<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 15:00:59 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Blog</title><description></description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com</link><managingEditor>Sarah</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>15</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/117674294351652067</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Apr 2007 17:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-16T13:02:58.421-04:00</atom:updated><title>Unbelievably S.T.R.E.S.S.E.D.</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Does it help that everything seems to be happening all at once? Financially that is? I wonder if this is what life is like back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bills. Exams. Work. Fuck. I'm due for a vacation, already...Not to mention physically exhausted...&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2007/04/unbelievably-stressed.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/117630482311531554</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Apr 2007 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-04-11T11:20:23.126-04:00</atom:updated><title>2007 Recap</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I'm really looking forward to updating 'Media'. I've seen a ton of movies in the last few months, a lot of shit ones and really good ones, safe to say that I am now an official Leo DeCap. fan! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, things have been regular. Sleep. Eat. School. Work, and some Play. 2007 crept up quietly behind my back, until of course, February came along! That's when my babe and I got to go to the Cayman Islands. Damn, it was beautiful! Luxurious, and deliciously hot. ;) After that experience, I feel like I'll be missing white sandy beaches forever. Even just talking about it makes me sigh. The food was great, the atmosphere was great, everything was awesome. I guess the only thing really missing from the trip was a marriage proposal. HAHA. In my wildest dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In March, I became a godparent for the first time ever. It was flattering, and a totally different experience all at the same time. I'm not Catholic, so, I'm not aware of all the practices that goes on in the church, I didn't even know what to do! Thank goodness there wasn't really much to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, 2007 has also been the worst with regards to my dental expenses. In January I had a wisdom tooth extracted, which left me pretty much out of commission for a good 2 weeks, I'm only disappointed that I only lost 2 pounds. (It felt like I was supposed to lose 10 pounds because all I could eat was soup, literally.) Then last month I had to get a root canal, which by the way, is worse than having an extraction. In the midst of all of this, I had to find a new dentist, because my old one was a complete bimbo. A total of $2,500 is what I'm spending so far on everything that needs to be done. Nice eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's hard to &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; be stressed about money, considering I have a ton of bills to pay. If I'd known I'd be spending so much on my teeth, I wouldn't have bought my laptop in March. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I just want summer to finally be here so I don't have to be so cold, that'll help relieve some stress for sure.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2007/04/2007-recap.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/116074493447164568</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Oct 2006 13:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-10-13T10:19:14.910-04:00</atom:updated><title>Zapped...</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;It's that time of the year again...everyone's getting sick, it's cold, and I'm feeling gloomy. Nice way to start off a blog huh? I'm having one of those days again...or maybe, things just haven't been going so smoothly lately. A lot of things have been going through my mind. I feel like that song, 'LA LA LAND', like I've just gotten a million of my brain cells zapped. I think I'm just about to go insane. I often wonder why things happen the way they do, or why they don't happen. They say everything happens for a reason, but then again, who are 'THEY'? Don't worry, I'm moody, this could all change within a split second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets forget about me for a second...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my friend and her family is doing back home. S. was my childhood best friend, and I recently found out from D. (another childhood bestfriend) emailed me with bad news that S.'s younger brother passed away due to complications after having his appendix removed. I was shocked, and I couldn't help but sob. It's unfortunate that these things in life happen...and so the question again, why did this have to happen? What's the reason behind it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm due for a spiritual awakening. I haven't gone to church in so long, I can't even remember the last time I was there. I need some reassurance. I need to regain my faith in YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/enterprivate.html"&gt;Private&lt;/a&gt; section updated.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/10/zapped.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115798727292774705</guid><pubDate>Mon, 11 Sep 2006 15:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-11T11:07:52.926-04:00</atom:updated><title>Stressed</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I am so unbelievably stressed right now. I hate being stressed about money. I'm working like a fucking dog, and I can't enjoy a fucking penny of my paycheck. Click on &lt;a href="http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/enterprivate.html"&gt;Private&lt;/a&gt; for details.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/09/stressed_11.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115780725811203549</guid><pubDate>Sat, 09 Sep 2006 12:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-09-09T09:07:38.130-04:00</atom:updated><title>Gross, I can't belive I saw that...</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Sorry for not having updated in a while. I've been busy with work the last few weeks, and last week we were back to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you about the recent stagette I had to go to...It was the first time that I had ever been in a stip club. Let me just say I was not impressed, nor entertained. At first, I was intrigued, but after a while it got really boring. It was just the same shit over and over again. And why is it that I had to see an un-circumsized dick that night?! Gross. To make things worse, we ended up in a gay strip club, we hadn't realized. 95% of the people in there were male, also the strippers were gay. Eventually, we all got bored and ended up clubbing. So, would I ever go to a strip club again? Probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week of school was pretty frustrating. I had to go to the Financial office to take care of my loan and a book bursary that I got approved for. Why was it that I was in line for over an hour and didn't get in? I even came in early before class. I figured I'd get all my shit done and just go to class. And R. this girl I really cannot stand, was 3 people in front of me in the line, and she texts me asking if I'm staying in line or going to class. Fuck. Why waste 15 cents, just come up to me and ask. Anyway, I went to class and so did she, she just came in for the course outline and didn't bother staying for lecture. She wanted to go back into the line. The nerve of this girl, before she leaves, she asks to borrow my notes. That was on Tuesday, I haven't given her my notes yet. She asked me the next day and I told her I didn't have my notes. What does she think? She can just do whatever the fuck she wants because she knows I'm serious about my studies and I'm always in class so she can rely on me? Well, up her ass. Stupid bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for a happy 'I'm back to blogging' post...LOL.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/09/gross-i-cant-belive-i-saw-that.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115592127682820380</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Aug 2006 17:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-18T13:14:36.843-04:00</atom:updated><title>Private section updated!</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;New posts in &lt;a href="http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/enterprivacy.html"&gt;Private&lt;/a&gt; section. &lt;a href="mailto:sar2582@hotmail.com"&gt;Email&lt;/a&gt; me for login information.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/08/private-section-updated.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115582416935225204</guid><pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 13:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-17T10:16:09.363-04:00</atom:updated><title>Stupid Customers Day</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The wedding was exhausting. From Thursday through Saturday I must've had only 6 hours of sleep. My dress did get altered and it turned out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got back from Belleville (which was where the wedding was held, about 1 1/2 hours drive from Toronto) I've been working like a dog. I might as well take advantage of all the hours I can get, since classes are beginning in a few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been so tiring too. Who thought being a cashier was easy? Customers yell at my face all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Customer #1: This old bitch was yelling in my face, right at the beginning of my shift, for a cart that she had left unattended, while she went to shop some more. When she came back her cart was gone, and she was frantic. I told her I wouldn't know where her cart was and if she told any of the cashiers that she'd be coming back for her stuff. She didn't tell any of the cashiers. We constantly have people visiting the cash area picking up unwanted goods to put back to stock, also, we can't have carts blocking our lanes. If there's no note on an item, then they just take it back. Us, cashiers, are too busy to be watching over people's stuff. So, generally you can't just leave your stuff unattended because we cannot guarantee it'll still be there when you get back. After telling her the process, she still went on saying how she doesn't understand why people would take her stuff. WHAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND BITCH?! I JUST EXPLAINED IT TO YOU! Then she went on to say that she can't go around the store anymore blah blah blah, because she's got visitors coming blah blah blah. Then she's like, I'd like to speak to your manager. Fine. I'm always more than happy to send them to my manager because, my manager will say the exact same thing I told her, so it's like telling the customer 'I told you so' without actually saying it. After having no success with my manager I led her to the very back of the store to see if she could identify her stuff. She's lucky she found her cart, and she was still ranting and raving on about her stuff. Ungrateful bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid ass Customer #2: I'm scanning this customers items and she complains that she saw a pair of scissors for 99 cents instead of 2.99, so I call the department to make sure. I verified the item wasn't on sale, and she was complaining how there were signs 'plastered' all over the place, I explained to her the item may have been misplaced or she may have misread a sign. (after all, the store is huge, and the possibility of things being misplaced are great. So she said she didn't want it. I scanned a twin bed sheet for 49.00 and she said 'NO NO NO! That's 29.00, so once again I call the department and verified that it wasn't on sale. Customer was yelling and complaining how we're misleading our customers blah blah blah and how it's the second time it happened to her in one day, and she swears it was on sale, and that there was a sign right on top of it. I told her that I had already called, verified that it's not on sale, and there's nothing I can do, does she want the item or not. She doesn't want it so I void it. After the transaction she has the nerve to say to my back, that I have an attitude. Of course I ignored her, but deep down I wanted to punch her ugly ass face. She was the one giving me attitude. I just simply asked her if she wanted to purchase the item or not. I'm not going to stand there while other people are waiting in line, to listen to her complain and bitch about our prices. Then the lady next in line said I handled that very well and how I must have great patience. Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Stupid Customer #3: At our store we don't bag customers purchased items. They do it themselves. Bagging items is not a part of our job description. Besides the store is a self serve type store. A customer had just purchased a couple of items, and fully paid for it and walked away. I watched her leave and laughed to myself. I called out to her, 'Ma'am, don't you want the stuff that you paid for?' She turned around and was like, 'Oh oh! My gosh! I forgot! Haha!' Stupid.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/08/stupid-customers-day.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115506146799100112</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Aug 2006 18:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-08-08T14:24:28.000-04:00</atom:updated><title>Finally...a day off!</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I've been so exhausted since I started working. My new job is tiring and stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went and got a nice facial this morning. It was very relaxing, and I hadn't done anything nice for myself lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now I'm here at J's place, just loungin'. Enjoying the peace and quiet. I'm still feeling a bit sleepy now that I think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have another busy week ahead of me. Only 4 days left until Kat's wedding. 2 more days until the stagette. I have to make a checklist of what I need to bring, otherwise I'll run the risk of forgetting something. Luckily I'm working a late shift tomorrow which means I still have time to run errands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nap time...&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/08/finallya-day-off.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115436103058643811</guid><pubDate>Mon, 31 Jul 2006 15:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-31T12:06:16.393-04:00</atom:updated><title>Running around like headless chickens...</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;The weekend was insane, doing this, doing that, going here, going there, meeting people here and there, we practically drove the whole Greater Toronto Area, on Sunday alone we drove almost 100 kilometers. And why is it that the times that I need my stupid camera is when I decide to forget it at home and when I don't need it I have it on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - We watched The Devil Wears Prada. (I'll be posting my review soon after this) Got home pretty late, and went to bed at around 2:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - J woke up at 7:30am to get a haircut. I woke up at 8:30am to get ready for Chelsea's christening at 10am. J came home at 9:30, and we left at 9:55. I was already so tired because of sleep deprivation, and it was so hot at the church. After that we went to the reception and stayed for a few hours. Then we headed to the after party at Chelsea's house. Usually we end up chillin' there until after 12am, but this time I was so tired that I told J I wanted to go home. We got home at about 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - I was looking forward to a day of rest, so much for that. We woke up at 9:30, got ready, had lunch, met Jason at Mississauga, then met RJ and Mark at Oakville, then had to go deliver some money to Charlie at Richmond Hill, then had to come back downtown because Jan was picking us up for her b-day celebration on a boat cruise. But before coming home we had to go to Walmart to buy some stuff that J's mom asked us to get. Got to J's house, had a little bit of dinner, Jan picked us up about an hour later, got on the boat cruise, got home at 12:30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness I'm not working until Wednesday. I feel like things have been so hectic lately, I haven't had time to do things for myself. I haven't had a chance to clean and organize my room. And I still have so much shit to worry about, the dress mostly, and I'm getting a little anxious that it hasn't been altered yet, with only 2 weeks left, I'm not sure if I have enough time. And it's somewhat irritating that the lady who's altering the dress doesn't seem to realize that this situation is time sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, the college has been very unorganized with the way they're handling things. C. and I are constantly having to call in just to double check if we're registered and all this crap that we're really not supposed to be worrying about! And today I had to make a few calls to figure out if we're able to build our timetable or not, because I was told we couldn't, and now they're saying we can...I'm so frustrated...&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/07/running-around-like-headless-chickens.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115383561843123839</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Jul 2006 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-25T10:16:33.503-04:00</atom:updated><title>Untitled - how creative is that?</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;My room's a mess, it's been neglected since we left for Las Vegas, and I've yet to tidy it up. I thought today was the day I'd clean my room, but I have to see Katrina's friend to get my dress altered. I think the place where she ordered the dresses from messed up. I know for sure the measurements I gave her had a little room in it, and the dress came in smaller, I can't even zip it up all the way. Hopefully Katrina's friend can fix that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 more days until the wedding. Can't wait for the stagette! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53 more days until Soly's wedding. Can't wait for that either! J and I are both part of the bridal party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my first day of training. It was pretty easy. By only a couple of hours after the shift started I started doing things myself. My trainer was chillin' after that! It's just a matter of getting used to all the codes and stuff. But I was definitely tired after the end of the shift. My lazy bum isn't used to working anymore. I honestly don't know what happened. I used to love working. When I was 19 I was working full time all the time! Now I just hate working. But this seems like a great company, and a friend hooked me up, so I can't let her down. Besides, I'm a broke student, I need the money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates: Added to &lt;a href="http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/media.html"&gt;Media&lt;/a&gt; and Private section.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/07/untitled-how-creative-is-that.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115350388759969779</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Jul 2006 17:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-21T13:44:47.613-04:00</atom:updated><title>Update</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I ran for half an hour yesterday and went bowling last night. Does bowling count?! LOL. Tomorrow I go lane swimming, my favourite form of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is orientation day at my new job. Can't wait to get busy again...and not be so lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I added some content to this boring site of mine. Since I love watching movies, I added a &lt;a href="http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/media.html"&gt;Media&lt;/a&gt; section for my movie reviews and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Thanks for the encouraging words Nina and Nikki, much appreciated :)&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/07/update.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115333742789128870</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Jul 2006 19:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-19T20:04:52.513-04:00</atom:updated><title>Summer Fizz</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit] &lt;/strong&gt;It came to me as a shock. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While on MSN today, A. who I haven't seen or spoken to in years, sent me a message. You know, the regular how's it going, what have you been up to...towards the end of the conversation she told me she saw my pictures from Las Vegas and said she almost didn't recognize me because of my weight gain. To be exact, she called me 'taba', after that she said she hoped I wouldn't get mad. I really didn't think anything of it because I knew I had gained weight, it wasn't like I was trying to deny it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later I decided to all my cousin in New Jersey. We started talking and she mentioned she saw my pictures. She wasn't as polite as A. (which is totally fine, I'd rather she be honest to me than lie) Ate was like, what happened! You're so fat! I really didn't think I looked that fat, at least I didn't look and/or feel overweight. So I asked her if I really looked overweight, and her reply was a yes with an exclamation point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I honest to God didn't think I looked that bad, or that I looked overweight. I've thought of myself as chubby rather than fat. Anyway, it totally turned my whole day around. I feel disgusted, lazy, ugly, and obviously overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called J after my conversation with Ate and I asked him if I really was fat, and to tell me the truth. Of course he didn't say flat out that I was fat, but he did say that I had progressively gained weight over the last five years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so sad, I really did feel like crying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time. It starts tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;[edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My newest splurge...&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/sar2582/coolwater.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;Cool Water Summer Fizz&lt;/a&gt; for Women by Davidoff. Love this fragrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice I added a &lt;a href="http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/enterprivate.html" target="_blank"&gt;Private&lt;/a&gt; section to my blog. Obviously you'll need a password to view private posts, so you can &lt;a href="mailto:sar2582@hotmail.com"&gt;email&lt;/a&gt; me for that.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/07/summer-fizz.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115291702292483270</guid><pubDate>Fri, 14 Jul 2006 22:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-14T19:39:45.053-04:00</atom:updated><title>Vegas recap</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;I don't even know where to begin. Vegas was fun. Although I wished we had more time to see everything. The tournaments took up a lot of our time. Since J paid for the whole trip, I felt it was only right to watch him bowl and support him all the way, even though there were times that I felt like taking off and go sight seeing or shopping myself, but of course, it wouldn't be the same without him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We visited the Bellagio, Ceasars Palace, New York New York, MGM, Aladdin, Luxor, Mandalay Bay, Venetian, Fashion Show Mall, Las Vegas Premium Outlet, M&amp;amp;M World, Coyote Ugly, Palms, I think that's it. I didn't take much pictures of the casinos itself, they all looked the same. But we took a lot of pictures outside and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at the Orleans, where we saw a few members of Boyz II Men. Bern was able to take a picture with one of the guys (honestly, I can't remember their names!) but I didn't. I don't know, I guess maybe I was chicken or maybe I wasn't at all star strucked. Afterwards J asked me why I didn't take advantage of the opportunity. I posted some of all the pictures that we took while we were down there on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/sar2582"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; site, hopefully the pictures will speak for themselves about the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are talks of going back next year. I'd like to go, but it depends. Too bad blogger won't allow private posts. There was so much drama too that I'd like to share, I'm just a little weary that someone who shouldn't read it might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel so tired :(&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/07/vegas-recap.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115273178512499347</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Jul 2006 19:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-12T15:16:25.133-04:00</atom:updated><title>Exhausted</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;Vegas was fun but very tiring. I uploaded some pics, not all, on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/sa2582"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; account. We came back on Monday, and I'm still tired. I've got so much stuff to do, and deadlines are coming up. As much as I'd love to tell you about my trip, I just don't have the time to right now.&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/07/exhausted.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25879212/posts/full/115166953742522711</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jun 2006 11:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-30T08:13:45.986-04:00</atom:updated><title>Vegas here I come!</title><description>&lt;div xmlns="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"&gt;On Sunday we depart for Las Vegas, I can't wait! I've already started packing, but I realized that one luggage won't do for J and I. I don't know what I was thinking agreeing to that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a little irritated with J this past week. The one thing I hate the most is when he says he's going to call at a certain time and he never does. He does this all the time. For example, last night, he called me and said he would call me back before he left for bowling (since his phone was dead). This was at about 8pm when he just got home, finally at 9:45pm I wondered why he hadn't called, so I called him and he had left already. Very common of him to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the bottom line is that when I need to get a hold of him, he's so hard to get a hold of. Last night he went bowling with his parents, but apparently left them there to go to the pro shop to pick up his other ball (last night was the night to do it because today we're supposed to be doing last minute errands, ie. laundry, exchange money, buy necessities. So when I called the alley his Dad answered and said he wasn't there, that he had to go to the shop. This was at around 10:30pm. I called because I wanted to let him know I realized that one luggage wasn't going to work for the both of us. (We're allowed to bring two 50 lbs of luggage, since he's bringing 6 bowling balls at 15 lbs each, not including the 3 free bowling balls he's getting in Vegas, we only have room for one luggage, sucks)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried calling the shop, but no one was answering. I called R's phone and he didn't pick up either. I had a feeling R was with J, so I sent him a text message asking J to call me. By this time it was about 11:30pm and his Mom had called me from the alley wanting to know if he was still going to meet them there (as if I knew). He finally called and I told him that his parents were waiting for him and why he didn't call his parents. So he called the alley just to find out they were closed already, so obviously they had gone. He called me back and I told him of the luggage situation. First thing he asked me was if I was folding it right. (Aargh!) Let me tell you how small this luggage is ok? It's luggage on rollers, it's practically a carry on, something that would fit in the compartment on top of you in the plane! He said I had to 'roll' the clothes for them to fit. Shit. 'Roll' it? I just had to tell him about our shoes and toiletries won't fit. He just told me to bring everything I wanted to bring and we'll figure it out when we get to his place. Well, I told him I was going to bring a handcarry and bet him that he's going to need another bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I being too sensitive here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? He STILL hasn't done is laundry, which is pretty much sky high. And he does this all the time! He'll wait to do his laundry sometimes even the day that we have to leave! I hate doing things last minute. I think that's what's irritating me, and J is a last minute type of guy. He'll rush things as opposed to getting things done in a timely manner, which totally stresses me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with the luggage thing, doesn't he realize that we're going to be shopping down there? I practically couldn't sleep last night because I kept thinking of all the bags that I'm going to have to lug around on our way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's funny too? J and I always get into arguments before we go away. Because we do things differently. I wouldn't have minded if I just packed me own stuff, but J always wants to keep things minimal, so he'll pack his clothes with mine! (Sometimes I already feel like we're married even though we're not!) The two time we ALWAYS get into arguments is a. When packing and b. When in the kitchen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. I've never been to Vegas. I'm excited, anxious and a little nervous for some reason. I'm also excited about my haircut today! Can't wait!&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://sarah.jeddahfalcons.com/2006/06/vegas-here-i-come.html</link><author>Sarah</author></item></channel></rss>
