﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>girltarist's Xanga</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from girltarist</description><language>en-us</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist</link></image><item><title>It's happening...</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/672879700/its-happening.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/672879700/its-happening.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 03 Sep 2008 05:48:44 GMT</pubDate><description>I didn't know whether or not this day would actually come, but here I am, writing about how it's already gone. That's right, I'm talking about the first day of (what could possibly be) the last year of university. How did that even happen? I still remember being in Grade 9. Okay, scratch that. I don't remember that far back. It's more like, I remember last week, and how I was doing absolutely nothing with my life. All of a sudden life slams up against my face, and my dad's bank account.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So... fourth year of university (technically only my second) will be a challenge, for sure. It's a Sarah!  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You need to focus, dammit! &lt;/span&gt;moment. I left my third year contemplating what my passion really was in life. PASSION, you say? Seriously, that would has been following me around the whole summer. Now, more than ever, is going to be the biggest debate of my whole life. What am I going to do after university? Can't I just stay in post-secondary limbo for a little longer? If I don't play my cards straight, then, yes. I'll be here forever.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I set my goals. I'm going on a passion hunt.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/672879700/its-happening.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>As of Today...</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/665410433/as-of-today.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/665410433/as-of-today.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Jul 2008 05:20:10 GMT</pubDate><description>My Youtube videos have received a total of 69,365 views. That is pretty cool.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/665410433/as-of-today.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Dear Future Husband...</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/660618440/dear-future-husband.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/660618440/dear-future-husband.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 08 Jun 2008 06:47:46 GMT</pubDate><description>I don't know you yet, or at least, I'm pretty sure I don't know you yet. I've waited for you for a long time so it seems. I went to the Pro-Life Conference today. It made me think.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It made me think that maybe I still need to grow up before I could find you. Maybe I need to grow in faith, and grow in love with God before I can ever really find you. I'm searching for peace, comfort, and love in a human being, but maybe I need to find all these things in God.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Do I even know if you'll even exist later in my life? I have no idea. But, I pray you are true, and that I find you.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;If for some reason you are reading this, I just want you to know that when it is the right time to meet you, I will love you. I choose to love you because I want to be a better person for you, for our future children, and God.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In the mean time, I know what I need to do until I find you. I need to learn to love God, and love myself so that I might find my identity, and be true to you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I can't wait to meet you. But I will.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Love,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your future wife&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/660618440/dear-future-husband.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Alas! Poor Toe!</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/655117382/alas-poor-toe.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/655117382/alas-poor-toe.html</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 17:21:31 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;P&gt;Okay, so for some reason, I was walking towards my desk yester-night. As I walked up to it, a strange imbalance in my inner-ear had caused me to fall forward. I quickly thrusted my right foot forward to compensate for my lack of walk skills, and.... BAM!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;My foot connected to my bum-of-a desktop computer, and I began to swear. A lot. I called some people for our meeting on Saturday, all the while thinking to myself, "OWee, my toe still hurts!" After making said calls, I looked down to check on my foot... and ALAS! Poor (second) toe! It was BLEEDING!&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;What the heck, right?&lt;/P&gt;&lt;P&gt;Now, I will wobble around until my toe scabs over. &lt;IMG src="http://s.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" width=15 border=0&gt;&lt;/P&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/655117382/alas-poor-toe.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Jason is safe.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/654829972/jason-is-safe.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/654829972/jason-is-safe.html</guid><pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 01:35:49 GMT</pubDate><description>I'm watching American Idol right now. Jason Castro, my American idol, is safe. LOL. I don't really want him to win... I think that he could do his own thing somewhere down the road. but he's cute (ooh, so shallow! lol) , so.... &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="about:blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 215px; height: 162px;" src="http://jasoncastroonline.com/gallery/albums/behind%20the%20scenessss/top%2011%20behind%20the%20scenes/normal_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Thank you, little girls of America.&lt;br&gt; </description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/654829972/jason-is-safe.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>If You Don't Have Anything Nice to Say...</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/652860804/if-you-dont-have-anything-nice-to-say.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/652860804/if-you-dont-have-anything-nice-to-say.html</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Apr 2008 03:58:30 GMT</pubDate><description>What do you do when you are bored and have absolutely nothing to do? Some people take a walk, others might take a nap. When I'm bored, I make record cover songs that I've been learning, and recently have been trying to work on my acting skills. (Apparently, it helps you with confidence issues! &lt;img src="http://s.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt;) There's something wrong with the world when people start abusing others because they're bored.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I have a YouTube account under the user name "girltarist" as one might guess. I have been taking what I have been doing with my bored-out-of-my-mind time, and posting up videos of me singing some covers, performances, and even these odd lip-syncing deal where I act out 2 characters from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Legally Blond&lt;/span&gt;. I don't think I am particularly GREAT at what I do, but I do have the confidence to say that I know I am not horrible. I'm pretty good.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Why, then, do idiots who have zero lives decide to attempt to hurt my feelings online? What kind of losers go around the Internet and pick on poor, defenseless, not-that-bad videos? Oh, I know who. I won't mention their names because they might google themselves and find another why to harass me. But here are a few comments that I've had the dishonor of reading during the past few weeks:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;"I feel so bad for you, u think ur so hot but ur just a FAT, UGLY, ASIan
cunt. U CAn't act or sing; Ur voice sounds like the squeals of an Asian
pig. &lt;br&gt;P.S. U have a big ass gap in ur front teeth."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"
					chinese/japanese people should not fucking sing..or live.&lt;br&gt;bhaHAHAH&lt;br&gt;you are an insult to tegan and sara.&lt;br&gt;if&amp;#65279; they saw this they would HATE YOU.&lt;br&gt;:)"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I've actually deleted about 7 comments from one user who even spammed the video I made for my aunt who is currently in the Philippines. He would go to my videos and type very sexually explicit comments that are completely out of line and just all out stupid. Now that I've blocked that bag of garbage, he has created several accounts, and has began to trash the way I look, the way I sing, and basically, all of the Asian culture.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...Don't say anything at all.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/652860804/if-you-dont-have-anything-nice-to-say.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Things That Happened to Me/I Experienced when I was 20 Years Old</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/651899372/things-that-happened-to-mei-experienced-when-i-was-20-years-old.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/651899372/things-that-happened-to-mei-experienced-when-i-was-20-years-old.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Apr 2008 04:45:59 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Top 3 Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Graduated from college&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learned how to knit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gallbladder disease (lol.)&lt;br&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/651899372/things-that-happened-to-mei-experienced-when-i-was-20-years-old.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Really Achieving Your Childhood Dreams</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/648742309/really-achieving-your-childhood-dreams.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/648742309/really-achieving-your-childhood-dreams.html</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Mar 2008 03:55:08 GMT</pubDate><description>&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-0012367273705447102 visible" href="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-5700431505846055184&amp;amp;hl=en-CA" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;embed style="width: 400px; height: 326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-5700431505846055184&amp;amp;hl=en-CA" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/648742309/really-achieving-your-childhood-dreams.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>My G1.</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/647249557/my-g1.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/647249557/my-g1.html</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Mar 2008 01:58:12 GMT</pubDate><description>I had a nice two days off. On Thursday, I woke up at 11 am.... and got some lunch. Yum. Then, I watched some "Life With Derek". I left my house around 12:00 to walk across a huge snow field! I should have went AROUND it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I deposited my cheques, and then realized that I forgot my passport, my only form of identification, in the safe..... at hom. I trudged back home, and retrieved it. I made my way to Rachael's hair salon, and waited for my hair cut for about an hour and a half. I waited 4 months for a hair cut, I could wait a bit longer.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;After that, I hopped on a bus westbound to Lawrence &amp;amp; Victoria Park to the Victoria Park Terrace where I scrambled around wondering where the HECK unit #15 was (that's where the office was). I found it... I waited 30 minutes for my test... got the test.. took the test.... saw people CHEATING for some reason.... waited..... waited more.... and passed.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I promptly celebrated by eating a bacon cheeseburger at Harvey's. Haha. Yay me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/647249557/my-g1.html#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, March 12, 2008</title><link>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/646608246/item.html</link><guid>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/646608246/item.html</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 04:16:29 GMT</pubDate><description>I HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE technology so much. For some stupid-butt-face reason, all the pictures I have taken from September 2005 to about June 2007 are missing... DELETED off of my computer... and there is no reason for that.... ALL my conference, placement pictures, activities, observations, family and friends photos are gone, and I can`t get them back. I don`t even have all my WYD '05 photos anymore.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don't know what to do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://www.xanga.com/girltarist/646608246/item.html#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>