<?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-138174225019308460</id><updated>2012-02-12T17:48:48.964-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O DO RI MA SHO</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>186</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-3405632502927395397</id><published>2011-07-29T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T22:45:21.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CHICAGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm here- safe and warm. For the next 2.5 years, I'm planting myself here in Chicago to study Dance Movement Therapy and Counseling. I have the best roommates a girl could ever ask for: Coco Chen (from Taiwan) and Amanda Chen (from Indiana). Lucky to have them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nicole- SO nice to see you today! Are we in Japan?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I miss and love ALL of my AZ friends and family. Not a day has or will go by where I don't miss you. Please visit me. You'll have a place to stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635016786001858434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4ETkn1LxRY/TjOZ6UkBD4I/AAAAAAAAAec/3unYMKxjVcg/s320/japgroup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-3405632502927395397?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3405632502927395397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=3405632502927395397' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3405632502927395397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3405632502927395397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2011/07/chicago.html' title='CHICAGO'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-D4ETkn1LxRY/TjOZ6UkBD4I/AAAAAAAAAec/3unYMKxjVcg/s72-c/japgroup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5645913115153944381</id><published>2010-12-17T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T22:09:30.452-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO ASU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/TQxP689o1qI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4WAkWB2j5ys/s1600/Sarah%252520and%252520Noel%255B1%255D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551900314856642210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/TQxP689o1qI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4WAkWB2j5ys/s320/Sarah%252520and%252520Noel%255B1%255D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5645913115153944381?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5645913115153944381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5645913115153944381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5645913115153944381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5645913115153944381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/12/go-asu.html' title='GO ASU!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/TQxP689o1qI/AAAAAAAAAeI/4WAkWB2j5ys/s72-c/Sarah%252520and%252520Noel%255B1%255D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6274370676517106853</id><published>2010-12-17T22:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T22:05:40.872-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need editing/saving help!</title><content type='html'>I don't know how to edit/save DVDs onto my computer. This should be a fairly simple task, right? Well, I am faling miserably at trying. Please Help!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6274370676517106853?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6274370676517106853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6274370676517106853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6274370676517106853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6274370676517106853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-need-editingsaving-help.html' title='I need editing/saving help!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1173052989674473175</id><published>2010-12-13T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:24:14.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts by Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/TQcM2wauYTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gYPDD__pgpA/s1600/Suns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550419200606888242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/TQcM2wauYTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gYPDD__pgpA/s320/Suns.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;As of today, this is turning into my random thoughts blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, ENJOY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;1.) I need to start my christmas shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;2.) I need to read a book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;3.) I need to go to bed earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Thank you and bless your hearts.  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1173052989674473175?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1173052989674473175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1173052989674473175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1173052989674473175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1173052989674473175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/12/random-thoughts-by-sarah.html' title='Random Thoughts by Sarah'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/TQcM2wauYTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/gYPDD__pgpA/s72-c/Suns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8974734386030857106</id><published>2010-11-26T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T20:42:55.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Yo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I know it's been forever and one of these days I will come back strong! Black Friday and Thanksgiving treated me well. What was even better? The Usher Concert! I will post pictures and video soon. :-) Life has been busy and I will update you all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Bless your hearts. xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8974734386030857106?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8974734386030857106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8974734386030857106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8974734386030857106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8974734386030857106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/11/hey-yo.html' title='Hey Yo!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5112149108378355012</id><published>2010-07-18T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T09:40:59.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy July!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj40/luv_twilight/icons/ththce296815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 100px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj40/luv_twilight/icons/ththce296815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5112149108378355012?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5112149108378355012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5112149108378355012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5112149108378355012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5112149108378355012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/07/happy-july.html' title='Happy July!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i268.photobucket.com/albums/jj40/luv_twilight/icons/th_ththce296815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5096856741506419479</id><published>2010-06-13T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T06:14:44.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Much is Never Enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.skateparkoftampa.com/spot/images/cph07aairport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 399px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.skateparkoftampa.com/spot/images/cph07aairport.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dear Frequent and Non-Frequent Flyers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;When flying, especially internationally, please be respectful of others and mindful of your personal hygiene. I would suggest a long shower with an entire bottle of body soap and/or soap bar with a generous amount of deodorant- my suggestion, 3-4 times the amount you would usually apply. When flying on multiple flights (for 15+ hours), as well as traveling in sardine packed shuttles from terminal to terminal and standing in never ending lines in customs and security, I cannot stress enough how much your personal hygiene affects the person next to you. There were multiple times I thought I might pass out due to the enormous death defying odors surrounding me. I wish I had passed out just so I could "get out of jail for free" and no longer have to endure such odors. Consider this strike one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What was worse was having the worst possible seat on the 9 hour flight from Copenhagen to Washington DC- right next to the toilet, no more than a foot away. Flyers- &lt;em&gt;please&lt;/em&gt; close the door when you are finished with the toilet. It's called courtesy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And I understand on such long flights, many of you like to get up and stretch your legs. I understand this, however, please be mindful of your personal space. I don't enjoy you invading my personal space by your rear-end rubbing up against me while you lunge and I sleep. Strike two.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now I am home, safe from others' body odors, buttocks and plane toilets. However, I feel extremely ill with a sore throat, splitting headache and body aches. I consider this my lesson learned. In the future, I will travel with a generous amount of medicine, body gel, soup, lotion and deodorant for myself, as well as my flying colleagues. I cannot imagine going through a similar experience again. So, to my international flyers- shower and apply generous amounts of deodorant. And I will bring back-up. Just remember, too much is never enough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you and enjoy your travels, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yours Truly&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 388px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.eri.dk/pict/terminal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminal 3, International Terminal: Copenhagen Airport&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5096856741506419479?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5096856741506419479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5096856741506419479' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5096856741506419479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5096856741506419479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/06/too-much-is-never-enough.html' title='Too Much is Never Enough'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4577392863544013814</id><published>2010-06-05T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T10:25:24.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Leaving in one hour for Norway. All packed and ready to go. This will be a very exciting reunion with my best Aussie friends whom I met 5 years ago. I can't believe we'll all be reunited! We had the greatest time together in Australia. Some of the best friends that I know I'll have for the rest of my life. I am over-filled with excitement to see them again! Just gotta make it through a 15 hour flight (plus lay-overs). I'm flying first to Chicago, then Copenhagen and last, Kristiansand- Norway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;You all know how I like to blog when I travel abroad- that's the whole reason I began blogging. So, I'll see what I can do for you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Smile. Life is beautiful. xxxooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4577392863544013814?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4577392863544013814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4577392863544013814' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4577392863544013814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4577392863544013814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/06/countdown.html' title='Countdown'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-442671290138260042</id><published>2010-06-04T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T21:24:02.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOR WAAAAAAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Heading to Norway tomorrow for one week! So exciting....I have yet to pack...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-442671290138260042?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/442671290138260042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=442671290138260042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/442671290138260042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/442671290138260042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/06/nor-waaaaaay.html' title='NOR WAAAAAAY!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2098681680090663182</id><published>2010-04-17T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:20:40.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pat's Run 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19,698 Finishers. 4.2 miles. Beautiful Run. Bib Number: 7777&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This run was dedicated to Tony. The least I can do is dedicate him 4.2 miles for all the hard work and dedication he's putting into Boot Camp. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO SUNS! Tomorrow night is the first playoff game! We will dominate the Portland Trailblazers!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2098681680090663182?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2098681680090663182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2098681680090663182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2098681680090663182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2098681680090663182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/04/pats-run-2010.html' title='Pat&apos;s Run 2010'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6292209522106532931</id><published>2010-04-11T16:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T17:35:07.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Havasu Half Marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459040506843544050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/S8JoavDgufI/AAAAAAAAAdo/B3Wop6Fa4ps/s320/Mom%27s+Camera+209.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dear Future Havasu Half Marathoners, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;If you plan on running the Havasu half next year- you may want to think again. The water stations sucked ass. Not only were there no cups at the first water station, but also no cups at the second. I passed by the first one thinking I'd be okay without water for a little while. This was a bad idea. I was already feeling dehydrated and light headed by the time the next water station came up. At the second station, the volunteers were delighted to pour water into my dirty, cupped hands. No runner was happy about this. Sure, by the time we got to the third water station- thank God- there were cups. BUT, not at the fourth! Are you kidding me? And what was worse was that I saw a man pick up a water gallon (at the water station), mouth to bottle, chugged a bit down, and placed it back onto the table. Not only was this insanely rude and unsanitary of him, but also no one at the volunteer table thought to throw this out- to save other runners from his hepatitis diseases. Seriously? I was quite pissed off and bitter this whole marathon because of these little things that all added up. I paid $70 for this half marathon- the least they could do is provide paper cups! Oh- and the course is not flat, as advertised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Regardless of my bitterness towards the half marathon- the weather was gorgeous and we ran across the London Bridge. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Brandi and I had a great time and a delightful Havasu trip! XXXOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;I highly recommend the P.F. Chang's Rock 'n' Roll Marathons! Those are amazing!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459040516987671490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/S8JobU2D08I/AAAAAAAAAdw/ezvwmd57Kbw/s320/Mom%27s+Camera+216.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Best Wishes, Yours Truly. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6292209522106532931?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6292209522106532931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6292209522106532931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6292209522106532931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6292209522106532931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/04/havasu-half-marathon.html' title='Havasu Half Marathon'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/S8JoavDgufI/AAAAAAAAAdo/B3Wop6Fa4ps/s72-c/Mom%27s+Camera+209.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-889140947837365400</id><published>2010-04-08T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T23:18:04.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVASU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Brandi and I are leaving for Havasu tomorrow! I'm going to the MVD  first thing in the morning for the title of the car- then off we go! Brandi helped me pack and called me the worst packer ever. Not true. I'm just a huge procrastinator- huge. I hate packing. I think it's a pain in the ass. Next time, Brandi is packing for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Our half-marathon (13.1) is Saturday! Wish us luck! I'm dedicating this run to a number of my friends and family- especially Tony- who is currently enduring the torture of boot camp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tony, this one's for you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-889140947837365400?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/889140947837365400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=889140947837365400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/889140947837365400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/889140947837365400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/04/havasu.html' title='HAVASU!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-739537925058042378</id><published>2010-04-04T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T00:13:45.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter- 2010 Style!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Let's begin with Friday morning...I was up, getting ready to go at about 9am to drive to get the car title. As I was getting ready, about to walk out of my bedroom- I see my stuffed bunny fly across the room- out from another bedroom. I knew the dog, Cali, was in there and thought, "Oh my gawd, Cali! I didn't know you could do &lt;em&gt;that!" &lt;/em&gt;As I walked into the bedroom, I see this head of dark hair on the pillow, body under the covers of the bed. I was scared shitless. It looked like my sister's hair- but it couldn't be my sister. She was in North Carolina, fighting crime. I was home alone. No one else should be in the house. I creeped over to the bed, pulled down the covers slowly, and sure enough-it was my little sister! What a shit! She flew home and surprised me! I had NO idea! I couldn't have felt more scared AND excited at the same time. I just couldn't believe she was home! And she'll be here til Wednesday night.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Easter was magical! Went to church with the family, then Camelback Inn for Brunch. It was by far, the best Brunch I have ever had. The food and the location was beyond amazing. And the company wasn't too bad either. ;) I ate way too much food (and chocolate) and went into a coma, as did the rest of the family, immediately after our Easter Part-ay. Then, after our Sunday afternoon nap, the sister and I went for a walk, along with the dog (with Cali's  new easter dress on, which she hates, but mom loves). When we returned home, Ryan, Kavitz, and baby Dilan had arrived to wish me- yes, me- a happy Easter. Ryan notarized my car title and Kavitz told me about a new dance position I should apply for. I just finished my cover letter, polishing up my resume, and submitted everything online. Took way too long. Not even sure if it all submitted correctly. Ah well. We'll see. I am tired now and need to go to bed. I've got a long, long day ahead of me tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Love you, friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-739537925058042378?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/739537925058042378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=739537925058042378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/739537925058042378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/739537925058042378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/04/happy-easter-2010-style.html' title='Happy Easter- 2010 Style!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7751612778362227542</id><published>2010-03-27T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T19:07:44.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday, Ryan Daniel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Bithday, Ry Guy! Love you so much! Thanks for giving me the opportunity to decorate your desk at work- sorry about the My Little Pony, Little Mermaid, Hello Kitty, Elmo, star wands, tiara, princess themed, pink decorations....let's just say someone else gave me the idea. Wasn't entirely me....perhaps someone on your team. No names. ~ Adam~ :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nicole- call me! Asaki e-mailed me and said that she told you hello for me (she is waching High School Musical right now. Love her)! How is everything? Have you been back to Saicolo's? Have you kept in touch in my Japanese boyfriend- Yusuke? I miss him. I want him to sing to me again. That was a highlight of my life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453499449982088338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/S6642xr4dJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Mwb2Ir3LYgs/s320/Okinawa+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Beach- where you be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Here's the simple update for my abroad friends...Brandi and I have a half-marathon just around the corner- April 10th. Brandi's foot is practically broken, and so is my neck and jaw. We make a great team. That is all. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;I cannot wait to see Beth (Bjorgi), Dominik, Lars, Eva, and Nicole in June!!! Norway!!! YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Beth- Am I gonna be cold? You guys all know how cold I get. Do I need to pack sweaters and jackets? Remember how cold I was in Australia half of the time? Ok, just let me know. Thanks, friends. I love you guys. xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7751612778362227542?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7751612778362227542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7751612778362227542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7751612778362227542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7751612778362227542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-birthday-ryan-daniel.html' title='Happy Birthday, Ryan Daniel!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/S6642xr4dJI/AAAAAAAAAdY/Mwb2Ir3LYgs/s72-c/Okinawa+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-279347433894477531</id><published>2010-03-13T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T22:04:06.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy March!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Brandi- I love you and had so much fun hiking South Mountain with you this morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Everyone else I spoke with today, including (but not limited to), Matthew, Ry Guy, Kavita, Baby Dilan Ry, Di, E, Lizzy, Megan, and Tony- I love you all so, so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Megs- I'll see you in August! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Tony- I will miss you soooo much for these next 13 weeks. I'll see you at the airport when I return from my Norwegian trip. I'll write you. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Brandi- Havasu in April- love preparing this with you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lizzy- MAY! Cannot wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'm excited for tomorrow, but not looking forward to Monday. Not only is Tony leaving for 13 weeks, but things are changing at work. I will, most likely, be working for a different manager. What sucks is that I love my current manager. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-279347433894477531?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/279347433894477531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=279347433894477531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/279347433894477531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/279347433894477531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-march.html' title='Happy March!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1847185806586910713</id><published>2010-01-23T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T06:26:30.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://helenkosings.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/super_domo_kun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://helenkosings.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/super_domo_kun.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Hello friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Here is my most recent update. I had a doctor's appointment on Wednesday to follow up on my TMD. It was supposed to be my discharge day if my jaw was better. But it wasn't. My jaw was feeling worse. So, I had to have "phalanges" put on my "appliances," which I have to wear 24/7. I wear the bottom appliance (which is like a clear retainer) during the day, and the other appliance at night. At no given time am I allowed to take out one appliance, without putting the other in. I must put both in, to take one out. By keeping the appliances in, it keeps my jaw from locking. They keep me from completely touching teeth to teeth and closing my mouth. Brushing my teeth takes about 10 minutes because I have to wear an appliance while brushing one row, then switch them out to brush the other row of teeth. Speaking is extremely challenging. I hate it. It makes it especially hard since my job consists of talking all day long. Then there's eating. Well, I can't. I'm unable to chew food. I tried. All I can consume is soup and smoothies. So I am hungry. Very hungry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After 3 weeks, I have another follow-up appointment. The appliance will be removed and we'll see if my jaw locks. I am not confident that my jaw won't lock without the appliances. In the past, when I completely close my mouth is when the locking occurs. I want so badly for this to fix the problem. If it doesn't after 3 weeks, I'll have to continue wearing the appliances for a bit longer. If that doesn't work, surgery's the next option- which I really hope doesn't come down to. So, this will be a long, tortuous 3 weeks....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;It's Saturday, 7:15am. I have to go shopping this weekend for clothes because my work is going back to business/casual attire. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;We've been strictly casual for the past 3 months. So, this is a sad/difficult time for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1847185806586910713?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1847185806586910713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1847185806586910713' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1847185806586910713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1847185806586910713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/01/domo.html' title='DOMO'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5059904683179426661</id><published>2010-01-12T17:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T17:32:09.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>American Idol!!!! Tonight!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EoJrePjulZk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EoJrePjulZk&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5059904683179426661?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5059904683179426661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5059904683179426661' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5059904683179426661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5059904683179426661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/01/american-idol-tonight.html' title='American Idol!!!! Tonight!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1052136614059008109</id><published>2010-01-01T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T16:25:09.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010! Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sz6R8s69gJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/OYzHNzp-rzc/s1600-h/bachelorette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421931473437294738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sz6R8s69gJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/OYzHNzp-rzc/s320/bachelorette.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY 2010!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sadly I didn't go out for New Year's Eve- felt a bit under the weather (still not feeling too great). So I rang in the New Year with my baby sister- who just had her tonsils removed earlier this week. She's bedridden and can't speak. Poor thing. Perhaps I was meant to stay in with her. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;My jaw is still in the healing stages. At least I can unlock it now, but it's still uncomfortable, noisy and annoying every time it pops. My sister, particularly, hates it. I'm supposed to be popping it 1200 times a day (doctor's orders). 1200 times?! A little excessive, don't you think? I get tired after popping it 50 times, let alone 1200. I wonder if it's ever going to get better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Well, I wish you and your loved ones a very happy 2010! Let's make it a good year! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1052136614059008109?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1052136614059008109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1052136614059008109' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1052136614059008109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1052136614059008109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010-bring-it.html' title='2010! Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sz6R8s69gJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/OYzHNzp-rzc/s72-c/bachelorette.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-857731877217434965</id><published>2009-11-23T21:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T22:07:56.989-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In a Nutshell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Swt3qqZoTdI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wSbC7RQ7Dds/s1600/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407547352408411602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Swt3qqZoTdI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wSbC7RQ7Dds/s320/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;For Nicole &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Swt1_7QprWI/AAAAAAAAAdA/75wRyOV82hg/s1600/rikkichochsar.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;My day in a nutshell:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;1.) My co-worker got fired today (the one who I trained with).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;2.) I went to the doctor and now have appliances to "unlock" my jaw. I also was scolded at by my doctor for not icing my jaw joint every hour of every day. Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;3.) Received a list of my soft food diet: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;a.) Balance Shakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;b.) Soft boiled eggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;c.) Mashed potatoes mixed with beef bullion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;d.) Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;e.) Metrecal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;f.) Baby food (yes, baby food)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;g.) Ensure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Is this list for real? Not happening.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;4.) I saw "This Is It," for the 9th time in the movie theatre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;That sums it up. I'm so excited for this 4 day (busy, busy) weekend! WOOP!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-857731877217434965?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/857731877217434965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=857731877217434965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/857731877217434965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/857731877217434965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-nutshell.html' title='In a Nutshell'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Swt3qqZoTdI/AAAAAAAAAdI/wSbC7RQ7Dds/s72-c/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8472364163112433764</id><published>2009-11-22T12:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T13:29:16.351-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Funday</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407035459526337522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SwmmGk0CI_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/j_pV-vFFIYc/s320/sarah.alicia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I have my 2nd doctor's appointment tomorrow for my jaw issues. I am currently not allowed to eat anything hard or chewy. Also, no caffeine, especially coffee. No chips, no popcorn, no cereal, no caramel, no gum...the list goes on and on. Really sucks. But my jaw is beginning to loosen up a little. It's been "locked" for over a month. But it'll be ok. Life is looking up compared to what it looked like a couple of weeks ago... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;To update you on the car situation, I bought the Mazda 3, but I don't have car insurance. I also need to get the title changed over, get the bumper checked out, and go to the DMV for a new license plate. Ohhh, the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;On a brighter note, I'm an Auntie now! Little Dilan Rai Cortez was born November 15th, 2009 at 9:23pm; 7lbs 5oz, 21 inches. He is SO freakin' cute! I love the little guy. Ryan and Kavita will be great, loving and proud parents. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407038884418979506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SwmpN7iEhrI/AAAAAAAAAc4/AQG2O_Psdws/s320/Baby+Dilan.jpg" border="0" /&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/138174225019308460-8472364163112433764?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8472364163112433764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8472364163112433764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8472364163112433764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8472364163112433764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/11/sunday-funday.html' title='Sunday Funday'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SwmmGk0CI_I/AAAAAAAAAcw/j_pV-vFFIYc/s72-c/sarah.alicia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7819577197520400423</id><published>2009-11-08T13:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:22:06.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GO SEE, "THIS IS IT!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Clearing out my bedroom now (and the entire top floor of the house, for that matter)...and I mean &lt;em&gt;right&lt;/em&gt; now. The reason being, wood floor will be put down tomorrow; which means, I will be out of a room and a bathroom for a few days (once the flooring is put down, it has to set for 3 additional days before furniture, or anything else, can be put down atop of it). So, these next few days will be chaos. I may be staying in a hotel. If you need me, call/text me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;And if you haven't seen the MJ movie, &lt;em&gt;This Is It&lt;/em&gt;, PLEASE go and see it NOW. I've seen it 8 times so far...and I plan to continue seeing it. I make no apologies for being a&lt;em&gt; huge&lt;/em&gt; Michael Jackson fan. It still devastates me that we lost such a &lt;em&gt;talented&lt;/em&gt; singer, dancer, performer so prematurely. And I'm not usually one to get upset over celebrity deaths, however, this one really gets to me, still...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;In regards to my car situation, I'm in the process of buying one from my brother's friend (it's a Mazda 3, 2006). However, there's a few minor issues that need immediate attention. Once that's been taken care of, then I plan to purchase it. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok, off to take care of business!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MOM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7819577197520400423?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7819577197520400423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7819577197520400423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7819577197520400423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7819577197520400423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/11/goodbye-carpet.html' title='GO SEE, &quot;THIS IS IT!&quot;'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-3563450030657623474</id><published>2009-10-17T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T09:20:05.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need to Clean My Room</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I just found the car of my dreams! BUT, I think it's too good to be true...so I'm gonna have my brother check it out. If we can talk the price down, just a little bit, I hope it can be mine! I'm sure there's something about it that I'm overseeing. But, we'll see. Ry and I will be out and about today car-shopping (I still don't have a car since I've returned home from Japan. I think my Mom just gave my car away. She said she sold it, but now I am hearing a different story. Whatever). If I am able to buy a car today, I will be the happiest girl in the whole-wide-world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is sick at work. Many cases now of the swine flu. Even I have been feeling a little under the weather, but nothing serious. I still refuse to get too sick to stay home from work. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I graduated yesterday from my 3 week training course! But I still don't know what I'm doing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...my bedroom is a complete disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-3563450030657623474?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3563450030657623474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=3563450030657623474' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3563450030657623474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3563450030657623474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-need-to-clean-my-room.html' title='I Need to Clean My Room'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7345438333135345626</id><published>2009-10-14T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T21:02:07.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the Hump</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;So tired. Long day. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Everyone's&lt;/span&gt; getting sick. Co-workers even have the swine flu. I swear, if I get sick, I will be &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; unhappy. I &lt;em&gt;refuse&lt;/em&gt; to get sick. I'm doing everything I possibly can to stay healthy and maintain a clean work space. In fact, I'm quite paranoid about getting sick, that I'm becoming a little obsessive with cleanliness all around me. Can't be too safe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm so excited to go to bed. It's 8:45pm right now, and I feel like I am due past bed time. So, farewell and goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ps&lt;/span&gt;. Barney's opens tomorrow (at Fashion Square)!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;WOOP&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I suppose I know where my first pay check is going towards (get paid tomorrow)!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I almost bought a puppy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7345438333135345626?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7345438333135345626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7345438333135345626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7345438333135345626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7345438333135345626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/10/over-hump.html' title='Over the Hump'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4318363522296829078</id><published>2009-10-12T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T22:15:14.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Face</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Well, in today's news: I have temporomandibular joint disorder- which is also referred to as TMJ or TMD. I first noticed this maybe two or three years ago, but never was it as serious as it is now. Today my jaw has been "locked" all freakin' day! It's only painful if I try to pop it and it doesn't give. If I'm able to pop it, it's great relief, but usually locks right back up again. It sucks- &lt;em&gt;a lot&lt;/em&gt;. I think it's really bad right now due to stress. I know I need to get it checked out, but am too stubborn to take a day off work to do so. I'm never "normal." If it's not a broken bone, it's a pinched nerve. If it's not a pinched nerve, it's a joint problem. If it's not a joint problem, it's nerve damage, etc, etc. I think you get the point. I told my Mom that it's no big deal, but I do think I'm dying. I said, "Mom, it's ok, I accept it." But she doesn't give me my blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Other than my jaw issue, today was a great day! I met with my manager and succeeded in solving a real-life problem! I pat myself on the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If you know anything about TMJ, could you please, please let me know anything! I've been researching a bit about it, but have found little helpful information. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Arigato gozaimasu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4318363522296829078?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4318363522296829078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4318363522296829078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4318363522296829078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4318363522296829078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/10/sad-face.html' title='Sad Face'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-3619733734529857062</id><published>2009-10-10T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T11:15:44.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay Saturday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I cannot believe I got paid yesterday. My employers decided to take us on a surprise field trip for most of the day AND leave work an hour early (all paid for). The place we went was the place I was hoping for! We went to &lt;em&gt;Dave and Busters&lt;/em&gt; (Desert Ridge) and played unlimited games and ate delicious food! I even got to see my brother (he works for the same company as me. Currently, we're at different locations, but after one more week, we'll be together. yay)! It was so, so much fun! Now, I love my job even more! However, I may not feel the same next week......that's going to be &lt;em&gt;incredibly&lt;/em&gt; stressful and overwhelming. Oh, goodness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm still a little behind on my marathon training; however, I'm slowly catching up on the miles I've missed out on. I did the math yesterday and am currently behind by 9.32 miles. However, I'm supposed to do a long run of 9 miles today....I don't see that happening. &lt;em&gt;Bad attitude, Sarah, bad attitude.&lt;/em&gt; I'll get a run in today! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ps. My camera's broken. I don't know what happened, but the screen is shattered. I blame the bubble gum vodka that entered my life last Saturday night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-3619733734529857062?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3619733734529857062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=3619733734529857062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3619733734529857062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3619733734529857062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/10/yay-saturday.html' title='Yay Saturday!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1610617505653430602</id><published>2009-10-04T20:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:54:49.314-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Week Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;This weekend went by way too fast. I spent all of today hung-over, due to drinking too much bubble-gum vodka last night. I even over-slept this morning and got into a little bit of trouble. It was my responsibility to get up by 5:30am, go to 6:15 mass, and take Diane to work. But "someone" was messing around with my phone last night and set it to silent; so my alarm clock never went off. Oopsies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I'm ready for bed. So sleepy. I hope this week goes by faster than last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1610617505653430602?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1610617505653430602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1610617505653430602' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1610617505653430602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1610617505653430602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/10/another-week-begins.html' title='Another Week Begins'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5209577750293421093</id><published>2009-10-03T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T15:11:29.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy October!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SsfK9A4u7iI/AAAAAAAAAco/t3LPlBaPBqg/s1600-h/ericasar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388498628730875426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SsfK9A4u7iI/AAAAAAAAAco/t3LPlBaPBqg/s320/ericasar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Erica's 25th Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;September 26th, 2009&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have been awful about keeping my blog updated! My apologies. Now that it's October, I will try to get myself together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I started my new job this week. I must say, it was the longest week of my life! Filled with frustration, confusion, exhaustion, and overwhelming amounts of information. I would like to share more about what I do with you, but it goes hand in hand with CIA work, so I can't be too thorough. I do, however, have an additional 2 weeks left of training, so I'm trying to maintain a low stress/anxiety level. Then again, I do tend to feel easily overwhelmed and worried about everything/anything that I am held responsible for. Makes sense, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I have also fallen far behind on my marathon training. Very far behind. So, it is my goal to get back on track next week. ~Must stay disciplined.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my sister, Lizzard! Even though she never, ever reads this blog, just thought I'd shout it out anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO SUNDEVILS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5209577750293421093?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5209577750293421093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5209577750293421093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5209577750293421093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5209577750293421093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-october.html' title='Happy October!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SsfK9A4u7iI/AAAAAAAAAco/t3LPlBaPBqg/s72-c/ericasar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-3985108433384762393</id><published>2009-09-20T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T23:25:53.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Training/ Casey's Bridal Shower</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Training. I was only able to run 10 miles last week. On Wednesday, I slept on my neck wrong, went running thinking it was no big deal, then pinched a nerve. This cost me a day, and 6 miles, in my training. So, tomorrow, I gotta make up those miles. My neck is still not 100% better, but I'm hoping by morning, I'll be ok enough to run. We shall see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Last night. Casey's Bridal Shower. So, &lt;em&gt;so &lt;/em&gt;wonderful. I love this girl. And couldn't be any happier for her. Her smile brightens the entire room and she is just beyond beautiful. I can't believe one of my best friends is tying the knot. How fast time flies. Since high school, Casey and Andrew have been together. Even before they were a couple, I swear, they loved each other. Sure, they seemed happy in their previous relationships, but nothing even compared to such happiness as to when they were together. I still remember how elated Casey was to be with Andrew so many years ago. And seeing her last evening was like seeing her back then. I've never seen her so happy. I love you, Casey. The Wedding will be amazing, but the Marriage will be extraordinary.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-3985108433384762393?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3985108433384762393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=3985108433384762393' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3985108433384762393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3985108433384762393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/training-caseys-bridal-shower.html' title='Training/ Casey&apos;s Bridal Shower'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2771645898852446544</id><published>2009-09-15T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:49:19.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Miss My Little Chisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SrBEC5UUwpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WIfFBbJ6MjA/s1600-h/chi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381876371244237458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SrBEC5UUwpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WIfFBbJ6MjA/s320/chi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SrBAgIiCWyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/KgQgPJeGsRY/s1600-h/chisa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381872475497978658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SrBAgIiCWyI/AAAAAAAAAcU/KgQgPJeGsRY/s320/chisa1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SrBAf6pXtYI/AAAAAAAAAcM/fLbcsdWLk_E/s1600-h/chisarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381872471770641794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SrBAf6pXtYI/AAAAAAAAAcM/fLbcsdWLk_E/s320/chisarah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; I really do miss her.&lt;/span&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/138174225019308460-2771645898852446544?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2771645898852446544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2771645898852446544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2771645898852446544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2771645898852446544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-miss-my-little-chisa.html' title='I Miss My Little Chisa'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SrBEC5UUwpI/AAAAAAAAAcc/WIfFBbJ6MjA/s72-c/chi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7470474620890368569</id><published>2009-09-11T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:21:02.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SqrlkW9XFUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/PwYvgQI05z0/s1600-h/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380365117648475458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SqrlkW9XFUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/PwYvgQI05z0/s320/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; Nagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Isn't she adorable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Japan: August 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;   I spent my Labor Day evening with my BFF, Chelsea (whom I haven't seen in almost 2 years), her sister, Karly, and friends, Charlotte, Ryann, Jenna and Lisa (in addition to their significant others). In case you may not already know, I've known Char &amp;amp; Ry Girl since the 1st grade, and Jenna &amp;amp; Lisa since High School. I've known Chel and Kar practically since birth. So it was a fun, and much needed, reunion! I love you girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;   I found out on Tuesday (following Labor Day), that I officially got the job, once my background check was complete. Wednesday it successfully cleared! Phew! So, my first day will be September 28th. I am looking forward to starting something new.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;   I did something the other day that I'm not sure I should have done.....I signed up for the P.F. Changs Rock 'n' Roll Marathon, scheduled for January 17th, 2010. This will be my first marathon. I've run two half-marathons in previous years, but never a full. I figure that since 2 halves equal a whole, I've practically run a full marathon already. However, I'd be lying if I said that I wasn't worried about this excursion. Quite the contrary. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;   My official marathon training begins next week. If you don't hear from me soon, it may be because I am suffering a slow and agonizing death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7470474620890368569?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7470474620890368569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7470474620890368569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7470474620890368569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7470474620890368569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor Day'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SqrlkW9XFUI/AAAAAAAAAcE/PwYvgQI05z0/s72-c/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-675625109283443217</id><published>2009-09-05T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T18:36:33.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Burned Retinas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ok. I had my annual eye appointment today. I am sad to report that I have damaged my retinas. My doctor described it as stretched out bubble gum. I blame the solar eclipse.....damn solar eclipse..... Please never, ever stare at one. It really does damage your little retinas. Poor retinas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don't know the &lt;em&gt;official&lt;/em&gt; news yet, but I do believe I got the job I was fighting for (I heard the good news through the grapevine). I received a phone call on Friday, but of course, missed it. So I have to call Human Resources back on Tuesday. If this is true, I will start working the last week in September. Good for me! Now I can support my unhealthy shopping/spending addiction......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's Saturday night- ASU Football!!! GO DEVILS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-675625109283443217?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/675625109283443217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=675625109283443217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/675625109283443217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/675625109283443217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/09/burned-retinas.html' title='Burned Retinas'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-989190816489599699</id><published>2009-08-31T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:59:22.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheeseburger, No Burger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SpyaHLw5utI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ux-2hBlNSoI/s1600-h/P6190317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376341503381191378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SpyaHLw5utI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ux-2hBlNSoI/s320/P6190317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Amsterdam 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Coffeeshop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Why can I order a cheeseburger, no burger, in Japan without any problems, but can't do so here? The other night, I went to McDonald's to make such an order, yet they succeeded in messing it up. I got home, opened up my cheese"burger"- &lt;em&gt;with&lt;/em&gt; a meat patty! I was so disappointed. I had to throw it out. I guess I'm misunderstood in America. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hayley Jean and I spent the evening together. I love that girl. We've known each other since high school and are the best of friends. Apparently, she doesn't support me in all of my choices. But I respect that. She loves me unconditionally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;DANCE PARTY!&lt;/span&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/138174225019308460-989190816489599699?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/989190816489599699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=989190816489599699' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/989190816489599699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/989190816489599699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/cheeseburger-no-burger.html' title='Cheeseburger, No Burger'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SpyaHLw5utI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ux-2hBlNSoI/s72-c/P6190317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6544555892021956593</id><published>2009-08-28T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T12:52:12.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you have Grey Goose? A question I no longer need to ask.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Spg0HIFKmHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tDZxuA35Mss/s1600-h/Cali+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375103452299565170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Spg0HIFKmHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tDZxuA35Mss/s320/Cali+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Cali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I just watched the Season 5 finale of Grey's Anatomy and cried like a baby. I think Cali thinks there is something seriously wrong with me. I've worried her... Oh goodness... I need to get myself together...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I had a phone interview the other day, which went swimmingly well. Now I have an on-sight interview scheduled for next week. I know this will be a competitive position to fight for, so we'll see how I do. I hate interviews.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm excited for this weekend! Although, technically, my weekend started last night....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6544555892021956593?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6544555892021956593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6544555892021956593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6544555892021956593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6544555892021956593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/do-you-have-grey-goose-question-i-no.html' title='Do you have Grey Goose? A question I no longer need to ask.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Spg0HIFKmHI/AAAAAAAAAb0/tDZxuA35Mss/s72-c/Cali+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7357371623508260531</id><published>2009-08-24T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T06:51:53.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Bust!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SpKZXz2y1bI/AAAAAAAAAbs/e3-EHcTyrew/s1600-h/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373525939742496178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SpKZXz2y1bI/AAAAAAAAAbs/e3-EHcTyrew/s320/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+318.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Shibuya Crossing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;World's Largest Intersection&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tokyo, Japan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Don't see District 9. I hated it. And the three people sitting next to me felt the same; they walked out about half-way through it. The funniest part was, after the movie, my sister was walking out of the theatre, with people all around, and shouted, "That movie was SO STUPID!" I thought it was hilarious! I agreed with her, but I don't think other people did. In fact, before seeing this movie, I heard good reviews about it. And maybe you've seen it and liked it. But it just wasn't my cup of tea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My sister, Lizzy, left late last night and it isn't the same without her here. I miss her already. She usually woke me up every morning- in very annoying ways-but I miss that. I just miss hanging out with her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Today is Monday and everyone is back at school/work. I'll be watching Grey's Anatomy and eating taco rice (I can make it now)! Not the same as King Taco, but still delicious! Ahhh, I miss Nicole. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I'm working on getting a job right now, but the director and I are currently playing phone tag. We'll see if that progresses.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7357371623508260531?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7357371623508260531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7357371623508260531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7357371623508260531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7357371623508260531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-bust.html' title='What a Bust!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SpKZXz2y1bI/AAAAAAAAAbs/e3-EHcTyrew/s72-c/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+318.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1281666261372808056</id><published>2009-08-23T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T12:46:36.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Cell Phone</title><content type='html'>Finally! This girl has a new cell phone and a new number! I feel connected to the world again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister leaves tonight for North Carolina. I don't know what it'll be like without her, considering she's been here since I have. I don't want her to leave. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the family is having lunch together (everyone except my Mom- she's working her usual Sunday hospital shift). Four Peaks! Then we're gonna see a movie! I haven't been to a movie theatre in over a year! This is exciting for me......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1281666261372808056?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1281666261372808056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1281666261372808056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1281666261372808056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1281666261372808056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-cell-phone.html' title='New Cell Phone'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4017046545735283879</id><published>2009-08-15T05:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T06:08:38.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't do that anymore, I no longer live in Japan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SoayUhiEkvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/wTh8u6QB19o/s1600-h/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370175671354299122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SoayUhiEkvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/wTh8u6QB19o/s320/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chi-Chi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So tonight, I drove down the wrong side of the road. It was a scary thing. I didn't even realize it til a car was coming straight at me! Then I thought, "Oooohhhh, ssshhhhhiitttt!!!" And I couldn't just drive to the other side of the road, due to a large median. So, I had to back the fuck up, from where I originally came from, and get myself together! I really hope I never do that again. I need to be a little bit smarter. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I'm still on Japan time. This past week, I've been going to bed around 8am and waking up around 4 or 5pm. It's really awful. No matter how hard I try, I can't re-adjust. Maybe I should change my watch back to Arizona time. I think that would be a good step. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Other than my reverse culture-shock, everything is going great! I have a comfortable bed to sleep in, a clothes dryer and a bath tub. However, a lot has changed since I've been gone. So I am trying to deal with that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I do miss Nicole and some of my students- like Chisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Change is a difficult thing for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4017046545735283879?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4017046545735283879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4017046545735283879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4017046545735283879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4017046545735283879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-do-that-anymore-i-no-longer-live.html' title='I can&apos;t do that anymore, I no longer live in Japan!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SoayUhiEkvI/AAAAAAAAAbY/wTh8u6QB19o/s72-c/Last+Days+Japan,+etc+027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6968167154044379055</id><published>2009-08-12T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T01:41:50.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If It Kills Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I love this dance. I love that Travis Wall choreographed it and that my favorite dancer, Jeanine Mason, is part of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bnfAx_Yn-HY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bnfAx_Yn-HY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6968167154044379055?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6968167154044379055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6968167154044379055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6968167154044379055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6968167154044379055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-it-kills-me.html' title='If It Kills Me'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4579177608029685964</id><published>2009-08-10T23:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:15:56.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm HOME!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SoEKtVmZtYI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_dYMF_jhodE/s1600-h/beachsar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368584004810945922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SoEKtVmZtYI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_dYMF_jhodE/s320/beachsar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SoEKs6lG4-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/K7YxcvEyJI8/s1600-h/rikkichochsar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368583997557760994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SoEKs6lG4-I/AAAAAAAAAbI/K7YxcvEyJI8/s320/rikkichochsar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I'll post more pics and updates later. As of now, my neck is still out from Saturday night. I pinched a nerve in my neck/back. I've been in bed these past two days. But it was so, so wonderful seeing my beautiful friends again! I have missed YOU ALL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4579177608029685964?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4579177608029685964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4579177608029685964' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4579177608029685964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4579177608029685964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-home.html' title='I&apos;m HOME!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SoEKtVmZtYI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/_dYMF_jhodE/s72-c/beachsar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4311508390586985874</id><published>2009-08-05T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:00:14.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tonight, I decided to go out by myself and explore the city a bit. Bad idea. Bad, bad idea. And of course, I felt confident enough to go out without bringing any maps/directions with me. Long story short, I had no clue how to return to the hostel and even forgot the name of the station I needed to go to. If there weren't 183 trains/subways, and if I weren't surrounded by Japanese speakers, the situation would have been easier. However, I was so clueless and really thought I would never make it back. Fortunately, this one Japanese man helped me out a whole, whole lot. He spoke English and could probably read how stressed and confused I was all over my face. I don't know what I would have done without that man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I just found out that I accidentally went to Shinagawa, when I meant to go to Shibuya. Then I mistook Asakusa (the station I needed to return to), for a name I made up called, Asakuchi. That was not a fun experience. However, my hostel friends thought it was funny. Not funny, friends. Not funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4311508390586985874?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4311508390586985874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4311508390586985874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4311508390586985874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4311508390586985874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/lost-in-tokyo.html' title='Lost in Tokyo'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-274955099199799175</id><published>2009-08-04T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T08:29:42.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk in Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I am drunk in Tokyo. I am with a twin of an old friend. I miss Nicole. She is in Okinawa. Life is weird. Is this all really happening? I really, really miss her. A lot.&lt;br /&gt;ps. I think I accidentally ate chicken today. Let's not talk about it. I also got lost for about an hour for a place that was only one minute away from where I was originally located. Let's not talk about that either.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-274955099199799175?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/274955099199799175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=274955099199799175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/274955099199799175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/274955099199799175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/08/drunk-in-tokyo.html' title='Drunk in Tokyo'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7612614426210723357</id><published>2009-07-31T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T18:30:40.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I NEED TO PACK!</title><content type='html'>I need to pack, but there are guys passed out on my floor, keeping me from doing so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7612614426210723357?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7612614426210723357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7612614426210723357' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7612614426210723357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7612614426210723357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-to-pack.html' title='I NEED TO PACK!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2981524001634605627</id><published>2009-07-26T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T10:27:38.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Very Best Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363048585674674066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1gRiZMz5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/soqo6loYoWo/s320/Retouched+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Azusa and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;This past Saturday was my last Saturday of work (my final day of work will be this Friday, July 31st). It was such a relief working, knowing that I no longer had to wake up early and teach for 10 hours again. The new teacher, Andy, came in on Friday night; so we started working together this weekend (he'll be taking over my schedule after I leave. So it's my responsibility to train him and teach him the ropes). All was great until I had to say goodbye to my favorite class (high school class) later in the afternoon. That was a difficult goodbye. Probably my hardest. Then again, Chisa (who I'll see later this week) will be another emotional goodbye. She is, without a doubt, my favorite little girl in the whole, wide world. I get teary-eyed just thinking about saying goodbye to her. I don't want to say goodbye to Chisa. Not to Chisa. I don't even know how or why I got so attached to her. It's just one of those things you can't explain. It is what it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;After I taught my high school girls' class (plus Kozo), I taught my final adult class, which is another one of my favorite classes. Oh, how I will miss them. They are so thoughtful, kind and generous. We all went out to dinner (including Nicole, Andy and Keisuke [who is our part-time teacher]) and said our final goodbyes. A few even came out afterwards to Nicole's apartment to pre-party before going to &lt;em&gt;Saicolo's. &lt;/em&gt;We had quite the group headed out for the night, including a couple new faces, and even more familiar faces at the club. I had such a great time. It was, without a doubt, my favorite night ever in Japan. A few highlights included one of my adult students, Tsucasa, trying to get me to stay in Japan by finding me a Japanese boyfriend; singing, dancing and fighting with Nicole (for many hours) at &lt;em&gt;American Idol&lt;/em&gt;; witnessing Ryan fall on his ass during his performance; then seeing Christian face plant during his performance (at one point he even fell and broke the flower vase on the table. He got in trouble. I'm surprised he didn't get kicked out. Then again, I'm surprised we all didn't get kicked out). I wish I had a video-camera to capture all of that craziness. I think a lot of fighting occurred throughout the night (ie. Nicole and Brian, Nicole and Ben, and Nicole and I...I see a trend...), but by 7am, everyone was too tired, drunk/hung-over to care. That was a good night/morning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;When I returned home, my alarm clock was going off. I don't usually get up at 7am, but apparently that's what time I like to go to bed. 5 hours later, the bruises showed up on my leg from the tambourine...they take a week to heal, then it happens all over again...Ooh, they are bad today...there are a bunch of black and blue bruises on my thigh...I blame Nicole...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;I am going to miss the crazy people I've met here. I've met some pretty incredible people who I don't plan on ever saying "goodbye" to. I hate goodbyes. I am terrible at them. So instead of goodbye, I have to say, "See you later," cause will. I will see everyone again. This won't be/can't be the last time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;So, that said, I will see you all again later. I love you. And thank you for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363048565093583442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1gQVuSSlI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/wf2PzMQJHP4/s320/008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Keisuke and Christian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363048583173240466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1gRZEz9pI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/zrdz8Nx1BUk/s320/015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Nicole, Grey and Ben&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363048575931025858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1gQ-GIicI/AAAAAAAAAaA/5awKEFj8gnk/s320/009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bob. I have a lot of respect for this guy. Then again, I have a lot of respect for all you Marines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363048576822846610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1gRBawpJI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Pbz0z8g6fqg/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; My student, Azusa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363050381537069538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1h6EgKSeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/QWk3LWjm7pg/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Christian, Ben and Nicole. Love Triangle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363050377636661026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1h51-OxyI/AAAAAAAAAa4/WDNZMjOrm5w/s320/031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Christian, right after he face planted and continued singing on the bar floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363050373368375266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1h5mEl5-I/AAAAAAAAAaw/DE-9xSmsWY0/s320/019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Bob and Bill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363050369908767522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1h5ZLweyI/AAAAAAAAAao/a2ImLIE_JUY/s320/016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Kaori and Yumi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363050361663389458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1h46d5_xI/AAAAAAAAAag/A6Jr1gkJNn4/s320/Retouched+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Brian, Kaori, Yumi, Stanley and Tsucasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2981524001634605627?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2981524001634605627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2981524001634605627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2981524001634605627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2981524001634605627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/very-best-weekend.html' title='The Very Best Weekend'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sm1gRiZMz5I/AAAAAAAAAaY/soqo6loYoWo/s72-c/Retouched+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5034885150655155687</id><published>2009-07-21T20:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T20:50:06.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Solar Eclipse of the Heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmaHssfzSiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mLmZm7hNHF0/s1600-h/Solar+Eclipse+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361121608359692834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmaHssfzSiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mLmZm7hNHF0/s320/Solar+Eclipse+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Last night, Nicole made somen for dinner (thank you, Nicole) and we stayed up past 2am watching &lt;em&gt;Grey's&lt;/em&gt; Season 2. Amazing. Now I am ready for Season 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After teaching my babies this morning, there was a Solar Eclipse. According to Wikipedia, this was the longest total solar eclipse of the 21st century, lasting 6 minutes, 39 seconds. The next one will occur on August 2, 2027. I didn't find out til afterwards that I wasn't supposed to look directly at the sun. But I did. Ok, seriously, when there is a solar eclipse in the sky, how can you &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; look directly at the sun??? Sure, it's possible, but unlikely. Anyway, I definitely damaged my eyes. I just pray that I don't wake up blind tomorrow morning. Right now, that is my biggest fear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5034885150655155687?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5034885150655155687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5034885150655155687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5034885150655155687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5034885150655155687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/solar-eclipse-of-heart.html' title='Solar Eclipse of the Heart'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmaHssfzSiI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mLmZm7hNHF0/s72-c/Solar+Eclipse+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1865719181239419158</id><published>2009-07-20T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:52:24.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;This weekend was super fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Saturday night: &lt;em&gt;Saicolo's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sunday: Festival &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sunday night: Kin Town &amp;amp; Taco Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Monday: Relaxation &amp;amp; Taco Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;ps. I &lt;em&gt;finally&lt;/em&gt; made a facebook album from Japan. These photos, and many others, can be found there. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360502304244151634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmRUcc4itVI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jIgZH7tz9zc/s320/woop!+025.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360505671689974562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmRXgdmMMyI/AAAAAAAAAZg/nvT88KrYq3c/s320/woop!+023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360505672910553362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmRXgiJMwRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/_scI4F-jDz4/s320/woop!+016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360502309053653506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmRUcuzN4gI/AAAAAAAAAZY/bLe4XR0XpBQ/s320/woop!+021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360502279561329042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmRUbA7suZI/AAAAAAAAAY4/3lz1SsPp_uY/s320/woop!+003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360502289728366258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmRUbmztZrI/AAAAAAAAAZA/GAO0_BJrQ9c/s320/woop!+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&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/138174225019308460-1865719181239419158?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1865719181239419158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1865719181239419158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1865719181239419158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1865719181239419158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-weekend.html' title='Fun Weekend'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SmRUcc4itVI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/jIgZH7tz9zc/s72-c/woop!+025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2571230298296344221</id><published>2009-07-16T20:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:14:09.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yesterday was long and tiresome. I taught for 3 hours on Base (mostly about hot dogs) and thoroughly enjoyed the guys' stories. One of the marines continues to tell me (every day) about his times at the &lt;em&gt;snack bar&lt;/em&gt; and the girls he meets. He's very open about his personal life. I can't help but laugh. Then there's the Captain. He likes to tell me time and time again that American food is poison. I try to argue this from some angles, but for the most part, he is right. Another marine tells me how much he loves meat (he only says this so much because he knows how much I hate it). These men love to pick my brain and argue with me (in a fun-natured way). I love it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I just spent a couple hours there this morning. I think one asked me out on a date this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yesterday afternoon, I taught my devil children. I even told one of my students that her eyes are empty and she has no soul. lol. Trust me. She is an awful little girl with a bad, bad mouth. I only say such awful things to her because she doesn't ever understand me anyway. So, with her, I tell her how I really feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last night was so GREAT! Nicole, Stephen and I went out to Kokusai Street and ate taco rice! Then, Stephen ditched us (he does that more often than not) to go to &lt;em&gt;American Idol. &lt;/em&gt;So then Nicole and I went to &lt;em&gt;Banter House&lt;/em&gt; for open mic night. Let me just say- it was AMAZING! Some really great singers and this one fantastic acapella group. I fell in love with this one Japanese guy named, Yusuke. Not only was he very cute and talented (great singer), but he could speak English! Nicole and I invited him out this weekend to &lt;em&gt;Saicolo's. &lt;/em&gt;We'll see if he shows up...oops...I think I invited a few marines this morning as well. It'll be a good time! This weekend may be one of my favorites! I cannot wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359270332068719106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sl_z-O4-6gI/AAAAAAAAAYw/UgsEq48eWns/s320/Okinawa+008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; Nicole's Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359270319838820530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sl_z9hVJeLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/V-SxPG_uPDg/s320/Okinawa+007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; My Love, Yusuke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359270315191296114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sl_z9QBF4HI/AAAAAAAAAYg/fc0PdjSgmhw/s320/Okinawa+009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Our friend, Kakoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359270307145976978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sl_z8yC8DJI/AAAAAAAAAYY/_8NMolPq7I4/s320/Okinawa+005.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Acapella Group: LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2571230298296344221?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2571230298296344221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2571230298296344221' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2571230298296344221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2571230298296344221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sl_z-O4-6gI/AAAAAAAAAYw/UgsEq48eWns/s72-c/Okinawa+008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5285467874035255866</id><published>2009-07-14T20:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T21:03:09.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oopsie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;....I just spilled coffee all over my lap-top and bed. Oopsie. I don't even know how that happened. It just happened. No more coffee around the computer or in bed. I'm banned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Yesterday morning I spent a couple of hours on Base teaching the Japanese Military men. They're a great group (of 13). I'm excited to work with them for the next couple of weeks. It mixes up my usual, routine schedule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;This afternoon I'll head back to the Base, then back to the school to teach my kids until 9pm. These days are full of teaching, teaching, teaching. At least my weekends are full of drinking, drinking, drinking...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Top 5 Loves&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. Grey Goose&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Grey's Anatomy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Taco Rice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Starbucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Chisa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5285467874035255866?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5285467874035255866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5285467874035255866' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5285467874035255866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5285467874035255866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/oopsie.html' title='Oopsie'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2936499200283028614</id><published>2009-07-13T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T21:41:38.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Taco Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Going out Friday night til 3am is never a good idea when you have to work 10 hours the following day. Gross. Somehow, we pushed through it. Then we all went out again Saturday night- dancing and drinking, then went to Kin Town Sunday and spent the day hung-over. The best part was eating taco rice from &lt;em&gt;King Taco&lt;/em&gt; and watching &lt;em&gt;Grey's Anatomy&lt;/em&gt;. Two of the best combinations. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today, I spent 4 hours getting my hair done. This is the happiest I've been with my hair in the last year! I almost started crying when my hair dresser told me she would never forget me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow morning I have to go to the Japanese Military Base and teach for a couple of hours. Yuck. In two weeks time, I'm putting in an extra 18 teaching hours. I'd rather spend that time sleeping or watching &lt;em&gt;Grey's&lt;/em&gt;. Too bad I don't have that choice. No, I'm not bitter ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Chris- Congratulations on Matthew James, aka MJ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Hayley- I owe you an over-due e-mail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Tony- You're beginning to sound like me with your drunken nights...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Beach- Update your blog please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;Nicole- Let me know when you're home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;PEACE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2936499200283028614?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2936499200283028614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2936499200283028614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2936499200283028614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2936499200283028614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-taco-rice.html' title='I Love Taco Rice'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-982445847668366983</id><published>2009-07-09T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T18:34:05.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirsty Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Last night was so funny. After work, Stephen, Nicole and I went to a bar right off of Kokusai Street called, &lt;em&gt;Banter House&lt;/em&gt;. It was open mic night, and this one Japanese guy was nonsense. He was shouting Japanese, almost falling over numerous times, and pounding the mic to his chest. No one could help but laugh. I was quite amused myself. I think Nicole fell in love with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;After that incredible performance, we went to &lt;em&gt;Rehab&lt;/em&gt; for one more drink. Well, one more drink for Nicole and I. Stephen decided to go out afterwards and stay out all night. He tends to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-982445847668366983?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/982445847668366983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=982445847668366983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/982445847668366983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/982445847668366983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/thirsty-thursday.html' title='Thirsty Thursday'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7672977218360197576</id><published>2009-07-07T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T19:42:30.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for the Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;If I didn't quit my job and if Nicole weren't just hired- we'd both get fired!!! The two of us teaching side by side = trouble. Last night was memorable singing, "M-I-C-K-E-Y  M-O-U-S-E," as loud as we could to and with our classes. I'm not sure if the students enjoyed it or just thought the two of us were crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;As teachers, however, we have to amuse ourselves in someway, otherwise we would really go crazy. It can be so frustrating teaching English to Japanese students. I'll never know exactly how much it is they understand. More often than not, they just look at us with blank stares and all we want is some kind of reaction from them. But we have to work really hard to get anything. It's like pulling teeth. That's why Nikki and I have turned to song and dance. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7672977218360197576?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7672977218360197576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7672977218360197576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7672977218360197576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7672977218360197576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/ready-for-weekend.html' title='Ready for the Weekend'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6724671161581226500</id><published>2009-07-06T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:27:41.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SlLMePCwcAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/WSPGWBmIhOw/s1600-h/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567726703177730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SlLMePCwcAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/WSPGWBmIhOw/s320/046.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567714432277618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SlLMdhVJXHI/AAAAAAAAAYI/chXPzxJBbpM/s320/023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567710771659394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SlLMdTsYwoI/AAAAAAAAAYA/LI0NI8Cc_xU/s320/012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567702570207922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SlLMc1JAirI/AAAAAAAAAX4/yjA6Ar3zbgc/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355567700401234994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SlLMctD4pDI/AAAAAAAAAXw/hrX6AdFIoWk/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6724671161581226500?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6724671161581226500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6724671161581226500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6724671161581226500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6724671161581226500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-pictures.html' title='Weekend Pictures'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SlLMePCwcAI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/WSPGWBmIhOw/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1545541748914599294</id><published>2009-07-06T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T09:29:35.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bahhhhhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Bahhhhhhhh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Great Weekend- why did it have to end so soon???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Back to work tomorrow. So much to do...so little time.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Nicole smells like dirty underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1545541748914599294?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1545541748914599294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1545541748914599294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1545541748914599294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1545541748914599294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/bahhhhhh.html' title='Bahhhhhh!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7221580224766832559</id><published>2009-07-03T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T20:42:05.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 More Hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;It's never the brightest idea to go out the night before working a 10 hour day. I am so tired and irritable. My poor kids- I'm not the nicest teacher today (I'm on break right now). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Looking forward to tonight- after 7pm the weekend has begun! We're all going out- Naha City! Party, party!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Chelsea Elizabeth. I love you. Quarter of a Century. Congratulations, Beautiful Girl. You are so amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7221580224766832559?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7221580224766832559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7221580224766832559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7221580224766832559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7221580224766832559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/6-more-hours.html' title='6 More Hours'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6770342284238567764</id><published>2009-07-02T20:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T20:31:18.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Meet in Tokyo</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I taught 3 extra classes this morning for one of the teachers who took vacation this week. I am so nice sometimes. ~ The kids were so adorable! So well behaved, smart, and cute, cute, cute!!! I'll have to tell Brian Sensei that he's a sensational teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nicole stole my futon last night. Now my apartment is naked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Can I really move myself out of here in less than a month? I have my doubts. Also, I am a little nervous about travelling to Tokyo by myself; which doesn't make any sense because I have travelled to numerous places all alone. So, why is Tokyo making me nervous? I think it's because I don't have anything planned or a place to stay. Way to go, Sarah. Way...to...go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyone wanna meet me in Tokyo???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6770342284238567764?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6770342284238567764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6770342284238567764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6770342284238567764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6770342284238567764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/lets-meet-in-tokyo.html' title='Let&apos;s Meet in Tokyo'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2567181529197057812</id><published>2009-07-02T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T06:50:02.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Working Over-Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In my last class tonight, one of my students played &lt;em&gt;Thriller &lt;/em&gt;on his cell phone. So instead of teaching, I was dancing to &lt;em&gt;Thriller. &lt;/em&gt;Then my boss walked in.....end of story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My last two weeks here, I will be working over-time to help pay for my outrageous bills next month (I have a $200 cell phone bill and a $200 Internet bill for ending the contracts early. Also, I have to pay double my rent/utilities to cover the previous month, as well as the month I'm leaving). I just hope I can survive.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;PARTY AUGUST 8TH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2567181529197057812?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2567181529197057812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2567181529197057812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2567181529197057812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2567181529197057812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/working-over-time.html' title='Working Over-Time'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2331543804787650487</id><published>2009-07-01T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T06:02:39.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I really enjoyed one of my students singing &lt;em&gt;High School Musical&lt;/em&gt; songs to me today. We bonded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;~I am so tired from all of this stress. Japan is exhausting. And the language barrier has been beyond challenging; lots of tears and stress over that alone. I just can't wait to be home. That is all I want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2331543804787650487?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2331543804787650487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2331543804787650487' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2331543804787650487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2331543804787650487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/07/bed-time.html' title='Bed Time'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4818304285537443098</id><published>2009-06-29T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T07:24:36.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>37 Days= Arizona!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am getting excited! But I am also becomming a little sad. I am truly going to miss so many people here. I've met friends for life in Japan. Although I went through so, so many awful days here (like today), the great days made up for them. Maybe when I return to America, I won't drink so much. I'm so eager for the near future. It's so close- I can almost taste it! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm returning on August 6th- My parent's Wedding Anniversary! Wow. I cannot wait to see so many special people. I HAVE MISSED YOU!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Please come to my Welcome Home Party on August 8th, hosted by Hayley Jean. If you are interested, please contact her or myself for further details. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ps. I cried over 3 times today. First time, after I cancelled my gym membership. 2nd time, after I lost my Internet. And 3rd time, after I cancelled my cell phone. That one blind-sighted me. I didn't know I had to cancel that today. But I did. And it's gone. July may not be much fun.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4818304285537443098?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4818304285537443098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4818304285537443098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4818304285537443098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4818304285537443098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/37-days-arizona.html' title='37 Days= Arizona!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8149563351413862471</id><published>2009-06-28T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T23:59:07.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kin Town</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;I have returned to Naha City! I spent the weekend in Kin Town with my new friend and co-worker, Nikki, and her boyfriend, Ben. We spent Saturday night out at a few bars, where Nikki danced with an old, Japanese man to Michael Jackson's, &lt;em&gt;Thriller.&lt;/em&gt; He's gonna die a happy man- guaranteed. We also had dinner at the most amazing restaurant I have ever experienced in my entire life. It was enormous, filled with hundreds of wood carvings, bonsai trees, cave-like rooms, various inside and outside rooms and a number of floors. It was insane; quite remarkable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352639083393871074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Skhk4wiQbOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/DcKFsMg7oc8/s320/004.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Nikki dancing to &lt;em&gt;Thriller&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;We then spent Sunday at the beach with a few of Ben's friends and kiddies. The ocean was perfect for swimming and the weather was ideal. I burned a little, but I'm not surprised. I always manage to miss areas when it comes to applying my sunblock. Never fails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352639095195544658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Skhk5cf_rFI/AAAAAAAAAXo/MXfVrze4Fdo/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Sunday night I was introduced to &lt;em&gt;Grey's Anatomy. &lt;/em&gt;I have never seen this show in my life until last night and I'm already beginning to get hooked. We started with Season 1, Episode 1. I can't remember how many we watched, but I wanna watch more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;So now it's Monday at 11:45am. Nikki and I just returned from a 2 and 1/2 hour bus ride from Kin Town. The bus ride was a little longer than we had anticipated. But we made it. Now, she's upstairs, getting herself all settled in in her new apartment (she just moved out of her hotel, where she was staying for a week). She'll be here soon- then we're going shopping. And I need Starbucks. Badly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;ps. I am losing my Internet at midnight tonight :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;Tony, can you still record, &lt;em&gt;So You Think You Can Dance,&lt;/em&gt; for me? That would be SO amazing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8149563351413862471?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8149563351413862471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8149563351413862471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8149563351413862471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8149563351413862471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/kin-town.html' title='Kin Town'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Skhk4wiQbOI/AAAAAAAAAXg/DcKFsMg7oc8/s72-c/004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1422230773825690588</id><published>2009-06-25T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T19:44:03.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing Michael Jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I love Thirsty Thursdays, but then it's always so difficult waking up on Freaky Friday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I just had a dream last night/this morning that I returned to the States, forgetting practically everything here! I was in such a hurry to go home, I simply forgot to pack my favorite things like my Christmas bedsheets, my purses/bags, and all of my jewelry. I hadn't even received my paycheck! My most recent dreams have been so real and vivid. When I wake up, I slowly come back to reality. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I am in shock that Michael Jackson just died hours ago. Really? Wow, that's a tragedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I bet America is absolutely devastated. I know I am. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1422230773825690588?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1422230773825690588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1422230773825690588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1422230773825690588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1422230773825690588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-michael-jackson.html' title='Missing Michael Jackson'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8725554717109908100</id><published>2009-06-24T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T07:56:24.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Points</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Just polished off the rest of my wine- Jacob's Creek. Delicious. Sooooo- this post will be filled with random things about my day.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number one: My Moe kissed me on the lips today after class. Wish I had a picture of that. She is SO, SO ADORABLE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number two: Chisa agreed to go back to the States with me! She said YES!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number three: The new teacher, Nikki, and I have so much in common, it's quite scary. We are currently reading the same book, we love Chelsea Handler, and our personalities match like you wouldn't believe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number four: I either have 14 new bug bites on my right thigh, or I am breaking out into some sort of awful rash. But from what??? I don't eat any weird Japanese food- like octopus or pig face- so what is going on??? Also, I have another eye infection, as of this morning...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Number five: I stayed up til 4am last night and should be asleep right now. But I have chosen to drink instead.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow is Thirsty Thursday! It'll be an exciting night...to say the least...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8725554717109908100?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8725554717109908100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8725554717109908100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8725554717109908100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8725554717109908100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/5-points.html' title='5 Points'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-3302244186458085059</id><published>2009-06-23T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:56:56.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Weeks = America</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I went out last night with the guys. It was a good night filled with vodka and memories...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;I love the new girl!!! She just came over to my apartment, along with Joshua and Stephen, and we talked forever. But, really, I am so happy she is here. I have a new American girlfriend who I can share my secrets with...finally. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Believe it or not, I am gonna miss this place- more than I even realize. So, I will enjoy the rest of my time here thoroughly. No doubt. Even though I am losing Internet soon, I will do my best to blog every now and then. If there's a will, there's a way. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Much Love. Sarah xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-3302244186458085059?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3302244186458085059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=3302244186458085059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3302244186458085059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3302244186458085059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/6-weeks-america.html' title='6 Weeks = America'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4254599061819841584</id><published>2009-06-21T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T08:53:41.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return Home: August 6th!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just bought my plane ticket from Tokyo to the U.S.! I will be leaving and returning on August 6th (I love that I gain the 16 hours back that I lost when I first arrived here). It'll be the longest and happiest day of my life! :-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am also happy to report that I am not intoxicated this evening. When I woke up this morning with a tattoo on my arm that read "xxx rated" and a heart around it, I thought, "Ok, time to lay off the hard alcohol for a while." Don't worry, not a real tat. Just something the bartender thought was funny and decided to use my skin as his canvas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So tired today. Besides purchasing my plane ticket and laundry, I got absolutely nothing done today. And there's a lot that needs to be done. I choose procrastination.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4254599061819841584?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4254599061819841584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4254599061819841584' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4254599061819841584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4254599061819841584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/return-home-august-6th.html' title='Return Home: August 6th!!!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-510171342456625007</id><published>2009-06-20T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T11:03:26.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Congratulations Ry and Kavitz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just returned from going out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Brother, Ryan, and Kavita are getting married at this very moment. SUCKS that I am in Japan right now. Then again, I am drunk, so I have become numb to any pain at this point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Me=Drunk. What's new???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Peace Out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-510171342456625007?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/510171342456625007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=510171342456625007' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/510171342456625007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/510171342456625007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/congratulations-ry-and-kavitz.html' title='Congratulations Ry and Kavitz!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4403649631120933996</id><published>2009-06-19T07:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T08:41:38.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight: Wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am obsessed with "So You Think You Can Dance." What will I do without it for 6 weeks???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I am so happy tomorrow is Saturday and the weekend will arrive at 7pm tomorrow evening. We have a new teacher starting tomorrow morning. I wonder what she'll be like. I know absolutely nothing about her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Today was a good day, but also tiring. I taught my little munchkins and my junior high school students. If I thought today was long- tomorrow is double the work load. I'll need extra-strong coffee in the morning...perhaps I'll wake up early and make a run to Starbucks. Or maybe not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;There's a large gecko living in my apartment. When I first saw it today, it scared the shit out of me cause I thought it was a cockroach. But it was a gecko. I like geckos. I hope it eats all the mosquitoes and nasty-ass cockroaches residing in my apartment. My place is infested. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ps. Today is my 10 month anniversary since arriving in Japan. I can't believe I've been here now for 10 months. Weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4403649631120933996?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4403649631120933996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4403649631120933996' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4403649631120933996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4403649631120933996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/tonight-wine.html' title='Tonight: Wine'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2533138165054042918</id><published>2009-06-18T07:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T07:28:31.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Correction: June 30th</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sorry. I just found out today, I am losing my Internet June 30th, not the 25th. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I've been drinking Vodka this evening. Now I am eating dinner. Thursdays are awful here. And I cannot wait until Rainy Season is over. I also cannot wait to return to America to see my favorite faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love you, friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sarah Lee***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2533138165054042918?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2533138165054042918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2533138165054042918' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2533138165054042918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2533138165054042918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/correction-june-30th.html' title='Correction: June 30th'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-280984891133837273</id><published>2009-06-17T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:45:36.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Losing Internet June 25th</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It's official. I am losing my Internet and connection to the World in 8 days. Blows Big Time. So this means no more blogging, no more "So You Think You Can Dance," and no more conversing with my American friends/family for over a month. Ridiculous. Japan is just ridiculous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;July is going to SUCK. I wonder if there's free Interent at Starbucks...hmmm....doubt it. Nothing is free in this country. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today I loved my precious 3-5 year olds (especially Chisa). However, some annoyed me. The others are just so darn cute, it's almost unbearable. I wish some were my own. And that's the truth. I'm thinking about kidnapping Chisa. I heard that the Japanese government doesn't do anything about kidnapped children. They just turn their heads. So- here's my chance! I may bring home an adorable 5-year-old Japanese girl. And when you see her, you'll understand why I had to do it. ;-)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-280984891133837273?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/280984891133837273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=280984891133837273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/280984891133837273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/280984891133837273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/losing-internet-june-25th.html' title='Losing Internet June 25th'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2149940102718942131</id><published>2009-06-16T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:57:04.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am stressing out about getting a flight back to the States, not having Internet or a phone next month, and trying to get everything done before the time I leave Okinawa. I just don't know. I have a ticket to Tokyo, but no ticket to the States. Great, Sarah. Just great. I'm leaving this Island in 7 weeks (exactly)- and couldn't be happier- but how am I gonna make this work?&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;It's been raining like crazy this past week. I shouldn't have ever written in one of my previous posts that rainy season seemed nonexistent. Now it's here and it blows. Today was the "grayest" day I have ever experienced in my life. Talk about depressing. However, despite the weather, it was a good day, with good classes and fabulous students. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Would you believe that I went to bed last night at 7:30pm? It was incredible. Tonight will be a late night. Too much spinning in my head this evening- and not because of the Grey Goose...or is it??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Ok, Goodnight. I love you, America. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;P.S. ~ Can you name the movie this quote is from (just watched this for the 1st time today): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;...Also a &lt;em&gt;Panic! At The Disco&lt;/em&gt; song, but they stole the line from a 2004 movie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2149940102718942131?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2149940102718942131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2149940102718942131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2149940102718942131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2149940102718942131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/stressed-out.html' title='Stressed Out'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8634681536510963762</id><published>2009-06-14T04:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T04:43:56.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bed Bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Today I washed all of my bedsheets, took my comforter to the dry-cleaners, and inspected and turned over my mattress. Cathy has instilled a fear of bed bugs living in my bed. She has been going through a very difficult time right now with her own bed bugs, so my heart goes out to her. However, I wouldn't doubt if I had them, too. I am growing tired of waking up with new bug bites every morning. So hopefully, I no longer have to suffer itchy, scratchy bites on my fingers, arms, toes and legs. Enough is enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I heart SYTYCD. Besides Grey Goose, it's my #1 Love in Japan. I don't think I'll have Internet next month, so I am sure gonna miss this show (along with everything else online). July may be the worst and slowest month ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hot. I enjoyed this top 20 piece. Choreographed by Shane Sparks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TlqFpePRoyI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TlqFpePRoyI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8634681536510963762?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8634681536510963762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8634681536510963762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8634681536510963762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8634681536510963762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/bed-bugs.html' title='Bed Bugs'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4272026399052649057</id><published>2009-06-13T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T05:00:18.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love to Sleep; Who Knew?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wow. Working yesterday and today was beyond exhausting. It's 63% my fault for staying up until 7am Friday morning (after going out drinking Thursday night), then getting a solid 4 hours of sleep before going into work. So, for two days, I have yet to catch up on those 4 hours I missed out on and desperately need. I've been trying not to fall asleep during my classes. Seriously, I had a difficult time keeping my eyes open these past 2 days. I took partial naps during my breaks, but didn't want to fall completely asleep for fear of not waking up in time for my next class. Let's just say I'm relieved to catch up on sleep this weekend. I'm not even going out tonight (and it's Saturday night) because I feel so sleep-deprived. Tonight's going to be an early night for me and I love this idea.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Since when do I need at least 8 hours of sleep? In high school and college I hardly ever slept and was completely functional. I used to think I suffered from insomnia. Well, not anymore. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If it's not one problem, it's another...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4272026399052649057?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4272026399052649057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4272026399052649057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4272026399052649057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4272026399052649057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-to-sleep-who-knew.html' title='I Love to Sleep; Who Knew?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6386317059150162065</id><published>2009-06-11T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T11:42:14.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh No</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;I drank too much and cannot write an appropriate post right now. Sorry. I blame two people- Hernando and Joshua. Bad influences. Sucks that I have to work tomorrow. I'd rather spend the day hung-over and in bed. Thanks to H and J, you'll hear from me tomorrow....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6386317059150162065?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6386317059150162065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6386317059150162065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6386317059150162065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6386317059150162065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-no.html' title='Oh No'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6479337687619312285</id><published>2009-06-10T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T05:59:51.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yAY pAY dAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;I heart pay day. The only thing that devastated me today was that I may not have internet next month. I don't know if I could go an entire month without it (then again, when I first arrived in Japan, I went 5 months without internet. I have no freakin' clue how I did that). But now that I have it, I never want to let it go....seriously, what am I going to do? However, I'm going to try and negotiate to do whatever I can to have internet for the month of July. Fingers crossed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;SO hot today! Well, actually, at this very moment, it's only 79 degrees; however, the humidity is at 92%. Humidity s-u-c-k-s!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Today was long with the kiddies. Some of them are hopeless. I've tried so hard for so long. If they don't get it by now, there's nothing more I can do. I'm throwing in the towel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;It's time for Tsutaya (video store) and dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Love You. xxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;omg- I still love Chisa forever. I'm gonna miss her the most!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6479337687619312285?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6479337687619312285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6479337687619312285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6479337687619312285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6479337687619312285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/yay-pay-day.html' title='yAY pAY dAY!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2970907652412304914</id><published>2009-06-09T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T05:52:47.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>52 Days! Wooo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today was a happy day. I compromised with my boss and have decided that August 1st will be my last day! I can handle that! Also, I won't have a roommate in a couple of weeks (as originally planned) because she doesn't want to live with anyone. Hmmm-she sounds friendly. But actually, I'm relieved because I don't have to stress about cleaning like a mad woman before she arrives. So I have more time to relax...and ride the wave :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I can't sleep on the left side of my body due to the coral scratches and bruising. It feels like something ran over me. It's terribly sore. I wish I didn't love sleeping on my left side. Then there would be no problem. But this is a problem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ok, now I need to gather my laundry from outside and get ice and dinner next door (at &lt;em&gt;San-A&lt;/em&gt;). I am so tired, I don't feel like cooking. But I'm going to anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The countdown has officially begun! See you all soon in the United States of America! This girl cannot wait!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2970907652412304914?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2970907652412304914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2970907652412304914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2970907652412304914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2970907652412304914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/52-days-wooo.html' title='52 Days! Wooo!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4339496021712896932</id><published>2009-06-08T05:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T06:19:41.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch SYTYCD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;My coral accident from yesterday has now begun the bruising process. My whole body hurts today. But I talked to my Mama this morning, so that made all the pain go away ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Have you ever missed someone so much you just cry? It's actually becoming more difficult to talk to my family over the phone because I spend a lot of the time crying. I don't mean crying in the dramatic sense, but in a more subtle way. In fact, I'm not sure whether or not they can even pick up on it. But tears definitely run down my face; and not because I'm sad or depressed, but simply because I miss them so, so much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;On a brighter note, watch &lt;em&gt;So You Think You Can Dance&lt;/em&gt;! I finally found a website so that I can watch it! I'm extremely disappointed with some of the dancers they let go of; however, I'm really excited for this season! Vote for Ade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was performed at a JUMP Competition some time ago. Performed by Kaitlyn Conley (love this girl) and Ade Obayomi (now on Season 5 of SYTYCD). Choreographed by Natasha Louis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cgMcAhzjSu8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cgMcAhzjSu8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4339496021712896932?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4339496021712896932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4339496021712896932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4339496021712896932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4339496021712896932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/watch-sytycd.html' title='Watch SYTYCD!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2707754277574091071</id><published>2009-06-07T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T06:45:12.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GREY GOOSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344542964742415362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 83px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SiuhgoRI5AI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1PnlHqMAgp8/s320/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I went snorkeling today! I kind of re-injured my previously broken foot when I was going down some rocks. Ummm...how come the doctor said it would fully heal in one month (from my Christmas accident)? That should have been about 5 months ago. Goes to show how much he knows. I think my foot's messed up for life. Sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;So, I was most afraid of sea snakes and dangerous sea creatures today in the ocean. However, I was hurt by none of these, but instead, by the coral. I got scraped up on my hand, arm and outer thigh pretty badly. In fact, it still burns. It bled a little- but it hurts more than what shows. I hope coral pieces didn't crawl into my skin, causing serious infection later. Why am I so prone to injuries?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;After our sea adventure- guess what I finally got? YES! GREY GOOSE! I am so happy. Grey Goose just makes everything better. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I went to Kokusai Street earlier today to get some shopping done for others (not myself), but I did not get that accomplished. Instead, I bought myself jewelry. Selfish, huh? My Aunt Marilyn used to call me her, "jewelry girl," when I was about 9 years old (I still remember that). Anyhow, I think I live up to that name. I heart jewelry- and whenever I buy any, I think of my Aunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Despite my injuries, today was a good day in Japan.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344542970709011490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Siuhg-fr7CI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/9f1NDGLbyRo/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2707754277574091071?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2707754277574091071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2707754277574091071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2707754277574091071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2707754277574091071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/grey-goose.html' title='GREY GOOSE'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SiuhgoRI5AI/AAAAAAAAAWI/1PnlHqMAgp8/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8691897942427980914</id><published>2009-06-06T08:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T08:53:52.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Weekend is Here!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I really hate teaching 8 classes in a single day. Too much for me. But I do enjoy my high school girls' advanced class. We just talked about dating today. I found out that one of my students is sort of "dating" someone in Egypt (he's half Egyptian/ half Japanese). How crazy is that?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I am so proud of three of my girls- they are all going to America in August to study abroad! They're all going to different states- on their own! I'd like to think I had something to with their brave/gung-ho decisions, but probably not. But, really, I'd still like to think so... :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I'm so happy the weekend is here! Beach time! Except this weekend, I will try my hardest not to burn. But I can't make any promises. I've never experienced such strong sunlight in my life. ~ And I'm not sure whatever happened to the rainy season? It's hardly rained at all! Not that I am complaining- please- I love the sun. And I appreciate that this rainy season is practically non-existent! Watch...now that I just said that, it'll start raining nonstop...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8691897942427980914?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8691897942427980914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8691897942427980914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8691897942427980914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8691897942427980914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/weekend-is-here.html' title='The Weekend is Here!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1770464401357027928</id><published>2009-06-05T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:24:16.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know What To Do- Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hmmm...Boss Man wants me to stay in Japan until August 8th. He found a replacement for me who could be here the first week of August (then I'd spend the week training the newbie). I don't know whether or not I should agree to do this or not? What do you think? Of course I want to leave more than anything (sooner than later); however, I do want to leave on a good note in a positive, professional way. Please let me know any of your thoughts on the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;After my last class tonight, one of my students came up to me and said, "Miss Sarah, you seem sad. Are you ok?" I had no idea I seemed sad during class. I do my best to keep my personal life personal. However, I suppose if it's all I can think about (wanting to go home), I'm fairly easy to read. I'm not a good actress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1770464401357027928?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1770464401357027928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1770464401357027928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1770464401357027928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1770464401357027928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-know-what-to-do-help.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know What To Do- Help!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6146630789494150763</id><published>2009-06-03T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:53:15.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in Japan Forever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;So, I may not be leaving Japan Land as early as I had hoped...I may be stuck here forever. It all depends on whether or not "boss man" can find the "right" replacement. I just found this all out tonight. What unfortunate news. Grrrr! I was gonna look for plane tickets this week, but now I have to wait. Such a bummer to have something to look forward to, then all of a sudden, have that taken away from you. This was the one good thing I had going for me; now I have nothing. Well, except vodka. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;I just want to go home. Sooner than later. Will someone come and get me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6146630789494150763?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6146630789494150763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6146630789494150763' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6146630789494150763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6146630789494150763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/stuck-in-japan-forever.html' title='Stuck in Japan Forever'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8233120149439138892</id><published>2009-06-02T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T07:34:15.592-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodnight</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Whoever said that, "cockroaches are more scared of you than you are of them," is a liar. So not true. Reason #1) They don't scream as loud as I do (even during an English lesson) and #2) They chase after me as I'm trying to run away from them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I currently have in my possession a bottle of roach killer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;and 3 bottles of hairspray- watch out you gross cockroaches. Steer clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;You're on my bad side.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I really love that one of my high school students is in love with her 30-40 year old math/archery teacher. Good for her! Didn't we all have a crush on at least one of our school teachers? If you just answered no, you are a liar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Goodnight from Japan Land. Sweet Dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8233120149439138892?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8233120149439138892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8233120149439138892' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8233120149439138892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8233120149439138892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/goodnight.html' title='Goodnight'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6048315244071623453</id><published>2009-06-01T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T05:26:25.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a Lobster</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...went to the beach today and b-u-r-n-e-d. Little did I know that my sunblock needed to be reapplied every 80 minutes. Oopsies. I thought it was good for 12 hours. My bad. And this may hurt worse tomorrow than it does now (my legs burnt the most. I didn't even know my legs could burn)! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Damn Okinawan sun- so strong over here. Sometimes I simply forget that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6048315244071623453?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6048315244071623453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6048315244071623453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6048315244071623453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6048315244071623453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-lobster.html' title='I am a Lobster'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6034757159538186571</id><published>2009-05-30T18:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:35:08.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelsea Belleface</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SiHeuIHADcI/AAAAAAAAAWA/d-HWKbVeloU/s1600-h/2007-2008+544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341795517070314946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SiHeuIHADcI/AAAAAAAAAWA/d-HWKbVeloU/s200/2007-2008+544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I would just like to dedicate this post to my best friend, Chelsea Elizabeth, whom I've known, loved, and appreciated since pre-school. I love this girl so much. She's always been there for me. Even though we've spent years, and been worlds, apart- she has never, ever escaped from my dearest thoughts and prayers. My favorite memories include her. Sometimes while I'm teaching my little ones, it takes me back to the time I was that age and remember pieces of my younger childhood with my dearest friend, Chelly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I remember the first day I met her and we fought over who's house we wanted to play at; I remember dancing together to the song, "I'm Gonna Be (500 Miles)," by the Proclaimers; I remember her Dad singing to us on that way to the school bus, "We're going to the school...we're gonna have some fun....;" I remember she was the first person I went driving with immediately after I got my drivers' license (we went to Jack-in-the-Crack); we got our tongues pierced together on my 19th Birthday; and of course- I could never forget when we watched, "Thriller," by Michael Jackson over and over again (when we were about 5 years old)- and hide behind the couch because we were so scared, yet we loved it! Anyway, the memories are endless. I just want you to know, Chel, that you are so dearly loved, missed, cherished and admired. Forever my Sister. Thank you for your 22 years of friendship. I am so lucky and fortunate to have you as my best friend. Bless your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6034757159538186571?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6034757159538186571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6034757159538186571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6034757159538186571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6034757159538186571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/chelsea-belleface.html' title='Chelsea Belleface'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SiHeuIHADcI/AAAAAAAAAWA/d-HWKbVeloU/s72-c/2007-2008+544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5585297202067217413</id><published>2009-05-30T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T16:11:13.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I just found out last night that my Japanese Sister is engaged! I am so, so happy for her! Too bad that'll be another Wedding I won't be able to attend...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Last night was &lt;em&gt;Commune&lt;/em&gt;'s 3rd Anniversary party- so all drinks were 300 yen ($3). I saved a lot of yen last night.  :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Work was great yesterday- I just can't wait to have Saturdays off again. I wonder what that's like? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I can't believe today is the last day of May. Time has never flown by so fast in all of my life; but I'm not complaining.   ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy Sunday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5585297202067217413?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5585297202067217413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5585297202067217413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5585297202067217413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5585297202067217413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-sunday.html' title='Happy Sunday'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1665573454598079364</id><published>2009-05-29T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T07:11:55.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Origami</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I learned how to make a turtle out of Origami today (probably my first and last time). Little Yu-ho wore the turtle she made in her hair- sooooooooo adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I taught a new class this evening- phew, that was challenging! I wasn't expecting that to be as difficult as it was. You know you're in trouble (as a teacher), when students can't even answer the question, "How are you?" My 3 year old students can answer that question- and more. So I am a little confused as to why 9th graders don't have a clue? Were they sleeping during their English lessons at school?......Apparently so........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;I'm looking forward to the weekend- you can find me at the beach.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1665573454598079364?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1665573454598079364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1665573454598079364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1665573454598079364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1665573454598079364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/origami.html' title='Origami'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8616726175974070666</id><published>2009-05-28T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T08:20:22.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate Thursdays, But....</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;....I love drinking afterwards!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Only have to get through two more working days- then I have a very busy weekend ahead of me. So many things on my "to do" list. I bet I can get it all done, though. It's just a matter of motivation- that is the key to success. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Things have finally started looking up. I am very happy, and very excited, for the near future. I am looking forward to the next chapter in my life. Ready to leave Okinawa- onto bigger and better things! :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Much Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sarah lee Marie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8616726175974070666?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8616726175974070666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8616726175974070666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8616726175974070666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8616726175974070666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-hate-thursdays-but.html' title='I Hate Thursdays, But....'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8909540470654997368</id><published>2009-05-27T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T06:43:34.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Chisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sh1DSHyaF3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/mq_MGaQ-RHg/s1600-h/2007-2008+782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340498711738455922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sh1DSHyaF3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/mq_MGaQ-RHg/s320/2007-2008+782.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; Chisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ok, so there are some students I absolutely adore and will miss forever. To name a few: Chisa, Moe and Aine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One short conversation with Chisa today went something like this:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Sarah: "Chisa! My Mommy says, 'Hello,' to you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chisa: "Hello, Miss Sarah!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Miss Sarah: "No, no, Chisa- My &lt;em&gt;Mommy&lt;/em&gt; says, 'Hello,' to you."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chisa: "Hello, Miss Sarah!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then I gave up....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She is just so freakin' cute. I do love her. And I'll never forget that little girl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8909540470654997368?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8909540470654997368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8909540470654997368' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8909540470654997368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8909540470654997368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-love-chisa.html' title='I Love Chisa'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sh1DSHyaF3I/AAAAAAAAAV4/mq_MGaQ-RHg/s72-c/2007-2008+782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4027963425752054807</id><published>2009-05-26T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T09:11:11.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It was a long day today with my private lesson, babysitting duty and regular classes. I hardly had enough time to prep my lessons for the day. In fact, I'm quite worried about getting all of my lessons prepped for the week. But let me tell you this....during babysitting time, Ryosuke just cried for the last 15 minutes and there was nothing I could do to help him. I tried. But he just wanted his Mama. Why am I babysitting here when I should be teaching English lessons? I didn't sign up to babysit. Not here. Not in Japan. Thank you much.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm happy to say that I will be returning home before my contract is up! This is very exciting news! I don't know any exact dates yet, but my last scheduled work day is July 25th (if all goes according to plan). So, we shall see....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The brother is officially married (in court on Friday). Just wish he would talk to me about this. That's my only wish...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4027963425752054807?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4027963425752054807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4027963425752054807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4027963425752054807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4027963425752054807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-raining.html' title='It&apos;s Raining'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8589010331014721</id><published>2009-05-25T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T05:46:01.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vitamin D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShqSEErpiBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uRhaRZ81ZJQ/s1600-h/002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339740906875095058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShqSEErpiBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uRhaRZ81ZJQ/s320/002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Today in a nutshell: Gym, Beach, Outlet Mall, &lt;em&gt;Smuggler's&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I finally got my share of Vitamin D. Maybe a little too much- slightly burnt in some spots. Regardless, it was a beautiful day. Now I am exhausted from the sun (the sun makes me so tired). So, I may get to bed at a decent hour. Maybe. Life is still bothersome; trying to deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339739566218977298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShqQ2CWUoBI/AAAAAAAAAVg/r_tDo4SwzCc/s320/003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt; Joshua's Sand Art: Spongebob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/138174225019308460-8589010331014721?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8589010331014721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8589010331014721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8589010331014721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8589010331014721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/vitamin-d.html' title='Vitamin D'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShqSEErpiBI/AAAAAAAAAVw/uRhaRZ81ZJQ/s72-c/002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-3643842864423299631</id><published>2009-05-23T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T15:42:23.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Days Don't Get Better</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Shh6JsdYGOI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9mSOkpiAiwM/s1600-h/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339151665219508450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Shh6JsdYGOI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9mSOkpiAiwM/s320/005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So I just found out yesterday that I'm gonna have a roommate next month for about a week (she's replacing another teacher in June). I'm so jealous that she's not replacing me. Josh, I envy you! ~ This means, I have some major cleaning to get done. Hope she doesn't mind cockroaches. Cause there's nothing I can do about those sick creatures. She's coming June 19th, which I find extremely ironic; I wish I could &lt;em&gt;leave&lt;/em&gt; June 19th (Ryan's getting married June 20th, in case you didn't already know). Only in a perfect world would I be there and this all wouldn't be happening the way that it is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I gave my 2 months notice, via e-mail, just a couple of hours ago. So I'll let you know how that all turns out. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have 7 mosquito bites on my feet- wtf? They're big, nasty bites. And they itch like there's no tomorrow. Leave me alone, mosquitoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Last night at &lt;em&gt;Commune&lt;/em&gt;, Stephen and the bartender saved my life. There was a cockroach ready to attack me (thank God I didn't even see it, but they did). It was on the wall, near my head. Had I seen it, I would have screamed like a baby girl and ran clear outta there! But Stephen did a great job keeping my eyeballs away from it's view; and the bartender intercepted, came to the rescue and killed that disgusting, 6-legged monster. Incredible. There are far too many cockroaches and mosquitoes around here. I don't appreciate their presence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I'm packing up boxes this weekend and mailing them home. I have a lot of stuff, especially shoes. I'm happy it's the weekend. I need to find me some Grey Goose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-3643842864423299631?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3643842864423299631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=3643842864423299631' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3643842864423299631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3643842864423299631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/days-dont-get-better.html' title='The Days Don&apos;t Get Better'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Shh6JsdYGOI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/9mSOkpiAiwM/s72-c/005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7974171621546999555</id><published>2009-05-22T08:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T08:12:19.663-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Special Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I would like to take a moment to specially thank a few people for listening to me vent, as well as giving me their take on things. So thank you very, very much to Cathy, Hayley, Karly, Lizzy, Tony and my cousin, Chris. You guys are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;soooooo&lt;/span&gt; wonderful! Thanks for being there. BIG hugs and kisses to you! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So, today was worse than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt; and probably just as bad tomorrow. T-E-N-S-I-O-N at work. It was so funny today- I could do nothing but laugh. The teachers, including myself, are incredibly irritated with ALL this extra work that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;continuously&lt;/span&gt; keeps getting put onto us. So now, as of today, I'm getting extra babysitting hours, starting next week. Wow- Amazing. I hate my job- officially hate it. On the bright side, I'll be home before I know it! Life is kicking my ass right now. I'm trying as hard as possible to "ride the wave." But I keep faltering. I know I'll catch a good wave soon. And when I do, I'll ride it for a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;looooooong&lt;/span&gt; time......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Goodnight. Vodka and I are closer than ever these days.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7974171621546999555?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7974171621546999555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7974171621546999555' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7974171621546999555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7974171621546999555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/special-thanks.html' title='Special Thanks'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2202623936674730709</id><published>2009-05-21T09:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T10:05:22.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to be Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~I talked to my Mama this morning for an hour and a half. Love her. She's the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~I'll skip to tonight's wrap-up...after work, Joshua and I went to &lt;em&gt;Noracro&lt;/em&gt; for drinks and decided that I'm going to quit my job together on Saturday (give my 2 months notice). He's gonna write the e-mail and I'm gonna send it. It's either that or I'm just gonna hop on an airplane and return to America without telling anyone (in Japan). I've been so bitter at work this week (for a billion reasons); which, by the way, is very unlike me. I'm just exhausted from all the work I put in, and getting absolutely nothing in return. I'm burning out. Like a candle in the wind (I love that song). My boss doesn't believe in praise; no one says, "Thank you," and my students have dirty mouths. Sometimes I wish I didn't care so much; then life would be easier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;~~~Is Adam not the American Idol winner?~~~I can't wait to eat real food again.~~~ I am dying to take a bath- haven't had one in 9 months. ~~~A clothes dryer would be nice, too.~~~I think I forgot how to drive a car.~~~And I definitely forgot how to speak English in a natural manner.~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2202623936674730709?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2202623936674730709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2202623936674730709' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2202623936674730709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2202623936674730709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/time-to-be-random.html' title='Time to be Random'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7265166836338863656</id><published>2009-05-20T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T08:19:32.061-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it the Weekend Yet?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I just want this work week to be over. I'm exhausted and emotionally drained. I'm still pretty upset; it's all I can think about...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yet, my little pre-school angels made me smile early this morning with their hugs, kisses and laughter. They are too adorable. I love them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7265166836338863656?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7265166836338863656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7265166836338863656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7265166836338863656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7265166836338863656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/is-it-weekend-yet.html' title='Is it the Weekend Yet?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-6273579938157858198</id><published>2009-05-19T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T19:18:50.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Was It a Nightmare? Nope.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;...still just as painful today as it was yesterday. Will this pain ever go away? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I know I shouldn't take all of this personally; it's just as hard on others, as it is myself. It's just that I'm 6,000 miles away from my family and I can't talk to them about it. It's really, really difficult and hurts so badly. I'm still trying to come down from the shock of it all. I want to be understanding of the situation, but my feelings overcome logic. These feelings are pretty indescribable. I can't say that I've ever felt this way before. I just wish things were different.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-6273579938157858198?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/6273579938157858198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=6273579938157858198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6273579938157858198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/6273579938157858198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/was-it-nightmare-nope.html' title='Was It a Nightmare? Nope.'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-7170628337504561281</id><published>2009-05-19T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T10:54:18.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Don't Know What To Say</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;This has been a painful day. My heart is broken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;(I wrote a post previously to this with much more raw material. But it was far too depressing, and it revealed too much on a personal level. Few of you had the opportunity to read it. And I apologize. In my eyes, it was inappropriate, therefore, deleted). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;They say time heals everything...I wonder how long until this wound is healed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-7170628337504561281?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/7170628337504561281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=7170628337504561281' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7170628337504561281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/7170628337504561281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-know-what-to-say.html' title='I Don&apos;t Know What To Say'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-9133513797178528046</id><published>2009-05-18T06:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T06:42:19.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Season Begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShFln4c-9iI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Yy9xh_ETtE4/s1600-h/006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337158769254004258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShFln4c-9iI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Yy9xh_ETtE4/s320/006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It's been raining all day. Humidity: 98% (according to my google homepage). Icky! I &lt;em&gt;hate &lt;/em&gt;humidity. And this is just the beginning. It'll only get worse- hotter and stickier- as summer approaches. For the next month, however, it'll rain all day, every day. This is what Okinawa calls, "Rainy Season." &lt;em&gt;Please don't get depressed, please don't get depressed...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Is it August yet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-9133513797178528046?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/9133513797178528046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=9133513797178528046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/9133513797178528046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/9133513797178528046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/rainy-season-begins.html' title='Rainy Season Begins'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShFln4c-9iI/AAAAAAAAAVI/Yy9xh_ETtE4/s72-c/006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-1973833599835127255</id><published>2009-05-17T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:05:56.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25th Birthday, Round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShDQg-mzgWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3eqNnporo7Q/s1600-h/010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994823414186338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShDQg-mzgWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3eqNnporo7Q/s320/010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Last night was my Birthday, Round 2. Ahhhh, it was rough. I think I was so partied out from the night before. We went out for a little bit, but definitely called it an early night. We went to &lt;em&gt;Rehab, Sakura G. &lt;/em&gt;and Hernan's cozy 'lil place. I'm getting old. I don't want any more Birthdays.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336994459265378642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShDQLyC9qVI/AAAAAAAAAU4/WMFcz-P_Enw/s320/043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-1973833599835127255?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/1973833599835127255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=1973833599835127255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1973833599835127255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/1973833599835127255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/25th-birthday-round-2.html' title='25th Birthday, Round 2'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/ShDQg-mzgWI/AAAAAAAAAVA/3eqNnporo7Q/s72-c/010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-4106775460821171389</id><published>2009-05-16T19:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T19:31:55.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today is My HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sg91GL6p1bI/AAAAAAAAAUo/Cz9nat5z8Wg/s1600-h/023.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336612816740667538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sg91FQ2f0JI/AAAAAAAAAUI/qRNMBBUMTiw/s320/028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt; "Sweet 16"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday to me! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am so happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sad, but happy.&lt;/span&gt; I had so much fun last night. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I drank and drank and drank until I had to force the alcohol down my throat (too many birthday shots).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But all much, much appreciated. ;-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My Sista and Mama called me this morning and sang to me...I cried. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;They called me at 9:30am...I went to bed at 6am.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;It was a good night.&lt;/span&gt; I can't believe my Mom called me, "half a century old." &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I think she's getting old.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quarter&lt;/em&gt; of a century, Mom, &lt;em&gt;quarter&lt;/em&gt; of a century. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sooooo....there's another party tonight. I love my Birthday.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336612822022061922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sg91Fkhrf2I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/UkSwYtvOtCs/s320/040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336612830265340690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sg91GDPB8xI/AAAAAAAAAUg/63_97xOzRSk/s320/011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;One of my favorite quotes of the night: Andre says to me, "This is like an MTV episode."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-4106775460821171389?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/4106775460821171389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=4106775460821171389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4106775460821171389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/4106775460821171389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-is-my-happy-birthday.html' title='Today is My HAPPY BIRTHDAY!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sg91FQ2f0JI/AAAAAAAAAUI/qRNMBBUMTiw/s72-c/028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-2770240069960474450</id><published>2009-05-15T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T07:01:49.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning: Do Not Eat Mentaiko</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Today was wonderful. I actually had a decent Friday- good classes, good students. Of course, this is not always the case. Every now and then, God throws me a bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tonight I was dared (by Brian) to eat &lt;em&gt;mentaiko&lt;/em&gt; ("spicy cod roe"). Usually, I would never eat anything like that. But I felt pressured with so many others around and Brian egging me on. I wanted to be brave, so I did it. SO DISGUSTING! First and last time doing that...unless you promise me alcohol soon after. And not just any alcoholic beverage- Vodka Base is the name of the game. Anything else just won't cut it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Tomorrow is Saturday. You all know how I feel about Saturdays: 8 classes, 10 working hours, misbehaved kids all day- enough said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Looking forward to Saturday night; I'm staying out til 6 in the morning! WOO-WOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-2770240069960474450?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/2770240069960474450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=2770240069960474450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2770240069960474450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/2770240069960474450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/warning-do-not-eat-mentaiko.html' title='Warning: Do Not Eat Mentaiko'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-3705906507132306454</id><published>2009-05-14T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T11:09:05.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursdays=Headaches</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursday was Thursday. Now I am intoxicated (slightly). I have one person to blame- and he knows who he is. Joshua. I put you on blast! Oopsie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thursdays give me headaches. So I should receive an award for surviving. ~~~ Is it the weekend yet???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Do you ever wish you could just talk to your Mom about life? God, I miss her. And I miss every single one of my friends. If you are reading this, I MISS YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;XOXO, Sarah lee marie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(Mind you, alcohol is involved during this creative writing process).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I drink too much in Japan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-3705906507132306454?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/3705906507132306454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=3705906507132306454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3705906507132306454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/3705906507132306454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/thursdaysheadaches.html' title='Thursdays=Headaches'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-5904074592517521857</id><published>2009-05-13T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:22:16.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;With 5 observers in my afternoon class today, I was really annoyed because that's a lot of extra little bodies (and brains) to cater to. However, it was what it was. The real pay-off was at the end of class when one observer (Mao, 5 years old), ran and gave me a "run-and-jump" hug. She was adorable. A little spacey, but then again, what little Japanese kids aren't? No, but in all seriousness, that's what I love most- hugs and kisses from my little ones, especially in Japan. The culture is so different from America. Here, parents lack in two major qualities when raising their children: love and discipline. Therefore, kids will either learn to seek love from others, or be completely put off by any kind of affection. In regards to discipline, they don't have any. It drives me crazy. And I feel like I shouldn't have to be the one to discipline them, yet I do. Some days I am so thankful I don't know Japanese; I don't even want to know the things that come out of their little mouths (they can say the most awful things). Then again, there are days I wish I knew; they can also say the most precious things. All in all, there are so many things I'll just never  know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Happy Birthday, Kei! She is 6 years old today. She's an angel, when she's not a brat. Today she was both. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335287031430536706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sgq_SZsqXgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RUh5QGqN-7Y/s320/KeiKuro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Kei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-5904074592517521857?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/5904074592517521857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=5904074592517521857' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5904074592517521857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/5904074592517521857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/busy-wednesday.html' title='Busy Wednesday'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/Sgq_SZsqXgI/AAAAAAAAAUA/RUh5QGqN-7Y/s72-c/KeiKuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8027602931814485134</id><published>2009-05-12T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T08:04:03.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To Quit Or Not To Quit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Initially, before the day even began, I thought it was gonna be "one of those days," and it would never, ever end. However, it has ended and it wasn't so bad. I got out of work around 11:15pm, which is much later than I'd care to stick around for. But I did it (only because I had no other choice in the matter). Sure it was long, but somehow manageable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;As many of you already know, I am not a huge fan of my job right now. I thought about quitting today. But I didn't. I just need to grow some balls; then it would be way easier. In the interim, I'll continue taking it a day at a time. If I feel the need to quit and have the courage to do it, I'll do it. Otherwise, I'll stick around for the next 99 days.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dinner time- I am so hungry. Gotta love eating dinner after midnight. So good for my waistline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Love You, Friends and Family. I love you very much. xoxo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8027602931814485134?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8027602931814485134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8027602931814485134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8027602931814485134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8027602931814485134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/to-quit-or-not-to-quit.html' title='To Quit Or Not To Quit?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-775862171987709944</id><published>2009-05-11T04:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T04:48:39.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;First of all, thank you, Tony, for the May &lt;em&gt;Playboy&lt;/em&gt; issue! Lisa Rinna and I go way back; I used to watch her on &lt;em&gt;Days of Our Lives&lt;/em&gt; in the early 90s when I was in grade school. I heart Lisa Rinna. Sure, she has her ridiculous days, but don't we all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Anywho, I just counted how many days are left until my work contract is up- and it's exactly 100 days away! Yay! But I might quit tomorrow (that's a whole other story)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I just received a $200 cell phone bill in my mailbox today. Wow, &lt;em&gt;so&lt;/em&gt; awesome. That's officially the most expensive cell phone bill &lt;em&gt;ever&lt;/em&gt; with my name on it. My Mama would sooo not be happy with me. So let's not tell her. No shopping, no splurging, and no buying things I don't need this month. And I mean nothing. I need to save my yen. I didn't even see that outrageous bill coming. Not at all. It blindsided me. Today, Japan and I are not in a loving relationship. Tomorrow doesn't look any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Peace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-775862171987709944?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/775862171987709944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=775862171987709944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/775862171987709944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/775862171987709944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/100-days.html' title='100 Days!'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-138174225019308460.post-8435483395764985512</id><published>2009-05-10T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T06:59:36.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There's More Than One Floor?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I was mistaken...there &lt;em&gt;are &lt;/em&gt;English books at the new bookstore! I didn't know there were 3 floors; my bad.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Thank you, Joshua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;However, how is it that all English books are 75% off, but all the American magazine prices are through the roof (with no discount)?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;In fact, I bought a 500+ page book today for about $3.50, yet &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Playboy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;costs a little over $35.00???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Really??? And it was the one with Lisa Rinna on the cover!!! Grrrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;....Huge favor....if that magazine is still on display in the States (May issue), and you send it my way...I promise to reward you with whatever you want from Japan!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Just let me know if this is a possibility. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That would be so greatly appreciated!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;However, I wouldn't be surprised if it can no longer be found.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If not, oh-well. I know, it's a weird request. But that's just me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Much Love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/138174225019308460-8435483395764985512?l=sarahcortez.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/feeds/8435483395764985512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=138174225019308460&amp;postID=8435483395764985512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8435483395764985512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/138174225019308460/posts/default/8435483395764985512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahcortez.blogspot.com/2009/05/theres-more-than-one-floor.html' title='There&apos;s More Than One Floor?'/><author><name>Sarah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07563751869475650501</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_q8YYJ4cyJrY/SbKOLXD7kuI/AAAAAAAAABM/8tk1l6RCJlI/S220/2007-2008+507.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
