<?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:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945</id><updated>2011-06-28T19:03:22.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Time Has Come The Walrus Said...</title><subtitle type='html'>This is the blog of Shayda adventures with friends for the next year...the last year of childhood before adulthood is really here.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-8027747248485265718</id><published>2011-06-28T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T18:54:02.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a blogging failure</title><content type='html'>I never ever blog. I wish I could just push myself to it more often...it's pretty sad that the last time I blogged was in March after my birthday. I like reading blogs way more, and I feel like I don't have many people reading my blogs either, so it sometimes feels pointless to write. I mean, I have my own diary I write stuff in haha but stuff like this is fun to write, but no activity on it makes it no fun, so please...whenever I blog, leave thoughts or comments :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update lately: Well, I just graduated obviously, and the following weekend I started Summer School. It's been very difficult to do this though. The fact I didn't have a break is making me kinda slack off a little. I wish I didn't sign up for political science...that's the one kicking my butt. English is no problem because all we have to do is write essays and English is a really easy subject for me because I enjoy it, and I feel like I am good at it. I made a B on my first paper and I made an A on my last one, so I feel like I am progressing. In political science though: the class is at 8am, therefore it's very hard to concentrate. Also, my professor likes to go onto random tangents which distracts from the actual flow we should be going in, and it gets irritating, so by that time, I just play a game of Freecell on my laptop lol. I didn't do well on my first test either though, because I mean like, I know how to study, but for college it almost seems like studying is different, so I am trying to find that mojo. Anyway so that's that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I have decided to move back to Fort Worth and go to TCC and live with my sister Veida while I am there. It'll save me a LOT of money. My rent will consist of a few random chores around the house, and after a while just contributing some money here and there. I have to find a job while I am there also, because I will be paying my own car insurance and cellphone bill (can I hear an IPHONE?!?!). I am not worried, because Veida and George live literally 5 minutes away from the Parks Mall and Arlington Highlands which are full of jobs! I hope I find a decent one that I can benefit from. Like, if I work at a clothing store, you most definitely know I'll have a discount there! Also, if I work at like, Bed Bath and Beyond...we know I am going to have an awesome room! There are many benefits from that. Anyway, V and George will be staying in the same complex, but we'll be moving into a Townhouse Apartment, which I am stoked about. The only few downfalls are: living with children(as much as I love my nephew and my incoming niece...I feel like it's going to get irritating sometimes), I don't have my own bathroom(once again goes back to my previous statement), traffic, and the bickering with my sister I know is going to happen. Aside from that the good things are: I get to be around Family more, I will be able to go visit with my Grandma more often (which I know she is stoked about, the jobs in the DFW pay WAYYY better than Nacogdoches..In Nac usually if you work somewhere, they only pay minimum wageish, but in Fort Worth, it can be about 10 dollars an hour almost! Also, the gas is cheaper there (the downfall is having to drive further distances for some places), I can have visitors so my best friends from Nac can come visit me and everything, there's WAY more things to do, and it's a bigger town :) PLUS the community college I am going to is uber cheap and close by :) If I think about it, a lot of the places I will be going really aren't as far as I think. The gym is literally down the road, wherever I work will probably be close by, and school is close by. Layla also lives like 10-15 minutes away, and Baba will live possibly a,round a half hour away or so. Also, I will have some friends nearby! Stephanie, Jacob and a few of my other friends at UNT, Wilson will be at SMU and Adella is there as well, then my old old best friend Ashley is in Fort Worth going to another TCC campus, Cheyeanne is close byish, and the list continues. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing going on: Leah and I will be starting a workout plan thing. I have been gaining a massive amount of weight because of some medication I was taking, and I need to loose some of it, and I also do NOT wait to gain my Freshman 15, I want to LOOSE the 15 :) Anyway, Leah and I are going to go to the gym probably around 5 times a week. I have been trying to go, but I go to Fort Worth, I'll have George though. Anyway, I was on Yahoo and I saw this thing called the 3-2-1 work out technique. The personal trainer that trains celebrities before some movies gave it out. I can't remember it exactly, but it was a good workout plan! I mean, if celebrities can do it, why can't we? ;) I am hoping it all works out like I want it to. I am also going to try and go on a 1200 calorie diet for a couple of weeks and then move to a 2000 calorie diet. I looked some p90x stuff and then there was this guy who posted a video about how it's alright, but not that great. He gave out this website that's good about keeping track of everything and whatnot. It's called www.myfitnesspal.com I highly encourage it. I have been using it for only 1 day and I like it a lot. It'll help me keep track of what I want and everything. I also want to start taking vitamins, because I don't want to look gross whenever I get older. If you have any suggestions, please do let me know :) I am happy to hear all suggestions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this was a good enough update for those who actually read my blog, hopefully I will get in the habit of coming back and blogging more often :) Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;~Shayda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-8027747248485265718?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/8027747248485265718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-blogging-failure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/8027747248485265718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/8027747248485265718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-am-blogging-failure.html' title='I am a blogging failure'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-2923936751145294311</id><published>2011-03-24T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:20:26.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18---yep..</title><content type='html'>My birthday was on Sunday. It was an alright day, very chill. The funny thing about it is the fact that I had my friends come over and we played Disney Scene It(way to become an adult, right?). That was really fun, we just had a chill time. I have also realized, like I do every year, it's SOO awkward whenever people sing Happy Birthday. It's really fun to sing to other people, but getting sung to, I am just not the biggest fan of it haha. I got some cool stuff though! I got all 5 seasons of Alias(Thanks to Stephanie) and then I got a new purse with a few gift cards from Layla, some new towels and a new AWESOME shirt that changes colors because of heat from Veida, and my mom got me SATC the Movie and her boyfriend picked out the 6th Harry Potter for me. I also got a few really cute shirts from Amy and a Marble Slab Gift Card(Which I used yesterday!) from Julie. It was a nice birthday. I also got to see a few of my cousins, and since it was the Iranian New Year, they were kind to give me $50! I almost peed my pants haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I have become an adult, it seems like this week has just been awful. I got the bad luck Mastali adultness. Idk if it's just my womanness coming in soon or if it's just me, but this week has been awful :( the littlest things are setting me off and I just errg :( Veida has been nice enough to offer for me to go hang out with her this weekend, so I will be going to Fort Worth. I think I didn't get a legitimate break like some people did because I was stuck here all during Spring Break. Don't get me wrong, I had fun, but I just kinda wanted to get away, but I couldn't because of Baba's surgery. Eh, oh well. Hopefully after this weekend it will be better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-2923936751145294311?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/2923936751145294311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/03/18-yep.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/2923936751145294311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/2923936751145294311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/03/18-yep.html' title='18---yep..'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-7114665958272670538</id><published>2011-02-22T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T20:44:11.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donnnn't stop believing :)</title><content type='html'>Bloggggggggggggggtime!&lt;br /&gt;Updates on my life lately:&lt;br /&gt;*I have been applying for lots of scholarships lately! I am almost done with a couple of them, I am just waiting for a few letter of recommendations to come in and then I can send two of them off! After that I just need to write a few more essays and then ship those other ones off! I hope I get the money I need for college and save as much as I need---my dream is still to just attend my first year at SFA and then transfer to A&amp;M! I am hoping that I can avoid student loans as much as possible. I just need to save and save! I am just thankful that I qualified for the pell grant. I will be choosing my dorm soon, and I hope it works out! I plan to work hard in college. During High School, I worked hard, but I know there are times I could have done better, but throughout college, I want to try and push myself to do great.&lt;br /&gt;*The corn I thought was gone, it's still there---bummer.&lt;br /&gt;*Umm, you know, it's sad that I don't know what else to say...&lt;br /&gt;*My birthday is in less than a month! Yaaay :) I am hoping to possibly get another ear piercing, but idk yet, I haven't decided. If I can't donate plasma after getting a piercing, then I don't think I will do it, because I plan on donating plasma often in college so I can have some money.&lt;br /&gt;*I need a job.&lt;br /&gt;*That's it I think&lt;br /&gt;~Shayda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-7114665958272670538?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/7114665958272670538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/02/donnnn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/7114665958272670538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/7114665958272670538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/02/donnnn.html' title='Donnnn&apos;t stop believing :)'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-3364617998451335450</id><published>2011-01-25T13:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T13:14:22.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Past Few Weeks=Big Ol' Blob of Poo.</title><content type='html'>Well I haven't had the best past few weeks...just some family drama and let's say I am not quite talking to my dad right now. Just random things stressing me out, I just hate whenever stuff like this happens---I am generally a happy person and I love to be, but lately I haven't been and I just don't like it one bit! I'm trying to find a job so I can start earning my own money and trying to get school stuff done, although sometimes I may not seem like I have lots to do, but I really do! I just need a big hug and someone to motivate me, but I haven't had the right person influence me..but hey..it should be me motivating me since I am a big girl now and almost a legal adult (in less than 2 months I may add). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting things going on:&lt;br /&gt;1. It's been a year since Daniel and I have been together, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;2. Got accepted into SFA, woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;3. Uhhhh...I had a corn on my toe and now it's gone?&lt;br /&gt;4. I've got nothing else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope everything gets better :( I hate this time of year anyway, so maybe that's an addition onto everything going on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-3364617998451335450?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/3364617998451335450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/01/past-few-weeksbig-ol-blob-of-poo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/3364617998451335450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/3364617998451335450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/01/past-few-weeksbig-ol-blob-of-poo.html' title='Past Few Weeks=Big Ol&apos; Blob of Poo.'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-5647638793537704962</id><published>2011-01-12T21:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T21:44:06.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a bad blogger</title><content type='html'>So, I just fail at blogging, I like reading other people's blogs more than I like writing my own. My life isn't too interesting right now haha, here is what's going on in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School: Midterms are this week, stressful as usual, but I am sure all will go well, and plus, 4 day weekend :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: Our 1 Year Anniversary is in about a week and a half :) it's really exciting we have been together for this long, it amazes me too! He is by far the best relationship I have had, and the longest. I have learned so much about myself and about relationships and what and what-not to do. It's exciting to get to experience this all with him because he is absolutely wonderful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family: My sisters are both doing well, my nephew is just growing up so fast! V said that he was in the top 95% of big babies or something like that, he is what, 5 months old and he looks like he is 9 months old! He's a big boy! Baba is doing well too, we're just kinda big chillin' together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College: Well, I have applied for some colleges and stuff: BYU, SFA, and UTA. I am pondering whether after I go to SFA my fist year, to possibly think A&amp;M :) I think Carrie would be thrilled, and my friends that actually live there. It's an idea going through my head, but Carrie majored in the area I want to work in there apparently, and my dad said it was good for that type of stuff, so I'll definitely keep that in mind. I am actually starting Summer Session at SFA, get this though, I graduate June 3rd...School starts that following Monday, :/ bummer. I hope it's worth it though...I need a job...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ummm..that's honsetly all interesting and big going on in my life. I hang out with my friends whenever I can, I've been watching some new TV shows like Dexter and there was another show I was going to start, but I can't remember because it's honestly kind of late, but that's okay! Anywho, maybe I can convince myself to blog atleast once a week, that'd be a good way to actually keep people updated who actually read my stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles :)&lt;br /&gt;~Shayda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-5647638793537704962?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/5647638793537704962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-bad-blogger.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5647638793537704962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5647638793537704962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-am-bad-blogger.html' title='I am a bad blogger'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-2497520443261704624</id><published>2010-12-14T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T13:19:48.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>I had a few extra minutes in my Graphic Design class to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today=major suckage. So many things are going wrong today. At first it started really nice, I took something to Sister Simpson, but after that..it just went downhill. I finally had broken down a little in Biology. I am really glad nobody noticed it, as far as I know...but I just couldn't understand something and it was upsetting me and I had my teacher come over and help me, and as she was explaining it, I was tearing up..I just am ready for Friday after school. I am tired of having complete responsibility. I just want a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a plus side, I am almost done applying for colleges :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I wanna talk about now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-2497520443261704624?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/2497520443261704624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/12/frustration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/2497520443261704624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/2497520443261704624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/12/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-8235778096489397677</id><published>2010-12-04T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-04T07:31:24.765-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shayda=Epic Fail</title><content type='html'>Ugh I really had wanted to really keep my blog going, buuut I really failed. I keep getting too lazy. I promise to try my best and be better about it. So for now, here are a few updates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College----sent my first application in two days ago. It's just to SFA, but still, my FIRST college application. I feel so old. I have 2 more to send in to UT-Arlington and BYU. I feel so old to realize that this stuff is REALLY here. I don't like the thought that in less than a year, I will be off and be a big girl. I see all of my friends do it and they look like they have so much fun, I hope I end up having as much fun as they do. I have a few ideas in what I would like to major in, I can't decide whether I want to do Psychology and be a therapist, Physical Therapy/Sports Medicine and be a trainer, or become a Nurse. There are so many different ideas I have running through my head, but as everyone can tell, I just want to help people whenever i am older, but that's what the majority of jobs are, huh? Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend----Almost 11 months. We will have been together a year pretty soon. It's quite crazy to realize that too. It's like we got together and just started talking yesterday. Him and I have had so many amazing memories, what a way to spend my Senior year with such a wonderful guy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends----There was quite a bit of drama the past few months, but it's done now. I am sad to say I lost my friendship with a few people and lost close relationships with, one which was a total accident because of someone misinterpreting what I said...anywho....it's sad, and I honestly do wish them the best, but I have found out who my true friends are. It's so neat to realize how long some friends really can stick with you. Especially whenever it's all through high school. I cannot wait whenever I am old to tell all of my children and my husband the high school memories I had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School in general----nothing special going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much it for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-8235778096489397677?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/8235778096489397677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/12/shaydaepic-fail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/8235778096489397677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/8235778096489397677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/12/shaydaepic-fail.html' title='Shayda=Epic Fail'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-6154801325769021870</id><published>2010-09-28T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T16:36:37.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Homecoming Week!</title><content type='html'>This week is probably going to be the most exciting week of the Semester! Not only is it super fun, but it's also quite busy. Everything is due this week and all kinds of quizzes are this week, aside from it being the last week of the first 6 weeks. I am doing alright in school right now. I found out my rank today and it's pretty good! I land in the top 20%, which makes me ecstatic! I just need to try and devote myself a little bit more. I am not doing bad, but last week and the week before were both just really bad weeks...forreal. Today and yesterday have been REALLY good! I studied for the quizzes and tests I had today, and I am studying for one test I have tomorrow and I need to study for another one and then lots of AP Bio folks are coming to Java Jacks to work on our questions for our lab. I am really trying hard this year, but then my stupid friends, well, some of them, are just causing problems on top of my stress for school and it's driving me bonkers. My dad has been kinda annoying too, but when is he not supposed to be? ANYWAY! Back to the exciting stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far:&lt;br /&gt;Monday---today was Fictional Character/Make Believe Day. I couldn't figure out who to be, and all of these people had great ideas and hundreds of people were faeries...buuut...3rd period, Noteables, came around...and not only was Mr. Smith being Captain Kirk, which made me develop a new level of respect for him, he said there was a Santa costume in the closet...I RAN to that closet and put it on...I was bummed out I couldn't find the beard, but it was still way awesome! I was so impressed with myself :) that was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday---(for real today) was Twinkie Day. Julie and I were twins. We both wore our Integrity shirts from camp and jeans with converse and our curled hair. It was pretty rad! I thought it was hilarious because Jim and Daniel were twins too :) how ironic is that? I thought it was way awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, flashback day, I plan on being someone from Biblical Times, which we shall see how that goes ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALSO! I did Daniel's garter last night with Tyler's mom :) it looks SOOOOO good! I love it sooo much. It makes me uber jealous that he gets something way cool like, that I mean, I bet my mum will be cool since Tyler's mom is making it as well, but forreal, his garter is WAYY cute :) I'll have to post a few pictures up or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More Blogness for this week to come :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Shayda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-6154801325769021870?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/6154801325769021870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/09/homecoming-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/6154801325769021870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/6154801325769021870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/09/homecoming-week.html' title='Homecoming Week!'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-1033795847893252472</id><published>2010-09-06T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T07:19:22.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So long, farewell, to you my friend.</title><content type='html'>Here it comes. Amanda officially leaves for Hawaii tomorrow. After knowing her 5 years, and whatnot, she leaves tomorrow. It's going to be sooo weird...we have so many jokes together and memories. I feel worse for Stephanie because they are even closer, but still, in general, I will miss her a lot :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few weeks, Julie had an idea for a huge surprise going away party, which we had loads of people go to, and it was a success! She had no idea, at all. We got there and did this boss slip-n-slide into Julie's nasty pond. We did that until Amanda finally got there and went to eat. After that, Amanda told me she wanted to swim, so we went upstairs and she changed. I had a cupcake with me and she told me to stuff the whole thing in my mouth, and I completely did it! It was hard to chew and swallow. After that, we go back downstairs, and I told her brother, Andrew. Andrew then told me to see how many oreos I could stuff in my mouth....I stuffed 5 double stuffed oreos in my mouth. I didn't want to show people, but Amanda made me...Grant got a picture too...anywho, after that we went back on the slide and swam some. It was getting dark, so a lot of people went to shower. Amy, Leah, and I were all crammed up in Julie's shower, haha it was really funny. After that, Amanda started opening presents, then we went upstairs (which was funny, because Julie said for everyone to go upstairs, and LOTS of people JET up there so they can get a seat because there were so many people. Adrian and I were the first ones) and watched a video that Julie made for Amanda. A lot of people left after that. It was basically our group left plus Adrian and Gage. We went downstairs and they played uno spin. Leah, Amy, Kayla, and I were outside dancing. People eventually saw us and came outside to dance with us. We did a line dance or two, including a country one that Julie, Amanda, and I taught a lot of people(PS we did that at the BTSD and everyone thought it was the COOLEST thing ever, I have a feeling people will be doing it during homecoming) and it was really cool! There was just a line of people doing the line dance. After that, Tyler played Waka Waka and we both started screaming it and dancing. Then we just ran out into the yard and twirled around and everything. It was soo amazing. Then we played the game with the hula hoop and people in a circle, I won :). After that I didn't feel so well, so I left. But that was suuuuch an amazing night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll totally miss you Amanda! You besta have fun in Hawaii or i'll slap you :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-1033795847893252472?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/1033795847893252472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-long-farewell-to-you-my-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/1033795847893252472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/1033795847893252472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/09/so-long-farewell-to-you-my-friend.html' title='So long, farewell, to you my friend.'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-1982927410956638778</id><published>2010-09-03T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:33:48.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In Class, Blogging.</title><content type='html'>You'd never expect to have a class that you can blog in, shocker huh? I forgot to finish writing while I was in Iran, so I figured to do just a quick one here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. So, obviously I am home from Iran. We had the WORST time getting home! We went to the Tehran Airport, and we were there from about 3AM-11AM...It was horrible. We then got to the Dubai Airport and we were there for a whole day. We had the worst luck getting on a flight, so we just decided to fly to London and catch an American Airlines Flight there. Well, I can officially say that I have been to London..but I didn't get to see outside of it :( bummer. We then flew to DFW (BUSINESS CLASS BABAYYYY!) which was pretty crunk, if I do say so myself. We got home, I saw everyone, I felt better :) yay! Now, I kinda miss my family. I wish I would have been able to just bring them all with me, most definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Veida had her baby! Nikolas Marin Dima was born at like 12PM on August 17th, 2010. He was an adorable child! I lovee him! I wanted to keep holding him whenever I finally got to see him, buuuuut, I couldn't. He is doing super well too :) and as healthy as a horse. Yay baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I started my Senior year. Ugh. That's all I have to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Umm...I don't really have anymore to say about anything else right now. I'll write about cool stuff whenever it actually goes on later :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-1982927410956638778?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/1982927410956638778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-class-blogging.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/1982927410956638778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/1982927410956638778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/09/in-class-blogging.html' title='In Class, Blogging.'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-6725079026858199085</id><published>2010-07-26T05:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T05:58:43.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 more days in Iran!</title><content type='html'>I have been a bit lazy about writing lately. Not too much has happened. We came to Esfahan, we go to people's houses to eat, and just do random things in the evening. I forgot which day it was, so for my blog titles, I decided to count down! Soo...8 more days! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to Semirome tomorrow. It should be interesting. There is a waterfall there! So I will get to see my first waterfall ever! I am uber excited! Lately I have been staying at Mina's and Baba has been staying at Ame Narges'. I like Mina's because Saba is here and I am more entertained with her than over there, and there is also internet access :) yaaay! Although the internet here makes me angry because of how everything is blocked. The two sites I go to most, Youtube and Facebook, blocked :/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG So right now, my cousin Mina, her husband came back from Australia, and right now, he is smoking a hooka! I have never seen it being done in person. It is very interesting, but it smells weird. Me no gusta. They asked me if I wanted to try, but it smells bad so I don't want to, and it's just gross lol. Never really had an interest for smoking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermmm...I can't really think about anything else interesting. I can tell you we are in Esfahan till Friday when we go to Tehran and meet up with Hamid and his family again. We will be there till that next Tuesday and we come home! Yaaaay :) I really hope we make all of the flights we want to, I just want to get home :( I miss America lol. I miss my free rights! Just 8 more days! And it's funny, because I have so many things planned out that I need to do whenever I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeya!&lt;br /&gt;~Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-6725079026858199085?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/6725079026858199085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/8-more-days-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/6725079026858199085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/6725079026858199085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/8-more-days-in-iran.html' title='8 more days in Iran!'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-556953806677674457</id><published>2010-07-21T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:24:13.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate sexist men...</title><content type='html'>Alright, so I wrote that last blog fast before we got onto the plane to come back to Esfahan, not much happened...buuuuut.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baba and I were getting in line to go through security. They had two lines, and they were sort of seperated by men and women, but men were going through that line and there were women going through the line we were in, so it didn't quite matter. We were almost to where we needed to be, and this man infront of Baba and me turned to him and told me to go to the other line because I was a woman...wtf. There were women going through the line that we were in! What makes the difference, I looked at Baba and he turned to the guy and told him it didn't matter and that I was his daughter, and the man was still offended that I was going through the men's line, so I just went to the women's line. That made me SOOO mad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one thing I hate about Iran, the fact how some menn are so SEXIST! Gah, I mean, aren't us women the ones who have your children and it is us the main reason you exist, all you do is just put a little stuff in us, but we go through the torture of 9 months of having a baby in there, experiencing pain, eating our faces, crying our eyes out, with a watermelon in our stomach. Those sexist men need to think about that. Women are very useful besides just that and cooking and cleaning. There are so many important women in this world that have made a difference or invented something so useful or stood up for something they believed in. If that jerk man ever comes to America and I see him again (I know I wont, but I am hypothetically speaking) I will be like "Oh! US Citizens first, buddy! Oh and there is also a gentleman custom you should learn here in the States, and it is LADIES FIRST" then i'd slap him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the men who happened to read this and take this the wrong way, I was aiming this at all sexist men, not all regular men btw. Men are great :) psycho at times, but hey, us women can be VERY mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had to share that thought :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-556953806677674457?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/556953806677674457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hate-sexist-men.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/556953806677674457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/556953806677674457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-hate-sexist-men.html' title='I hate sexist men...'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-5482230577317969489</id><published>2010-07-21T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T08:57:51.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 18 in Iran/Day 19 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Well today was a kind of chill day again haha. The chill days here are fun. I woke up abouuut, I guess 11 or so. We just kind of hung around and watched Friends for a while. Uhh, I honestly cant remember what went down because it's one day later and I forgot to write last night lol. Although we did go to Mehdi's last night for dinner and hung out and danced again haha that was really fun! I am at the airport in Bandar now about to go back to Esfahan. Saba and Mina are picking us up. I am excited to finally see Saba! I can't wait to see this side of my family again next week whenever we go back to Tehran. The trip is almost over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-5482230577317969489?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/5482230577317969489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-18-in-iranday-19-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5482230577317969489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5482230577317969489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-18-in-iranday-19-in-iran.html' title='Day 18 in Iran/Day 19 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-1840751202480984919</id><published>2010-07-19T13:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T13:48:47.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 17 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Today was a pretty chill day. I woke up at like, noon haha. I ate just a little bit, but I didnt want to spoil lunch. So I took a shower, braided my hair, and did my nails. Afterwards we went down to their uncle's home for lunch. Everyone was sitting around talking, but I was just kinda sitting there thinking. I then checked a few things online, and then we ate. Afterwards, Hamid and I watched Friends, lol seriously, it's like a daily thing! We watched a whole disk, again. After that, we came back to their apartment and I came into the room and layed down for a bit. After that I got up and went out there and watched a bit of tv and talked with my dad. I thenn found the girls and we played Uno for a while. Then I got Baba to try and fix my laptop, the virus protection wasnt on or something. Dinner was almost ready, so I sorta hung around the kitchen with everyone. It was finally done and we sat down and ate...the most embarrassing thing happened though...Baba was talking to someone and someone gave him his beer, I figured I would be nice and open it, it was a little hard to open, but once I got it, it spewed everywhere! It got on the counter, in my water, and everything! I was soo embarrassed...I wanted to cryy...but I held it in. We finished up and then started watching ER...ahh I love that show. I then came in the room and am laying down now lol. Just a laid back day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-1840751202480984919?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/1840751202480984919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-17-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/1840751202480984919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/1840751202480984919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-17-in-iran.html' title='Day 17 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-5232853246578608095</id><published>2010-07-18T12:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T12:31:09.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 16 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Today was very interesting haha. I woke up abouuut...10:30 this morning, and my dad came in and told me I needed to get ready. Hasti and I were going to go get Henna tattoos. We went to her aunt's salon and got henna tattoos. They are uber cute! I got mine on my foot and she got hers on her hand. We were there till almost 1 in the afternoon. We came back and then went over to Mehdi's, who lives the floor below haha. We went there for lunch, and had yummy food! We also had corn! I was so excited. After that, we watched Friends for a while. Probably about 2 hours after that, we came back and took naps. I didn't really nap. I wikipediaed a lot of random things and then I was looking up some college stuff (pats self on the back). After that I got up and went into the TV room basically, and we watched some cooking show for a little bit and just relaxed for about half an hour. I then went to go get ready, because we were going to go out and go shopping. We left and went to a jewelry shop, and as a gift, they got me toe rings and an ankle bracelet :) they are very pretty! I love them! We were there for a very long time lol, probably over half an hour. twas crazyy. Then we went to a shopping center and looked around for a little bit. I didn't really see many things I liked. We were walking to this other place, and I was walking next to Hasti, and we passed this group of guys, and I wasn't really looking even in their direction, and one passed me and whispered in my ear "Salam" which basically means Greetings..and in the Iranian culture, a man isn't really supposed to address a woman randomly unless he is "interested" if you know what I  mean. I was like uhh...and whenever we got to the place we were going to I told Baba lol. After that, we told everyone else and everyone started messing with me lol it was funny. We then came back to the house and ordered in. I had a cheeseburger. They are very different here, I can't really describe it. The taste is like someone was smoking while they were grilling the burger lol. We then played cards for a while, and then I just started writing my blog. Haha that was my day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-5232853246578608095?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/5232853246578608095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-16-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5232853246578608095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5232853246578608095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-16-in-iran.html' title='Day 16 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-4630313316520101189</id><published>2010-07-17T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T12:57:51.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Wow, our trip is pretty much half over! I am sad kind of, but uber excited, because I miss home a lot lol. Anyways...today was kind of a lounge around day. I woke up sort of late today! Like 10:30, this was the 2nd latest I have woken up in Iran...the first latest was at like 11 after I went out with Sahroosh and Parvaneh. Anyways, I went and had some breakfast. After that, I took a good shower, and then went into the other room and watched cooking shows with everyone lol. We watched Paula...that woman is so crazy haha. Afterwards, Baba started making Chicken Parmesean so we watched that some, and then Shirin wanted to play cards, and so we played some, but I wasnt in the mood, neither was Hasti, so we just kind of chilled. Hamid then came in and felt like watching Friends, he read my mind lol. We watched friends for a couple of hours and then ate lunch. I hate the Chicken, and it was gooood. After that we finished our episode of Friends and then Baba told me I needed to go change and get ready to go. So I do and Baba, Hasti, Mehdi, and I go and us 3 (Baba, Hasti, and me) get xrays done on our teeth so Mehdi can work on them. That took like an hour to an hour and a half. After that we went to the office and he had some other patients before us. So he did them and then we went in there. Baba was first, he got reccommended to the periodologist or whatever...basically..a ggum doctor because he has had problems with his gums. After that...it was my turn....I never really had a problem with dentists. I mean, don't get me wrong, Mehdi was great! But I hadnt been in forever...and now the sound of the Dentist instruments are so scary...I layed down, he looked in my mouth, and then went and got a shot...I was scared haha i hateeee shots. He then started putting a filling in my mouth because the last dentist I did put one in there, but did such a poor job, it fell out soon after I got it. It took a long time, and the sound of everything sounded like a building was being worked on! Terrifying much? It was a lot different too than a dentist in America. After all of the work, I finally was done and rinsed my mouth out and water kept falling out lol. After that I sat down and Hasti got one of her wisdom teeth removed..bless her heart, her cheek was swollen some..our medicine had started wearing off...mine wore off first. We all left and got some ice cream to help our pain. We came back to the house, my mouth was in excruciating pain. I almost cried it hurt so bad. Baba then gave me a hard painkiller, which relaxed me and helped after a while, once I started slowly feeling better, poor Hasti was in worse pain than I was! I saw her a few times and she was holding her mouth and I could see in her eyes she wasnt happy lol. She decided to hit the bed. I just sat around watching more Friends. After a bit, I went into the other room to see what everyone was doing, Hasti, his wife, and Baba were watching a movie. It was funny because I walked in right during a sex scene, and Baba was like, Shayda, you are too young for this, it's rated R...I was like Baba, I can get myself into one of these movies you know, I am 17. I hate whenever he underestimates my age...then he threatned he would start talking about sex, then I was like OKAY I am gone (earlier after we left the dentist we went to a drug store to get this mouthwash for Hasti, and Baba said he saw a CD for "sexual activity" and we were talking about what kinds of things would be on it, but I told Baba I couldnt talk about stuff like that with him because it was weird and he isn't supposed to know about stuff like that! That he was also threatning to talk about whenever i walked into the movie) Anyawy, I am laying down and the painkiller is starting to wear off...so I may hit the sack soon. Anywho, that was today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-4630313316520101189?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/4630313316520101189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-15-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/4630313316520101189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/4630313316520101189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-15-in-iran.html' title='Day 15 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-2111851456131455023</id><published>2010-07-16T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T12:18:48.372-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 14 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Today was really nice! This morning I woke up and talked to a few people this morning, and then I went and had Breakfast. After we ate, we sat around and watched a few epsiodes of Friends again haha. Amazing show :) then we were getting ready to go to lunch. I got all my stuff together and we left. It. Was. So. Hot. Outside. I went outside and my sunglasses fogged up lol. We went to lunch, which was super yummy! I had pizza, which I uber missed, and it was greasy, I was so happy lol. We also were allowed to partake in a salad type buffet. I Had some olive salad, which wasn't bad, and potato salad. They also made me taste this soup, which was also pretty good too! I was SOOO full after that. We kind of drove around to look at the beach and stuff, I started getting a bit carsick, but I didn't say anything. We got back to the house, and I went and layed down for a bit. I woke up and we had started watching Terminator Salvation, that movie was pretty good so far from what I saw of it. We stopped in the middle of it and went to this hotel and at the hotel they had a private beach. It was SOO pretty! I can now say that I have stuck my feet in the Persian Gulf :) it was a bit windy by the water, so it wasn't as hot down there. After that we walked around some, and then went inside the hotel to have drinks, I had a milkshake :) twas uber yummy! The Vanilla Milkshake tasted way better than almost any kind I have had before. Once we did that, we had to make a stop at the hospital so Hamid could check on a patient. We then came back to the house and the girls and I played Uno. I then taught them how to play ERS. They loved it too! Haha they caught on VERY fast, i was impressed. Shirin was a bit slow at first, but she caught on and slapped a lot lol. Now, we are just lounging around. Hasti and I are going shopping tomorrow, I am excited about that :) Baba is also making me Chicken Parmesean tomorrow because they are making fish. yaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS Amanda, one bite, saved for youuu :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-2111851456131455023?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/2111851456131455023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-14-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/2111851456131455023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/2111851456131455023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-14-in-iran.html' title='Day 14 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-2893210585091156035</id><published>2010-07-15T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:48:22.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 13 in Iran</title><content type='html'>So, I LOVE Bandar btw. I woke up and checked a few emails and downloaded some music. I got up and had breakfast today haha. I had some bread with Nutella on it. Mmmm Nutella is so good! After that,I took a shower...it was probably the best shower I took in Iran! I got out and was so happy. I curled my hair today haha. After that I went into the other room and just hung around there. They had started watching the movie Taken last night and so I watched the last 30 minutes of it with them. After that, Hamid put in Friends and we watched a few episodes of that. I freaking love that show haha I have seen every episode, but they are always still so funny :) after that we ate lunch, we had Stumble :) yummy! I was soo full after that. I think I took a nap after that..I can't remember haha. Then I woke up and sat down with everyone and we were watching The Patriot. That movie is actually pretty good! After that, some people came over, and some of the girls and I came into the other room and I painted some of the girls' nails. They LOVED it! After that, I sat down and just talked with everyone, it makes me happy, because they actually can speak English well! We finally ate dinner, which was really good! We had salami sandwiches, this AMAZING cake thing we had yesterday, which is unbelieveable, and just some different foods. After that, I was showing them some American music like Lady Gaga, Katy Perry, Kesha, and stuff. Then they busted up some Iranian tunes and we danced around! It was uber fun! I also had showed them some line dances they do in America. Hamid is getting me some blank CDs and I am going to burn them some CDs, probably with techno music on it and stuff. After that, we played Uno for a bit. The electricity went out for a bit, but we still played, and they were asking me curse words in English lol, I got Baba to help out on that part. I just told them a few mild ones because I don't really like using those words. After that I pretty much just came to lay down like right now haha. I really like Bandar, they are so nice, outgoing, and uber fun! This is going to be an amazing week :) I can tell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-2893210585091156035?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/2893210585091156035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-13-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/2893210585091156035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/2893210585091156035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-13-in-iran.html' title='Day 13 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-5647525677864414732</id><published>2010-07-14T07:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:28:42.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 12 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Day 12&lt;br /&gt;  Today was probably the most entertaining day in Shiraz. I woke up&lt;br /&gt;and just kinda hung around. Took a shower, then the guy that took us&lt;br /&gt;to the historical places picked Baba and me up and we went to eat at&lt;br /&gt;this really nice restaurant. His son joined us too. We ate and I was SO&lt;br /&gt;full I almost threw up. I wanted to die, lol. We then went back to that&lt;br /&gt;guy's house and hung out there for a while. I checked my emails and&lt;br /&gt;stuff. Then I went into the living room and had lots of the cherry drink&lt;br /&gt;stuff that I LOVEEE here. I sat around and watched music videos on TV&lt;br /&gt;for a really long time haha. I saw some really good ones! There were a lot&lt;br /&gt;of british singers too, it was good. After that, we went to this picnic &lt;br /&gt;in this little area. That was pretty fun, they just hung around. Ate fruit.&lt;br /&gt;Then they started making kabob and I didnt want to eat still, I was still&lt;br /&gt;so full from lunch. I was getting a bit sleepy so I went to lay down...&lt;br /&gt;let me just say...some people were NOT very considerate to someone sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt really get much. Then I went back out after about 20 minutes and &lt;br /&gt;just kinda sat there and watched everyone. We all left and came home and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-5647525677864414732?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/5647525677864414732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-12-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5647525677864414732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5647525677864414732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-12-in-iran.html' title='Day 12 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-1410432973782506590</id><published>2010-07-14T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:28:18.367-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Day 11&lt;br /&gt;   Today, I woke up with no bloody nose! Yay! Haha, anyway. Got up,&lt;br /&gt;we got dressed. Then we went to the bazaar. First, we got ice cream&lt;br /&gt;and it was interesting, they had huge ice cream sandwiches!&lt;br /&gt;I took some pictures, you can go see. Anywho, we got some and then went&lt;br /&gt;to the bazaar. Walked around a lot. It was funny, Baba and I saw&lt;br /&gt;a few people that were on the airplane with us coming to Shiraz at&lt;br /&gt;the bazaar, they didn't know us, but we saw them. I got one or two&lt;br /&gt;things...they were asking for a lot. Baba said they recognized his&lt;br /&gt;accent and try to charge a lot. After that, we got lunch and then went&lt;br /&gt;back to someone's house and ate. I started to take a nap, but their power&lt;br /&gt;went out, so we came back to the place we were staying at. I was out for like &lt;br /&gt;3 and a half hours! How? I have no idea, but I was! I woke up,&lt;br /&gt;Baba and I went to the internet cafe for about half an hour, and that's all &lt;br /&gt;that really happened today. We are about to eat....I don't wanna! Meh :(&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-1410432973782506590?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/1410432973782506590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-11-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/1410432973782506590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/1410432973782506590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-11-in-iran.html' title='Day 11 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-5116026089443966625</id><published>2010-07-14T07:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:27:13.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 10 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Day 10&lt;br /&gt;   This morning, I woke up with a bloody nose...ewwww. It was gross.&lt;br /&gt;It was probably because of the elevation and the fact my nose&lt;br /&gt;was so dry because of the climate change. I sat around and showed&lt;br /&gt;everyone our pictures from Iran so far. After that, I took a shower&lt;br /&gt;and then Baba did and we went out with one of his nephews...can't&lt;br /&gt;remember his name...anywho! We went to a few historical places.&lt;br /&gt;We took quite a few pictures. It was really really hot outside too.&lt;br /&gt;Baba said it was about 115 degrees outside. We also got ice cream&lt;br /&gt;while we were out. I was hoping to find an internet cafe, but they&lt;br /&gt;couldn't find one, so I can't email people for a few days, meh :(&lt;br /&gt;the thing that upsets me about that is emailing people at home makes&lt;br /&gt;me feel comfort and realization that the time is going by faster to&lt;br /&gt;go home. I mean, I am having fun, but I REALLY miss home and as much&lt;br /&gt;as I love family...too much of it always gets me. We have been constantly&lt;br /&gt;overcrowded with family the past 10 days and I am starting to go crazy!&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy...we came back here, ate lunch, and kinda took naps. Well, I barely&lt;br /&gt;did, but everyone else was probably out. I was just laying around thinking...&lt;br /&gt;mostly about how I missed home! Haha. Anywho, I finally got up and just&lt;br /&gt;sat around more in the living room. My dad then found out there was an&lt;br /&gt;internet cafe that was barely a block away, so we went to it and checked&lt;br /&gt;emails. I may probably go there again the next two days, whenever I have&lt;br /&gt;access to home, it makes me comfortable. After that we went to this&lt;br /&gt;one street and just walked up it...there was basically all mens clothes&lt;br /&gt;so i didn't enjoy looking...although we crossed this purse like store and&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new wallet! It is uber cute! Only like, 2 dollars too, haha.&lt;br /&gt;It has two slots to put money in, so I divided my American money from&lt;br /&gt;my iranian money...even though I only have 1 American dollar haha. It &lt;br /&gt;also has one little coin purse on the side with the slots...and Then&lt;br /&gt;it has a spot for your license and whatnot...but the best part...&lt;br /&gt;IT HAS A MIRROR IN IT! How freaking cool is that? I didn't discover&lt;br /&gt;that until 10 minutes after I bought it. It made me love it even more.&lt;br /&gt;Then we came back, ate, and I am laying in bed while everyone else&lt;br /&gt;in the other room is watching the World Cup Game. Hopefully tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;will be better...I hope Bandaar is better....anywho, goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-5116026089443966625?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/5116026089443966625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-10-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5116026089443966625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/5116026089443966625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-10-in-iran.html' title='Day 10 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-6104460431181961248</id><published>2010-07-14T07:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:26:39.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8/Day 9 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Day 8/Day 9&lt;br /&gt;I got busy and preoccupied so I forgot to write haha.&lt;br /&gt;So on Day 8, nothing really happened until the evening. I was&lt;br /&gt;going to a birthday party with Sahroosh and Parvaneh. I went to their&lt;br /&gt;house about...idk...7 or 8. They let me check emails and stuff. I was&lt;br /&gt;wearing my new dress, and I was so excited about it! We didn't leave their&lt;br /&gt;apartment till about 10 or so, and I was already getting tired..uhoh! Well,&lt;br /&gt;we got there and it was probably the most amazing garden I have ever seen&lt;br /&gt;before. There was a gazebo and it was basically a fountain! Water was falling&lt;br /&gt;off of it into a pond! It was so beautiful. It looked like somewhere someone&lt;br /&gt;would be proposed to. Geez I hope I get proposed to in something beautiful&lt;br /&gt;like that! We went inside and said hi to people and everything then sat down&lt;br /&gt;and watched people dance some, then Parvaneh and I got up and danced. The&lt;br /&gt;music was like Arabian Techno, and some Persian Techno. It was so neat. It's&lt;br /&gt;like they basically made their own club. It was really cool. The music was&lt;br /&gt;loud, there were lights everywhere! It was awesome. After that for a while&lt;br /&gt;we sat around and stuff and then we ate, then went back to dancing. Parvaneh's&lt;br /&gt;brother asked me to dance a couple of times, whenever I was dancing with people&lt;br /&gt;I kept looking down because it was too awkward to look at their faces, idk why...&lt;br /&gt;I am just weird like that. After that they did the birthday cake and presents &lt;br /&gt;which took a while, I was just sitting there thinking. Although somethingg&lt;br /&gt;funny they did was when they figured out who's present the guy was opening&lt;br /&gt;he would get up and dance with them for a second. It was cool haha. After that&lt;br /&gt;some old man started singing and it was making me fall asleep...I mean, dude, it&lt;br /&gt;was 2:30AM already! Then after that we finally left and I slept in the car some.&lt;br /&gt;I got back and CRASHED! Didn't wake up until 11AM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day not much happened, I finished the 7th Harry Potter again. It got too&lt;br /&gt;intense to stop reading haha. Farideh, her husband, and Parnian came over for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;It was really funny because Farideh's husband went out to get lunch and on the plate&lt;br /&gt;was like, chicken, red cabbage, peppers, and cooked carrots. All of us were exchanging &lt;br /&gt;a lot of our food on our plates, it was cracking me up. I had like 4 cups of lemonade&lt;br /&gt;too. GAH I love homemade lemonade! After that for a bit, I was showing Farideh and&lt;br /&gt;Parnian my pictures on my computer which only really consisted of family and prom pictures.&lt;br /&gt;I then showed Parnian my music. I was excited she had heard of a lot of stuff on there, more&lt;br /&gt;than I expected. Then her and i played a few games of ERS. I won both times :) she doesn't&lt;br /&gt;cheat and that's why I am able to win haha the younger girls cheat a lot. After that Baba&lt;br /&gt;and I went to the airport in Esfahan. I am glad Sandra warned me about the seperation&lt;br /&gt;of women and men lines. The first line I went through, Ame Narges was there with me, but&lt;br /&gt;the second one I was alone and I told them I spoke English and it helped. We got on the plane,&lt;br /&gt;which was REALLY hot. It made me tired. They gave us food, which tasted like poo. And then we&lt;br /&gt;landed. We got our baggage and saw everyone here. There were a lot of people that greeted us&lt;br /&gt;at the airport! They gave us flowers too. It was cute, there was this little girl, I can't&lt;br /&gt;remember her name, but she loved me! She wanted to hold my hand on the way to the car and&lt;br /&gt;she wanted to ride with me. I gave her one of the little stuffed animals I bought, and she&lt;br /&gt;liked it haha she was very shy. We got to Ame Fatimeh's house and we ate...afterwards I was&lt;br /&gt;sooo full, I wanted to sleep, so I crashed in one of the rooms and then moved over to Baba's&lt;br /&gt;and my room. Haha I dreamt a lot about Buffy...it was funny haha. Anywho, that's all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-6104460431181961248?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/6104460431181961248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-8day-9-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/6104460431181961248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/6104460431181961248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-8day-9-in-iran.html' title='Day 8/Day 9 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-3049331791759846139</id><published>2010-07-14T07:25:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:26:09.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Day 7&lt;br /&gt;   Well as you know, last night we stayed at Farideh's. I woke up about 8&lt;br /&gt;and played a game of chess. I then went downstairs and Farideh had another&lt;br /&gt;headache, so I went upstairs to check my email, and then my uncle was on&lt;br /&gt;his way over to get us. We leave and come back here. We just kinda lounge&lt;br /&gt;around, I read some, played chess, listened to music, etc. Farzaneh and&lt;br /&gt;her kids then came over and the eldest had Eclipse on her laptop, and I &lt;br /&gt;really wanted to see it! So, I finally saw it! I must say, it wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Better than the other ones, but not super amazing. I would watch it again and&lt;br /&gt;enjoy it. I was shocked. I really hope the next one is amazing, because that&lt;br /&gt;was my favorite book of them all. I just completely forgot how cliche a lot&lt;br /&gt;of those movies are...there were a few parts I was like ...seriously? or&lt;br /&gt;that's so lameee. But overall, not too bad of a movie! After that, I came&lt;br /&gt;in Baba and my room and listened to music and played games again and read&lt;br /&gt;some more. I surprisingly didn't take a nap! It was a miracle! After Baba&lt;br /&gt;woke up, I got dressed up and stuff for going out with Parvaneh and Sahroosh.&lt;br /&gt;I went to their house and it was soo cute! I loved it! We then left and&lt;br /&gt;bought the dress that I tried on yesterday I liked for the birthday party&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow. We then went to Parvaneh's brother's house, well, her parents &lt;br /&gt;house, and hung out. We got there and sat around and stuff, I checked my&lt;br /&gt;email again, and then came back and everyone was sitting around talking.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't talk much, because they were all speaking in farsi. It was funny&lt;br /&gt;because at one point they asked how much farsi I knew, and I was telling&lt;br /&gt;them the English words I knew and I said "oh! I also know, go" and I was like&lt;br /&gt;ohh crap...because in farsi, go means shit. I was like waiiit! And they all&lt;br /&gt;laughed..it was funny but embarassing. After that we ate Pizza...which they&lt;br /&gt;still all eat with ketchup. Then they let me watch a movie while they played&lt;br /&gt;poker. I watched Zombieland...great movie :) then I watched them play poker&lt;br /&gt;for about an hour and then we left. OH! Parvaneh picked some roses out of &lt;br /&gt;their family's garden for me! They were purrrdy, it was really sweet of her&lt;br /&gt;:) anywho, it's like 2AM here...I am uber tired and I have a long night&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow...nightnight!&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-3049331791759846139?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/3049331791759846139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-7-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/3049331791759846139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/3049331791759846139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-7-in-iran.html' title='Day 7 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-9046367507910755338</id><published>2010-07-14T07:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:25:47.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Day 6&lt;br /&gt;   Today, woke up, took a shower, then we came to Farideh's for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;I checked my email, and came back down and we all just hung around. There&lt;br /&gt;was this little precious girl named Teena, she was such an adorable&lt;br /&gt;girl! She was probably like 3 or so. We then ate. We had Kabob and some&lt;br /&gt;type of Okra thing, but I hate okra, so I just had kabob. Everyone sat&lt;br /&gt;around and talked. They found something on TV, thank goodness it was&lt;br /&gt;in English. It was The Dead Zone, something like that. I watched it for&lt;br /&gt;a bit, but then I got sleepy, so I went to lay down for a nap. It took me&lt;br /&gt;an hour or an hour and a half to fall asleep. I was just laying there thinking&lt;br /&gt;some. &lt;br /&gt;   Farideh and Parnian woke me up. I only napped for an hour or and hour&lt;br /&gt;and a half...so I was really tired whenever they woke me up. They then&lt;br /&gt;showed Baba and me pictures from a long time ago. i was still kind of&lt;br /&gt;waking up, so I didn't seek as much enjoyment. After that we came&lt;br /&gt;downstairs and Parnian and I played ERS. OH! I had homemade lemonade.&lt;br /&gt;It was so yummy :) probably had about 5 cups of it, haha. Then we watched&lt;br /&gt;some CNN, and after about an hour we all went out. Parnian wanted me to&lt;br /&gt;try this Pomegranate Ice Cream...the stuff to go with it was VERY tart...&lt;br /&gt;it tasted bad lol. But the actual Ice cream itself was good :) then&lt;br /&gt;we pretty much went window shopping and everyone else got some ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to another little mall and got some pizza. Then Baba and I&lt;br /&gt;picked up some clothes so we could stay the night here. Now we are about&lt;br /&gt;to have some pizza and then go to sleep. The end!&lt;br /&gt;Shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-9046367507910755338?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/9046367507910755338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-6-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/9046367507910755338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/9046367507910755338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-6-in-iran.html' title='Day 6 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3069806558146619945.post-7485091283466500929</id><published>2010-07-14T07:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T07:25:23.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 in Iran</title><content type='html'>Day 5&lt;br /&gt;   Today was a pretty good day! Woke up and I didn't really eat&lt;br /&gt;breakfast because I am so freaking full from all the food we have&lt;br /&gt;been eating! I am sick of eating...I never thought the day would&lt;br /&gt;come for me to say that...anywho. I played some games on my laptop&lt;br /&gt;for a bit and listened to music. After doing that for a bit, Baba and&lt;br /&gt;I went to Farideh's and Parnian's and I checked my email and we hung&lt;br /&gt;around there for an hour or two. Whenever we were going inside though,&lt;br /&gt;Baba started coughing and heaving like he was going to throw up, and it&lt;br /&gt;really scared me...but once we got inside, he drank some water and was fine.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we left Farideh's and all went to Muzgan's for lunch. I was&lt;br /&gt;excited because we had Stumble :) the girls and I played some ERS too.&lt;br /&gt;It got intense, haha. After doing that for a while, I got sleepy and&lt;br /&gt;layed down for a nap. I couldn't sleep right off the bat, so I just&lt;br /&gt;layed there and thought about stuff for an hour or so, then I fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;   Once I woke up, I was kinda waking up and then Taranoom, Tara, and I&lt;br /&gt;played Dominos, that was fun! Then Taranoom played me at Chess...she&lt;br /&gt;creamed me..but I have been practicing! A lot! Then Tara challenged&lt;br /&gt;me at Connect Four...once I lost to her like 4 times, I realize I suck&lt;br /&gt;at those games, haha. Then after a bit, Sahroosh and Parvaneh came to&lt;br /&gt;get me so we could go shopping. They picked me up and we walked around&lt;br /&gt;and looked at a lot of cute stores. They have some REALLY cute clothes &lt;br /&gt;here! Because I wasn't dressed very cute, didn't have an appropriate bra&lt;br /&gt;to shop with, and have a big tummy now because of all the food I have&lt;br /&gt;been eating, it wasn't AS enjoyable to try on clothes, but it was still&lt;br /&gt;fun! They have a lot of designer stuff here! They said it's all way&lt;br /&gt;cheaper in China...looks like I need to make a trip there...we went to&lt;br /&gt;a Louie Vaton(sp??) store, and a bunch of other stores that had stuff&lt;br /&gt;like Chanel, LV, and D&amp;G. I got this one really cute shirt and I found&lt;br /&gt;one dress that I hadn't bought yet. Then they took me to dinner and it&lt;br /&gt;was this hotel and the top floor had a restaurant and it was rotating&lt;br /&gt;so you could see all of Esfahan. It was really pretty! The food was good&lt;br /&gt;too! They had like where you could get a plate of appetizer pretty much,&lt;br /&gt;I got some mashed potatoes and corn. It felt good to have the regular&lt;br /&gt;food that I eat at home, haha. I miss it! They told me about the kinds&lt;br /&gt;of things that they do at the parties here, and they said they drink&lt;br /&gt;a little, which I hope nobody tries to offer me anything...because that'd&lt;br /&gt;be awkward. Also I really hope that none of the men try going after me..&lt;br /&gt;that'd be scary and awkward too. I felt bad because they invited me to&lt;br /&gt;a friend's house and I said yes, but at the last minute, I changed my mind&lt;br /&gt;because I was so tired, and Parvaneh thought I wanted to leave because of&lt;br /&gt;the way she talked, which it wasn't at all! I felt terrible that they&lt;br /&gt;thought that at all, because I had so much fun with them! I was just &lt;br /&gt;super tired. I think they understood though. Anywho, I figured I would &lt;br /&gt;write before I crashed and I knew I would forget something, haha. Well that&lt;br /&gt;was Day 5!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shayda :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3069806558146619945-7485091283466500929?l=thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/feeds/7485091283466500929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-5-in-iran.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/7485091283466500929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3069806558146619945/posts/default/7485091283466500929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelastyear-shayda.blogspot.com/2010/07/day-5-in-iran.html' title='Day 5 in Iran'/><author><name>Shayda Mastali</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14062358785341448941</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11537200915828207963'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>