<?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-26046009</id><updated>2012-02-16T13:22:48.810+01:00</updated><category term='Summer'/><category term='Personal'/><category term='Cars'/><category term='Babies'/><category term='Bananas'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='Cheese'/><category term='Cities'/><category term='Friends'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='films'/><category term='France'/><category term='Appreciation'/><category term='Wine'/><category term='Geography'/><category term='Editing'/><category term='Photoshop'/><category term='Politics'/><category term='values'/><category term='Fruits'/><category term='Languages'/><category term='University'/><category term='university. life'/><category term='Travel'/><category term='Theatre'/><category term='Awards'/><category term='internet'/><category term='Food'/><category term='Work'/><category term='Alcohol'/><category term='Al Pacino'/><category term='Africa'/><category term='Health'/><category term='News'/><category term='TV Series'/><category term='Disco'/><category term='Resurrection'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='Cuisine'/><category term='Quotes'/><category term='mafia'/><category term='mornings'/><category term='Junior College'/><category term='Exams'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='How to'/><category term='Jobs'/><category term='Opel'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Rainfall'/><category term='French'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Homemade'/><category term='adultery'/><category term='Driving'/><category term='Love'/><category term='Lifestyle'/><category term='Weekends'/><category term='Update'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Comedies'/><category term='Recipes'/><category term='Ireland'/><title type='text'>Go Bananas!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>81</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-2569922318268916440</id><published>2009-01-30T10:54:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T09:31:24.078+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuisine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemade'/><title type='text'>Personalised Chicken Pot Pies</title><content type='html'>Last week-end I fortunately finished my end of semester exams. After all the hard work I thought I needed a well-deserved break so I dedicated Saturday 24th to me and Baksu :) We spent a morning out doing some shopping (we also had to pass through the university library...it's impossible to run from uni stuff for a whole day!!). Anyways, everything was fine. We also watched the first episode of the new Lost season...Is Benjamin Linus on the good or on the evil side? Still cannot decide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you cannot really have a relaxed day without doing some beloved cooking can you? We decided to bake some chicken pot pies. The idea was taken from &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.weightwatchers.com"&gt;www.weightwatchers.com&lt;/a&gt;. But my artistic Baksu gave them a personalised touch! Here are the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLRDrh0UOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/POb01DKwLk8/s1600-h/P1000691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297025972895502562" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLRDrh0UOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/POb01DKwLk8/s320/P1000691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLS7x1WlzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/xG55mtH96qM/s1600-h/P1000693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297028036172355378" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLS7x1WlzI/AAAAAAAAAF0/xG55mtH96qM/s320/P1000693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baksu's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLTtWZ-liI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rbRup51EHYU/s1600-h/P1000694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297028887803237922" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLTtWZ-liI/AAAAAAAAAF8/rbRup51EHYU/s320/P1000694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esthie's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLRvnW53pI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m5IeYLVvCCI/s1600-h/P1000692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297026727690231442" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLRvnW53pI/AAAAAAAAAFs/m5IeYLVvCCI/s320/P1000692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lari's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also managed to do some sausage rolls from the dough we had left for which unfortunately we don't have any photos. We ate them later during the night while watching Madagascar II: Retrun 2 Africa :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-2569922318268916440?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2569922318268916440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=2569922318268916440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2569922318268916440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2569922318268916440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/personalised-chicken-pot-pies.html' title='Personalised Chicken Pot Pies'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SYLRDrh0UOI/AAAAAAAAAFk/POb01DKwLk8/s72-c/P1000691.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-5100403989396086317</id><published>2009-01-22T17:07:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T10:46:44.374+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Travel notes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;This is all about a project I intend to carry out in the "near" future. When I finish my uni course...hopefully!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sicily : it's all about the laughter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lyon: the welcoming city... where it all began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Clermont Ferrand: very short but very sweet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dunkerque: the land of Shtis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Belgium: land of the lovely houses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Lille: the intercultural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Slovenia: the land of dreams come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wales: the land of breath-taking scenery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ireland: the land of emerald green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Paris: the city of magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;London: the buzzing city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Future: Lech (Austria), Lubeck (Germany), Scotland??, Nepal??, Slovakia??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-5100403989396086317?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/5100403989396086317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=5100403989396086317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5100403989396086317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5100403989396086317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/travel-notes.html' title='Travel notes'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-5506872510795936803</id><published>2009-01-19T07:47:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T07:51:27.189+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to'/><title type='text'>The Vintage look in Photoshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;b&gt;Select your image.&lt;/b&gt; Try to find a standard-quality picture&lt;sup id="_ref-0" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Achieve-the-Vintage-Look-in-Photoshop#_note-0" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;, that's &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; either very small or very big.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Untitled-1_463.jpg" class="image" title="Untitled 1_463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/thumb/2/2f/Untitled-1_463.jpg/300px-Untitled-1_463.jpg" width="300" border="0" height="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Untitled-1_463.jpg" class="image" title="Untitled 1_463.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;b&gt;Open your image in Photoshop.&lt;/b&gt; If you have a problem with low picture quality, then consult the "Improving the Image Quality" section below to improve the quality before adding the vintage effect. If the picture is high quality, proceed to the next step.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Untitled-1_463.jpg" class="image" title="Untitled 1_463.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:1_754.jpg" class="image" title="1_754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/thumb/c/c0/1_754.jpg/300px-1_754.jpg" width="300" border="0" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;b&gt;Duplicate your image and again go to Blending Options.&lt;/b&gt; Choose Overlay or Soft Light, according to your preferences. If your image is a light one, it's better to keep it in low opacity such as 40%.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:13826ab_757.png" class="image" title="13826ab_757.png"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:3_220.jpg" class="image" title="3_220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/thumb/2/2f/3_220.jpg/300px-3_220.jpg" width="300" border="0" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;b&gt;Go to Layer&lt;/b&gt;&gt;New Adjustment Layer&gt;Selective Color.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Input these numbers&lt;/b&gt; in the following order: &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Reds:&lt;/span&gt;+67, -48, -26, +31&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:cyan;"&gt;Cyans:&lt;/span&gt; +29&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whites: 0, -45, +18, +8&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:grey;"&gt;Neutrals:&lt;/span&gt; +59, -11, -27, +15&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;b&gt;Blacks:&lt;/b&gt; +51, +25, +23, -12 &lt;center&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:4_626.jpg" class="image" title="4_626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/thumb/6/6e/4_626.jpg/300px-4_626.jpg" width="300" border="0" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:4_626.jpg" class="image" title="4_626.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/center&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;b&gt;Make a new layer&lt;/b&gt; (Ctrl+shift+n).Go to Edit&gt;Fill and fill it with #1200ff or any rich blue color.This will fill your whole image with this colour but don't panic.Your image is not gone!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Untitled-2_51.jpg" class="image" title="Untitled 2_51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/thumb/8/8f/Untitled-2_51.jpg/300px-Untitled-2_51.jpg" width="300" border="0" height="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Untitled-2_51.jpg" class="image" title="Untitled 2_51.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;b&gt;Right click your new layer&lt;/b&gt; and select again Blending Options. Set it to "Exclusion" and Opacity at 20-25%.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Untitled-2_51.jpg" class="image" title="Untitled 2_51.jpg"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:5_745.jpg" class="image" title="5_745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/thumb/9/93/5_745.jpg/300px-5_745.jpg" width="300" border="0" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;b&gt;Add another layer and fill it again&lt;/b&gt; in this color: 8581b6. Go to Blending Options and select Color Dodge and set the Opacity to 25-30%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:6_621.jpg" class="image" title="6_621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/thumb/5/52/6_621.jpg/300px-6_621.jpg" width="300" border="0" height="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-5506872510795936803?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/5506872510795936803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=5506872510795936803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5506872510795936803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5506872510795936803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2009/01/vintage-look-in-photoshop.html' title='The Vintage look in Photoshop'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-2363754945432140440</id><published>2008-09-03T13:01:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T13:04:31.678+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Women pick men that look like dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/em/fr/-/1/hi/health/7593336.stm" target="_blank"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/go/em/&lt;wbr&gt;fr/-/1/hi/health/7593336.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's what I also did...my bf and my father tend to have some similar facial characteristics but I didn't know it could have been explained that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-2363754945432140440?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2363754945432140440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=2363754945432140440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2363754945432140440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2363754945432140440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/09/women-pick-men-that-look-like-that.html' title='Women pick men that look like dad'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-7426396165151461</id><published>2008-08-07T10:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T11:00:27.364+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babies'/><title type='text'>Babies are what you eat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is impressive. Read here:&lt;a href="http://ec.europa.eu/research/infocentre/article_en.cfm?id=/research/headlines/news/article_08_08_04_en.html&amp;amp;artid=7873&amp;amp;item=Infocentre"&gt; http://ec.europa.eu/research/infocentre/article_en.cfm?id=/research/headlines/news/article_08_08_04_en.html&amp;amp;artid=7873&amp;amp;item=Infocentre &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-7426396165151461?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7426396165151461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=7426396165151461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/7426396165151461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/7426396165151461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/08/babies-are-what-you-eat.html' title='Babies are what you eat'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-8334972720665473093</id><published>2008-05-27T11:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:29:32.210+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Vachement bravo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What a relief!! That's all that I can say :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-8334972720665473093?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8334972720665473093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=8334972720665473093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8334972720665473093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8334972720665473093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/05/vachement-bravo.html' title='Vachement bravo!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-923969206433611192</id><published>2008-04-28T15:06:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T15:16:38.540+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cities'/><title type='text'>Cities by Night...from Space!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXNaSRKk7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/cv1BwIwU74E/s1600-h/ISS006-E-44123_el_paso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXNaSRKk7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/cv1BwIwU74E/s320/ISS006-E-44123_el_paso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194283596705862578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXNCSRKk5I/AAAAAAAAADw/FmsoRxJD0dI/s1600-h/ISS016-E-027586_tokyo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXNCSRKk5I/AAAAAAAAADw/FmsoRxJD0dI/s320/ISS016-E-027586_tokyo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194283184389002130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXNCSRKk6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/OUqFEF4R3Ms/s1600-h/ISS016-E-16189_mecca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXNCSRKk6I/AAAAAAAAAD4/OUqFEF4R3Ms/s320/ISS016-E-16189_mecca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194283184389002146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXMoiRKk0I/AAAAAAAAADI/mYgrhyjpdh4/s1600-h/ISS016-E-027034_british_isles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXMoiRKk0I/AAAAAAAAADI/mYgrhyjpdh4/s320/ISS016-E-027034_british_isles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194282742007370562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXMpCRKk1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/_sQiKdHWn3E/s1600-h/ISS007-E-16525_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXMpCRKk1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/_sQiKdHWn3E/s320/ISS007-E-16525_night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194282750597305170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXMpSRKk2I/AAAAAAAAADY/zaAYnZLB8C4/s1600-h/ISS016-E-026150_denver.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXMpSRKk2I/AAAAAAAAADY/zaAYnZLB8C4/s320/ISS016-E-026150_denver.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194282754892272482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denver, Colorado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXMpiRKk3I/AAAAAAAAADg/_fsJ6n7-ng4/s1600-h/ISS016-E-27162_long_beach.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXMpiRKk3I/AAAAAAAAADg/_fsJ6n7-ng4/s320/ISS016-E-27162_long_beach.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194282759187239794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long Beach, California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Bubix/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-923969206433611192?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/923969206433611192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=923969206433611192' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/923969206433611192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/923969206433611192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/04/cities-by-nightfrom-space.html' title='Cities by Night...from Space!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/SBXNaSRKk7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/cv1BwIwU74E/s72-c/ISS006-E-44123_el_paso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4777938775186113994</id><published>2008-03-26T09:21:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T09:23:14.357+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photoshop'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to'/><title type='text'>Lightning Effect with Photoshop</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Open the image you're editing&lt;/b&gt; or make a new file. The example shown here uses an RGB 300 x 100 with a black background.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Lightning1_556.gif" class="image" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/8/8f/Lightning1_556.gif" alt="" longdesc="/Image:Lightning1_556.gif" height="100" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Draw the lines&lt;/b&gt; in the position you want the lightning to be. Use a 1px paintbrush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Use the 'Wind' filter&lt;/b&gt;. Filter &gt; Stylize &gt; Wind. Select the method as 'Wind' and the direction 'From the left'. Now repeat except change the direction to 'From the right'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Lightning2_794.gif" class="image" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/7/77/Lightning2_794.gif" alt="" longdesc="/Image:Lightning2_794.gif" height="100" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rotate the image 90 degrees.&lt;/b&gt; Click Image &gt; Rotate &gt; 90 degrees right. Repeat the previous step and rotate it 90 left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Move to Filter &gt; Distort &gt; Ripple,&lt;/b&gt; set the amount to 100%, and hit "OK".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; &lt;div class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Lightning_316.gif" class="image" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/5/51/Lightning_316.gif" alt="" longdesc="/Image:Lightning_316.gif" height="100" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go to "Enhance &gt; Adjust Color &gt; Hue/Saturation"&lt;/b&gt;. At the bottom right corner, hit "Colorize". Now adjust the "Hue" bar and the "Saturation" bar until you get a color you like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-4777938775186113994?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4777938775186113994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4777938775186113994' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4777938775186113994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4777938775186113994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/03/lightning-effect-with-photoshop.html' title='Lightning Effect with Photoshop'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4798165619089050710</id><published>2008-01-25T14:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:24:59.033+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuisine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recipes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><title type='text'>Hot chocolate recipe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Hot chocolate can be a delicious and comforting beverage, especially during cold winter months. If chilled, however, you'll have a refreshing drink or possibly a dessert depending on how you dress it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hot chocolate should not to be confused with hot cocoa. The former is made with actual chocolate and is a richer, much more substantial beverage. The latter is produced from cocoa powder or from a manufactured product containing cocoa powder such as hot cocoa mixes available at grocery stores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;milk/water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optional Inredients&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;flavourings: such as herbs, spices, liqueur, mint etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Method&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Obtain some good quality chocolate. This can be milk, dark, or even white chocolate, depending on your preferences and flavors you wish to add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:01_671.JPG" class="image" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/e/e5/01_671.JPG" alt="" longdesc="/Image:01_671.JPG" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Chop the chocolate finely on a clean cutting board or counter. One of the easiest ways to chop the chocolate is to use a serrated knife.  The amount of chocolate you use depends on how strong and rich you want the beverage to be. A good starting point is 25g of chocolate per cup of liquid. If you need more chocolate, simply add it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Turn the stove top to a medium-low or low setting. Pour milk or water into the pot and gently add the chopped chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;        An alternative to direct heat is to double boil. If you choose to double boil, place a small pot         of water on high heat and put a metal bowl on top. Add the chocolate and stir until fully                 melted turning the heat down some once the water has reached boiling point. Then add                 cream at 1:1 to the chocolate and stir, effectively making a ganache. The ganache will be                 added to your mug of hot milk when finished. Add any flavorings suggested below to the             ganache while stirring in the cream. (Using the double boil method should make it more                 difficult to burn your chocolately goodness, but be careful with the bowl as it will get hot!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Make sure each serving of hot chocolate is at least 4oz (120ml) for a richer beverage and at        most 8oz (240ml) for a thinner beverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      This is the point where you can add liqueur if you wish. Doing so now will burn off some of            the alcohol and mellow out the flavor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Spices and other flavorings can be added here as well. To increase their flavor presence in            the hot chocolate, they will need the opportunity to steep for a longer period of time.                    However, if you want a subtler, less pronounced flavor, hold off for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   4.   Stir continuously with a whisk until the liquid and chocolate combine completely. Just when          you think the two are incorporated, you might notice black flecks scattered in the chocolaty          matrix. These flecks are bits of unmelted chocolate, so you should continue to stir until they          disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/baks/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:04_144.JPG" class="image" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/3/38/04_144.JPG" alt="" longdesc="/Image:04_144.JPG" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;    5.  Add desired flavorings once you have a fully emulsified liquid in the pot. Liqueur can also be         added, but if you do so now, you might find the flavor too strong because the alcohol will not         have had a chance to evaporate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   6. Turn off the heat and pour in cups immediately afterwards. Garnish with whatever you                 wish, such as mint leaves, cinnamon sticks, or whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   7. Enjoy! And have fun with trying out all sorts of variations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;" class="floatright"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:06_880.JPG" class="image" title=""&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/0/0e/06_880.JPG" alt="" longdesc="/Image:06_880.JPG" height="150" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/26046009-4798165619089050710?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4798165619089050710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4798165619089050710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4798165619089050710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4798165619089050710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/01/hot-chocolate-recipe.html' title='Hot chocolate recipe'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-5853236077694585693</id><published>2008-01-24T11:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T11:38:33.505+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Exam postponed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Nice when you've been studying 2 whole days for tomorrow's exam and you receive a message the type "Tomorrow's exam has been postponed to a week later". Isn't it? It's even nicer when you consider that your brain won't memorise what you studied now for a week later and that the day before the new date I have another exam that finishes at 5pm. How on earth am I going to study what I did in 2 days just between 6.30pm. till around 9.am next morning?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brilliant idea of it all is that the concerned department won't even dare to contact you and you get to know through a dear fellow who happened to go to university and by chance sees the new notice and sms collegues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this continues to proof my hypothesis: the University of ***** is nothing but stinky shit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I just want to say to all the responsible:&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much AND&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU all!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-5853236077694585693?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/5853236077694585693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=5853236077694585693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5853236077694585693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5853236077694585693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/01/exam-postponed.html' title='Exam postponed'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-3450717904795762947</id><published>2008-01-22T18:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T18:10:54.889+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Exams on the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tralala...here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri 25th Jan - Economic Geography&lt;br /&gt;Tue 29th Jan - Analyse de la langue&lt;br /&gt;Thu 31st Jan - Commentaire Composé&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be mistaken, I have only 3 exams because I had 11 presentatiosn and assignments to do during the whole semester.  I don't know why I'm feeling quite relaxed about these exams. I don't know if this is good or bad either.  Over-confidence is not usually recommended. But on the other hand, I did study (almost everything) already so I shouldn't worry. Or should I? Let's keep our fingers crossed  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-3450717904795762947?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/3450717904795762947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=3450717904795762947' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/3450717904795762947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/3450717904795762947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/01/exams-on-way.html' title='Exams on the way'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-8498995676767851104</id><published>2008-01-16T23:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T23:08:18.787+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><title type='text'>Crazy World</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How else can you describe the situation where the lecturer that has beaten the shit out of you last year asks you "Did you continue French Honours? Because your French is so good." Should I punch him in the face or should I smile because IT happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....I'll tell you the answer in a year and a half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...BTW I did continue French Honours...   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-8498995676767851104?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8498995676767851104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=8498995676767851104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8498995676767851104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8498995676767851104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/01/crazy-world.html' title='Crazy World'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4476545412329238753</id><published>2008-01-07T14:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T14:39:09.422+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuisine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemade'/><title type='text'>Update of homemade dishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R4IrXor5d2I/AAAAAAAAADA/PfYcdaARPhc/s1600-h/DSCN6596.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R4IrXor5d2I/AAAAAAAAADA/PfYcdaARPhc/s320/DSCN6596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152728608723793762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Risotto and Meat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-4476545412329238753?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4476545412329238753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4476545412329238753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4476545412329238753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4476545412329238753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2008/01/update-of-homemade-dishes.html' title='Update of homemade dishes'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R4IrXor5d2I/AAAAAAAAADA/PfYcdaARPhc/s72-c/DSCN6596.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-9063222781574179175</id><published>2007-12-06T18:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T19:31:01.239+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love'/><title type='text'>4 ans d'amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There was a time when my favourite day of the year was my birth day.  For the past 4 years, my best day of the year has changed to the 6th of December.  4 years ago, I was on one of the local online chat rooms.  There was no one I knew online. Not knowing what to do, I remembered that once my cousin was talking to somebody nicknamed "WiteXadow" on my pc.  I searched through the list and yep...WiteXadow was there.  From hi, asl pls and that usual stuff on IRC, we got to discussing a poster of a new album by Katatonia.  Something was different with this person...you know how things usually end up with these chat rooms but I already sensed this was going to be particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 1 month or so, with the help of 2 imaginary friends (which were monkeys), we managed to make a  date.   This was the 6th Dec 2003. Very unusually, I arrived late on that day, so WhiteXadow had to choose himself a film for us to watch.  (PS: this was my first and last time that I arrived late coz for the rest of the time it was WiteXadow who arrives late :P).  Anyway, WiteXadow bought us tickets for Kill Bill vol 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the whole film, much talking took place between me and WiteXadow.  This had nothing to do with love thingies and stuff like that...so till 3/4 of the film I had still no idea of when "THAT" was going to happen.  However, very much towards the end of the film some finger playing commenced. Phew!!...that was a good sign :)  When the final notes of the film started to be displayed on screen, "THAT"  did happen!! We got so lost in it, that the lights were now on, most ppl had left the cinema hall and the ushers were on verge to put us out lol.  As soon as we realised that, we decided to continue what we had left in a place that sheltered us for a whole month (and whenever we have the time to relive those early moments).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years later, WiteXadow has become what I usually refer to as Baksu.  Many things have gone past us through these 4 years.  Many things changed as well. But one thing always remained: the unsurmountable love between us that, it seems, keep getting stronger day after day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-9063222781574179175?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/9063222781574179175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=9063222781574179175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/9063222781574179175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/9063222781574179175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/12/4-ans-damour.html' title='4 ans d&apos;amour'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-6333365276258621772</id><published>2007-12-03T15:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T15:39:11.126+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuisine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homemade'/><title type='text'>Home-made dishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QTrCh9ePI/AAAAAAAAAC4/u-PTFJBxF4Y/s1600-R/IMG_1080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QTrCh9ePI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Eyoyri-O5xk/s320/IMG_1080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139754704871192818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meat with peppered sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QTJyh9eOI/AAAAAAAAACw/0phyLocii-c/s1600-R/Pic+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QTJyh9eOI/AAAAAAAAACw/nZdgMIO3Htg/s320/Pic+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139754133640542434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti al pomodoro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QS7yh9eNI/AAAAAAAAACo/wh8MkGwgng8/s1600-R/IMG_1056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QS7yh9eNI/AAAAAAAAACo/A3bbd85DM2I/s320/IMG_1056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139753893122373842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potato and coloured peppers frittata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QSnCh9eMI/AAAAAAAAACg/Ppo3LDPiSdA/s1600-R/IMG_1045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QSnCh9eMI/AAAAAAAAACg/fdXCdc0BY9E/s320/IMG_1045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139753536640088258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork Satay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QSPSh9eLI/AAAAAAAAACY/IOxuKZUAMHE/s1600-R/IMG_1032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QSPSh9eLI/AAAAAAAAACY/85xDcOpqfOc/s320/IMG_1032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139753128618195122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken &amp;amp; Veg kebabs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QRzih9eJI/AAAAAAAAACI/ray-BYRkSOw/s1600-R/IMG_1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QRzih9eJI/AAAAAAAAACI/lkLe_eY0PSk/s320/IMG_1009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139752651876825234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza margherita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QQySh9eHI/AAAAAAAAAB4/pgkWEydDm4k/s1600-R/Pic+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QR0Sh9eKI/AAAAAAAAACQ/2Vc8rG-4_8A/s320/IMG_1011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139752664761727138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salami &amp;amp; veg pizza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-6333365276258621772?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/6333365276258621772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=6333365276258621772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/6333365276258621772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/6333365276258621772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/12/home-made-dishes.html' title='Home-made dishes'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/R1QTrCh9ePI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Eyoyri-O5xk/s72-c/IMG_1080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-8416481242594754272</id><published>2007-11-19T22:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T22:36:10.450+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fruits'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bananas'/><title type='text'>Go Bananas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span class="q" id="q_11659cf53568190d_0"&gt;&lt;div bg style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;A  professor at CCNY for a physiological psych class told his class about bananas.   He said the expression "going bananas" is from the effects of bananas on  the brain.  Read on: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 298px;" src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?realattid=0.0.1&amp;amp;attid=0.4&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11659cf53568190d" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, put your banana in the refrigerator!!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This  is interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;After  reading this, you'll never look at a banana in the same way again.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;Bananas  contain three natural sugars - sucrose, fructose and glucose combined with  fiber. A banana gives an instant, sustained and substantial boost of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Research has proven that just two bananas provide enough energy for a  strenuous 90-minute workout. No wonder the banana is the number one fruit with  the world's leading athletes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But energy isn't the only way a banana can  help us keep fit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;It  can also help overcome or prevent a substantial number of illnesses and  conditions, making it a must to add to our daily diet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?realattid=0.0.2&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11659cf53568190d" border="0" height="278" width="151" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depression:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;  According to a recent survey undertaken by MIND amongst people suffering from  depression, many felt much better after eating a banana. This is because bananas  contain tryptophan, a type of protein that the body converts into serotonin,  known to make you relax, improve your mood and generally make you feel happier.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PMS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; Forget the pills  - eat a banana. The vitamin B6 it contains regulates blood glucose levels, which  can affect your mood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anemia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; High in iron,  bananas can stimulate the production of hemoglobin in the blood and so helps in  cases of anemia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood  Pressure:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; This unique  tropical fruit is extremely high in potassium yet low in salt, making it perfect  to beat blood pressure. So much so, the US Food and Drug Administration has just  allowed the banana industry to make official claims for the fruit's ability to  reduce the risk of blood pressure and stroke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?realattid=0.0.3&amp;amp;attid=0.3&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11659cf53568190d" border="0" height="208" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brain Power:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; 200  students at a Twickenham (Middlesex) school (England) were helped through their  exams this year by eating bananas at breakfast, break, and lunch in a bid to  boost their brain power. Research has shown that the potassium-packed fruit can  assist learning by making pupils more alert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constipation:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;High in fiber,  including bananas in the diet can help restore normal bowel action, helping to  overcome the problem without resorting to laxatives. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangovers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; One of the  quickest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;ways of curing a  hangover is to make a banana milkshake, sweetened with honey. The banana calms  the stomach and, with the help of the honey, builds up depleted blood sugar  levels, while the milk soothes and re-hydrates your system.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table style="width: 100%; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="cbln"&gt;&lt;div class="mb"&gt;&lt;div id="mb_1"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="q" id="q_11659cf53568190d_0"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;Heartburn:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; Bananas have a  natural antacid effect in the body, so if you suffer from heartburn, try eating  a banana for soothing relief. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning Sickness:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;  Snacking on bananas between meals helps to keep blood sugar levels up and avoid  morning sickness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mosquito  bites:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; Before reaching  for the insect bite cream, try rubbing the affected area with the inside of a  banana skin. Many people find it amazingly successful at reducing swelling and  irritation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nerves:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; Bananas are high  in B vitamins that help calm the nervous system. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?realattid=0.0.4&amp;amp;attid=0.2&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11659cf53568190d" border="0" height="375" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overweight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; and  at work? Studies at the Institute of Psychology in Austria found pressure at  work leads to gorging on comfort food like chocolate and chips. Looking at 5,000  hospital patients, researchers found the most obese were more likely to be in  high-pressure jobs. The report concluded that, to avoid panic-induced food  cravings, we need to control our blood sugar levels by snacking on high  carbohydrate foods every two hours to keep levels steady. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulcers:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; The banana is  used as the dietary food against intestinal disorders because of its soft  texture and smoothness. It is the only raw fruit that can be eaten without  distress in over-chronicler cases. It also neutralizes over-acidity and reduces  irritation by coating the lining of the stomach. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temperature  control:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; Many other  cultures see bananas as a "cooling" fruit that can lower both the physical and  emotional temperature of expectant mothers. In Thailand , for example, pregnant  women eat bananas to ensure their baby is born with a cool temperature.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;  &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seasonal Affective Disorder (SAD):  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;Bananas can help  SAD sufferers because they contain the natural mood enhancer tryptophan.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smoking  &amp;amp;Tobacco Use:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; Bananas can also  help people trying to give up smoking. The B6, B12 they contain, as well as the  potassium and magnesium found in them, help the body recover from the effects of  nicotine withdrawal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; Potassium is a  vital mineral, which helps normalize the heartbeat, sends oxygen to the brain  and regulates your body's water balance. When we are stressed, our metabolic  rate rises, thereby reducing our potassium levels. These can be rebalanced with  the help of a high-potassium banana snack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strokes:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;According to  research in The New England Journal of Medicine, eating bananas as part of a  regular diet can cut the risk of death by strokes by as much as 40%!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warts:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; Those keen on  natural alternatives swear that if you want to kill off a wart, take a piece of  banana skin and place it on the wart, with the yellow side out. Carefully hold  the skin in place with a plaster or surgical tape! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;So,  a banana really is a natural remedy for many ills. When you compare it to an  apple, it has four times the protein, twice the carbohydrate, three times the  phosphorus, five times the vitamin A and iron, and twice the other vitamins and  minerals. It is also rich in potassium and is one of the best value foods around  So maybe its time to change that well-known phrase so that we say, "A banana a  day keeps the doctor away!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:18;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="cbrn"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" id="cm_1"&gt;&lt;div class="s cg cbn2"&gt;&lt;div class="cg cbn2" id="rc_1"&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="cbln2"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%;"&gt;&lt;table class="rct qr" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;table class="rtab" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="" id="sm_2"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="rtabi"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&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/26046009-8416481242594754272?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8416481242594754272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=8416481242594754272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8416481242594754272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8416481242594754272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/11/go-bananas.html' title='Go Bananas!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4912672873321114467</id><published>2007-10-19T17:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:13:35.865+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How to'/><title type='text'>Il Vino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How to taste wine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Look at the &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Select-a-Bottle-of-Wine" title="Select a Bottle of Wine"&gt;wine&lt;/a&gt;, especially around the edges. Tilting the glass a bit can make it easier to see the way the color changes from the center to the edges. Holding the glass in front of a white background, such as a &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Fold-a-Napkin-Into-a-Pyramid" title="Fold a Napkin Into a Pyramid"&gt;napkin&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Choose-a-Tablecloth-Size" title="Choose a Tablecloth Size"&gt;tablecloth&lt;/a&gt;, or sheet of &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Make-Paper" title="Make Paper"&gt;paper&lt;/a&gt;, is another good way to make out the wine's true color. Look for the color of the &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Open-a-Bottle-of-Wine" title="Open a Bottle of Wine"&gt;wine&lt;/a&gt; and the clarity. White &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Find-the-Best-Wines-from-Canada" title="Find the Best Wines from Canada"&gt;wines&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Brew-Cheap-Wine" title="Brew Cheap Wine"&gt;wine&lt;/a&gt; so you can compare its fragrance after swirling.&lt;/span&gt; become darker as they age while time causes red wines to lose their color turning more brownish, often with a small amount of harmless, dark red sediment in the bottom of the bottle or glass. This is also a good time to catch a preliminary sniff of the &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swirl the &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Become-a-Wine-Connoisseur" title="Become a Wine Connoisseur"&gt;wine&lt;/a&gt; in your &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Remove-a-Glass-Stuck-Inside-Another-Glass" title="Remove a Glass Stuck Inside Another Glass"&gt;glass&lt;/a&gt;. This is to mix oxygen in with the wine, which will soften the tannins of a young wine. It also spreads the liquid over the surface of the glass so that more of the wine can evaporate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sniff the wine. Initially you should hold the glass a few inches from your &lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Unblock-Your-Nose" title="Unblock Your Nose"&gt;nose&lt;/a&gt;. Then let your nose go into the glass. What do you smell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take a sip of wine, but do not swallow yet. Roll the wine around in your mouth exposing it to all of your taste buds. Do this for at least a few seconds before swallowing, taking time to think about the flavors you are experiencing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take another sip of the wine, but this time (especially if you are drinking a red wine) introduce air with it. In other words, slurp the wine (without making a loud slurping noise, of course). Note the subtle differences in flavor and texture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Note the aftertaste when you swallow. How long does the finish last? Do you like the taste?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-4912672873321114467?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4912672873321114467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4912672873321114467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4912672873321114467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4912672873321114467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/10/il-vino.html' title='Il Vino'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4296165100212388854</id><published>2007-10-15T18:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T18:28:02.363+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainfall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disco'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><title type='text'>Weekend with a twist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We haven't had a weekend like this for ages.  It's nice being in a group but it's awesome if once in a while you go out alone as a couple...bringing on memories of those first few dates :)  Well, that's what happened to baksu and me last weekend. Our friends were engaged in a family meal. This left baksu and me to ponder what to do for the weekend. Normally, in cases like this we just go and eat somewhere. No, don't rush now...we still went to that continental mid-budget restaurant to satisfy our appetite. Coming to think of it, that spinach and mushroom tagliatelle was finger-licking good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the twist came afterwards. Instead of going back home or to a quiet little place, baksu and me hit the dancefloor!!! Oh my god! I can't remember the last time we did this, really.  I was on cloud nine. Another unexpected twist took place on our way back home. Outside, it was raining cats and dogs (already not a very common occurence on this boiling piece of earth).  It was raining so much that we were having trouble passing through the drowned streets. We made a deviation hoping for the better, but the water situation turned out worse. We stopped the car, not knowing what to do next...just praying not to be pushed away with the water current. Our prayers were heard, coz after a few moments the rain got to a halt and the amount of water on the roads was reduced considerably. After more than 1.5hrs we arrived home...a journey that normally takes us not more than 20mins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-4296165100212388854?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4296165100212388854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4296165100212388854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4296165100212388854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4296165100212388854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/10/weekend-with-twist.html' title='Weekend with a twist'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-2733147671817121752</id><published>2007-09-13T12:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T12:27:00.205+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><title type='text'>Terrifying words in English</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The most 9 terrifying words in the English language are: "I'm from the government and I'm here to help".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---Ronald Reagan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-2733147671817121752?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2733147671817121752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=2733147671817121752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2733147671817121752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2733147671817121752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/09/terrifying-words-in-english.html' title='Terrifying words in English'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-2720675278313098600</id><published>2007-09-12T14:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T15:22:05.939+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ireland'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Less than a week for Eire</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Enthusiasm is really piling up now.  I was sick for the 3 days I hoped I would be relaxing on our neighbouring island. Therefore, strictly speaking this would be my only full holiday for the year.  I said "full" because the Christmas holidays are no longer the do-nothing sort of holidays with exams just round the corner.  Anyway this is our "final" plan while on the emerald land:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue 18th Sept: arrival in Dublin airport. Head straight to Roscrea. Some sightseeing, dinner and early night in preparation for the long journey the morning after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed 19th Sept: departure to County Kerry early in the morning.  Expected visits: Ring of Kerry, Killorglin, Kerrybog Village Museum, Caherciveen, Valentia Island, Waterville, Skellig Ring, Caherdaniel, Staigue Fort, Kenmare. Perhaps a visit to Galway if time permits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killarney and around: St. Mary's Cathedral, Famine Memorial, Franciscan Friary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killarney National Park: Knockreer House &amp; Gardens, Insfallen Island, Muckross Estate, Gap of Dunloe, Ross Castle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat 22nd Sept: departure to County Wicklow early in the morning. Expected visits: Military trail, Enniskerry, Powerscourt Estate, Glencree, Sally Gap, Roundwood, Glenmacnass, Wicklow Gap, Glendalough, Upper &amp;amp; Lower lakes, Glenmalure, Cullen's Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon 24th Sept: very early departure to Dublin. Plan is not yet fixed. Probable day tour bus ride. Definitely meeting our pal and his gf at some point in the evening/night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue 25th Sept: early morning flight back home :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-2720675278313098600?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2720675278313098600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=2720675278313098600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2720675278313098600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2720675278313098600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/09/less-than-week-for-eire.html' title='Less than a week for Eire'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-7795718289046481197</id><published>2007-08-22T14:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:41:19.811+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV Series'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comedies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Keeping Up Appearances</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Bucket (spelled: Bouquet) Residence...The Lady of the house speaking :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I was in no mood for serious and thoughtful related films. So two days ago I popped in a nearby DVD shop and rented the first two seasons from the TV Series "Keeping Up Appearances".  This was probably one of the best things I did this month (or year?).  Patricia Routledge starrs her character as Hyacinth to perfection and together with her little candle light suppers and her sister Violet whose house has a swimming pool, sauna and room for a pony, she manages to keep a smile on my face for quite some time of the day.  Other characters, including her neighbour Liz and her trembling when it comes to handling fine bone china, Onslow and his laissez-faire attitude, her sisters Daisy and Rose with their obsession with love and passion, make this series one of the best comedies I've ever seen.  So far, so good: 5/5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Bernice/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-7795718289046481197?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7795718289046481197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=7795718289046481197' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/7795718289046481197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/7795718289046481197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/08/keeping-up-appearances.html' title='Keeping Up Appearances'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-2884580198884007467</id><published>2007-08-10T13:07:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T13:19:10.931+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Appreciation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Work'/><title type='text'>Some do appreciate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As I previously posted, I have been working in a reservation call centre for the past month or so.  Frankly, it's not an easy job.  Had it been only reservations (as it is intended to be), that would have made it easier.  However, many people phone to try and get everything for free and if they do not succeed in doing so, they start calling you names that only God himself knows from where did they pick them up.  Nonetheless, from time to time, you get a call from a really nice and kind person who understands that what you are doing is your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Yesterday evening I had quite a particular call.  At first I thought the person on the line was one of those who have nothing better to do with their lives, so they phone us to let it all out.  But as I went through the history of this caller, I realised that I couldn't blame him for his behaviour.  The company had made quite a few mistakes in his regard.  I fetched a supervisor, since my position as a call agent does not allow me to make certain decisions by myself.  But apparently the supervisor was having a row with someone on a mobile phone, therefore no interest was shown as to the caller's problem.  I tried to help the customer the best I could offer.  And the best thing is....the caller appreciated it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dear *******&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you so much for all your help this afternoon and for being the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;person at *** ***** to actually take my complaint seriously; you handled a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very annoyed customer very professionally and calmly; you managed to solve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my immediate problem as well as making sure I got your email address correct&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so you could pass my complaint on.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm very sorry if I was a bit aggressive....however if you read the email&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you may see why I might be a bit upset!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do show this to your supervisor....in my view you are excellent at your job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Many thanks again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Best regards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;******* *****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Managing Director&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;************   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, some do appreciate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-2884580198884007467?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2884580198884007467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=2884580198884007467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2884580198884007467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2884580198884007467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/08/some-do-appreciate.html' title='Some do appreciate'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4959089876974458383</id><published>2007-08-06T18:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T08:59:38.331+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='films'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Al Pacino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mafia'/><title type='text'>Scarface</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a film that impresses you. Al Pacino at his best. Words from this movie keep getting at you, and every time they get to you...you realise over and over again the truth in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "I always tell the truth, even when I lie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- " Lesson number one: Don't underestimate the other guy's greed!"&lt;br /&gt;  "Lesson number two: Don't get high on your own supply."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- " I'm Tony Montana! You fuck with me, you fuckin' with the best!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Every day above ground is a good day."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"In this country, you gotta make the money first. Then when you get the money, you get the power. Then when you get the power, then you get the women"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"All I have in this world is my balls and my word and I don't break them for no one"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-" You know what capitalism is? Getting fucked!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"This is paradise, I'm tellin' ya. This town like a great big pussy just waiting to get fucked."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;These are just SOME of the phrases that keep on thumping on my ears. There are lots more. Just an interesting fact: this movie uses the word "fuck" 207 times in all. An average of 1.22 "fucks" per minute!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-4959089876974458383?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4959089876974458383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4959089876974458383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4959089876974458383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4959089876974458383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/08/scarface.html' title='Scarface'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-8986313186825834683</id><published>2007-07-31T17:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T17:41:53.968+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jobs'/><title type='text'>Promoted to 2nd yr!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah...I still exist.  My last few posts regarded my exams time-table. Here I am, two months later, proudly stating that I am promoted to 2nd yr :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in my life, I managed to get two jobs this summer: TEFL teacher and call agent with the country's national airline. However, this was proving quite difficult and stressing for me.  As a result, I quit my teacher job on Monday.  It was the less stressing of the two jobs, but it also was only a summer job. The call agent thingy I can keep even during university, so it proved to be the best option to make. I need money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-8986313186825834683?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8986313186825834683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=8986313186825834683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8986313186825834683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8986313186825834683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/07/promoted-to-2nd-yr.html' title='Promoted to 2nd yr!!!!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-3409603155759780442</id><published>2007-05-22T16:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T16:16:48.753+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have some interesting updates to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one regards my unforgettable birthday, by the sea eating delicious Chinese food with my baby.  It was so romantic this time, thinking of that bottle of red wine with a white rose tied round its neck and that little game revealing a trip to Ireland coming September :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second update: I passed my driving test!!!!! I just couldn't believe it.  It has become no easy task these days.  One of my fellow candidates was saying something about hers being the 4th attempt... Phew! That's one hell of a relief! Any one for a ride dudes?       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-3409603155759780442?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/3409603155759780442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=3409603155759780442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/3409603155759780442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/3409603155759780442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/05/good-news.html' title='Good News'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4173324982112459639</id><published>2007-05-07T17:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T17:17:36.555+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='University'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exams'/><title type='text'>Exams Time-Table</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;...as if I need to be reminded.  Anyways, this shows the degree of the obsession I am developing as regards to the beloved exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wednesday 30 th May:  8.00 am - 9.15 am: Perfectionnement de la langue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thursday 31 st May:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;8.00 am - 10.00 am: Initiation à&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; la traduction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                   &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;   4.45 pm - 6.45 pm: Population, Culture, Society II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday 1st June:  2.15 pm - 3.15 pm: Le &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;théâtre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"  &gt;au XXe si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:times new roman;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ècle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        4.45 pm - 5.45 pm: Geomorphology and Oceanography&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 2nd June: 9.15 am - 11.15 am: Pratique de l'Oral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 5th June: 12.00 pm - 12.15 pm: Linguistique Théorique I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An exam or 2 nearly every day...just fine!       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/26046009-4173324982112459639?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4173324982112459639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4173324982112459639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4173324982112459639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4173324982112459639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/05/exams-time-table.html' title='Exams Time-Table'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4165060640826212416</id><published>2007-04-22T09:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T09:33:45.932+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Awards'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Junior College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><title type='text'>Literary Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last Friday was held the 5th Junior College Awards event.  I was so surprised that I got an invitation.  Plus there was nothing written on what my award is all about.  Once there I got to know I had been awarded a Literary Price for having placed 2nd in a literary competition entitled &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Concours Vision d'Europe &lt;/span&gt;at the Alliance Francaise de Malte.  It was a pleasant evening!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-4165060640826212416?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4165060640826212416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4165060640826212416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4165060640826212416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4165060640826212416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/04/literary-award.html' title='Literary Award'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-104857163645419631</id><published>2007-04-16T14:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T14:13:16.516+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mornings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university. life'/><title type='text'>Good Morning!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, this morning was one of the best I had lately (not considering the weekend break at Baksu's farmhouse).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I saw this morning when I opened my eyes was Baksu.  He passed to my house to hand me a book which I had to use later today.  I was so happy to see him that I couldn't help but grab him closer, kissed for a while and whispered some sweet early morning words. I wish we had more time before he would start work.... ;) But I can't really complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make things even more wonderful, at 9.45 I received a phone call from one of my fellow students who told me that we were having an extra lecture today at 10.00 and instead of the lectures from 12.00 to 14.00 we were going to have lectures at 15.00 to 17.00.  Well, first of all I have no means to make it to university in 15 mins and secondly I already had an appointment with my driving instructor at 15.00, which appointment I cannot cancel because I already had cancelled a previous one due to the unfortunate loss of my grandfather.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning: no university today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-104857163645419631?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/104857163645419631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=104857163645419631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/104857163645419631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/104857163645419631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/04/good-morning.html' title='Good Morning!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4485858541794143619</id><published>2007-04-13T12:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T12:47:21.000+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resurrection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Update'/><title type='text'>Still Alive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As one can perceive from my long absence of posting and as I forecasted the tide did get in actually.  But I'm surviving so far.  Loads and loads of things happened; good and bad.  Thanks to that special someone I'm still alive and kicking.  Some other relatives of mine aren't though :( Anyways, life must go on...    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-4485858541794143619?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4485858541794143619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4485858541794143619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4485858541794143619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4485858541794143619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/04/still-alive.html' title='Still Alive'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-1117991701322954256</id><published>2007-02-05T09:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T09:20:51.938+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weekends'/><title type='text'>Everything in place</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Or so it seems.  Exams are over, assignment finished in time,  me and baksu had a small break from our busy world and most importantly the asshole who was pissing me off has decided herself to back off from the group...about fuckin time!! Better late than never however. I could enjoy life from a better stand point for the last week or so. The cherry on the cake was the weekend because baksu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;finished his exams only  on Friday morning but we treated ourselves for that afterwards, didn't we? ;-) We also washed baksu's car. The last time we washed it was like a century ago...no wonder I got all my nails black.  But it looks awesome again now the black taxi :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool...let us make the best out of this (thinking of next weekend olala ;-) ) before the tide starts coming in again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-1117991701322954256?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1117991701322954256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=1117991701322954256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/1117991701322954256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/1117991701322954256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/02/everything-in-place.html' title='Everything in place'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-7093711636999495207</id><published>2007-01-20T12:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-20T12:19:45.324+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Opel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My 2nd baby...My Opel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RbH6mnrYhmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/g4BeUMKLHt4/s1600-h/Picture+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RbH6mnrYhmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/g4BeUMKLHt4/s320/Picture+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022070600887731810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RbH6nHrYhnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vrCaRoAliWw/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RbH6nHrYhnI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vrCaRoAliWw/s320/Picture+002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022070609477666418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-7093711636999495207?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/7093711636999495207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=7093711636999495207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/7093711636999495207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/7093711636999495207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-2nd-babymy-opel.html' title='My 2nd baby...My Opel'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RbH6mnrYhmI/AAAAAAAAAAw/g4BeUMKLHt4/s72-c/Picture+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-2068232823915053944</id><published>2007-01-15T15:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T15:28:48.902+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='adultery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='internet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='values'/><title type='text'>Meet to cheat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday, I was  reading &lt;a href="http://lifeandhealth.guardian.co.uk/relationships/story/0,,1988172,00.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt; and I couldn't help but pity the valueless world we happen to be living in. It regards some internet-based agencies that help married people, who for some reason or another are unhappy in their marriage, to find a sexual partner who is in the same situation as them. The agency also provides an alibi for the person involved so as not to get  caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Case 1: &lt;/span&gt;a man found out that his wife was cheating on him. As a revenge he set out to date women in this way. In this case hi5 to you man! May you have as many women in a day as your supposedly wife will have men in her entire lifetime. The only drawback is that you may be a complice in the deterioration of someonelse's marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Case 2: &lt;/span&gt;a woman is unhappy in her marriage because her husband is so indulged in his work that they hadnt have sex for the last 10 years. Here I blame the husband. Persons who know that they dont have time for something should not engage someone else in this something with them. The only drawback is as above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Case 3: &lt;/span&gt;a man goes to such agencies because his wife has developed an illness and, without her having an option she could not be the wife she used to be. The man states that by having sexual relationships with other women he is learning how to be a better husband for his wife. Omg! How farther than this egoism can possibly go? Have we forgotten that when we engage in a relationship (of any kind) with someone, we are doing this for the better and for the worse? I dont think we've forgotten. It's just a matter of us running away from our responsibilities. As if he would have been a happy man if he had to be the one who fell ill and his wife did this to him? I wonder what's next....next time my mother feels sick I try to find another mother for the day or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mentality of me, myself and I, which &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; apparently&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; engulfs most people, really disgusts me; especially so when at the end of the day we all depend on one another. Oh values where are you? Down the drain I have just realized. Thank god that most of the time I'm surrounded with those few people that still have a notion that values once existed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-2068232823915053944?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2068232823915053944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=2068232823915053944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2068232823915053944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2068232823915053944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/01/meet-to-cheat.html' title='Meet to cheat'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-4180455098214422536</id><published>2007-01-07T11:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T11:46:55.051+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>End of year 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="background: rgb(187, 187, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;IN THE PAST        YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you had any relationships this year? yep, the 3rd yr in a row&lt;br /&gt;Been to        church?  for a wedding perhaps but i dont remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried?  is there really a need to ask? yeah i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been        on a diet? nope...gimme more food plz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Camping?        yeap 2 times in Wales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought something(s)?  of course...my cowboy boots was the best deal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met someone        special? it didnt turn out that special and i wish i never met them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone        Snowboarding? yeah...Malta's covered with snow right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whom are you thinking about        right now? exams...exams....have i mentioned exams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="background: rgb(187, 187, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugged        someone? yep :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in someone elses bed? aha... in fact i cant even see baksu's bed that i dont get under the covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="background: rgb(187, 187, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank any        alchohol?  yep. That wouldnt have been a year if i didnt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loaned        out money? lol! Me lending money?? Usually it's the other way round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten in a car accident? nope thank god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Person you hugged? Baksu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Person to call you? Mum i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was the        last person you danced with? group of friends actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did        you last yell at? mum for a change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN FACTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hometown?Kirkop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natural hair color? light brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initials? BF...break fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair style? long, curly most of the time buq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye color:        dark brown almost black&lt;br /&gt;Mood: feeling like doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where would you rather be? playing a pc game with baks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last thing you        drank?  orange juice&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have you        ever been in love: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love? yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did        your LAST relationship fail? i just preferred the friends way of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="background: rgb(187, 187, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you        ever been heartbroken: yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever broken someone's heart: yeah more than once and i feel bad about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="background: rgb(187, 187, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you        ever fallen for your best friend? no friends are friends for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="background: rgb(187, 187, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you        ever loved someone but never told them? i dont remember actually but i dont think so.I prefer to speak my mind&lt;span class="q"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you afraid of        committment? Not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have you had        more than 5 different serious relationships in your life? Nope, 1 is more than enough lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p style="background: rgb(187, 187, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;5        EMOTIONS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you missing someone right now? Yeah, 2 actually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you        happy? Could be better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="background: rgb(187, 187, 187) none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you        eating something right now? No but soon lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like someone right        now? yep my 1 and only&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:black;"   &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/26046009-4180455098214422536?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/4180455098214422536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=4180455098214422536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4180455098214422536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/4180455098214422536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/01/end-of-year-2006.html' title='End of year 2006'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-2477053986088842980</id><published>2007-01-05T12:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-22T14:49:33.656+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>It breaks my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yeah it does. It really hurts when 2 friends of yours break up after a relationship of 8 years. It hurts even more when after a year that they are no longer together they chat as they are the bestest of best friends. In fact, they know each other like no one could ever dream of getting to know any one of them. It tears your heart wide open when you see him mentioning her in his blog with 'her' in big capital letters or with a lot of emphasis. When playing truth or drink (another form of truth or  dare) he was asked in which period of life would he return if he had the possibility to  choose. His answer: first year with HER. She is less emotional than him but since their break-up she opened up more. She couldnt control her tears before his &amp;amp; her departures to different foreign lands and to the lyrics "goodbye my lover, goodbye my friend". I wonder what keeps them apart while there's still such a strong bond between them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-2477053986088842980?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/2477053986088842980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=2477053986088842980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2477053986088842980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/2477053986088842980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-breaks-my-heart.html' title='It breaks my heart'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-3784422877674114735</id><published>2007-01-03T12:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T12:47:01.987+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>A day dedicated to us</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yep we needed this day alone together Baks...me &amp; you, you &amp;amp; me. The last days of 2006 were not quite what one would wish for. Although things were already settled between us we didn't have the desired enough time to just concentrate on us, away from work, university, good friends and BAD friends. And this was it: the 2 nd January, just you and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice of location was excellent. I really loved those clay cliffs, green countryside and spectacular beach. I can't complain on those short pauses for kisses and hugs neither :) It's all a girl could wish for I must admit. And you gave it to me. I'm so proud, grateful and yeah...happy...after such a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all this and much more I'd like to thank you. You don't know how much I appreciate this and every other little insignificant detail (buying me chocolate while at the ladies) because these mean the world to me. I'd like also to let you know that I regret the moment when I got angry at you because I was so afraid to follow that path. For a split of a second I kind of forgot that nothing is impossible when I'm with you. In fact, nothing is because hand in hand we did make it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baks, I love you dearly...more than words can actually say. Only 1 thing was missing yesterday. I'm not blaming you; it's because things came the way they did. But I'm sure we'll compensate for it tonight ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-3784422877674114735?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/3784422877674114735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=3784422877674114735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/3784422877674114735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/3784422877674114735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-dedicated-to-us.html' title='A day dedicated to us'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-5177625318246259011</id><published>2006-12-22T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T13:23:35.754+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='French'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Cher père Noël</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;Cher père Noël,&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;Il y a environ dix ans que je ne crois pas en toi mais il y a des moments où l’on est prêt à tenter n’importe quoi. Ces derniers mois étaient tellement sévères et stressants pour moi que la moindre pensée sur Noël me rend heureuse comme une fille de quatre ans. C’est stupide. Je le sais. Mais il n’y a rien à perdre quand m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;ê&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;me !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center; line-height: 150%; font-family: georgia;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;Donc, en ce qui concerne ma commande, je voudrais que quand tu descendras du ciel tu m’apporteras avec toi sur ton traîneau. Puis laisse-moi tomber dans quelque village alpin pendant ton retour au pôle Nord. Quant je serais tranquille là-bas ! Entourée de nature, montagnes, vaches, chèvres…éloignée de personnes égoïstes, dominantes, menteuses…c’est mon paradis terrestre !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;Mais soyons un peu réalistes ! Pour que je ne t’inquiète pas trop, je te demande seulement de m’apporter une jolie voiture ; pas très chère mais fiable. Je la mérite je crois. Je fais toujours mes devoirs et je ne dispute jamais avec mes frères ! Tu sais mon papa Noël préféré, même si tu ne m’apporteras rien, je me sens déjà mieux de confier mes vœux avec toi et&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;cela suffit pour moi.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; line-height: 150%;" lang="FR"&gt;Je te promets de préparer des biscuits et quelques gâteaux quand même ! Une bouteille de whisky t’attendrait aussi près de cheminée. Je te fais de gros bisous enneigés !&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:85%;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-5177625318246259011?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/5177625318246259011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=5177625318246259011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5177625318246259011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5177625318246259011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/12/cher-pre-nol.html' title='Cher père Noël'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-1767286725274131653</id><published>2006-12-15T09:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T09:22:26.826+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>How to put together a cheese plate</title><content type='html'>&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Have a theme. Actually, there is no hard and fast rule about a theme, but it sure makes it easier for cheese novices to choose from the dozens, if not hundreds, of cheeses available at the cheese counter. Country, milk type, texture, producer, cheese type, rind, matching a wine you are serving – all of these are potential themes for a plate. Alternately, a non-theme will work too. Picking one cheese each from the category of milk types –sheep, goat, cow – can create a cheese plate with textural, flavor, and visual variety. If you are totally lost, ask your fr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;iendly cheesemonger for advice – that’s what they a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;re there for!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Keep your numbers odd. Cheese plates should have an odd number of cheeses – 3, 5, 7, etc. – r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ather than even. This is a guideline; you &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt; serve 4 or 6 if you like, but the balance of odd numbe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;s is visually pleasing and is reflected in other arts, particularly Ikebana, the Japanese art of flower arrangement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div class="thumb tright"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 182px;"&gt;  &lt;div class="thumbcaption"&gt;&lt;div class="magnify" style="float: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Valentine-dinner-2.jpg" class="internal" title="Enlarge"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arrange your cheeses from mildest to strongest if you are serving cheese as a course. Lay out your cheeses with your mildest cheese at twelve o’clock on the plate, and place the rest of the cheeses – mildest to strongest – clockwise, down and around. Your mildest cheese will end up next to your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;strongest cheese, if you have a sizable cheese plate. Blues are almost always the strongest cheeses on th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;e plate, followed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; by washed rind cheeses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Add accompaniments. Other foods can intensify and even change the flavor of cheese. Serve cheeses with a variety of accompaniments like toasted nuts, quince paste (membrillo), slices of pear or apple, dried fruits, wine jelly, Italian mostarda, fig cake, or date cake (and any number of other treats available today). Crackers are good if they are to be used as a palate cleanser, but bread is far more interesting as a vehicle for cheese. Try a bread with nuts and fruits, like a pecan-raisin loaf or cranberry-walnut bread. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pick a drink to go with it. Water is nice, but wine is finer. If you are serving cheese at the end of the meal, the last wine you serve with the entrée can be served with dessert if you don’t want to fuss too much. You can also choose a wine to pair with your cheese course, if you really want to create a dazzler (ask your cheesemonger for advice if you have a broad range of cheeses). With strong blues, nothing beats dessert wines like Port, Tawny Port, Muscat, late harvest Zin, Sauternes, etc. Milder cheeses c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;an &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;be overwhelmed by syrupy dessert wines, so avoid them if you are not servin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;g strong cheeses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RYJaeAFsGmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KmmwA4PTOlI/s1600-h/180px-Lots-of-Cheese.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RYJaeAFsGmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KmmwA4PTOlI/s320/180px-Lots-of-Cheese.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008665207055850082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RYJaeAFsGoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bCEloQIYkNA/s1600-h/300px-IMG_3830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 142px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RYJaeAFsGoI/AAAAAAAAAAc/bCEloQIYkNA/s320/300px-IMG_3830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008665207055850114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;               &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RYJaeAFsGnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wqzg8h2_2Xc/s1600-h/300px-Cheesy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 146px; height: 109px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RYJaeAFsGnI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Wqzg8h2_2Xc/s320/300px-Cheesy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008665207055850098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wikihow.com/Image:Valentine-dinner-2.jpg" class="internal" title=""&gt;&lt;img style="width: 185px; height: 124px;" src="http://www.wikihow.com/images/thumb/3/39/Valentine-dinner-2.jpg/180px-Valentine-dinner-2.jpg" alt="" longdesc="/Image:Valentine-dinner-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-1767286725274131653?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/1767286725274131653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=1767286725274131653' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/1767286725274131653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/1767286725274131653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/12/how-to-put-together-cheese-plate.html' title='How to put together a cheese plate'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sklLdgep3P8/RYJaeAFsGmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/KmmwA4PTOlI/s72-c/180px-Lots-of-Cheese.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-8263081556919234589</id><published>2006-11-28T17:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T17:42:24.122+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Languages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Africa'/><title type='text'>Le peul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3641/3179/1600/africamapnew%28edited%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3641/3179/320/africamapnew%28edited%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'est un langage francophone parlé en Afrique de l’Ouest {à partir du Sénégal au &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Cameroun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; et au Soudan}. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Malgré son status &lt;i style=""&gt;francophonique. &lt;/i&gt;cette langue n’a rien à faire avec le français. C’est assez de noter qu’ on appelle un&lt;i style=""&gt; chien&lt;/i&gt;, un &lt;i&gt;rawaandu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-8263081556919234589?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/8263081556919234589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=8263081556919234589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8263081556919234589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/8263081556919234589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/11/le-peul.html' title='Le peul'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-3257476860536888586</id><published>2006-11-04T13:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T13:18:53.967+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='France'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Theatre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Le théâtre contemporain français</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Le théâtre est un art qui a pour but la représentation d’une suite d’événements devant un public où des êtres humains agissent et parlent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Les premières formes de théâtre avaient lieu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;en Grèce. Puis, d’autre artistes autour du monde étaient inspirés de ces innovateurs et voilà donc le théâtre partout. Dans chaque pays, cet art est enrichi par des caractéristiques indigènes et on peut ainsi parler de théâtre anglais, allemand, français et tout le reste.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;En ce qui concerne le théâtre français, ce sont des auteurs comme Molière et Corneille qui brillent.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Cependant, beaucoup d’autres génies ont donné leur participation au fil des siècles pour réaliser ce qu’on appelle aujourd’hui le théâtre moderne. C’est justement dans la période de l’après-guerre que le théâtre est rendu autonome pour la première fois avec la fondation du Centre dramatique de l’Est. L’écriture prédominante est &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;celle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt; de la mort et de la peur où l’Histoire se pose des questions de liberté et où la politique s’arrête devant des problèmes de conscience et de morale. Ici, des auteurs comme Jean-Paul Sartres, Albert Camus et Henry de Montherlant triomphent avec leurs pieces &lt;i style=""&gt;Huis Clos&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i style=""&gt;Caligula&lt;/i&gt;, et &lt;i style=""&gt;Port-Royal&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Puis dans les années cinquante, on connaît une révolution dramaturgique dans la langue théâtrale. Les auteurs de l’époque; Beckett, Adamov, Ioneco parmi eux, étaient sévèrement critiqués par &lt;i style=""&gt;Le Figaro &lt;/i&gt;commes des idiots et monotones. Cela ne vaut plus aujourd’hui où ce théâtre est tellement connu, joué, étudié et célébré. Au contraire, les années soixante porte avec elles une crise d’identité pour les écrivains. Le public préfère assister aux pièces classiques qu’aux celles des nouveux metteurs en scène dont il ne sait rien. On donne plus d’imporantce au spectacle qu’à la pièce. Donc beaucoup d’auteurs, comme Jean Vauthier, Jean Andureau, et René Kalisky, ont continué leur travail loin des salles des théâtres. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Heureusement, dans les années soixante-dix et quatre-vingt on retourne dans un âge où le metteur en scène regagne son caractère. Il devient roi, parfois même un tyran qui commande à tous; acteurs, auteurs et décorateurs. On voit ici l’introduction des médias dans le secteur théâtral et des metteurs en scène comme Adrien, Brook et Chéreau deviennent des vedettes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Plus récemment, dans les années quatre-vingt dix et le nouveau millénaire, l’auteur est à la fête. Cela est souligné par exemple par la croissance remarquable de la plus jeune des maisons d’édition, &lt;i style=""&gt;Les Solitaires Intempestifs&lt;/i&gt;, consacrée aux textes de théâtre d’auteurs contemporains. De plus, des festivals (le Mousson d’été de Michel Dydim) et des revues (&lt;i&gt;Alternatives théâtrales&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;) dediés à la scène, connaissent un grand succès. On peut noter aussi des nouveaux formes de thé&lt;/span&gt;âtre comme le théâtre de rue, le nouveau cirque, le dadaïsme et le surréalisme, avec des artistes comme Jean-Luc Courcoult et Bartabas le maestro du cirque Zingaro.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 150%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Pendant les années, le théâtre a toujours resté un lieu vivant et communautaire malgré des changements exigés par la réalité du moment. Le théâtre contemporain parle du monde et comme il va et tent de faire un pont avec ses origines. La question du rapport de la vie de l’individu à l’histoire des hommes reste au centre de cette écriture théâtrale comme elle l’a toujours été.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-3257476860536888586?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/3257476860536888586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=3257476860536888586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/3257476860536888586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/3257476860536888586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/11/le-thtre-contemporain-franais.html' title='Le théâtre contemporain français'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-5397240731379506125</id><published>2006-10-25T14:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T14:15:22.750+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Driving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lifestyle'/><title type='text'>Soon on the roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3641/3179/1600/sign_learner.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3641/3179/320/sign_learner.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would like to inform the general public that as from next Tuesday I will be on the roads. I therefore, will not assume any responsiblity for potential damages as everyone is now advised to get off the roads as much as possible for the rest of one's life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-5397240731379506125?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/5397240731379506125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=5397240731379506125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5397240731379506125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/5397240731379506125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/10/soon-on-roads.html' title='Soon on the roads'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-116091571288282814</id><published>2006-10-15T14:10:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:01.605+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Current Reading List</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/Le%20tartuffe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/Le%20tartuffe.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.enotes.com/tartuffe/?gclid=CPH38feD-4cCFRnbXgodJlOzGw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Le Tartuffe by Moliere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/les%20chouans.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/les%20chouans.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tulumba.com/storeItem.asp?ic=zBK982858ZS480"&gt;Les Chouans by Honore de Balzac&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/le%20meunier%20d%27angibault.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/le%20meunier%20d%27angibault.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.questia.com/PM.qst?a=o&amp;d=5014614581&amp;amp;er=deny"&gt;Le Meunier d'Angibault by Georges Sand&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/phedre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/phedre.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.curtainup.com/phedre.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phedre by Jean Racine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-116091571288282814?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/116091571288282814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=116091571288282814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/116091571288282814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/116091571288282814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/10/current-reading-list.html' title='Current Reading List'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-116004380588284094</id><published>2006-10-05T12:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:01.537+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New Oxford Dictionary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;University:&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a system/place where the staff knows absolutely nothing about the system/place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Maltese bookshops:&lt;/span&gt; an outlet where there's a 99% chance that you don't find the book you are looking for and where if you decide to order that book you must spend the rest of your lifetime waiting for it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-116004380588284094?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/116004380588284094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=116004380588284094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/116004380588284094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/116004380588284094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/10/new-oxford-dictionary.html' title='New Oxford Dictionary'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115918354408953688</id><published>2006-09-25T13:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:01.473+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear Nannu</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope you get well soon although I know it would take a very long time. Let patience be with those who will be taking care of you if fate is kind enough to let you survive your misadventure and also with those currently curing you at the hospital. You are a much loved person not only by your family but also others who have met you at some point in their life. Thanks for everything you've been and done for us and I can assure you that you'll never be erased from our hearts and minds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hope is still strong nann,&lt;br /&gt;Love you&lt;br /&gt;xxxxxxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115918354408953688?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115918354408953688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115918354408953688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115918354408953688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115918354408953688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/09/dear-nannu.html' title='Dear Nannu'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115813583582299368</id><published>2006-09-13T09:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:01.412+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Comino</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One evening, we decided that we were not doing enough activities and excursions. Therefore, we decided that a trekking session in Comino would be a start. There we went last weekend, 5 of us, with backpacks, walking shoes and other camping gear. After we disembarked the boat we headed towards  St. Mary's bay (we are not the type that stand a lot of people around like the hassle there is at the Blue Lagoon). After about 30 minutes walking in the heat we were tired to death (and then we say we want to ascend the Kilimanjaro...we need much more intensive training my dears!) Thank god we had arrived at the desired bay and could refresh ourselves in a quite chilly water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we encountered quite a peculiar old couple. They had quite a big boat which was anchored a few meters from the shore. Then they mounted another boat, a small one this time, and rowed towards the shore. The woman got her feet in the water, walked a bit around, mounted the boat again and rowed back to the big boat. What the hell man? 2 boats just to dip your feet in the water for 5 minutes. That boat is a waste in hands like these. It should have a better owner...let's say me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after a "light" snack we thought it better to find a quiet shady place. Well, Comino isn't known for shelters like these is it? The only location that we had to content ourselves with was the church with its walls protecting us from sunlight. A mass was taking place but we didnt bother that much and sat there. We were behaving well at first (to respect the church going people) but as time went by and bottles of beer were getting emptied there was no such thing as respect on anybody's mind. Soon enough our normal attitude was taking over and farts and swearing was what one could have heard (and smell!) We spent the whole day there, playing cards, eating, drinking, gossiping... Until 6 o'clock when another mass started and another took place immediately after :(  I assisted to 3 masses in 1 day...enough to last a life time. But actually, I confirmed my beliefs. I dont know why some people go to church. There was this particular woman who was looking at us as if we had killed her mother when she saw us on the doorstep drinking beer. Then as soon as she got inside she kept staring at what was happening outside. Jeezz...do you call people like this  devoted christians? I dont!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plans were to sleep there also but then the wind got stonger and we decided to pull our tents. It also saved us from waking up at 6am when the church bells start calling the so-called-devoted for the early mass. All in all we had a good time although trekking and swimming were not a priority contrary to what was supposed. But perhaps...was it a first sign of inclination towards church and its community?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115813583582299368?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115813583582299368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115813583582299368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115813583582299368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115813583582299368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/09/visit-to-comino.html' title='Visit to Comino'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115762646130346239</id><published>2006-09-07T12:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:01.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in St. Luke's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday I had to pay a visit to a relative who very unfortunately found himself on a bed at St. Luke's hospital. And when I said "I had", I really had. Hospitals are anything but my place. As soon as I make the first step inside I start imagining myself entering into a strange world. My mood changes all of a sudden...I cannot help feeling sad and sorry for those poor patients on their beds. For me it seems as if they are all in a long queue waiting for their death. And then you see doctors, nurses and other staff passing by smiling and chatting as if nothing is going on...I admire them actually because I'm not at all capable of acting "normal" inside that building. Perhaps some here know much better than me how to deal with it ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, when we got near my cousin's bed, I didnt even pronounce one single word. I kept staring at him, making things even worse. I had 10 thousand words what to say to him but I just couldnt. Obviously, I hadnt the courage to ask him what resulted from the tests and what's to proceed neither. But thank god there was mum with me (who is much a better speaker than I am) and a television (at least I could pretend that I'm watching tv). But visiting F was only a small part of the visit to my dear Luke, because the majority of the time was spent treasure-hunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's what I think those who saw us thought! There's not a room in St. Luke's which I didnt pay a visit to yesterday. We knew that F was a patient in a particular hall so we didnt ask at the reception. We checked the sings at the entrance and headed as directed. But to our great disbelief the hall had another name. We asked the staff several times and were sent to different places none of which mathced our target. We also asked some passers by but to no avail. We also met some others who were looking for the same room but who did not succeed either. We returned to the reception for better results (we hoped) but still the information was not correct. But at least the nurse at the desk of this section knew that recently some halls changed their location and we were finally sent to our destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew! That was one horrible hour knowing how I am with hospitals :S  But anyways, that's history now. All I hope for now is for my dear coz to feel better because he didnt look that good to me yesterday :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115762646130346239?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115762646130346239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115762646130346239' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115762646130346239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115762646130346239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/09/lost-in-st-lukes.html' title='Lost in St. Luke&apos;s'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115738199537960252</id><published>2006-09-04T16:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:01.289+02:00</updated><title type='text'>In loss of proctection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ι\'м ¢яуιиg ιиѕι∂є αи∂ иσ σиє киσωѕ ιт вυт мє&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115738199537960252?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115738199537960252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115738199537960252' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115738199537960252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115738199537960252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/09/in-loss-of-proctection.html' title='In loss of proctection'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115710738159280258</id><published>2006-09-01T12:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:01.223+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Regno delle anime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/sigla_jem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/sigla_jem.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/sigla_tigre2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/sigla_tigre2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/sigla_lupin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/sigla_lupin.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/sigla_memole_jap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/sigla_memole_jap.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to love cartoons as a kid...well everybody does I think.  Lately, my friend sent me this link &lt;a href="http://regnodelleanime.gamesurf.it/l.htm"&gt;http://regnodelleanime.gamesurf.it/l.htm &lt;/a&gt;and I found myself lost in this world of fantasy once again. Memories from the past keep coming back with each cartoon character and phrases like "those were the days" couldn't but be expressed. But anyways, thanks to sites like this one, such thought-free moments can be re-enjoyed. This time with a bigger smile on your face as you get to remember you as a little child on your grandma's sofa being forcefully fed by your aunt as you are alienated watching your favourite cartoon hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115710738159280258?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115710738159280258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115710738159280258' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115710738159280258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115710738159280258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/09/regno-delle-anime.html' title='Regno delle anime'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115702980107867754</id><published>2006-08-31T15:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:01.161+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Damned by Septembers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today I came to the conclusion that September should be banned from my calendar. Listen to this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September 2004: chickenpox&lt;br /&gt;September 2005: high temperature &amp;amp; big infection in throats&lt;br /&gt;Eve of September 2006: big pain in the neck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear pain-in-the-ass- of- September, leave me fuckin alone!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115702980107867754?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115702980107867754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115702980107867754' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115702980107867754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115702980107867754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/08/damned-by-septembers.html' title='Damned by Septembers'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115686115136681223</id><published>2006-08-29T15:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.997+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from Gozo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As the tradition goes, on the last week of August me and my friends parted for a weekend in a Gozitan farmhouse. We hired the same farmh0use in which we went last year and to no surprise it still many essentials missing. Then why did we hire it again? Because it has a massive pool which is the main attraction for us. However we will be changing the place next year becasue we couldnt take the recklessness of the owners any longer. We did revenge however. Our actions consisted mainly of smashing an egg on the TV (NB: showing only one channel), throwing rubbish after the TV set and scrathcing the floor by means of a wooden bench. Dont call us vandals...just defenders of our rights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the above aside, the rest was simply unforgettable! Whole days were spent in the pool; swimming and playing strange games which only my more imaginative friends can ever come up with. The cherry on the cake was the last night and the morning after. M suggested to prepare a syncronized-swimming coreography for the  night.  We took this extremely seriously and were busily painting our faces  with very pleasant  make-up ( tridx tmur kemm kien pleasant!) Mine consisted of black eye-shadow which went up almost to my brain, 2 flaming red cheeks - redder than those of a clown, dark lipstick which disformed the shape of my lips, and a fake beauty spot down my chin (anyone interested in me?) :P After all was set, we headed for the pool area where Y agreed to film our much precious show. Well, the show was marvelous...I'm still surprised that I'm alive after swallowing a gallon of chlorine because I just couldnt stop laughing. The morning after was celebrated by putting all types of chairs, glasses and snack packets into the pool as we swore to destroy the house to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised you that adult acts were going to take place...and they did! Apart from those private acts which remained private, some private acts, in reality  turned out to be public. I cant count the times I found myself undressed out of my bikini or trying to put someonelse out of their swimsuits. These activities were girls only although things got worse as time passed by. But I must admit...this was not the first time I  swimmed naked and I confirmed the I love that sensation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115686115136681223?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115686115136681223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115686115136681223' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115686115136681223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115686115136681223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-from-gozo.html' title='Back from Gozo'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115571828424246155</id><published>2006-08-16T10:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.942+02:00</updated><title type='text'>What a bunch of friends!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend my other half and me together with another couple decided to go to Gozo to assist the drowning of the 2 boats in Ix-Xatt l-Ahmar. Althought the boats wouldnt sink no matter what was applied to them, in the end it was all worth it. It was spectacular after all and we really got some colour after 6/7 hours in direct sunlight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting part however includes the activities of the night. From the very first night it showed that the other couple (which are 2 of our best friends) were very wildly having sex. The sound from their bed suggested that the poor thing was going to break down at any moment. I didnt mind it at all, in fact I couldnt stop laughing at the thought of it. The next morning I immediately remarked this fact to the couple in question and the girl seemed to point her finger at our upstairs neighbours at all costs. But believe me the sound was so near that if it was our neighborus making those sounds, they must have somehow having sex right outside our door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These remarks and other such comments lasted for the whole weekend. Back to Malta we met our naturally spontaneous friend who put the cherry on the cake with her tales of how she and her bf were going to be caught having sex and their bizarre places where to have sex. These ranged from bed side tables to industrial estates! Of course, the advantages and disadvantages of each &amp;amp; every position and place had to be mentioned. Then all the couples joined in, each relating their shameful experiences and how they managed to get out of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The discussion went into such detail that at one point we found ourselves analyzing if we moan during sex and in which circumstances. Our already mentioned friend then passed on to discuss up to which stage one's dick has to be in your mouth before you feel like vomitting. This same person then suggested that we must take part in a competion while in Gozo again for our next weekend in Gozo in 2 weeks time. Cameras are going to be installed in each room and the couple with the best blow job wins a holiday abroad (well I'm training hard for this one lol!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god, never in my life did I went into such discussions with friends.&lt;br /&gt;NB: the place where we were discussing this was very public. We were in a restaurant by the sea where most of the people come from the same villages that we come from. We are usually very loud speakers and as a results most of the tables around us were empty after a few minutes!&lt;br /&gt;Veru hamallagni at its best!! (But I must admit that it was fun lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115571828424246155?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115571828424246155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115571828424246155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115571828424246155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115571828424246155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-bunch-of-friends.html' title='What a bunch of friends!!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115451779933373910</id><published>2006-08-02T13:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.887+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel - Lebanon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The supposed more  civilized country is the author of the following massacres:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/lebanon01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/lebanon01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A kid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Geneva,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;trying to comfort his mother, who was injured in an Israeli missile strike on their vehicle, killing three and injuring 16. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/25th22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/25th22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Geneva,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A huge plume of smoke billows over the town of Khiam, in southern Lebanon, after it was targeted by Israeli air raids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/31st22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/31st22.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Geneva,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Wrecked apartment buildings are seen from the bombed bedroom of a flat in the southern suburbs of Beirut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/brotherswoundedGAL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/brotherswoundedGAL.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Geneva,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Three brothers were among the injured in an Israeli missile attack on the southern village of Srifa in Lebanon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/26th33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/26th33.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Geneva,Arial,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A collapsed apartment building in the southern suburbs of Beirut following Israeli air strikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a few mild photographs of what is going on i.e. civilians getting robbed up of their serenity if not of their lives which they have a right to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Are these the people that we should bomb?&lt;br /&gt;Are we so sure they mean us harm?&lt;br /&gt;Is this our pleasure, punishment or crime?&lt;br /&gt;Is this a mountain that we really want to climb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should revise the meaning of the word "civilized" because it has lost its sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America &amp; all those helping the Israelit Government: please hear us when we call:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got hip-hop, be-bop, hustle and bustle&lt;br /&gt;You got Atticus Finch&lt;br /&gt;You got Jane Russell&lt;br /&gt;You got freedom of speech&lt;br /&gt;You got great beaches, wildernesses and malls&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the might, the Christian right,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fuck it all up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For you and the rest of the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&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/26046009-115451779933373910?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115451779933373910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115451779933373910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115451779933373910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115451779933373910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/08/israel-lebanon.html' title='Israel - Lebanon'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115348287929775317</id><published>2006-07-21T13:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.831+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wales - the land of breathtaking scenery</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please have a look at some photographs here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://buxi1988.spaces.msn.com/photos/?_c02_owner=1"&gt;http://buxi1988.spaces.msn.com/photos/?_c02_owner=1 &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115348287929775317?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115348287929775317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115348287929775317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115348287929775317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115348287929775317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/07/wales-land-of-breathtaking-scenery.html' title='Wales - the land of breathtaking scenery'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115262858122186620</id><published>2006-07-11T16:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.775+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Roger Waters in concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Oh what a show! What a show! Although I hesitated whether to buy a ticket or not because of the price, I can now declare that it was worth every penny. Roger played some really exceptional songs, both of Pink Floyd and of his own. I wasn't really familiar with his songs outside of Pink Floyd but I must admit that he really is a genius. The lyrics are intriguing making you reflect on our life (and how we/them are ruining it). One particular line struck me so hard that I cannot help not to mention it: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;pre&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Oh George! Oh George!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Texas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt; education must have fucked you up when you were very small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(from the song Leaving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Beirut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A really good one Roger! The crowd could sense that because the atmosphere was marvellous...everybody singing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;at the top of their voices, clapping and encouraging the band. And what about that come-back? The audience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;shouted eagerly "we want more" and there were you with plenty of energy as never before. Those fireworks and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fiaccoli left us speechless indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;At one point the thing was turning political when cameras from NET TV projected on the big screens a shot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;of Mr. Gonzi. But our answer was simple and clear because as soon as Roger asked us "Should I trust the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;government?" , we heartedly answered "Nooooooooooooooooo!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;All in all, well done guys. It really rocked!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115262858122186620?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115262858122186620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115262858122186620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115262858122186620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115262858122186620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/07/roger-waters-in-concert_11.html' title='Roger Waters in concert'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115211046042812899</id><published>2006-07-05T16:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.660+02:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For those  who mumble that Italians are lucky and that's why they win: I hope that you enjoyed yesterday's game as much as I did. That's what I call lovely football!!Italy has made to the final because the players showed that they deserve it more than anybodyelse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So put your hands up in the air and sing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;notti magiche&lt;br /&gt;inseguendo un goal&lt;br /&gt;sotto il cielo&lt;br /&gt;di un'estate italiana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e negli occhi tuoi&lt;br /&gt;vogila di vincere&lt;br /&gt;un'estate&lt;br /&gt;un'avventura in piu`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/italy%203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/italy%203.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/italy%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/italy%204.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/italy1.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 90px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/400/italy1.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/italy%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 104px; height: 130px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/400/italy%202.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115211046042812899?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115211046042812899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115211046042812899' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115211046042812899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115211046042812899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup-fever.html' title='World Cup Fever'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-115132428014449357</id><published>2006-06-26T14:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.600+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Wales</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Goodbye Wales!! I'm back to Malta, unfortunately. The holiday in Wales was superb. Picturesque scenery, friendly locals, good company...can I ask for more? Not really! The only accident to momentarily marr this beautiful experience was when at arriving at the doorstep of the farm I had booked days before, the owner told me she couldn't make it. I really got angry and  fought (verbally of course) with this hell of a woman like I was fighting for my life. So much so, that my friends kept pulling my legs about the situation for hours. To cut a long story short, we managed to find a much nicer accommodation at a more reasonable price....everything happens for a reason they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were also moments of great tension at times, result of being a large group. Some prefer this over that and so on, and sometimes these preferences tend to clash. All in all, I declare each penny spent for this holiday as totally worth it.  A detailed program of the holiday together with some pictures will be posted later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-115132428014449357?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/115132428014449357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=115132428014449357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115132428014449357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/115132428014449357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/06/bye-bye-wales.html' title='Bye Bye Wales'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114899097817344891</id><published>2006-05-30T13:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.542+02:00</updated><title type='text'>When today is not your day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.00pm:  PC cannot be switched on. Windows failure or something. Have to buy either a new RAM or a motherboard :-s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.00pm: cannot watch TV because it seems that satellite codes are being changed every split of a second&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.00pm: the so-longed-for Mongolian meal cannot take place because restaurant is fully booked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.45pm: at the D'Amici Restaurant. I ordered veal in honey &amp; mustard sauce. Fine, the menu looked good. Food is ready. First bite...the mustard sauce must have gotten lost at some point on the way because there was not the least hint of it on my plate. Cost: LM 5.25. Content: 2 pieces of veal the size of a chickpea, with no vegetables or potatoes. Ideal for: a 3 year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A side note on this restaurant: later we got to know that it specializes in Russian cuisine. Now, do you call a restaurant which has a pasta-pizza-grill menu &amp;amp; where you are greeted in French, Russian? Oh god, I think this sense of universalism &amp; global - village thingy is becoming too much powerful, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114899097817344891?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114899097817344891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114899097817344891' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114899097817344891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114899097817344891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/when-today-is-not-your-day.html' title='When today is not your day'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114889606126115831</id><published>2006-05-29T11:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.486+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tear - washed face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love them. They love me. They are my parents. However, this love is strange. It clashes over and over again. It seems as if it is incompatible. These are the people who gave you life, who help you grow...the first people you get to know in this shit-loaded life...how can it be that such a strong wall of  separation grows between "you" and "them" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit that sometimes it is all my fault. I give them trouble, even to the extent that they end up arguing between them. I'm not perfect and I know it. But who is? I do not excuse myself though, I feel hatred for myself when I realize I had hurt them. After the death of my sis, they focused all their attention on their only other child...me, and I don't blame them. It is for this reason that in such instances I try to do my best to alter this sad situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is after this attempt fails that I feel the most depressed. It is when I know I did nothing wrong and they turn against me nonetheless that I wish the earth to jerk apart and that I get  buried somewhere deep down, so deep that I can never see the surface again. When things happen from a force outside of you there is nothing you can really do about it, and that is even more killing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roots are broken and I'm lost....and sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114889606126115831?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114889606126115831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114889606126115831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114889606126115831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114889606126115831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/tear-washed-face.html' title='Tear - washed face'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114840735290618676</id><published>2006-05-23T20:01:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.421+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Babysitting!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For those with small kids or else for others who, like me, are ending up as babysitters:&lt;br /&gt;here are some links to websites that I find useful to keep the brats busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.go-red.co.uk/game/red-driving-game.htm"&gt;http://www.go-red.co.uk/game/red-driving-game.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="www.bigcomfycouch.us/"&gt;www.bigcomfycouch.us/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="pbskids.org/teletubbies/"&gt;pbskids.org/teletubbies/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="www.postmanpat.com/"&gt;www.postmanpat.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mcdonalds.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.mcdonalds.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 0);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thekidzpage.com/"&gt;http://www.thekidzpage.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Good Luck!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114840735290618676?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114840735290618676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114840735290618676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114840735290618676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114840735290618676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/babysitting.html' title='Babysitting!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114830220469230826</id><published>2006-05-22T14:40:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.365+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Resurrection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the state of one who has returned to life and I'm happy to announce that that's how I feel. Exams are finally over and I'm free from studying, at least, till July. As planned, last weekend was fabulous . Eating by the sea at sunset on Friday, a night at the farmhouse on Saturday and a day swimming on Sunday...what else can I wish for? Okay, I must admit that Saturday was a bit marred by that shit-loaded of eurovision that the Maltese persist in taking so seriously, but anyways, I were expecting such a result. Since I now have plenty of free-time I am indulging myself, body and soul, into preparing an in-depth holiday plan for Wales. I am quite pleased with the work done so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good that A-levels come only once in your life!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114830220469230826?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114830220469230826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114830220469230826' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114830220469230826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114830220469230826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/resurrection_22.html' title='Resurrection'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114786330011280646</id><published>2006-05-17T12:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.254+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The Secret</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I cannot help but share the secret of life, as analyzed by Antoine de Saint-Exup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;éry in his book &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le Petit Prince&lt;/span&gt;, with the rest of the world. The implication by the author is so true to life that one cannot but stop to reflect upon his or her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First he writes: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" on ne voit bien qu'avec le c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;œ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ur " &lt;/span&gt;which literally translates to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;only the heart can see clearly. &lt;/span&gt;Saint-Exup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;éry suggests that the source of beauty is always something secret and invisible. Most often eyes miss what is important. People on earth lose sight of what they are looking for because they look with their eyes and not with their hearts. He criticises the mentality of humans regarding the fact that it seems as if they can never get enough. They buy 3 cars when a single one could serve them more than comfortably, they run around with more than one partner when they could find what they really want in a single person....the list is unfortunately never - ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he adds on: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" c'est le temps que tu as perdu pour ta rose qui fait ta rose si importante " &lt;/span&gt;meaning &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the time spent on your rose is what makes your rose so important. &lt;/span&gt;People must discover the true meaning of things for themselves in order for those things to have value, otherwise we will never succeed in understanding the meaning of these things. It is the process of discovery which makes the results worthwhile. Objects, relationships and experiences are rewarding only if we invest time and effort in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one should not stop at that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Tu deviens responsable pour toujours de ce que tu as apprivois&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:100%;"  lang="EN-US" &gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" ---&gt; a person is forever responsible for what she or he has tamed. &lt;/span&gt;One cannot abandon the values, the love, the meaning and attention that are transmitted to him/her by those who regard him /her as occupying a special role in their life. The lack of this feature is what very often leads to emotional breakdowns, melancholy and disappointment all over the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drawback: tears are the pain you risk by being tamed because not each and every person puts the same amount of time and effort in what he or she has tamed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  lang="EN-US" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114786330011280646?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114786330011280646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114786330011280646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114786330011280646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114786330011280646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/secret.html' title='The Secret'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114777954220107465</id><published>2006-05-16T13:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.195+02:00</updated><title type='text'>50 First Dates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Although the name might  sound cheesy, this film was one of the best comedies that I assisted to lately. Not that I am a die-hard fan of comedies, but anyways! One of the main protagonists happens to be Adam Sandler and I don't know why but I have a soft-spot for this actor. The film is about the story of a guy who is afraid of commitments and as a result his type of relationships was always, but not invariably, a one-night stand. But this does not happen with Lucy, to whom he fell in love head over heels. What he did not know was that this girl suffered from short-term memory and she would not recognize him the very next day. He ends up having to win her over every single day! All in all, the movie has some really funny parts with some extremely hilarious personalities. The use of walruses and other sea creatures was also very enticing.&lt;br /&gt;My rating: 3.5/5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114777954220107465?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114777954220107465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114777954220107465' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114777954220107465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114777954220107465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/50-first-dates.html' title='50 First Dates'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114744536448510346</id><published>2006-05-12T16:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.131+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kemm nifilhu nixxidjottaw!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'Nixxidjottaw' hija l-kelma li juza Francis Ebejer fid-dramm tieghu "Il-Hadd fuq il-Bejt" sabiex jirreferi ghall-attitudni ta' dawk il-Maltin li jwarrbu dak kollu li hu Malti waqt li jhaddnu valuri barranin. Bhalu nahsibha jiena. Bl-istess mod stupidu ta' kif ix-xadini jippruvaw jimitaw lin-nies, dawn il-Maltin jilaqghu kulturi (jekk tista' ssejhilhom hekk) barranin ghax minghalihom li tal-barrani kollox tajjeb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-istess tema nsibuha zvillupata fil-poezija "Incest-Notturnata lil Malta" ta' Mario Azzopardi. Il-poeta Malti li ghad fadallu d-demm jigri go gismu jistqarr kif quddiem dan il-pajjiz li tradixxa lill- valuri tieghu stess huwa jhossu mnezza' minn kull motivazzjoni. Azzopardi jzid juri bil-qawwa kollha kif din ic-cahda ta' gheruqna hija immorali daqs l-izvergnar ta' tifel jew tifla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisthajjel li wiehed jistaqsi: mela ghalfejn, int, ma kontx minn ta' l-ewwel biex tiddedika dawn il-pagni tieghek bhala lok fejn jintuza l-Malti?&lt;br /&gt;U jiena nwiegeb: hemm zewg ragunijiet ghal dan il-fatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-ewwel wahda hi li fil-hajja ta' kuljum jiena nippratika hafna izjed il-Malti milli l-Ingliz u allura rajt dan il-blog bhala opportunita` fejn nista' nippratika u nesprimi ruhi bil-lingwa Ingliza. Apparti minn hekk, jiena m'hiniex kontra l-uzu tal-Ingliz anzi naghraf tajjeb il-bzonn tieghu fid-dinja moderna. Pero`, nemmen li wiehed ghandu jzomm bilanc u jaghmel uzu mill-kultura li trabba fiha qabel idur ghal dak li huwa esterjuri minnu. Min jahseb li billi jwarrab il-passat ta' pajjizu, ifisser li issa sar avvanzat jiddispjacini nghidlu izda huwa l-ikbar injorant li jista' jkun qed jghix fuq wicc id-dinja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kif tista' tkun qed tifhem lilek innifsek jekk qed titwarrab minn dawk il-karatteristici li int mibni bihom? Kemm se ndumu laqgha tal-barrani? Tul sekli shah bqajna l-istess; ningidmu u nergghu bhal cwiec immorru nitkarbu quddiem gnus ohra meta fir-realta` m'ghandniex ghalfejn. Ejjew ma ndardrux l-ghajn li qeghdin nixorbu minnha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114744536448510346?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114744536448510346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114744536448510346' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114744536448510346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114744536448510346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/kemm-nifilhu-nixxidjottaw.html' title='Kemm nifilhu nixxidjottaw!!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114728760219000915</id><published>2006-05-10T20:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.072+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Spicy Orange Beef</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Last weekend my bf came up with the idea of cooking something different for the whole family. He set eyes on a spicy orange sauce with beef and rice. I also gave my part by cooking the meat (where there is food be certain that I am somewhere in the middle!) Anyway, the end result was so good that I thought it is worth sharing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;ngredients:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;2 tbsp vegetable oil, 1 pound round steak cut into thin strips, &lt;span style=""&gt;1/4 cup orange peel cut into slivers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;, 1 clove garlic- minced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;, 1/2 teaspoon ground ginger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;, 2 tablespoons cornstarch, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1 cup beef broth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;, 1/4 cup soy sauce,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; 1/4 cup sherry, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;1/4 cup orange marmalade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; 1/2 teaspoon crushed red pepper flakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Directions:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;In a wok, heat oil over medium high-heat. Add beed strips 1/3 at a time. Stir fry for 3 minutes or until     browned, removing the done pieces to a plate lined with paper towels.&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Return all the beed to the wok. Stir in orange peel, garlic, and ginger; stir-fry 1 minute.&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a medium bowl, combine cornstarch, broth, soy sauce, sherry, marmalade, and red pepper. Pour this mixture into the beed, stirring constantly. Bring to boil over medium heat and cook for 1 minute. 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Beef'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114699509238341760</id><published>2006-05-07T11:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:30:00.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Oakwood Theme Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is quite rare that I take a look at the newspapers in the morning. However this morning was different and I can't help but thank Lady Fortune for this one. While browsing through a local paper at 200km/s, a small article caught my attention. It had to do with fun parks and roller coasters in Europe. And guess what? The roller-coaster in Oakwood theme park in Wales, better known as Megafobia, which we will be visiting next June ranks 4th in the top 10!! This wooden roller-coaster is also referred to as the 8th wonder of Wales by some travel journalists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/megafobia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So fasten you seat-belts and here we gooooOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114699509238341760?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114699509238341760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114699509238341760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114699509238341760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114699509238341760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/oakwood-theme-park.html' title='Oakwood Theme Park'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114682438952923505</id><published>2006-05-05T12:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.961+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Karl Marx</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;While studying Sociology these last few days I happen to come across some quotations by Karl Marx that I believe are worth a thought:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The history of all hitherto existing society is the history of the class struggle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Man makes his own history"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Man makes religion, religion does not make man"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"The more man puts into God, the more he retains from himself"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Workers of the world unite! You have nothing to lose but your chains. You have a world to win."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After aprroximately 2 centuries these theories have always remained very truthful to social reality.&lt;br /&gt;Wearing badges is not enough! Wake up for the revolution!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114682438952923505?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114682438952923505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114682438952923505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114682438952923505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114682438952923505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/karl-marx.html' title='Karl Marx'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114672619156783225</id><published>2006-05-04T08:57:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.907+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I can feel it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes, I can feel it in my bones that stress from exams is taking over once again. The first hint was yesterday night when at a not- so- good news, I immediately dropped gloomy and grumpy while knowing very well that the other person has no control over the situation. As a consequence, this person also fell silent and it is exactly at that point in time when I realized my mistake. I tried to alter my behaviour as soon as possible but I was afraid it might be too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114672619156783225?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114672619156783225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114672619156783225' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114672619156783225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114672619156783225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-can-feel-it_04.html' title='I can feel it'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114667906316072116</id><published>2006-05-03T19:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The big day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The birthday festivities continued yesterday. Apart a very busy morning studying Sociology, the evening was again splendid. To celebrate the evening my bf took me to a Lebanese restaurant and I must say that I liked it a lot there. Altough the setting was not that typical the food was mouth-watering. I ate so much that against my expectation I hadn't any room left for dessert. I assume that my assistant-planner-boyfriend will call that "bad planning!" I am happy to announce that I was again the target of a bunch of presents. These new ones from the part of my bf had to do with camping, travelling and hiking stuff and which, I am sure, will prove useful in the coming June.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/lowe%20alpine%20backpack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/lowe%20alpine%20backpack.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the backpack "Walkabout 45" from Lowe Alpine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/gelert%20towels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/gelert%20towels.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And these are the quick-dry and light-weight towels from Gelert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114667906316072116?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114667906316072116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114667906316072116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114667906316072116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114667906316072116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/big-day.html' title='The big day'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114647522470280732</id><published>2006-05-01T10:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.739+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Surprise Birthday Party!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I never experienced a big a surprise as this one. An odd thing is that I didn't even suspect anything! Well I have an excuse for this one since my mind was focused on exams and I didn't feel like birthday was coming. Later I got to know that the person behind the planning was my assistant- planner-boyfriend (what a coincidence!!) As soon as we arrived at this typical Maltese wine bar I immediately noticed a table rounded with our friends (all of them) including my cousin. It was only then that I noticed that they might be there for me. Up to this point I haven't even noticed the balloons and the streamers that the barman very kindly had put up for the occasion. Actually, one of my friends had to remark that for me lol.  While I was struggling to open my first presents another bunch of people arrived and these were my friends from college! I never ever dreamt that this might be possible!! Having said that, I did ask my bf about some curious calls and messages that he received but I didn't want to question him up to the point that he feels that I'm not trusting him as it comes to our relationship and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As it regards cards and gifts I really can't complain!! Here is the list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fun light bulb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bubble bath from Gadjet&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Xdye vest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Miss Sixty body cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Accesorize necklace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bag from Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another bag from Accesorize&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I also have plenty of cards which will only be replaced when the next birthday comes. I really love cards!! One of them is really particular and reads something like this: "Women who think that they are equal to men lack ambition". (This is because I'm kind of a femminist.) Well I cannot but pass a comment of self-defence on this one. I do not think that women are equal to men. Actually, I believe that we are superior! Now, tell me who is it here that lacks ambition?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all the atmosphere was great and although my college friends are not exactly the same type as my other friends everyone managed to integrate well. The good thing is that apart from munching on food (one of my favourite hobbies) and drinking, we also assisted to 2 films; Taking lives and House of Wax. Now comes the kinky bit of the story. As soon as the films finished, a blue film was showing on tv!! It took the barman quite long to realize what was happening and therefore we succeeded in viewing some clit playing and blowjobs as well. However, as the scene was passing to hardcore the barman switched the channel, no matter my insistence that now I turned adult lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I learnt that more ppl were invited but couldn't make it because of work and transport related problems. I appreciate tha attempt though and I thank from the bottom of my heart my bf and those other special people who made this birthday a one to remember!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114647522470280732?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114647522470280732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114647522470280732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114647522470280732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114647522470280732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/05/surprise-birthday-party.html' title='Surprise Birthday Party!!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114604836778253695</id><published>2006-04-26T12:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.680+02:00</updated><title type='text'>By the way</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just a side note: when you buy tuna dip from the cinema make sure that you get rid of the top lid before the lights are out, just in case you put it inside your bag by mistake while it is still full of tuna spread. Well, of course, I know about every stark detail of the consequences because this actually happened to me two days ago. Getting out your money to pay at some cash point with your purse smelling of fish is not one of the best feelings in the world!! From the optimistic point of view, the tuna and crackers pack was delicious. That makes the experience worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114604836778253695?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114604836778253695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114604836778253695' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114604836778253695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114604836778253695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/by-way.html' title='By the way'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114596623746633177</id><published>2006-04-25T13:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.625+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Memoirs of a Geisha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memoirs of a Geisha is a film of beauty. Beauty of landscapes, beauty of ideology, beauty of actors (except the sumo wrestlers of course! lol), anyway, beauty in all its forms. Altough rated only 6.8 on &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0397535/"&gt;IMDb&lt;/a&gt;, I consider this movie one of the best that I have seen recently. It tells the story of a young poor girl who had to be separated from her family due to their miserable financial condition. The girl ends up in a Geisha school. These Japanese women are trained from childhood &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;in conversation, dancing, and singing in order to entertain professional or social gatherings of men. This work did not carry with it the negative connotation as prostitution does in Europe and other countries. The work was considered as a privilegious one and above all, from various incidents during the film, the viewer gets to know that this is not about sex as Mother told Chiyo: "We do not sell flesh". As a little girl, Chiyo encountered a man who had bought her sweets and whom she loved for the rest of her life. She made it a point to meet him one day but destiny marred her plans by people who constantly corrupted her due to her innocence. However, after a whole sequence of breathtaking scenery she manages to at least have him in the end. Despite the fact that it is categorized under the genre of "Drama &amp; Romance" and despite the happy ending this film is not the usual type of love story and certainly is suitable to any audience; male or female.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114596623746633177?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114596623746633177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114596623746633177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114596623746633177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114596623746633177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/memoirs-of-geisha_25.html' title='Memoirs of a Geisha'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114588491033781483</id><published>2006-04-24T14:58:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.454+02:00</updated><title type='text'>All is well that ends well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's how the saying goes and I dare add that that's a fact. Life seems clearer now. Most of the personal problems are now over and I can therefore fully concentrate on more important things (i.e. exams). I have 4 of them this week. But I'm happy that they are near because that means that they will soon be a thing of the past. Also, I had a great weekend with boyfriend, family and friends. I can't ask for more. Moreover, my birthday is approaching bringing along with it dinners, cards and presents! I hardly can wait!! To put the cherry on the cake, our friend from Ireland confirmed that he will join us on the last weekend of our holiday in Wales. If I'm reckoning right, that will be the time when we're in Pembrokeshire including a day spent at the fun fair. I've no doubt that we're going to take those last 2 words as literally as we could. Voila` tout le monde raisonnable!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114588491033781483?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114588491033781483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114588491033781483' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114588491033781483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114588491033781483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/all-is-well-that-ends-well_114588491033781483.html' title='All is well that ends well'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114562315760823335</id><published>2006-04-21T14:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.279+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is a bittersweet longing for things, persons, or situations of the past. It is also what I'm feeling lately when I'm studying. Flashbacks of what was happening in class or in my personal life keep getting at me with each page I turn. Not once or twice did I catch myself smiling sheepishly at the papers in front of me or else I feel the tears trickling down my face. I admit that the 2 years at Junior College were not the best school years I ever had. But when they are over and you realize that another chapter from your life is closed it's inevitable not to have such a sensation. I'm very sensitive these days. However, I always was the type of person that lives with memories from the past. I don't know, but they kind of make you feel more secure and give you courage and prosperity for the future. At the end of the day, it is a fact that you can escape reality by thinking of the past or of the future but you cannot escape your past because what is done is done and there is no turning back. Doing this too often might become dangerous I believe. I personally whish I was not so nostalgic. Sometimes I tend to compare present situations with past ones which is not always sensible since each experience is a new one and you have to live it as it is. So watch your balance please, Ms. Go Bananas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114562315760823335?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114562315760823335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114562315760823335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114562315760823335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114562315760823335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114552976868566127</id><published>2006-04-20T12:32:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.219+02:00</updated><title type='text'>This is the real thing now!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more mock tests, assessments and things of the sort. It is the real thing now! The big day has come. Tomorrow I will have my French Oral exam. Since French is my forte I consider myself lucky of having an "easy" start. The exam needs preparation nonetheless because part of it deals with culture. But I'm sure I'll do well in this one. The worst has yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my last Academic Report and assessments from school. I didn't do bad at all with the result being as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;English - 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;French - 8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maltese - 6 (I know I deserve better in this subject and I revised the paper. I actually had one spelling mistake and some of the corrections by the teacher were wrong! Can you imagine that?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sociology - 6 (Man I'm starting to hate this subject. Regardless of any attempt at improving I always keep getting this same mark. But perhaps this is what I merit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Environmental Science - 8&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyway, this is all bullshit. At least, as far as English is concerned. For the last 2 years I haven't scored a mark below 6. However, in my annuals I only passed with 2 marks. This is the system here, you do well in tests and assignments but you fail in exams (as if!!) There are 2 possible solutions to this pathetic situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Teachers have been incompetent for the whole 2 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sense of fairness is a mystery for the board of examiners.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the sake of practicality, I tend to lean towards the latter. I'm certain I'll have more to comment about this when the results are out. For the time being I rely on hope!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114552976868566127?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114552976868566127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114552976868566127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114552976868566127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114552976868566127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-is-real-thing-now.html' title='This is the real thing now!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114544330492068245</id><published>2006-04-19T12:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.165+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Life at the moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't say that I'm really living at the moment. It's more a sort of a routine-based existence. This is the third consecutive day dedicated from 8.30am to 7.00pm to studying. The only variety is what to study, yes a very inviting choice indeed! This type of existence has to continue till the 18th of May, that is the date when I'll finish my exams and that is almost a month from now. A month!! A month like this!! But then again, that is not enough. Other personal problems and stuff surface just in times like these when your moral is already rock bottom. However, I have those special persons in my life which make my life worth living for. They are there, ALWAYS, even when they are going through bad times themselves. These people I thank from the bottom of my heart and I will love you and cherish you for the rest of time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114544330492068245?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114544330492068245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114544330492068245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114544330492068245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114544330492068245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-at-moment.html' title='Life at the moment'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114535626318971394</id><published>2006-04-18T12:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.110+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Adventure</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/delta_300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/delta_300.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It has been agreed that most, or at least, part of our holiday will be dedicated to camping with all its activities. We have been very busy preparing ourselves with camping equipment. For instance, the picture shows the first tent that my boyfriend and I can call ours, since we usually lend one from our friends when we camp locally. But we decided now that it is only appropriate to buy ourselves one and only God knows what will happen inside that tent ;-) Other gadgets bought were sleeping bags, towels, raincoats, torches etc etc. However I realized that I may have one problem when it comes to packing. My sleeping bag is not very compressible and it will take most of my luggage bag. Moreover, we're limited with the space in the rented mini-van so we cannot afford a lot of huge bulky bags. As a result, after considering many options, I concluded that I have to change the jeans trrousers that I usually wear when travelling with other light casual trousers which I'm in lack of. It's not so bad on second thought since this will mean more clothes in my wardrobe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114535626318971394?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114535626318971394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114535626318971394' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114535626318971394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114535626318971394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/camping-adventure.html' title='Camping Adventure'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114534481111519927</id><published>2006-04-18T09:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.057+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Our journey by map</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/1600/wales-town-map.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7423/2726/320/wales-town-map.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is how our journey will look like virtually (and obviously approximately). My interpretation is based on the towns and places to visit and not the actual routes since we haven't figured that out yet. Click on the image for a larger view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114534481111519927?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114534481111519927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114534481111519927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114534481111519927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114534481111519927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/our-journey-by-map.html' title='Our journey by map'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114528576213569205</id><published>2006-04-17T16:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:59.003+02:00</updated><title type='text'>It just happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It just happens to me that I say something while I actually mean another. Sometimes this may be harmless but at times it can become very awkward. This was the case yesterday when I realized that one of my friends was offended by something I had said. It was just a matter of how to position words in a sentence but when speaking one tends to attach less importance to thinking no matter how much one repeats to oneself to THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK .  However, I was really disturbed by the situation that I fell silent for the rest of the night. Shit happens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114528576213569205?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114528576213569205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114528576213569205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114528576213569205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114528576213569205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-just-happens.html' title='It just happens'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114526980217818117</id><published>2006-04-17T12:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:58.947+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Wales - Holiday Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is the plan we came up with this weekend. It is still open to alterations but it seems very plausible. The list goes as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;first day to discover Llandudno and Colwyn Bay: 8th June&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 days on the isle of Anglesey: 9-10th June&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4 days in Snowdonia National Park: 11-14th June&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3 days travelling to and exploring Pembrokeshire (including Oakwood Fun Fair): 15-17th June&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a day in Llangollen for some water sport: 18th June&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a day saved for shopping in Manchester: 19th June&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114526980217818117?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114526980217818117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114526980217818117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114526980217818117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114526980217818117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/wales-holiday-plan.html' title='Wales - Holiday Plan'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114518166939868761</id><published>2006-04-16T11:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:58.889+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Night at the Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We spent Good Friday's night around a table drinking wine, munching some food and discussing any topic  that comes our way. On top of the agenda was the planning of our holiday in Wales the coming June. Only 2 months are left and until Friday we didn't even have a clue on where to visit and what to do. This might be an adventure in itself but since one of our friend's will join us from Ireland we have to give him our schedule so that he matches it with his. Some of us took this planning seriously, so seriously that they wrote in such a hurried and anxious way that only they themselves could have read what was written :P Anyways, I still have to get my copy of the plan which will be posted later. For anyone from and around Wales or those who have any experience of travelling there, I'll be very glad if you'll post your comments on any help or suggestions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114518166939868761?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114518166939868761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114518166939868761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114518166939868761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114518166939868761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/night-at-farm.html' title='Night at the Farm'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114500560521738832</id><published>2006-04-14T10:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:58.834+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Celebrating Good Friday's Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;We celebrate Good Friday today in my countr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;y. The day before people visit 7 different churches as the tradition goes. Since my friends and I are not very religious we decided to celebrate the day, or rather the night, in our own style. One of our friends came up with the idea that instead of visiting 7 churches we should  drink 7 different alcoholic drinks before finally settling on a particular one for the whole night. We started with white wine and passed on to shooters and you know the mixture there. Even the barman passed a comment on how much brave and courageous we must be in order to embark on such an adventure !! I was supposed to dedicate this morning to studying but with all this bubbling and all in my stomach I'm not sure I'll succeed. I'm opting for French Grammar to day because I don't find it as very intensive. Tonight we're sleeping over at my bf's farmhouse with our friends, I'm very looking forward for it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114500560521738832?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114500560521738832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114500560521738832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114500560521738832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114500560521738832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/celebrating-good-fridays-eve.html' title='Celebrating Good Friday&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26046009.post-114494595368121653</id><published>2006-04-13T18:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T14:29:58.771+02:00</updated><title type='text'>welcoming myself to blogs!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm so pissed off from studying for my A-levels that I needed something to alienate myself in. I considered no better option than to start my adventure with blogging. I was tempted by the idea after almost a month reading blogs from a friend and I must admit I wait eagerly for his next post. I'm just experimenting for the time being so don't expect anything special right now.I'm liking the idea though :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26046009-114494595368121653?l=gogetbananas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/feeds/114494595368121653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26046009&amp;postID=114494595368121653' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114494595368121653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26046009/posts/default/114494595368121653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gogetbananas.blogspot.com/2006/04/welcoming-myself-to-blogs.html' title='welcoming myself to blogs!!'/><author><name>born_to_try</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18127827575388552089</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
