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  <title>marielle.</title>
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  <updated>2009-11-22T06:34:50Z</updated>
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    <title>moved to tumblr.</title>
    <published>2009-11-22T06:33:35Z</published>
    <updated>2009-11-22T06:34:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Who wants to be my tumblr friend?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow me at &lt;a href="http://www.marielephant.tumblr.com"&gt;http://www.marielephant.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LJ, i'll miss you, and i'm sorry for neglecting you!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mariiielephant:23040</id>
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    <title>Ramble</title>
    <published>2009-05-06T20:42:19Z</published>
    <updated>2009-05-06T20:49:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">yay, I just got out of work today! i'm so happy because you have no idea how much I was dreading to go to work! i'm working 9-5 on Sunday anyways, which is morning + after church + mother's day brunch hours! and that means MONEY. So today, I'm gonna spend some nice quality time with myself if no one hits me up to chill. lol. mall, gym, then visit corey at work. then tomorrow is the day before senior cut day. so i'm basically treating it as a friday night. plans are: drive jewel to edison to get her permit signed, go to uyees for half-off sushi with corey and jewel, and then menlo to spend more money on spring clothes. i wanna buy that bandeau dress or le sac dress with a lame gold strap. i also need to buy my shoes/clutch for prom, a flat wallet, and some sandals. thank goodness i have a well-paying job! no matter how much i HATE serving people, no job pays as good as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i love getting out of classes to make bulletin boards for quarters for water and senior prom, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as you can tell, as a senior into the first week of may, i'm so DONE with school. we literally begged my french teacher not to do work today so she made us fold senior prom invitations instead. haha. also, i'm a pretty sweet pickle ball player. it's like a giant version of ping pong, if i were to describe it to you. it's funny because i would suck when i played tennis with ankit, but i'd like to see what level i'm at now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. sorry this was a boring entry. i just felt like rambling.</content>
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    <title>sourHOUND!</title>
    <published>2009-03-16T20:42:01Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-16T20:42:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">My friend, Corey, and I made a blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sourhound.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.sourhound.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sourhound.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.sourhound.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sourhound.blogspot.com"&gt;http://www.sourhound.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please visit our site and feel free to leave comments or suggestions. &lt;br /&gt;Keep checking up on us for new posts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks! :)</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mariiielephant:22066</id>
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    <title>TWITTER?</title>
    <published>2009-03-05T04:59:57Z</published>
    <updated>2009-03-05T05:00:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Does anyone have one? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is: &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/mariellesales"&gt;http://www.twitter.com/mariellesales&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need friends. haha.</content>
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    <title>mariiielephant @ 2009-02-18T18:12:00</title>
    <published>2009-02-18T23:13:47Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-18T23:13:47Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I need a little black dress for prom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any recommendations?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mariiielephant:20936</id>
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    <title>Ughhhh.</title>
    <published>2009-02-03T20:06:21Z</published>
    <updated>2009-02-03T20:06:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">School makes me sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.</content>
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    <title>mariiielephant @ 2009-01-13T16:46:00</title>
    <published>2009-01-13T21:48:30Z</published>
    <updated>2009-01-13T21:48:30Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I honestly wish I could do something right for once.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could do something I'm proud of.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could stop being a wimp.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can be happy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to try harder.</content>
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    <title>ACCEPTED</title>
    <published>2008-12-22T20:27:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-22T20:27:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So far I got accepted to:&lt;br /&gt;1. School of Visual Arts (SVA)&lt;br /&gt;2. Pratt Institute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still waiting on: Fashion Institute of Technology and The College of NJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't know where I want to go! &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a relief though!</content>
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    <title>So bored.</title>
    <published>2008-12-20T01:51:27Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-20T01:54:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today, it snowed. The weather sucks so I'm stuck at home, BORED OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND. Sometimes I hate being alone with nothing to do because I start thinking about depressing things. The ugly weather just adds to my misery. But anyways, let's not get ungrateful, marielle. It's the weekend and break is in 2.5 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- new black boots&lt;br /&gt;- black leggings&lt;br /&gt;- plaid flannel shirt&lt;br /&gt;- grey jeans&lt;br /&gt;- new running shoes (IMPORTANT)&lt;br /&gt;- make up remover&lt;br /&gt;- $$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To do list:&lt;br /&gt;- clean closet/room&lt;br /&gt;- deposit money to my bank account&lt;br /&gt;- buy christmas presents for jewel, mama, papa, elaine, mel.&lt;br /&gt;- FIT HOME TEST due jan. 24!!! I have 3 more projects to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is doing FANTABULOUS! :)&lt;br /&gt;Happy Holidays.</content>
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    <title>A look back into 2008</title>
    <published>2008-12-18T01:49:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-12-18T01:49:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;Take the first sentence (or two) from the first non-meme entry of each month and put them together in a post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken from Antiquestores. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May: &lt;br /&gt;i'm over my old journal. there were many memories there that i'd like to move on from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June:&lt;br /&gt;- work on portfolio = fashion sketches (10-12), garments sewn, and home test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my, when I thought fashion was going to be my major. glad i changed it to advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July:&lt;br /&gt;i can't fully remember last night, but all i know is that i love sleeping with ankit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August:&lt;br /&gt;These past two days have been awesome. I've been staying out really late at night with Ankit and Max only because my parents haven't been home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September:&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago was me and my love's 1 year anniversary. :) A new year in our relationship, new school year, and everything's just gonna be better and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October:&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I have been BUSY BUSY BUSY. Work 3x a week, FIT, SiC, School, BF, and everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November-Dec: I have nothing becuase I haven't been writing in here. I'm sooo sorry that I suck at updating this thing. But if I did write an entry for Nov. it would be: "hey, i'm 18." and December... "I got accepted to School of Visual Arts! and I'm broke."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for breakkkk!&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>mariiielephant @ 2008-09-20T12:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-20T16:36:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-20T16:36:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I'm part of SERCisCompany now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ankit for letting me know about the auditions. Honestly, I didn't think I'd make it. It was surprising to hear Debbie's voice say, "Welcome, we've selected you to be a part of SiC." Yay. Oh and my sister got in too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for these baby posts. School and work have been sucking up my life.</content>
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    <title>Dreams are weird.</title>
    <published>2008-09-19T02:17:42Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-19T02:17:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Have you ever taken a nap and laugh out loud to your dream? or twitched your foot because you kicked something in your dream? Basically, that happened to me today, and it was beyond weird because I knew I was doing it, but I couldn't control it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Friday! :)</content>
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    <title>mariiielephant @ 2008-09-10T21:53:00</title>
    <published>2008-09-11T01:55:16Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-11T01:55:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Okay, I really need to stop eating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly's, you keep making me fat with your mini mozzerella sticks and cheesy waffle fries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I'm not looking forward to picking up my check at American Apparel. Awkward. :X</content>
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    <title>I barely update anymore.</title>
    <published>2008-09-09T23:05:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-09-09T23:12:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I just got a job at Forever 21 and I'm training as server at Friendly's tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly, I got to see my awesome boyfriend/best friend today. &amp;lt;3333333 I drove to him right after school. We were hugging each other for like ten minutes as if we haven't seen each other in FOREVER. Then we were like, "wait didn't we just see each other on Sunday?" and we just laughed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K I have to write this damn essay now.</content>
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    <title>What a day full of surprises...</title>
    <published>2008-08-29T03:05:50Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-29T05:54:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">+ American Apparel called and hired me for a sales position. I got free clothes today! And 50% discounts on everythinggggg. :] But why the hell do they only make females sales associates and guys as stocking?! SO UNFAIR. So much for "equal employment".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Today was my first day. I didn't expect to be put on the floor! It was fun though... pretended to fix the racks over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Was sad though because I was supposed to be at Ankit's house instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Went to Ankit's house after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Took pictures under the bridge with Ankit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Went to King Crown for some chicken and cheese fries. Saw some old lady on an acid trip. she was yelling "YOURE A VILE DOUCHEBAG" at a person that wasn't event there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ Ankit gets an unexpected call from Club Monocco to come in for an interview!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_2038.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_2040.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she always loooks so angry when she says "shit" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2043.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_2043.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2047.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_2047.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2064.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_2064.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2067.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_2067.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2073.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_2073.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2074.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_2074.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why do you look like you're in so much pain?"- Eva&lt;br /&gt;"Cuz she's got a big dick" - Ankit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahah. okay sorry, we're kinda nasty.</content>
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    <title>Today's Schedule</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T09:16:46Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T09:16:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It's 5:12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm also excited about tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Wake Ankit's ass up at 8:30. Remind him to call Carlo.&lt;br /&gt;2.) Work out... I need to get rid of my tummy. RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;3.) Read and hopefully not fall asleep cuz I didn't sleep at all tonight.&lt;br /&gt;4.) Pick up Eva and visit Ankit, whom I love so much, at work :) They sell Marc Jacobs there. Holy Smoke!&lt;br /&gt;5.) Shop with Eva's F21 Employee Discount!&lt;br /&gt;6.) Anything&lt;br /&gt;7.) Late phone calls with Ankit. &amp;lt;3</content>
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    <title>mariiielephant @ 2008-08-26T22:26:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-27T02:31:19Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-27T02:32:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I had the best 3 hour nap with you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I got my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period 1: Intro to Design - I need to get that switched to Computer Graphics, but I don't want the rest of my schedule to get messed up if I do that.&lt;br /&gt;Period 2: AP French&lt;br /&gt;Period 3: Gym&lt;br /&gt;Period 4/5: Calc H - I have it with Val and Dan!&lt;br /&gt;Period 6: Lunch&lt;br /&gt;Period 7/8: AP Eng with Delaney (she's the easier english teacher!)&lt;br /&gt;Period 9/10: Pysch&lt;br /&gt;Period 11: AP Art History&lt;br /&gt;Period 12: Art Portfolio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last few periods of my day will be pretty chill and laid back. I'm excited for this year. I can't wait to make new friends and to succeed! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it's the last week of summer, and I need to read four books. I'll just skim them! Haha. I also need to sign up for that FIT class.</content>
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    <title>I cut my bangs today... FINALLY!</title>
    <published>2008-08-23T04:38:28Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-23T06:24:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snapshot_20080823_3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/Snapshot_20080823_3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snapshot_20080823_6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/Snapshot_20080823_6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I enjoyed reading all of the comments from the previous entry! :) It was certainly nice getting to know all of you a little better.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:mariiielephant:13699</id>
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    <title>Who is the Real Marielle Sales?</title>
    <published>2008-08-22T09:09:26Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-23T06:25:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_9685.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/IMG_9685.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am nothing special. I am not the most popular girl in school. I am just an ordinary 17-year-old girl who lives in this boring ass town known as Old Bridge. It is 4:38 am. The sun's about to rise, and here I am, wide awake, trying to figure out who the hell I am. I've had a rough past, and I'm finally learning vital things I should have learned a few years ago. I was raised in a strange way. I have had a maid all of my life up until she moved back to the motherland last year.  Now that she's gone, I'm starting to experience the aftermath of having a maid for such a long period of time. I am incapable of doing anything on my own. I can't cook, keep my room tidy for more than a day, and I am just plain old lazy. I know I shouldn't blame my sheltered childhood for the way I am now. I mean, my sister had the same treatment when she was younger, but she turned out differently. She's independent, outgoing, and strong. I just wish I was the same way. Well, now I'm just making myself depressed. I am those things, I just wish I was MORE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=swingset-1.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/swingset-1.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, someone very VERY close to me taught me an extremely important lesson. That is: to stand up for what you believe in and to be simply yourself. Be original. Do everything with a reason. All of these words probably don't make as much sense to you as they do to me. I will take these words and engrave it into my heart. I take close heed to them as I enter one of the biggest years of my life -- my senior year at Old Bridge High. This year, I have very specific goals in mind. I am so glad that I will be granted a fresh start in exactly 13 days. Last year, I lost many friends that only made me into a happier person. Last year, I got my first C ever. Last year, I seem to just be mediocre in every aspect. But this year, I plan on entering class just being me, and no one else. There is no holding me back. Don't worry, I still am going to be Marielle Sales, but the improved version. I'm going to be the most outgoing I have ever been. I'm going to work hard to make sure I get into my dream school. I'm going to be less selfish and give more. But most importantly, I will never forget who I am. I am Marielle Sales. I like to take pictures. I eat anything I see. I like to spoil my boyfriend. I work a minimum wage job scooping  ice cream at Friendly's. I'm really weird (in a good way). I wear a retainer at night. I am just an ordinary girl with big dreams and a big heart. That's me in a nutshell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=me2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/me2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=me3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/me3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=me6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/me6.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=me5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=springbreak-017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/springbreak-017.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" width="300"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, tell me a little about yourself. I.E. What's your name? What's your age? Where do you live? What are your interests? ANYTHING. : )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>mariiielephant @ 2008-08-20T00:59:00</title>
    <published>2008-08-20T05:00:17Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-20T05:10:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21137810@N02/2779729797/" title="going insane. by mariellephant, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3014/2779729797_fd72377f8e.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="going insane." /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do at 1 AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll write about my day then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than being bored at the moment, today I ate a kid's meal from my work.   It was only $3.50 for a shirley temple, chicken wrap &amp; waffle fries, and ice cream! I didn't even get to eat my ice cream since it was so filling. After work, I passed out on my floor for a good half hour. I couldn't even move! Then, at around 5:00, I finally decided to get up and drive over to Ankit's.  Picked up Jess and went to the mall. He bought me a shirt. :) Then headed over to Pearl. Jess stole Ankit some markers, aha. I went home really early today. I hate having a curfew, but at least I got to spend time with him. Gosh, I really suck at driving. I broke about five laws today... ran red lights a few time, almost hit a pedestrian, sped. I'm horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay for Shawn Johnson winning gold on the beam! Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall get ready for bed and wait for Ankit's call. Bye!&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>How Marielle Wears Her Pencil Skirt</title>
    <published>2008-08-18T21:09:21Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-18T21:25:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gifup.com/show/99f6871caf" title="GIF animations generator gifup.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://gifup.com/data/gifs/9/9/f/99f6871caf.gif" alt="GIF animations generator gifup.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://gifup.com"&gt;GIF animations generator gifup.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks poopingiscute for the .gif website. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream @ Perth Amboy w/ My Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09272.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09272.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09274.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09274.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09276.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09276.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I had a free day so I played with my camera and took pictures of myself. &lt;br /&gt;Sorry, there are a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09289.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09289.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09291.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09291.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21137810@N02/2775193139/" title="yours truely by mariellephant, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3283/2775193139_d336d5c502.jpg" width="375" height="500" alt="yours truely" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09337.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09337.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this in my backyard. I don't know who wrote it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09345.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09344.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09344.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09346.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09346.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eatin' mah yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09355.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09355.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm, refreshing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09360.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09360.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laying in the grass. i got itchy afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09381.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09381.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC09424.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j267/mariellesales/DSC09424.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21137810@N02/2776126150/" title="one of my favorite things by mariellephant, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3148/2776126150_8ae178eeca_o.jpg" width="640" height="480" alt="one of my favorite things" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polaroid camera, given to me from ankit. &amp;lt;3 he stole it from school a looooong time ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>Hahaha</title>
    <published>2008-08-16T16:28:11Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-16T16:28:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Remember that job Ankit and I just got at the Grand Marquis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... we quit. On the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we went to Walmart to buy some socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERESTING STUFF!</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>I got two jobs!</title>
    <published>2008-08-15T16:40:41Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-15T16:43:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday Ankit and I went to the Grand Marquis, which is this really nice banquet hall, and we went to the banquet office to look for a job. I was wearing my Friendly's uniform, and they were like, "Oh you work at Friendly's!" So I guess that got them excited. We told them we wanted a job so they handed us applications and told us to fill it out in this empty dining room. After we filled it out, the guy hired us instantly and said we're starting tomorrow! So Ankit and I are going there today at 4:30 for our first shift and we'll be learning on the job. I got hired as a hostess because I'm too young to serve, and Ankit's a server... he gets paid $10.25! Lucky bastard. I'm not sure how much I get paid but all I know it'll be more than Friendly's, and I work with Ankit (:D!!!) So I have two jobs at the moment. I'm getting trained as a server next week at Friendly's. I'm still waiting for American Apparel to contact me. I really want to work for them because I heard they give you money to buy their clothes so you could wear it to work. I wanna get free clothes, ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I wish I had pictures, but I just made the best iced coffee you'll ever taste. It's called the "Chocolate Tiramisu Iced Coffee" (kinda lame title for such a good drink, haha.) It's basically cold coffee, milk, sugaaaa, tiramisu creamer, chocolate syrup, and whip cream on top! It's not the healthiest thing since it's like 100% sugar, but it really woke me up. Trust me, it's better than starbucks and dunkin donuts combined, bitches! I'm kinda hyper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Ankit woke me up in the middle of the night and told me to wear jeans to sleep because he claims that it's "SO COMFORTABLE." So I put on a pair of jeans half-asleep and I told him to put jeans on too, and we fell asleep. I woke up and I was like, "WHY THE HELL AM I WEARING JEANS?!" Then I remembered why. Wearing jeans gave me cooler dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAY DAY TODAY! I better get a huge chunk of cash.</content>
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    <title>You make my heart smile.</title>
    <published>2008-08-14T15:06:45Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T15:06:45Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, yesterday as you all know was probably one of the worst days ever. I fought with my parents all day, got a huge headache, and just laid in my bed all day. I had lost all hope for the day to get better. I was just going to sleep it off until the next day. But then at 1am, Ankit called me and said he was coming over. I was like WHAT?!!#&amp;#*( :D So I snuck out while my aunt was in the kitchen cooking at 2 AM. (WHO DOES THAT?) But seriously, this boy never stops to make me smile. I ran to his car. Max and Adam were there as well. We wasted gas looking for these two random kids walking around my neighborhood. haha. Then it started to pour like crazy for the next 30 minutes, so we just chilled until the rain subsided. Max and Ankit decided to take a piss in the parking lot. Lol. So yeah, all along I thought I was going to have a shitty day, but he came and made it better just like that. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also after much arguement, I did manage to get my keys back! Now, I just hope this doesn't happen again. I told them I'll let them know where I go before I leave, and I have to let my sister use it sometimes. But yeah, I'm happy to be reunited with my car, and I also got my parking papers this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How's everyone?</content>
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    <title>Annoying asian parents.</title>
    <published>2008-08-13T21:32:47Z</published>
    <updated>2008-08-14T00:56:06Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21137810@N02/2757170255/" title="self by mariellephant, on Flickr"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3042/2757170255_22da56aa7d.jpg" width="500" height="333" alt="self" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relationship with my parents is simply shattered. They just came home from a four day vacation from Puerto Rico, and to be honest, I didn't even miss them. They say I'm always locked up in my room, isolated, selfish, and lazy. They say I'm only interested in taking things from them. They say I'm only happy when I'm with Ankit or my friends. Well, It's true because everytime I'm around their presence, all they do is question and lecture me about Ankit and going out (which I only go out at night!) So how am I supposed to enjoy being with them?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have gotten drastically worse the past two hours. They took my keys away PERMANENTLY. They're going to sell the car because they said I "abused" having a car by going out. Wtf, it's summer. This results in me relying on people giving me rides everywhere and NO DRIVING TO SCHOOL MY SENIOR YEAR. I fucking hate them. They are ruining my life by taking it away. They don't want me to have a job either. "Oh we'll give you money." No, I don't want your fucking money. Colleges look at work experience, but I guess you didn't know that since you wwent to school in the PI. i'm gonna apply to arrirang or grande marquis and be a waitress, so i could buy my own car, which i'm only gonna be using for one more year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I can't wait until I'm 18 and go to college to be away from this unbearable household. All we do is scream our heads off until one of us is on the verge of getting a heart attack. I'm just sick of it.</content>
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