<?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-477798194069343705</id><updated>2011-08-15T11:09:05.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelique</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/477798194069343705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Angelique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729519465781539871</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477798194069343705.post-2110987594449558297</id><published>2011-03-30T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T12:22:57.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting facts about my personality..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Existing Situation&lt;/h3&gt;Feels there are barriers between herself and the essential things she desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Most of the times I do. May be I havent got enough believe in myself or just waiting for something to happen, without doing anything. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Your Stress Sources&lt;/h3&gt;"Needs to meet people who have the same high principals and values as himself, but finds the need unfulfilled. her need to feel dominate and superior leaves her feeling isolated and does not allow for her to give freely of himself. she would like to surrender and let go, but sees that as a weakness she must not give in to. Holding back will allow her to stand out for the crowd and earn a higher status, recognized by others as unique and important."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Strongly agree with this statement, because I find very difficult to communicate with differtent type of people. Especially if I am not interested in them. I prefer to meet people who achieve something more in their life then me or have the same interests as me or can interest me in something I dont like. &amp;nbsp;I accept that sometimes I have to dominate, but not all the times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Restrained Characteristics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving more than she is getting back and feels misunderstood and unappreciated. Feels she is being forced into compromising and even her close relationships leave her feeling emotional distant.&lt;br /&gt;"Believes her hopes and dreams are realistic, but needs reassurance from others. Has strict standards when looking for a partner and wants guarantees that she will not be disappointed or lose."&lt;br /&gt;Is bothered when her needs and desires are misunderstood and she feels there is no one to turn to or rely on. her self-centered attitude can cause her to be easily offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc;"&gt;"Believes her hopes and dreams are realistic'' - that's absolutely about me. In addition, I am very choosy in getting partners or friends, because I do not want to be dissapointed latefr. It makes me feel bad and distressing. 'You better be hungry instead of eating horrible food, you better be alone then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc;"&gt;be with any random person.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Desired Objective&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has too much built-up excitement which is ready to break free in an impulsive and irrational outburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc;"&gt;I am very surprised, but I totally agree with that. And sometimes it makes me feel scary, because I can be excited&amp;nbsp;about little simple things which people dont even pay attention to. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;Your Actual Problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;"Struggles with her need for respect and admiration from others; feels she needs to make a name for herself and stand out from the crowd. she acts out by insisting she be the center of attention, and refuses to step back, stand down, or take on a minor, insignificant role."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc;"&gt;Partly dissagree, because I havent got lack of respect from others. But I prefer to be out of the croud. First of all because I dont like the croud, and second - I like extraordinary people, who are strong and makes the world does round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/477798194069343705-2110987594449558297?l=angelique7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/feeds/2110987594449558297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/2011/03/interesting-facts-about-my-personality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/477798194069343705/posts/default/2110987594449558297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/477798194069343705/posts/default/2110987594449558297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/2011/03/interesting-facts-about-my-personality.html' title='interesting facts about my personality..'/><author><name>Angelique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729519465781539871</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-477798194069343705.post-8890654121339617455</id><published>2011-03-09T12:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T12:43:40.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frida Kahlo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I paint myself because I am so often alone and because I am the subject I know best."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Frida Kahlo de Rivera was a&amp;nbsp;Mexican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; painter and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;best known for her self-portraits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of her 143 paintings, 55 are self-portraits which often incorporate symbolic portrayals of physical and psychological wounds. She insisted, "I never painted dreams. I painted my own reality."Kahlo was influenced by indigenous Mexican culture, which is apparent in her use of bright colors and dramatic symbolism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6FRpdoDyMTg/TXfmBJ7YVMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ioDZkPxY_vs/s1600/FridaKahloWithoutHope.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" q6="true" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6FRpdoDyMTg/TXfmBJ7YVMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ioDZkPxY_vs/s320/FridaKahloWithoutHope.jpg" width="320" /&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/477798194069343705-8890654121339617455?l=angelique7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/feeds/8890654121339617455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/2011/03/frida-kahlo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/477798194069343705/posts/default/8890654121339617455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/477798194069343705/posts/default/8890654121339617455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/2011/03/frida-kahlo.html' title='Frida Kahlo'/><author><name>Angelique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729519465781539871</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='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-6FRpdoDyMTg/TXfmBJ7YVMI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ioDZkPxY_vs/s72-c/FridaKahloWithoutHope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-477798194069343705.post-2541236672635560329</id><published>2010-10-20T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T12:31:33.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelique</title><content type='html'>Today is 20th of October, so finally autumn came to see us!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/477798194069343705-2541236672635560329?l=angelique7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/feeds/2541236672635560329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/2010/10/angelique.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/477798194069343705/posts/default/2541236672635560329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/477798194069343705/posts/default/2541236672635560329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://angelique7.blogspot.com/2010/10/angelique.html' title='Angelique'/><author><name>Angelique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15729519465781539871</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></feed>
