu Miu bags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Rozanna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wearing: Glamour kills tee and destroyed denims.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening: Love Drunk - BLG now Underwater- Tegan and Sara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating ; Nothing yet !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At: Leaving the concert and going to temperance&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking : FML&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Feeling : Dumb and Naive&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I Just Managed to get myself on the potenteial hit list at LCA. But evs i think my Laid back personality is gonna have to change while i am in London. Fudge, this changes everything. But Whatever i think i am gonna leave this concert.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;*Leaves and grabs a taxi to temperance*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;FML !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237708018471277051-3125058063968874701?l=myultrafakelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3125058063968874701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/fml.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/3125058063968874701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/3125058063968874701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/fml.html' title='FML'/><author><name>Rozanna Von  Mier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237854851421399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cy2kUtw-PjI/SoOWLd2B79I/AAAAAAAAAAg/w749aF1N3Iw/S220/speakerphone.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237708018471277051.post-6213077589176485054</id><published>2009-08-12T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T22:14:10.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow Easton, thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/1a/1a36c97589f42f98f7105fa40b93017c.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wearing : Gray Glamour Kills tee and Gray Skinnies and Combat boots studded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Listening : Im so into you- Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Eating : Nothin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Feeling: So pissed off i mean really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So this morning i woke up all groggy can you say flu much i missed half  my classes in two days. And i havent been out of my dorm in awhile. I always heard Chanel and Reggie talking then the occasional Kat yell. But other than that i didnt leave my room. This is dumb. I woke up and texted Chanel  what s up in Math ? I stood up looked in the mirror i was all soggy if that makes sense. " Damn i think i have the flu," i stomped across the floor to the bathroom and took some Aleve and hopefully that will take care of me today. I decided to go with the grunge look without the smell. So i took a shower brushed my hair abit and Chanel texted back IDK some crap the usual shyz.. I  laughed and put my outfit on. I was on my way out and i saw easton sitting outside of my dorm. I turned to go back in but he grabbed my arm. " Wait i want to talk," he said with a serious look. I sighed and flipped my hair over my shoulder so then sat on the bench and so i said " Im gonna be late hurry and talk," . He sighed sat next to me and said " ok so i know you hate me and well i am sorry i talked to bella and i explained our situation she laughed. And said that she understood why you flipped her off, she would've done the exact same thing. So i realleh wanna go out with you know." I grmiaced " Uh how do i know that you arent making this up and your a liar,". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;" Why would i make this up you know me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; " actually i thought i did but i dont,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;i stood up and left for classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Morning classes Went awful because well i didnt have my mind set on school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lunch: slept &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Afternoon classes: i ditched them and went to temperance to chat to tanner about my probs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Damn this day Sucked major.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/class_updates/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11234578"&gt;&lt;img alt="Class Updates" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFm92VElnTWFIM2hHRWtCajlIRTU1VEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Class Updates" border="0" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/class_updates/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11234578"&gt;Class Updates&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=517941"&gt;diyacantplayvolleyball =[&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/bally_bags/shop?brand=Bally&amp;amp;category_id=35"&gt;Bally bags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237708018471277051-6213077589176485054?l=myultrafakelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/feeds/6213077589176485054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-easton-thanks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/6213077589176485054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/6213077589176485054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wow-easton-thanks.html' title='Wow Easton, thanks'/><author><name>Rozanna Von  Mier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237854851421399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cy2kUtw-PjI/SoOWLd2B79I/AAAAAAAAAAg/w749aF1N3Iw/S220/speakerphone.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237708018471277051.post-4153083329679119090</id><published>2009-08-08T18:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T19:31:32.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/1a/1a36c97589f42f98f7105fa40b93017c.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/weekend_free_day/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11081866"&gt;&lt;img alt="Weekend- Free Day" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnRJdXQ1YzJEM2hHRjhLX2V2cWJjTVEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Weekend- Free Day" width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/weekend_free_day/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11081866"&gt;Weekend- Free Day&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=517941"&gt;diyacantplayvolleyball =[&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/marc_by_marc_jacobs_bags/shop?brand=Marc+by+Marc+Jacobs&amp;amp;category_id=35"&gt;Marc by Marc Jacobs bags&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wearing : Hurley short shorts and cropped 1979 band tee with black christian flats and Marc by Marc Jacobs bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Timeline of  Weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday Morning Super Tired get out of bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10:00 a.m. I go to Temperance for my soy mocha fix. Talk to tanner for a bit we laugh and i leave for the mall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:00 a.m. At the mall a loner i run into Daisy she looks like she is in a hurry. And i wave she doesnt see me. so i enter Victoria's secret but I dont see anything nice so i buy a few bras that the sells people  tell me will make me feel el` Confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12:00 pm I am in the food court eating Chips and Sticks or whatever the british call it. But i avoid the Fish. Its funny i people watch for awhile i call Crys and she updates me on Cali news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:00 pm i go to chanel and  i  see  Easton with that girl and they are eating and laughing and he looks at her like he adores her. I thought damn i was a fool. He looks over and i walk away. I hear him call my name but i pretend to be so busy on the phone. I feel he is starting to follow so , I grab my compact and rear -view check he is following i quickly duck into a perfume store and hide behind a counter. I hear him walk around sigh and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:10 pm i am in chanel and i buy a couple of purses and heels. I have ten shopping bags so if i run into easton i will have no choice but to talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:00 pm Just left Shoepalace the amount of shopping bags has increased i see easton and i walk diff direction. Like i thought he comes up and talks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton * smiling* Hey whats up. I saw you earlier but you seemed not to hear me and dissapear into thin air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: * at this point i was really irritable * Uh yea evs. So what are you doing here ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton : I need to talk to you. I think we should discuss our realtionship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: *Rolling my eyes * Uh now you wanna talk well im not comfortable. And we dont have a realtionship we are too freinds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton: Well freinds dont sing each other to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Me: well yea they do close ones. I thought we were close but you know idc anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton:* frowning* im suh-orry for anything i did. But see i met this girl Bella and well she is over there. *yells* Oi ! Bella&lt;br /&gt; She turns and waves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me *Very pissed flips her off *  Look i havta go nice meeting Slut-ella. Byeas. * Fake smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;I walk off and think you know Easton was my friend or so i thought. But now if he tries as much as to touch me i will grrr.. Besisdes we can always be freinds with benefits. i look over my shoulder and see Bella still smiling at me and Easton scratching his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; I laugh and walk out of the mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3:00 Pm at Temperance talking to Tanner and his mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237708018471277051-4153083329679119090?l=myultrafakelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/feeds/4153083329679119090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-free-day-by-diyacantplayvolleyb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/4153083329679119090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/4153083329679119090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/weekend-free-day-by-diyacantplayvolleyb.html' title=''/><author><name>Rozanna Von  Mier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237854851421399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cy2kUtw-PjI/SoOWLd2B79I/AAAAAAAAAAg/w749aF1N3Iw/S220/speakerphone.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237708018471277051.post-7438586501037853833</id><published>2009-08-08T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T18:26:24.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/04/042b1a21f6c18305bcf0959152cc8aeb.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/purple_party/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11080239"&gt;&lt;img alt="Purple Party" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjVBR1Nic1NEM2hHeHZ6ZkxQQkF1Z3cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Purple Party" width="400" border="0" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/purple_party/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=11080239"&gt;Purple Party&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=517941"&gt;diyacantplayvolleyball =[&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/monsoon/shop?brand=Monsoon&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;Monsoon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;Now playing: &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/artist/ashlee_simpson/track/lala"&gt;Ashlee Simpson - Lala&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;via &lt;a href="http://www.foxytunes.com/signatunes/"&gt;FoxyTunes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So i entered wearing my perfect ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;And at first the party was poppin` everyone&lt;br /&gt;was dancing and enjoying listening to the&lt;br /&gt;music and i was bored after an hour. at first&lt;br /&gt;i thought it was because the party was losing poeple but it was just so stupid so i left. and i was there wasting my time. So i went back to Temperance where i just sat and i saw Tanner ( cute waiter dude).&lt;br /&gt;so i called easton while tanner got me my usual Soy mocha decaf sryup and two shots. i called easton and he picked up first ring&lt;br /&gt;Me : " Hey easton whats up "&lt;br /&gt;Easton: Not much did you go to that purple&lt;br /&gt;party.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yep actually i did and it was kewl but then it was like ehhh..&lt;br /&gt;easton: I know some guy here threw a party and it was a total bust i felt bad so i am helping cleaning up.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Oh that sucks vraiment.&lt;br /&gt;Easton : * in background giggles* hey can i call you back&lt;br /&gt;Me: Who are you with ?&lt;br /&gt;Easton : * Angrily* look its none of your business * in back ground whos mine *&lt;br /&gt;Me: Well ok wait can i ..... Easton hangs up on me. I look at the phone and frown and think of crying but then i realize that i am in public. " Boyfreind troubles ? "tanner asks. I turn and see him standing on the stairs and so i frown " Well we technically arent going out but i dont wanna sound like a clingy-girl." Tanner grins and sits next to me. " I know that feeling i used to date a girl back in the states who was everywhere". " What happend ?" i asked. He frowned " Well she got in a car accident because she was on her way to england" . he said grimly. I looked up at his green eyes and said " I am so sorry , do you feel responsible. " " No i dont , poeple say i should and i miss her but i dont blame myself i dont find it productive, " he said looking at me staright in the eye. " Yep well i guess that does make sense, i mean i totallly would be like that too." i said nodding. He looked surprised and sat " really , people tell me i'm selfish ," .&lt;br /&gt;i laughed and said " join the club" .....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Know that it isn't qouted correctly so&lt;br /&gt;LMA&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/6237708018471277051-7438586501037853833?l=myultrafakelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/feeds/7438586501037853833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/purple-party-by-diyacantplayvolleyball.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/7438586501037853833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/7438586501037853833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/purple-party-by-diyacantplayvolleyball.html' title=''/><author><name>Rozanna Von  Mier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237854851421399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cy2kUtw-PjI/SoOWLd2B79I/AAAAAAAAAAg/w749aF1N3Iw/S220/speakerphone.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237708018471277051.post-129021677540829897</id><published>2009-08-02T14:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T15:41:51.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/04/042b1a21f6c18305bcf0959152cc8aeb.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  Wearing:Blue Tank and Pacsun short pocket showing shorts, Juicy coture slippers&lt;br /&gt;Listening : Stay beautiful - The last goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Doing : Shopping for the Masked ball yay !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well i went shopping to the mall to go shopping for my mask. And i left the dorm room. I still wasnt old enough to drive so i grabbed a taxi and off i went. First i went to Bloomingdales and&lt;br /&gt;instead of buying a mask i bought some cute La Perla underwear and matching bra's le` cute no.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways i ended up buying way too many clothes and well i didnt buy a mask. I walked out of the store onto the street , it wasn't raining but i knowing London it would pour any minute. So i went to this little restraunt/store. I went threw the door and it was spectacular i saw the room was a velvet red. the walls were red and gold with little things one them they looked abit like tulips but werent. There was pictures of Royals and just plain old paintings and random art.&lt;br /&gt;The floor was like a red carpet and i loved the theme of this restraunt it was so homey. i looked&lt;br /&gt;around and saw a small booth towards the end of the restraunt and well it was right next to a big window and you could people watch all day. It was the cutest thing i have ever seen. I went to the small booth and i was super comfy and i sat and some 20 or other guy game to me and asked if i wanted too have a hot choclate with a muffin. I looked at him and said  " yea but with soy milk" he looked at me funny and scrunched his dark eybrows and said " vegan "&lt;br /&gt;"Yepp "&lt;br /&gt;" My sister is one "&lt;br /&gt;" Thats kewl , how did you think of the stor/restraunt thing"&lt;br /&gt;" Actually my Great-grandad did"&lt;br /&gt;" Oh so this is like a family business"&lt;br /&gt;" Yea , i am guessing you go to LCA"&lt;br /&gt;" Do you go to the boys school ?"&lt;br /&gt;" Nah, i graduated two years ago"&lt;br /&gt;" Then how did... " he cut me off grinning&lt;br /&gt;" People who have lived here definetly were head too toe desginer"&lt;br /&gt;" well i am not"&lt;br /&gt;" trust me the aura you have is definetly ... this time i cut him off.&lt;br /&gt;" stuck up like i am better " I laughed and so did he. Crush much&lt;br /&gt; As he went to get the order i sat down and started to text Chanel when&lt;br /&gt;i looked up to here the door ring and who do i see but easton.&lt;br /&gt;At first i was shocked and then i saw who he was with. I was so mad i just&lt;br /&gt;looked at my lap and furisuly started to pretend text. I dialed my freind&lt;br /&gt;Crys and looked up. Our eyes met and he waved i gave him a stiff smile.&lt;br /&gt;He started to walk over with his "girl" freind.  ....... To be Continued&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/wednesday_mask_shopping_blog/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10912949"&gt;&lt;img alt="Wednesday- Mask shopping [Blog]" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFnJoVWdVcVotM2hHSVdqUmo4Tm1SMkEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Wednesday- Mask shopping [Blog]" border="0" width="400" height="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/wednesday_mask_shopping_blog/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10912949"&gt;Wednesday- Mask shopping [Blog]&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=517941"&gt;diyacantplayvolleyball =[&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/rvca/shop?brand=RVCA&amp;amp;category_id=2"&gt;RVCA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237708018471277051-129021677540829897?l=myultrafakelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/feeds/129021677540829897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wearingblue-tank-and-pacsun-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/129021677540829897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/129021677540829897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/wearingblue-tank-and-pacsun-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Rozanna Von  Mier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237854851421399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cy2kUtw-PjI/SoOWLd2B79I/AAAAAAAAAAg/w749aF1N3Iw/S220/speakerphone.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237708018471277051.post-3924315165912849167</id><published>2009-08-01T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:35:26.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/04/042b1a21f6c18305bcf0959152cc8aeb.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/graphics/41821"&gt;MyHotComments&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Five O'clock in the morning i cant sleep tomorrow is the&lt;br /&gt;big day can i really go through with this. So i text easton but&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly he texts me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easton : So nervous&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really i am not&lt;br /&gt;Easton: For real&lt;br /&gt;Me : No, i wish you could sing me to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Easton: I can barely sing myself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Me: Lol, what color tux are you wearing.&lt;br /&gt;Easton : Errr.. i think it is Black but it so kewl&lt;br /&gt;my tie is Brown.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok god it will look awesome with my dress&lt;br /&gt;i hope. ♥&lt;br /&gt;Easton: Still want me to sing you to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Definetly it will so calm me down.&lt;br /&gt; " Whatever you do dont tell anyone" my phone rang&lt;br /&gt;and i was like " Whoa" " hello"&lt;br /&gt;" It's me "&lt;br /&gt;" OMFG easton"&lt;br /&gt;"Yep i am gonna sing you to sleep"&lt;br /&gt;" You are either the nicest guy ever or you really like me"&lt;br /&gt;" The second one "&lt;br /&gt;" how will this work i mean what if i fall asleep "&lt;br /&gt;" Thats the whole point"&lt;br /&gt;" I Know but how do you know if i am sleeping or just listening"&lt;br /&gt;" I will wait for three hours "&lt;br /&gt;" But you wont sleep"&lt;br /&gt;" Lets just hope this works Ok"&lt;br /&gt;" kaii"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sings  a cover of Im Yours&lt;br /&gt;Well you done done me and you bet I felt it&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be chill but you're so hot that I melted&lt;br /&gt;I fell right through the cracks, now I'm trying to get back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the cool done run out I'll be giving it my bestest&lt;br /&gt;And nothing's going to stop me but divine intervention&lt;br /&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and then you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the music of the moment people, dance and sing&lt;br /&gt;We're just one big family&lt;br /&gt;And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved loved loved loved loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm sure&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate, our time is short&lt;br /&gt;This is our fate, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-d-do do you, but do you, d-d-do&lt;br /&gt;But do you want to come on&lt;br /&gt;Scooch on over closer dear&lt;br /&gt;And I will nibble your ear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;br /&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;br /&gt;And so I drew a new face and I laughed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I be saying is there ain't no better reason&lt;br /&gt;To rid yourself of vanities and just go with the seasons&lt;br /&gt;It's what we aim to do, our name is our virtue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't hesitate no more, no more&lt;br /&gt;It cannot wait, I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; (I won't hesitate)&lt;br /&gt;Open up your mind and see like me&lt;br /&gt; (No more, no more)&lt;br /&gt;Open up your plans and man you're free&lt;br /&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find that the sky is yours&lt;br /&gt; (It cannot wait, I'm sure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please don't, please don't, please don't&lt;br /&gt; (There's no need to complicate)&lt;br /&gt;There's no need to complicate&lt;br /&gt; (Our time is short)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause our time is short&lt;br /&gt; (This is our fate)&lt;br /&gt;This is, this is, this is our fate&lt;br /&gt;I'm yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;                            Towards the end i fell asleep and  i could've sworn he said he loved me&lt;br /&gt;                             but i just closed my eyes and slept.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i am gonna Wear tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/mask_ball_shopping/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10887451"&gt;&lt;img width="400" alt="Mask Ball Shopping" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFllHLU5KZU5fM2hHbC1rWC1kbEx1bEEAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" title="Mask Ball Shopping" height="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/mask_ball_shopping/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=10887451"&gt;Mask Ball Shopping&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=517941"&gt;diyacantplayvolleyball =[&lt;/a&gt; featuring &lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/juicy_couture_accessories/shop?brand=Juicy+Couture&amp;amp;category_id=51"&gt;Juicy Couture accessories&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237708018471277051-3924315165912849167?l=myultrafakelife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/feeds/3924315165912849167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/myhotcomments-its-five-oclock-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/3924315165912849167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237708018471277051/posts/default/3924315165912849167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myultrafakelife.blogspot.com/2009/08/myhotcomments-its-five-oclock-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Rozanna Von  Mier</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13074237854851421399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='16' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cy2kUtw-PjI/SoOWLd2B79I/AAAAAAAAAAg/w749aF1N3Iw/S220/speakerphone.png'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237708018471277051.post-9173779773686127939</id><published>2009-08-01T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:10:30.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wearing: Glamour Kills Tee , Hurley Shorts and Silver Stillettos&lt;br /&gt;Eating: Cookies Choco Chip&lt;br /&gt;Thinking: I have to get to Social Survey and Will easton ask me to the Ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well  i think today Will be a good day. I just got my makeover&lt;br /&gt;and i am feeling oh so confident on myself. I grabbed my Coach&lt;br /&gt;bag and Strut right out the door. On the way to social studies&lt;br /&gt;i see Easton and he stares. i go up to him and well we talk&lt;br /&gt;" Hey Easton"&lt;br /&gt;" Whats up Rozanna"&lt;br /&gt;" Well i was wondering.."&lt;br /&gt;" Lemme guess The Ball , five girls like asked me"&lt;br /&gt;" Well would you go with me because i am ultra special like that " i tugged on my bangs&lt;br /&gt;He looked at me and said " Fudge yeah i was gonna ask you but i was afraid i would sound desperado"&lt;br /&gt;" Please half the girls at this school are desperado and well i am not on of them i eat"&lt;br /&gt;He laughed  and took a picture of me "  Your Gorgeous the camera loves you "&lt;br /&gt; I pretended to shield my face from the camera and said " Stop your making me blush, but hey i will see you later "  I Blew the camera a kiss as he clicked away and i walked away. 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