<?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-4923537673506531144</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:36:01.069-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungarian Days</title><subtitle type='html'>My Days in Hungary</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-8968044215214780447</id><published>2008-08-25T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T11:31:43.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gOoDbYe FoReVeR</title><content type='html'>Yup that's right. Goodbye forever. Since my days in Hungary have passed, I am no longer in need for a blog about it. I might make another one, but I'm not sure. So. Call me.&lt;br /&gt;Zalii&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-8968044215214780447?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/8968044215214780447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=8968044215214780447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/8968044215214780447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/8968044215214780447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/08/goodbye-forever.html' title='gOoDbYe FoReVeR'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-7062703651930655757</id><published>2008-08-22T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T15:40:28.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff</title><content type='html'>Yeah, peeps, I am home. I am also here to report that I have eaten airplane food that did not, in the first time in the history of my life, disgust me. First we ate chicken and gnocci, then they served an good quality ice cream. Then the gave pizza and a caramel cookie. So i was not starving when we got home. Call me. I'm really bored here. I wanna go see House Bunny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-7062703651930655757?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7062703651930655757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=7062703651930655757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/7062703651930655757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/7062703651930655757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/08/stuff.html' title='Stuff'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-7585814717949828468</id><published>2008-08-15T00:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:55:51.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RANDOM</title><content type='html'>1. President Kennedy was the fastest random speaker in the world with upwards of 350 words per minute.&lt;br /&gt;2. The 57 on Heinz ketchup bottles represents the number of varieties of pickles the company once had.&lt;br /&gt;3. According to suicide statistics, Monday is the favored day for self-destruction.&lt;br /&gt;4. The most money ever paid for a cow in an auction was $1.3 million.&lt;br /&gt;5. On the new hundred dollar bill the time on the clock tower of Independence Hall is 4:10.&lt;br /&gt;6. The king of hearts is the only king without a moustache.&lt;br /&gt;7. American car horns beep in the tone of F.&lt;br /&gt;8. Police dogs are trained to react to commands in a foreign language; commonly German but more recently Hungarian. (YAAAYY!!)&lt;br /&gt;9. You burn more calories sleeping than you do watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;10. The first product to have a bar code was Wrigleys gum.&lt;br /&gt;11. Cats can hear ultrasound.&lt;br /&gt;12. Children grow faster in the springtime.&lt;br /&gt;13. On average, there are 178 sesame seeds on each McDonalds BigMac bun.&lt;br /&gt;14. The plastic things on the end of shoelaces are called aglets.&lt;br /&gt;15. The elephant is the only animal with 4 knees.&lt;br /&gt;16. Every human spent about half an hour as a single cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet you didn't know that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-7585814717949828468?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7585814717949828468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=7585814717949828468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/7585814717949828468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/7585814717949828468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='RANDOM'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-6341054964705641915</id><published>2008-08-15T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T00:18:02.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia.....</title><content type='html'>Guys. It's a bit overwhelming, but I think you can take it. This heartthrobable guy, Dani, has taken me out to the movies. Twice. His treat. BOTH TIMES. He also bought me soda, a hot dog, and 2 scoops of ice cream. I am telling you, this guy is a catch! He called me 7 times a few days ago, and I pressed busy on 4 of them. He asked for my email and Skype (for those of you who dont know what that is, look it up.), and promised to stay in contact. I bet you all are wondering how we met in the first place. We first met in a hotel near Lake Balaton. (Look it up, guys!) He was soooo nice. We once spent 3 1/2 hours in the lake. Nothing happend, don't get your knickers in a twist, escpecially you, Sam. He wants to see me AGAIN before I leave, but I don't think that will happen. It's been fun, but puh-lease. I've seriously got bigger fish to fry than him. Maybe next summer...&lt;br /&gt;(If you've seen Mamma Mia, you would note the DOT DOT DOT!!! But JK.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-6341054964705641915?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6341054964705641915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=6341054964705641915' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/6341054964705641915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/6341054964705641915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/08/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia.....'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-1081353396508270406</id><published>2008-08-12T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T03:36:13.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooool Tiiiimmme!!</title><content type='html'>Ehmagod yes, it's pool time for me today. Yesterday, some friends and I went to this wicked awesome concert that lasted 6 hours. Standing.  We rocked the night. It was Hungarian day, so basically all the really really famous Hungarians came on stage to play. But today, I woke at 10, then we had breakfast, then I went shopping with my mom (No Natan...Thank god!!), and I can't say we left the mall empty-handed. I got a fabulous new bathing suit, in addition to the one I got a few weeks ago... and now we are at my grandma's house, and I am occupying myself by writing on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Hungarians invented both the Rubix cube and also the ball-point pen? It's pretty darn cool. This is just random stuff now. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-1081353396508270406?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1081353396508270406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=1081353396508270406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1081353396508270406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1081353396508270406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/08/pooool-tiiiimmme.html' title='Pooool Tiiiimmme!!'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-4210051305970303831</id><published>2008-08-11T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T02:42:10.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FoOd fOoD FoOd</title><content type='html'>Yes, I did the food thing on purpose, it isnt just the computer being stupid. Sam, I undid the thingy that you wanted me to. I am just announcing that I have a new blog, which is about food, hence the title of this paragraph. You guys probably dont care about what I have to say about food, but, well, it has a pink backround with cupcakes and its reeeaaallly cute. Soooo, check it out anyway. Do you know how annoying you guys are? Its phenomenal. Yes, Sam. I use BIIIIIGGG words, like supercalifragalisticexpialidocious. Thats what my shirt says. Blahhhh......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-4210051305970303831?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4210051305970303831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=4210051305970303831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4210051305970303831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4210051305970303831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/08/food-food-food.html' title='FoOd fOoD FoOd'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-1378273533310332002</id><published>2008-08-08T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:01:43.164-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO SMART!!!</title><content type='html'>OMG!!! GUYS!!! WOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sam: yes, he was absolutely heartthobable, and i am going to the movies with another one of the species today.&lt;br /&gt;Kayla: Pink, Shopping, Hot guys.&lt;br /&gt;Elana: YES!! I AM IN HUNGARY!! YOU WOULD PROBABLY KNOW IF I WASNT!!&lt;br /&gt;Now. Could you just please email me? so much easier.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-1378273533310332002?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1378273533310332002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=1378273533310332002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1378273533310332002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1378273533310332002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/08/so-smart.html' title='SO SMART!!!'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-66667319518497596</id><published>2008-07-17T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:29:26.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Zoo, and the Discovery of a Rare Species</title><content type='html'>Hullo people, guess where I was today. I'll give you a hint: it's hidden in the title of this paragraph. If you guessed right, good for you. If you guessed wrong, I advise you to see some help. That's right people; from 1 to 4 PM, I went to...THE ZOO! How exciting it was, to see all the animals that I know and love, having been to the Hungarian zoo about 40 million times..... but there was one species that I havn't noticed before at that zoo; it's scientific name is: Superbly Attractive Male. I was watching over Natan when I noticed a very tall, attractive species of the kind. He had a black Vans muscle shirt, and flippy black hair, sort of like Phil's but shorter and darker. I thought his species could not be found, but he DEFINATELY proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;And that, people, concludes my adventures at the zoo. NOTICE: STARTING ON MONDAY, I WILL NOT BE HOME TILL SORT OF MID-ISH AUGUST!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-66667319518497596?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/66667319518497596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=66667319518497596' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/66667319518497596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/66667319518497596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/07/zoo-and-discovery-of-rare-species.html' title='The Zoo, and the Discovery of a Rare Species'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-4922701470364419768</id><published>2008-07-16T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T00:55:03.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tips and Tricks (And Skype Accounts)</title><content type='html'>Thank you, Kayla dear, for the wonderful tip, but I'm afraid that I have not the faintest clue how to do that. Please send the instructions in e-mail!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could talk to all you guys. IF ANYONE HAS A SKYPE ACCOUNT THAT WORKS PLEASE SEND VIA E-MAIL!!!!! I would really appreciate it. So. Anything new? Anything fresh? What movie did you guys watch for the movie-watching thingie? As for me, I might see my friends later today. Actually, a few days ago (when I had no acess to the computer), I went shopping with my newly-made friends. I got this really cute sundress! It's a halter dress, but the halter part is like cotton string, and it a little bit above my knees. It's white, but it has small orange polka dots and it stops at the bottom where there are shillouetts of flowers that are colored in orange. There's also a bow that you can tie yourself, and it was sooo cheap!!&lt;br /&gt;I just loooooooove Europe.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-4922701470364419768?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4922701470364419768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=4922701470364419768' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4922701470364419768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4922701470364419768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/07/tips-and-tricks-and-skype-accounts.html' title='Tips and Tricks (And Skype Accounts)'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-558220302748900633</id><published>2008-07-15T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T05:53:19.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow, guys...</title><content type='html'>Since no one appears to have any intrest in my first time at a Jewish sleepaway camp, fine. You don't ask, I won't tell. Today I went to the dentist, and he said my teeth were perfect, just that I should remember to brush and floss. I am sleeping at my grandma's house tonight, and tomorrow, I might sleep at my friend Dori's. We are seeing Mamma Mia with Meryl Streep and Colin Firth and other people not quite as famous on Sunday. I got a very pretty new bathing suit. What I have yet to get is: brown Converse with a colorful inside, bermuda shorts, and lots of other new European stuff because we a re cleaning out everyone's wardrobe and then going on a major shopping spree. Kapeish?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-558220302748900633?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/558220302748900633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=558220302748900633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/558220302748900633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/558220302748900633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow-guys.html' title='Wow, guys...'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-4120514394483338915</id><published>2008-07-11T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T04:37:10.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did ya Miss me???</title><content type='html'>I AM BACK!!! FROM CAMP!!!! It was a good 12 days long and it was worth it. It was wicked awesome and I made sooo many new friends.&lt;br /&gt;Comments and Questions will be answered as soon as possible!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-4120514394483338915?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4120514394483338915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=4120514394483338915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4120514394483338915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4120514394483338915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/07/did-ya-miss-me.html' title='Did ya Miss me???'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-4769376470319215677</id><published>2008-06-28T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:33:31.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day at Camp</title><content type='html'>The last day was in one word: violent. Pati, a little girl, unusually short for her age but going into second grade, got thrown in the head with a tennis ball by a really stupid boy named Gergö. After she went over to him a screamed straight into his ear, he pushed her over a short, mid leg-lenth wooden fence which resulted with a bleeding scraped knee. In tennis, we played a game where there was a soccer ball in the middle, and you had to pelt it with tennis balls to make it go over to the opponent's side. When it was rolling twards our line, he kicked it, and scored the other team a point. He was laughing his head off while the teachers yelled at him. When I was making an imprtant phone call, he walks by and suddenly throws himelf on the ground and screams, "She kicked me!" Can you believe the nerve of that boy? Horrible. That night we had a special Shabatt dinner, and this morning I went to Györi's apartmant. We are going to Papa's house after the girls wake up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-4769376470319215677?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4769376470319215677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=4769376470319215677' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4769376470319215677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4769376470319215677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/last-day-at-camp.html' title='Last day at Camp'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-5476845452168758992</id><published>2008-06-26T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:17:02.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Third day at Camp</title><content type='html'>This day was exactly like he first, apart from the throwing up and the lunch, which was cauliflower soup, and pasta with chicken on top. I took two of those and we figured out that if you want more, you get more food on your plate than on your first serving. After camp, the REAL fun began. Viki took me and Dori to Westend, and we shopped for 2 hours, me getting one shirt form Promod. Mom, it ws sooo beautiful I just COULD NOT leave it there and it was on sale for a little more that 2000 and thats how much Mama gave me and Dori helped and I look soooo fabulous in it, its unbeleivable!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dori got really cute sweatpants that you pull up to below your knees, which she could only get if I gave up my second peice of clothing and a really cute shirt. Paying me back (the pants were a BIT on te expensive side), she bought me a double-scoop ice cream, promised me that I could have them when they're too small on her, and we shard a soda during Made of Honor.&lt;br /&gt;We took pics of ourselves on our phones, then I got dropped off.  Ah, what a wonderful day!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-5476845452168758992?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5476845452168758992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=5476845452168758992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/5476845452168758992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/5476845452168758992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/third-day-at-camp.html' title='Third day at Camp'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-1199710924694581414</id><published>2008-06-26T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T01:05:39.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day at Camp</title><content type='html'>Let's start with Tuesday: In the morning, we had tennis, then we relaxed a bit, we swam, taught people how to dive, and then we had lunch. Lunch was HORRIBLE. It wasn't the &lt;em&gt;type &lt;/em&gt;of food that was bad, it was the way they made it. There was chicken soup, with noodles. It was waayy too salty, but we ate it, hungry as we were. But the second course was inedible. It was zöldbab fözelék with pörkölt, but both were too salty, and tasted bad altogether. After lunch, a little bit later, we went to a different pool, that was much bigger and we actually had to swim laps, unlike the pool at the other place. It was challenging, but in the end, fun. We went back to our regulr pool and played there some more. That was the day I got my cell phone, because there was a gyros place next to it and Feri bought me one. It was very yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-1199710924694581414?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1199710924694581414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=1199710924694581414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1199710924694581414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1199710924694581414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/day-before-yesterday.html' title='Second day at Camp'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-8931673953464781390</id><published>2008-06-23T10:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T10:28:21.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First day at Tennis Camp</title><content type='html'>I'm making ths shorter tha usual, so here goes: We arrived, I settled, we ate bread slices with ham, we played tennis, I made 3 new friends, we swam, I threw up, ate lunch: 2 bowls of tomato soup and pasta with cheese and sour cream. More tennis, pastry eating, more swim, phone buying, home. THE END!!! I'm sooo tired!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-8931673953464781390?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/8931673953464781390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=8931673953464781390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/8931673953464781390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/8931673953464781390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-day-at-tennis-camp.html' title='First day at Tennis Camp'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-5235710412534812452</id><published>2008-06-22T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T11:25:14.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ughh...Camp</title><content type='html'>Ugghh!! I have tennis camp tomorrow and it's gonna be like a million degrees outside!!! At least i have a pretty new racket &lt;333!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, I really don't appreciate you being sarcastic like that. It's not nice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-5235710412534812452?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/5235710412534812452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=5235710412534812452' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/5235710412534812452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/5235710412534812452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/ughhcamp.html' title='Ughh...Camp'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-7833482597753484852</id><published>2008-06-21T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:54:33.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunglasses and Flopsy Hats</title><content type='html'>I feel the need to respond to Kayla's comment on flopsy hat and sunglasses. Before we had that conversation, at Target, I was looking at a flopsy hat on sale, but deciding to buy it later, and we also went to Crossgates that day, looking for sunglasses, which we were informed would be on sale soon so we decided to wait. I did NOT steal any ideas, in fact, it proves that we have the same style and we think alike. And anyway, I don't steal ideas, but if I did, you should be flattered because that would mean I like your ideas and want to borrow them to my own advantage, which in your part, is basically helping people, and if you were Jewish, it would be doing a mitzvah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-7833482597753484852?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7833482597753484852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=7833482597753484852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/7833482597753484852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/7833482597753484852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/sunglasses-and-flopsy-hats.html' title='Sunglasses and Flopsy Hats'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-1652667806327442681</id><published>2008-06-21T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T10:47:19.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Berries, Chocolate, Music, and Flyswatters</title><content type='html'>Today we got up nice and early, and went down to the countyside to relax a bit. I finished Holes, and also finished The Pretties. My grandma and I picked ribizli and put powdered sugar on them to make them sweeter. I also ate some chocolate and listened to music. I had my grandparents and a red flyswatter which I used to swat at flies kept me company. It was fun to be out of the city for a while, but I was just as glad to come back. Nobody's on AIM except for Ben and Kelsey, and maybe occasionally Jack and Elana (Yes, Mom, she has a SN, I just found out), so it's kind boring. Oh well. I'll live.&lt;br /&gt;I'll write if anything interesting happens, which I hope it will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-1652667806327442681?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1652667806327442681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=1652667806327442681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1652667806327442681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1652667806327442681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/berries-chocolate-music-and-flyswatters.html' title='Berries, Chocolate, Music, and Flyswatters'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-847623286890465345</id><published>2008-06-20T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T06:36:33.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up</title><content type='html'>I forgot to add something from Wednesday: later that day we went to my aunt's house and saw my grampa. Yesterday, Thursday, we visited Juci and her girls, Dorka and Villó. They were soo cute!! Later that day we also went to Tesco, a big superstore, like Walmart, but a bit bigger. Today, I woke nice and early, 9:45, and Mama and I went to by some fresh fruits and veggies. We came back, and waited for Feri to come home. We ate Spaghetti Bolonese for lunch, and later today, at about 5:30 or 6:00, Viki will be coming for me to spend time with my Hungarian BFF, Dóri, who knew me since birth. I'm gonna show them the Crank Dat Kosha Boy video!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-847623286890465345?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/847623286890465345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=847623286890465345' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/847623286890465345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/847623286890465345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/catching-up.html' title='Catching up'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-4319348603445074187</id><published>2008-06-18T03:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T03:41:29.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling at home</title><content type='html'>Well, people of my life, I am starting to feel at home here. Even though, technically, it &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; my home...but whatever. Yesterday was fun, I visited my 2 cousins, Hanna and Noe, and they were really cute! Hanna is 7 and Noe is 3. They are very mishcheivious, too! Mom, I got up at 11:30. You have to admit, it's still an improvment. Also, I had the BEST kifli for breakfast! I smothered it lightly in Nutella, and drank some tea. Today, the plan would be, if I understand correctly, that we are to go over to my aunt's house, and meet my grampa there too. What I need though, is white ballet flats. It's a necessity. Bye Mom, and whoever else reads this!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-4319348603445074187?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/4319348603445074187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=4319348603445074187' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4319348603445074187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/4319348603445074187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/feeling-at-home.html' title='Feeling at home'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-6678556225630666794</id><published>2008-06-17T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T07:11:22.431-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxation at last...</title><content type='html'>Guess when I woke up today. Not this morning, oh no, definitley not. At 2. In the afternoon. That's right. I woke up at lunchtime. I'm at grandma'snow, but we are leaving.&lt;br /&gt; TTYL!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-6678556225630666794?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/6678556225630666794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=6678556225630666794' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/6678556225630666794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/6678556225630666794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/relaxation-at-last.html' title='Relaxation at last...'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-1572310834181871610</id><published>2008-06-16T07:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T07:10:18.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungarian Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="border-collapse:collapse;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed height="60" width="350" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/toys/countdown.swf?maturity=0808201100B119101032103111032098097099107032116111032065109101114105099097" quality="high" wmode="transparent" align="middle" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#000; filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/app_res/pylogo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#000; filter:alpha(opacity=60);-moz-opacity:.60;opacity:.60;" align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/app_res/cyocd.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/bHQ9MTIxMzYyNTM2OTk2NyZwdD*xMjEzNjI1NDE3MDc2JnA9MzkwMSZkPSZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*x.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-1572310834181871610?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1572310834181871610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=1572310834181871610' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1572310834181871610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1572310834181871610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/hungarian-days_16.html' title='Hungarian Days'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-7024343221976799435</id><published>2008-06-16T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T07:04:40.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehmagod, I´m soo exhausted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You are probably wondering why I haven't written since the day we were &lt;em&gt;supposed &lt;/em&gt;to leave, emphasis on the supposed to. What happened, anyhow, was this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In the morning, we wake up, go about our day, and then, when it's time, leave to the airport. Nothing unusual hppened at the airport; it was the plane that was being weird. We get on the plane, so far everything is going fine. We're thinking, oh, at this rate we'be able to reach that 7:10 flight in no time. A while later, we thought, okay, maybe not the 7:10 one, maybe the 11:20 one. NOT A CHANCE. We missed both flights, and ended up sittting on the plane for nearly 6 hours. We finally got off, retrieved our baggage, and my dad came and took us home. The next day, which was Sunday, yesterday, we did the same things, except the flight to JFK Airport went at 2:10. That one was fine; we got there somewhat on time, but we definatley were'nt in a hurry, since our next flight was &lt;em&gt;supposed&lt;/em&gt; to leave at 8:20 (more emphasis on the supposed to.). Yeah. No.  That one went 3 hours late; not as bad as the other one, but still. The plane ride was succesful, and I am now here in the comfort of my grandparents' nice apartment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;That's it for now. Bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-7024343221976799435?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/7024343221976799435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=7024343221976799435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/7024343221976799435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/7024343221976799435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/ehmagod-im-soo-exhausted.html' title='Ehmagod, I´m soo exhausted'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-457556925369086848</id><published>2008-06-13T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T18:18:44.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sadness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ehmagod, I am so red from all the crying! We bought me a pretty purple tennis racket with a pink head cover. I didn't get my flopsy hat or oversized sunglasses yet, that we are getting tomorrow. It's late now, and we are going to watch a Hungarian movie. I really hate how we get jet-lagged, but now, instead of just me, my grandparents will be jet-lagged too. The Unity house thing was cute; I read to a little girl named Jada, who hugged me tight after the book i read to her. She brought me a new book to read, and I received a hug for that as well. Then we left. Dad took me shopping for my racket, and we only agreed on one. I liked the style, he liked the quality and how it was a good fit for me. I appreciate those things too, but I really like the purple swirls on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep you posted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-457556925369086848?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/457556925369086848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=457556925369086848' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/457556925369086848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/457556925369086848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/sadness.html' title='Sadness'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-1540940028728287931</id><published>2008-06-13T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T09:43:52.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I can't believe that I'm leaving tomorrow!! I'm sad, too, but totally ecstatic! We're gonna download like, 2 or 3 movies onto my Ipod, and I'm putting on more songs! I have the Unity House thing today, where my GS troop is reading to small children. I'm reading, If You Give a Moose a Muffin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;TTYL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&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/4923537673506531144-1540940028728287931?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1540940028728287931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=1540940028728287931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1540940028728287931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1540940028728287931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/tomorrow-tomorrow-i-love-ya-tomorrow.html' title='Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4923537673506531144.post-1247469263091848748</id><published>2008-06-09T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T15:34:26.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Before Hungary</title><content type='html'>I'm still not in Hungary, but I'm soooooo excited!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4923537673506531144-1247469263091848748?l=hungariandays.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/feeds/1247469263091848748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4923537673506531144&amp;postID=1247469263091848748' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1247469263091848748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4923537673506531144/posts/default/1247469263091848748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hungariandays.blogspot.com/2008/06/before-hungary.html' title='Before Hungary'/><author><name>Miss Fashionista</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02849065974723433380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_8rc6kAtRPJw/SMGJCQkgJ4I/AAAAAAAAABg/1UDnxbG9w2w/S220/Winter+Leaves.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
