<?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-6552570471635394571</id><updated>2011-07-30T22:35:04.371-07:00</updated><category term='Naomi'/><category term='My cat'/><category term='Joy'/><category term='Dralion'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='Laura Marling'/><category term='IB'/><category term='Spoonerism'/><category term='Charles Dickens'/><category term='Cirque du Soliel'/><category term='Oxford'/><category term='The Cinematic Orchestra'/><category term='nerd'/><category term='hope'/><title type='text'>I Climbed the Tree to See the World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-1676974507900949501</id><published>2009-11-25T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T03:55:06.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll say this first, before my friend tears me to shreds...</title><content type='html'>I AM NOT ORIGINAL.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There we are, all is well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The aforementioned friend posted on her blog a list of things she was thankful for. Being the unoriginal amoeba I am, have decided to shamelessly plagiarize this concept. Let us begin:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. I'll be traditional, so the first thing I shall list as being thankful for, although it is pretty cliched, is having enough food. Unsurprisingly, I like food a lot. If you haven't been living under a very, very large and soundproof rock, you'll know that there are lots of people that we share the world with who do not have enough food. This is due to a number of things- greed, politics etc- but regardless of the cause, I'm thankful for having enough food. Rant over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Having reasons to look forward to tomorrow is another thing I am blessed with. If I attempt to elaborate this post could go on for a very long time, so I won't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Being the proud owner of Rupert, my long suffering obese tabby who patiently listens to all my whining even more than you poor blog readers. Mwah Mwah, Pooh Bah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. My education and the opportunities it has put out there for me in the future, both near and distant. Cliched again, but it needed to be mentioned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4a. The amazing teachers I have, and the fact I have teachers at all, make me feel privileged every single day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;4b. Words are my life. I'm very, very glad and lucky I have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. The fact I feel loved by the people that matter- my friends and family. You wonderful people help me weather the storms and frosts of life, and remind me of the really important things. Love you to bits guys xxxxxxxxx Thanks a million!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6552570471635394571-1676974507900949501?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1676974507900949501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-say-this-first-before-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/1676974507900949501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/1676974507900949501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-say-this-first-before-my-friend.html' title='I&apos;ll say this first, before my friend tears me to shreds...'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-5340581212223425769</id><published>2009-10-24T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:42:21.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>distracted</title><content type='html'>Why can't I focus on ANYTHING?!?!?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My commentary won't do itself. I so wish it would though....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;au revoir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6552570471635394571-5340581212223425769?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5340581212223425769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/distracted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/5340581212223425769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/5340581212223425769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/distracted.html' title='distracted'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-72344501306985125</id><published>2009-10-06T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T03:35:48.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>in a town that's cold and grey we will have a sunny day</title><content type='html'>haven't posted for a while (sorry), holidays have kept me nice and away from the computer beast :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The past is a foreign country. They do things differently there."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6552570471635394571-72344501306985125?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/72344501306985125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-town-thats-cold-and-grey-we-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/72344501306985125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/72344501306985125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/in-town-thats-cold-and-grey-we-will.html' title='in a town that&apos;s cold and grey we will have a sunny day'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-5424430926046803677</id><published>2009-09-21T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:51:19.337-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I bit my tongue in the awkward conversation</title><content type='html'>I have decided that I am the most awkward being on the planet. I'm sure everyone can relate to wanting the ground to eat them up??? argh. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6552570471635394571-5424430926046803677?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5424430926046803677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-bit-my-tongue-in-awkward-conversation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/5424430926046803677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/5424430926046803677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-bit-my-tongue-in-awkward-conversation.html' title='I bit my tongue in the awkward conversation'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-7456754318641168030</id><published>2009-09-16T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:55:28.323-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nerd'/><title type='text'>I know I said I loved but I'm thinking I was wrong I'm the first to admit that I'm still pretty young...</title><content type='html'>Got some good news today! Am very pleased with my scholastic efforts this term :) This nerd loves her straight A's...&lt;div&gt;Apologies for my slightly morose mood last post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My obese cat says hi and wishes you a lovely day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6552570471635394571-7456754318641168030?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7456754318641168030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-i-said-i-loved-but-im-thinking-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/7456754318641168030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/7456754318641168030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-know-i-said-i-loved-but-im-thinking-i.html' title='I know I said I loved but I&apos;m thinking I was wrong I&apos;m the first to admit that I&apos;m still pretty young...'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-266408281367717547</id><published>2009-09-04T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T04:14:43.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...and like a puppet, I nodded</title><content type='html'>Ever wished something was true so much that you started to believe it? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever lied so as to not hurt a friend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever been so blinded you realized that the other person wasn't looking?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever felt so broken you kept on smiling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever wanted to shout 'YES' so loudly you mumbled 'No, it's okay'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever been reminded too much that someone doesn't love you back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever wished you'd done something earlier, but then realized it probably wouldn't have had any effect anyway?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever felt like you were meant to be the observer, and in order to remain objective could never truly be one of them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are my regrets, today. Tomorrow shall be different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6552570471635394571-266408281367717547?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/266408281367717547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-like-puppet-i-nodded.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/266408281367717547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/266408281367717547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-like-puppet-i-nodded.html' title='...and like a puppet, I nodded'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-2857014690767570843</id><published>2009-08-21T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T04:58:51.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I...</title><content type='html'>1. Started the 40 hour famine! No eating or speaking for me... Money goes to a good cause though!&lt;div&gt;2. Did my chemistry exam. Needless to say, I am overjoyed that it is over.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Bought the film Atonement off iTunes in celebration of finding a $20 iTunes giftcard I'd forgotten about... it was nice while it lasted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Discovered that something good has happened to someone who deserves it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Have read MLIA: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px; "&gt;Yesterday, I was doing math homework when I cam across a problem that told me to draw two intersecting planes. I proceeded to draw two airplanes crashing into each other. Today, I got full points on my homework. MLIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Am thinking about going to bed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xxx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6552570471635394571-2857014690767570843?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2857014690767570843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/2857014690767570843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/2857014690767570843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i.html' title='Today I...'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-8575718637563939274</id><published>2009-07-20T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T04:27:11.691-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hope'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>And thus, the epic saga began....</title><content type='html'>Back at school. Holidays are over.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I'm not sad. Not one little bit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starting new. Starting fresh. A whole new term.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our IB 'journey' is over-referred to in an irritatingly corny way by our teachers. I'm not sure how I'll be different by the end of it all. I hope I'll be smarter. I hope my friends stick by me. I hope rather a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm worried that I'll go backwards. I'm scared of failing. I don't want to have regrets. I don't want to look back and feel disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one thing I'm sure of is that I'll change. Maybe for better, maybe for worse. But hopefully for the better :).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/6552570471635394571-8575718637563939274?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8575718637563939274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-thus-epic-saga-began.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/8575718637563939274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/8575718637563939274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-thus-epic-saga-began.html' title='And thus, the epic saga began....'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-335850170773512027</id><published>2009-06-26T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T04:51:24.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dralion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cirque du Soliel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><title type='text'>Algeria</title><content type='html'>Algeria, I'm told,  is Spanish and Portuguese for "joy" or "jubilation". It is also the name of one of Cirque du Soleil's touring shows, and one that I desperately want to see at some point. So far, I have only seen Dralion, and thus began my love affair with Cirque du Soliel.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cirque du Soleil is a breathtaking showcase of human capability physically, musically and visually. The amazing combination of music, costume, acrobatics, characters and movement fascinates and uplifts me. These marks on a page cannot possibly convey the complete and utter enchantment of going to see one of their productions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This video below is the song 'Alegria'. I really like it, and hope you will too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TWPHgcM0-AE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&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/TWPHgcM0-AE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="660" height="525"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6552570471635394571-335850170773512027?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/335850170773512027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/algeria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/335850170773512027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/335850170773512027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/algeria.html' title='Algeria'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6552570471635394571.post-507436418867180645</id><published>2009-06-21T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T03:49:21.810-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Laura Marling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Oxford'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Cinematic Orchestra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Charles Dickens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Naomi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spoonerism'/><title type='text'>Unlocked the lock that kept it dark....</title><content type='html'>Here is my attempt at explaining the title of my blog:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is my favourite line from one of my favourite songs, To Build a Home by The Cinematic Orchestra. I chose it for a number of reasons:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a) My friend Naomi suggested it, and she's good at coming up with this sort of thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;b) It implies interaction with the world, which summarises pretty well what a blog is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;c) It is metaphorical.... and thus makes me feel clever, in a petty attempt to sound deep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is my explanation the title of this post:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since the title of the blog was a line from a song that resonates with me, I thought I may as well make the post titles song lines as well. This line from Laura Marling's song Ghosts, and I thought it was suitable for a first blog post... unlocking the lock that kept my musings dark to the world until now :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My cat and I are settled cosily in front of the fireplace that is still glowing slightly. It is restful and Sunday-evening-ish. Before the sudden urge to post something on my as yet unused blog hit me, I was reading Hard Times by Charles Dickens and it struck me how wonderfully vivid the characters Dickens describes are. They are so richly described and their tone and expression are so real that one can almost hear the characters speaking. Seriously, if you haven't read any Dickens I would seriously recommend it.... and even if you don't like it you can get a kick out of making a spoonerism of his name, which turns out to be Dahl's Chickens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who are ignorant of what a spoonerism is, allow me to enlighten you. Apparently there was this Oxford don who was prone to switching the first syllable of words in sentences (e.g. "You were fighting a liar in the quadrangle", meaning that you were lighting a fire in the quadrangle, or "A well-boiled icicle" meaning "A well-oiled bicycle"). Nifty, hey? After he died his old college named a room after him, naming it the Rooner Spoom. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here are my rinsignificant amblings, daking their mebut into the this wunny old forld... if you still haven't got the hang of this spoonerism thing, I mean insignificant ramblings, making their debut and this funny old world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6552570471635394571-507436418867180645?l=iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/feeds/507436418867180645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/unlocked-lock-that-kept-it-dark.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/507436418867180645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6552570471635394571/posts/default/507436418867180645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iclimbedthetreetoseetheworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/unlocked-lock-that-kept-it-dark.html' title='Unlocked the lock that kept it dark....'/><author><name>verity</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14974972433289556718</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
