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  <pubDate>Sun, 28 Jan 2007 22:29:58 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>January 23/24 - First Day in Manchester</title>
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  <description>[Yes I know this is late but I only got my internet connection today =O]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00248.jpg&quot;&gt;On the 23rd morning, I was still packing because there are so much things I want to bring but I was only allowed 23kg of stuff in my luggage, so that means the spilt over will have to be stuffed and shoved into my backpack X_X&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00252.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got to the Pearson airport at around 2 and it was empty then, which was a good thing as I couldn&apos;t fit my carry-on luggage, my fat-ass backpack, into the metal slot my dad and I ended up repacking everything until it fits!! Chilled around until 5ish when I have to board my plane and I guess it&apos;s time to say bye to Toronto for 5ish months =,(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00254.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00250.jpg&quot;&gt; *prays that her luggage won&apos;t get lost or damaged*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plane was so cramped! It&apos;s three seat per column and so it was more cramped than the seat space on greyhound or via rail.  Oh why did I pick the window seat?! I have determined to not to go to the bathroom for the next 9 hours as my ultimate goal because it took me so long just to shove my backpack down in front of me and by then I could barely move, I really couldn&apos;t take climbing over two other people to and fro to get to the bathroom X_X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00259.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00260.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took forever until everyone has boarded and the plane still dallied around the airport to get something like anti-freeze on its wings.  The pilot commented on we will smell something weird because of it and it is no cause for alarm &amp;gt;.&amp;gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00261.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was quite bad and I even had to pay for my chocolate bar X_X &lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00264.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00266.jpg&quot;&gt;They played sucky movies on the plane (Charmed and the Invincible) and I couldn&apos;t fall asleep on the plane at all, it was horrible! I ended up not sleeping for 38 hours straights and hence jet lag wasn&apos;t a big problem for me.  I passed out later on for a minute or two but nothing fatal happened to me thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to stop over at Glasgow Scotland because it&apos;s like an airbus, some people get off there and more ppl get on from there =_= When I bought my ticket, the agent told me that I didn&apos;t have to deplane but turns out that they jacked up the security in England (wtf, I guess the United Kingdom is not that united afterall) and so I have to go through custom again and I wasn&apos;t allowed to bring any liquid over 100ml that isn&apos;t packed in clear resealable bags...bye bye 3 months worth of contact solutions and perfume =_=  By the time we get back on the plane to fly to Manchester, it was 8am GMT or 3am EST already and the good thing is that the sunrise was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00273.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00277.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00281.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00288.jpg&quot;&gt; (you can see the tips of some snowy mountains poking through the clouds if you look closely)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00299.jpg&quot;&gt; (what Manchester looks like from 3000 ft up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00303.jpg&quot;&gt; When I finally arrived at Manchester airport, custom didn&apos;t take that long and the immigration officer was quite quick too.  Getting back my luggage though was quite interesting.  It didn&apos;t take as long as I&apos;ve expected for it to come out but the thing is, it&apos;s 50lbs on a carousel belt.  I couldn&apos;t grab it on the first try and had to wait for it to come back my way because other people were in the way and none thought of giving me a hand. F*ckers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got outside, it was another problem waiting for me. What does the taxi in Manchester look like?? Can you point it out for me? &lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00302.jpg&quot;&gt; From the arrival guide provided, I know that the black cabs are pre-arranged and the yellow cabs are normal hail-able cabs. (but later my mentor told me that sometimes the &apos;black cabs&apos; aren&apos;t black but painted with different colours and they can be yellow too...bloody brits.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then finally, I got on one and it was quite amusing.  The driver is completely isolated from the passengers except for a slot for money transactions.  The passenger side has four seats (two to two) where two of them has to be flipped down if needed.&lt;img src=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00304.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;src img=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00305.jpg&quot;&gt;The first ### of miles is 2.50 pounds with each ###miles for additional 20p and each additional passenger/luggage is 20p also. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to my residence office, collect my keys and swipe card while carrying all my sh*t.  Thought the worst is behind me but it&apos;s only the beginning!! When I found my residence building (yes I got lost finding it because Jeannie is friggen direction-challenged and ended up in a place call the tree court &amp;gt;.&amp;gt;) I found out that this building of mine, where my room is on the 3rd floor, HAS NO ELEVATOR OR ESCALATORS OMGWTFBBQ!! The caretaker lady whom I&apos;ve bumped into opened the door for me but told me she&apos;s not allowed to touch my luggage so I can try and ask people to come down to help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my bigass luggage downstairs, I ran up 4 flights of stairs to try and find my room, but this is a very secure building... not only is the front door card accessed, even the hallways are locked!! Now I was given 3 keys and none of them work. Awesome! Knocked on the door, no one came out of their rooms =_= psh so I ran back down and decided to take on that 50lb of badassness by myself and haul it up 4 flights of hell.  Then I tried the door again and that&apos;s when i found out that the keys work upsidedown here!!! When I got in the hallway, this girl (Emma) came out and helped me to drag it to my room (yay finally someone nice!) and told me that the key that opened the hall way is also my room key. Upside down for the hall and rightside up for my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got in my room, it was like first year all over again.  My room is so small!! (Although I do have my own bathroom =)) It was oh so bare, the bathroom didn&apos;t even have toilet paper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;src img=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00306.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;src img=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00307.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;src img=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00308.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;src img=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00309.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;src img=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00310.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most important thing to me then was to hook up my computer but to my horror (no I&apos;m not being dramatic) I have NO INTERNET ACCESS AHHHHHHHH WTF! Good thing that I copied down my mentor&apos;s phone number just in case I got lost/kidnapped at the airport but guess what? THE PHONE DOESN&apos;T WORK!! I was about to pass out from lack of sleep and cry out from frustration and that&apos;s when I bumped into another flatmate James, when he told me that I need to BUY a phone card from the central office before I can make calls.  Wow, Canadian government...I miss you loads. 15 mins and 10pounds gone later, I&apos;m on the phone crying to my Mentor, who was very nice and came to my rescue in her very cute van.  She drove me to Asda-Walmart to pick up beddings, shampoo, food, pots and pans, towels etc. so I can actually live! &lt;src img=&quot;http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u288/JeanKwong/manchester%20jan%2023-24/DSC00311.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she came I thought I would shower to get rid of my fatigue but I forgot that I didn&apos;t even have shampoo to shower with T___________T That&apos;s when I became thankful of my Chinese habit to pocket hotel shampoos and soaps, God they were so handy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 8pm already and I haven&apos;t ate since 7am when they gave us a carrot muffin on the plane (ew!) I had two hot cross buns that I bought at Asda and decided to call it a day after some minimum unpacking.  The rest will just have to wait until tomorrow!</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 15 Sep 2006 04:33:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>CNA masq skit of me in domo&apos;s costume =D</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 19 Jul 2006 22:43:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pics from High Park Photoshoot &amp;lt;3</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.cosplay.com/photos/76/768459.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.cosplay.com/photos/76/765170.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.cosplay.com/photos/76/764574.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.cosplay.com/photos/75/759511.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never met so many crazy ppl at once in my life, it was so friggin cool to hang out with them =D</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 22 Jun 2006 03:59:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Make over =D  --&amp;gt; A big sister&apos;s lament</title>
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  <description>So yeah, tonight was my sister&apos;s gr.8 grad dance *sheds a tear* I remember when I was in her shoes 8 yrs ago T______T *feels old*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, I promised that I would help her with her makeup and hair and so I decided to show you some before and after pictures since they are so amusing XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://x61.xanga.com/979a244a2373261754863/w41389711.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Graddance0003&quot; style=&quot;width:600px&quot; /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://x61.xanga.com/979a244a2373261754863/w41389711.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Graddance0003&quot; style=&quot;width:600px&quot; /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://x9b.xanga.com/5b5a554579d3561754856/w41389706.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Graddance0002&quot; style=&quot;width:450px&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after she saw what happened to her hair she wanted to kill me and kick me (well she did kick me XD but I was too busy laughing to dodge)  She is all smiles though after I was finish with my masterpiece =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://x19.xanga.com/e5ea47451043461754868/w41389715.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;xGraddance0006&quot; style=&quot;width:480px&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I did a pretty good job =D let alone the fact that she now looks older than me (she also freaked when I found a strand of white hair on her hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* my little sister is all grown up ;_; she just finished telling me about the many slow dances and the many little boys whom she has danced with.  I -am- getting old =_=.&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jun 2006 22:13:23 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Photoshoot - White Rose</title>
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  <description>My hunny took me out on an outdoor photoshoot session *hearts* unfortunately that day was as hot as hell and after a mere 20 minutes of it, I was about to melt + dying from grass allergy + close to getting a sunstroke.  but for all it&apos;s worth, here are some of the photos from that day ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://x38.xanga.com/4f3a2156c6d3261495466/w41220846.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;small IMG_3652&quot; style=&quot;width:400px&quot; /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://x34.xanga.com/60ca075a49d3061495461/w41220843.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;thumb5&quot; style=&quot;width:600px&quot; /&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://xdc.xanga.com/941a111ad463161324833/w41106038.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;thumb2&quot; style=&quot;width:400px&quot; /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;</description>
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  <lj:music>My Chemical Romance - Devil in a midnight mass</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 09 Apr 2006 14:21:02 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stealing quizzes again</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;&quot; width=&quot;250&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;black&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#CCCCCC&quot;&gt;&lt;h3 style=&quot;margin: 0; border: 0;&quot;&gt;Your Slanguage Profile&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#D1D1D1&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canadian Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 100%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#D6D6D6&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New England Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DBDBDB&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prison Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DFDFDF&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victorian Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#E4E4E4&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aussie Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#E9E9E9&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;British Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Southern Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatslanguagedoyouspeakquiz/&quot;&gt;What Slanguage Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err...wth i speak all slanguages =O</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 24 Mar 2006 03:33:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Exam stress + the BF</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been doing worse and worse in school gah... the stress is almost unbearable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides school, I&apos;ve only had one interview so far while most of the ppl in my program have had tons if they haven&apos;t landed an Ibank job already.  But my interview is with Nelvana, and it&apos;s like the dream job for me.  Brand manager intern for animations in U.S and Japan, please please lemme have that job T_T  I will have to wait one more week til the results come out since my interviewer (also the VP of Business Development) had to fly to Japan for a trade show, I asked him to see if he can bring Dr. Slump to Canada (on YTV or Teletoon).  If he can that would be like omg awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amidst of all this stress and chaos, I&apos;ve grew reliant on a new pillar of hope and strength.  Good thing or bad thing, I do not know.  I get too sensitive at times but being such a good boyfriend like he is, he has all the patience in the world for me =X and he&apos;s such a romantic...gets me teared up every time ;_;  And if you are&apos;t shivering already from the sappyness, here&apos;s a video that he uploaded to make up for something he said wrong...how can I stay mad at him? *hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://youtube.com/watch?v=oDOG4uLtDgo&quot;&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=oDOG4uLtDgo&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 19 Feb 2006 04:30:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>lol here goes my &apos;artistic talent&apos;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/offcosplay/toasthead.jpg&quot;&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/offcosplay/toasthead.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/offcosplay/incriminatingevidence.jpg&quot;&gt;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/offcosplay/incriminatingevidence.jpg&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 14 Feb 2006 21:54:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Stealing other ppl&apos;s quizes =D</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;350&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#EEEEEE&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font face=&quot;Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif&quot; style=&quot;color:black; font-size: 14pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Candy Heart Says &quot;First Kiss&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/first-kiss.jpg&quot; height=&quot;100&quot; width=&quot;100&quot;&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re a true romantic who brings an innocent hope to each new relationship.&lt;br /&gt;You see the good in every person you date, and you relish each step of falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your ideal Valentine&apos;s Day date: a romantic dinner your sweetie cooks for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your flirting style: friendly and sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What turns you off: cynics who don&apos;t believe in romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why you&apos;re hot: you always keep the romance alive&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourcandyheartsayquiz/&quot;&gt;What Does Your Candy Heart Say?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And WHOA YVONNE I HAVE A SECRET CRUSH ON U!!&lt;br /&gt;Kim has crabs? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align=&quot;center&quot; name=&quot;valentinestable&quot; width=&quot;450&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot; style=&quot;color: black; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;tr height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.quizuniverse.com/result_images/valentineheart.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;4&quot;&gt;Dear Cupid,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year, I&apos;ve had my ups and downs in the love department.&lt;br&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;Chibi-girl&lt;/font&gt; showed me their superfluous third nipple then started gesturing at it.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;Keitaro-kun&lt;/font&gt; and I went to the public restrooms and hooked up through the stall.&lt;br&gt;I got crabs from &lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;Selphie84&lt;/font&gt;... so I picked them out and put them in an envelope and returned them.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;5&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;So as you can see it&apos;s been a hectic year.  Can you please make &lt;font color=&quot;red&quot;&gt;Chibi-girl&lt;/font&gt; hook up with me this Valentine&apos;s day?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;avelia&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;5&quot; valign=&quot;bottom&quot;&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #FFFFFF;&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;5&quot; style=&quot;background: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color: red;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizuniverse.com/quiz.php?id=46&quot;&gt;Take this Quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style=&quot;color: red;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizuniverse.com&quot;&gt;QuizUniverse.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style=&quot;background: #FFFFFF;&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; colspan=&quot;5&quot; style=&quot;background: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color: red;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=76&quot;&gt;( or, take the &apos;clean&apos; version&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style=&quot;color: red;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.quizgalaxy.com&quot;&gt;QuizGalaxy.com )&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr height=&quot;10&quot;&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 05 Dec 2005 19:56:07 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ok...wtf?!</title>
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  <description>&lt;table width=&quot;500&quot; style=&quot;border:1px solid black; background-color:white; color:black;&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/santa.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Dear Santa...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear Santa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This year I&apos;ve been busy!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;In August I bought porn for &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_heki&apos; lj:user=&apos;heki&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://heki.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://heki.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;heki&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-10 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In January I gave &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_lordbarros&apos; lj:user=&apos;lordbarros&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://lordbarros.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://lordbarros.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;lordbarros&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; a kidney &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(1000 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In May I committed genocide... Sorry about that, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_snukz&apos; lj:user=&apos;snukz&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://snukz.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://snukz.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;snukz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-5000 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  Last Wednesday I ruled Asscrackistan as a cruel and heartless dictator &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-700 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  In February I had a shoot-out with rival gang lords on the 5 near LA &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-76 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Overall, I&apos;ve been &lt;b&gt;naughty&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-3&quot; color=&quot;gray&quot;&gt;(-4786 points)&lt;/font&gt;.  For Christmas I deserve &lt;b&gt;a lump of coal&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br&gt;Avelia&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://triggur.org/dearsanta/&quot;&gt;Write your letter to Santa!  Enter your LJ username:&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;uname&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Write Santa!&quot;&gt;&lt;/form&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 08 Oct 2005 02:08:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>An update? Not really....</title>
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  <description>&lt;img src=&quot;http://images.quizilla.com/C/caz15th/1127562866_Friendship.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;Friendship&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt; Friendship- &lt;/b&gt; Your inner power is&lt;br&gt;Friendship! Your friends mean everything to&lt;br&gt;you, as you do to them. You are generally a&lt;br&gt;happy, laid back person who anyone can&lt;br&gt;approach. You love more than anything to make&lt;br&gt;new friends and hang out with your old ones.&lt;br&gt;Everyone generally loves you for being such an&lt;br&gt;awesome, cheerful person. You have heaps of&lt;br&gt;close friends, and can think of nothing better&lt;br&gt;to chat on the phone for hours with them, or&lt;br&gt;hang out with them whenever you can. Youd die&lt;br&gt;to protect your friends from harm, and are&lt;br&gt;always there for them, no matter what. Life for&lt;br&gt;you is just a breeze, with the friends you&lt;br&gt;have, life is all but perfect. And if you are&lt;br&gt;ever brought down, like youd do for them, your&lt;br&gt;friends would just pick you right back up&lt;br&gt;again, and be there for you no matter what. You&lt;br&gt;have a positive outlook on life, and people&lt;br&gt;love to be around you because of your joyful,&lt;br&gt;bouncy nature. You probably love a good joke&lt;br&gt;and tease your friends until they are bright&lt;br&gt;red, but they love you all the same. Good on&lt;br&gt;you for being so positive! With your attitude,&lt;br&gt;and all your friends, life for you were usually&lt;br&gt;be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Boy/Girl who will sweep you off your feet: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;The guy/girl who feels like the best friend in&lt;br&gt;the world. The two of you would be able to talk&lt;br&gt;about anything together. He/She would probably&lt;br&gt;be your friend first before you fell for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Your stone/jewel: &lt;/b&gt; Emerald&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Your power: &lt;/b&gt;  Friendship. The ability to&lt;br&gt;make friends with anyone, and to soothe old&lt;br&gt;rivalry so that peace and friendship upholds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Your element: &lt;/b&gt;  Water&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; A quote that applies to you: &lt;/b&gt;  Everyone&lt;br&gt;hears what you say. Friends listen to what you&lt;br&gt;say. Best friends listen to what you don&apos;t say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com/users/caz15th/quizzes/What&amp;#39;s%20your%20inner%20power%3F%20(Girls%20only%20sorry.%20Beautiful%20anime%20pictures%2C%20lengthy%20results)/&quot;&gt; What&apos;s your inner power? (Girls only sorry. Beautiful anime pictures, lengthy results)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;-2&quot;&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href=&quot;http://quizilla.com&quot;&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 10 May 2005 04:48:16 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Progress X_X</title>
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  <description>recently the sewing machine has became my new best friend. sad =_= and i&apos;m turning into a blob due to lack of exercise T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result? 2 80% completed crappy costumes T_T Life is not fair, how i wish my costumes would unshittify themselves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/Offgallery/IMG_0172.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol my parents are ready to kick me out of the house for taking over their house with my cosplay crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y10/Offgallery/tease.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;Image hosted by Photobucket.com&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes this one is a bit of a tease but the top looks way too fucked up.  I will post the finished pics later when i&apos;m satisfied....this mite never happen tho =_=</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 30 Apr 2005 03:33:33 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dramatic/Traumatic Weekend</title>
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  <description>This is the last time I want to retell my tale of horror, coz it&apos;s not pleasant and I want to forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, 4 of my friends came all the way from Toronto to London to help me pack and move.  They planned to stay for 2 nights, since they want to have fun as well.  As a polite gesture, I informed the guy who lives in the basement, the landlord&apos;s nephew.  He said no, because his mother from China came over to visit about a month ago and that she won&apos;t allow it.  I said, &quot;I&apos;m telling you as a polite gesture.  They are coming over on wednesday to help me move and that&apos;s that.  I&apos;m simply informing you, not asking you.&quot; Then he went on about how his uncle owns the house and that I have no rights.  Apparently they have this mindset where it doesn&apos;t matter if you have pay them rent or not, you are still &apos;living under their roof&apos;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drama unfolds on the night of wednesday, after we have came back from bubble tea.  To be exact, it was Thursday morning as it happened at 1am.  Since my friend who drove here had to make 2 trips to drive my other friends back home, she drove me and another person back first.  I left the driver with the door key, hoping that they can come in without causing any direct confrontations. The landlord&apos;s nephew&apos;s mother, who shall now be known as &apos;the lady&apos; (a far stretch but meh), sat in the living room and giving us death glares.  We ignored her and proceed upstairs.  Shortly after I went back to my room to pack, the landlord&apos;s nephew Wei, came into my room and said &apos;they cannot stay&apos;.  I said that we are not bothering them and that we will be gone in 2 days. He said no and that he will call the police if he has to, so I told him to go ahead.  A few minutes later I heard a lot of screaming and shouting downstairs so I went to see what was happening.  And there she was, the lady stood at the door, yelling and raving like a maniac. Yelling in mandarin saying &quot;I won&apos;t let them in I won&apos;t let them in&quot;. I ran and grabbed my cellphone, and told them if they touch my friends, I will take their asses to court. Wei, busy holding his insane mother back, said childishly &quot;she didn&apos;t touch them, go away!&quot; Ignoring the non-sense and turned my attention to the picture as a whole: 1am in the morning + exam period + student populated neighbourhood + 1 ruckus causing madwoman.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;tell her to shut up or else I&apos;ll call the cops.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;and my friends said that the cops were already here, excellent. I proceed to walk pass the two wrestling mother and child, eager to talk to the police who might be the only sensible &apos;adult&apos; who I can talk to.  And as I walk out the door, I faintly heard the mother and son still screaming &quot;we didn&apos;t sign contract.....&quot; &quot;I don&apos;t care, my house, let them arrest me...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;After I finish telling the police my side of the story, Wei came and pretty much repeated my story, emphasizing that the house is his uncles, his mother is his uncle&apos;s sister in law etc.&lt;br /&gt;The police told him that my guests are upstairs in my room and my roomates&apos; rooms, it&apos;s reasonable for them to come and help me move since I&apos;m from out of town.  It is also reasonable for them to stay for 2 nights since it won&apos;t be possible to pack and move everything in one day.  Later he also added on that the lady is also a guest at the house, she has no rights to intrude on other people&apos;s business. &quot;tell her to get her nose out of other people&apos;s business. It&apos;s nice for her to visit you, you should show her around, Niagara falls would be a good place.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;After we all got back into the house, Wei was like &quot;oh...I don&apos;t know that you didn&apos;t need my permission....I didn&apos;t call the cops to drive you guys out, I only wanted to ask them a question (bullshit), sorry about that.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;fair enough, if you are reasonable to me, I will also show you some respect. So after a calm exchange, he went back to the basement and we went back up stairs. I was relieved and the night was peaceful once more.&lt;br /&gt;However, this wasn&apos;t the end.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, one of my roomate was waiting for the moving company to arrive to help her move, but they turned out to be 5 hrs late. I went down, fixed my friends some breakfast and waited with her to see if she needs my help or not. Then the lady came upstairs, and said &quot;give me back my plate, Wei bought it last yr...(etc) my other bowls are missing too ...(etc, insert highpitch yells and dirty looks here and there)&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;those are my plates....I bought them in Toronto...&quot;&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t want to repeat every detail because they were so minimal. So I will jump to the point where I emptied out my containers filled with THEIR junk (known as food to them) and I was washing the containers.  She continued on yelling beside me, accusing me of theft and insults me and my parents.  Patients and good manners only go so far, so I looked her in the eye and called her a &apos;put fu&apos; which roughly translates to mad gabbling middleage woman.  She screamed even louder and yells back, insults and curses somemore, they roughly relates to I have no respect nor manners, my parents are bad for not teaching me manners and that I will never get married etc. (because of one plate, I was cursed/blessed with being eternally single)&lt;br /&gt;Insulting me is one thing, but dragging my friends/parents into it pushed me over. I won&apos;t start shit up but when you oversteps the line, I will give you hell.  I lost my cool and insulted her right back how if her logic works, then she is shittier than my parents because I turned out better than her son who was addicted to gambling, lost 10k at casinos and got kicked out of university.  she countered by &apos;that&apos;s his problem&apos; (great theory lady!) she went on to say how she cleaned those containers and she has the right to use them and that I never wash my dishes. Bull, we (my roomates and I) always wash our stuff and theirs if they are in the sink, even during exam times, they will be sitting in the sink for no more than 2 days. However they always leave our stuff and clean what they&apos;ve used. So i told her that &quot;1, I didn&apos;t ask you to wash them; 2, washing them doesn&apos;t give u the rights to use/own them; 3, Wei left his stuff in the sink for more than a week before I couldn&apos;t stand it and told him to wash them out.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what that (sexist arrogant barbaric communist) lady said? &quot;that&apos;s different, he&apos;s a guy and you&apos;re a girl.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;It pains me to say that I&apos;m ashamed of being Chinese, shares the same heritage as the mad babbling goon before me.&lt;br /&gt;All the while, one of my girl friends were beside me, helping me to fend off insults after insults.&lt;br /&gt;the lady yelled &quot;shut up! you have no rights to speak. You are not worthy to talk to me.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;who the fuck you think you are??&quot; I yelled. A middle aged, barbaric sexist uneducated woman said &apos;how dare you talk to me?&apos; to a university student who is also an independent young woman.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Jean why are you still washing the containers?? Let her do it, she made them dirty!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I don&apos;t care, I just want them back&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&apos;ll help.&quot; and she ringed a wet dirty table cloth into one of the bowls with junk (or otherwise known as food to them).&lt;br /&gt;The lady jumped up and followed with louder (if possible) screams. I could no longer make out what she was saying as my mandarin is not good enough to decode mad gabbles.&lt;br /&gt;My friend, not afraid of her, stood her ground and stared her right in the eye &quot;if these are yours then you should put them away or clean them out yourself!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;WHAM!&quot; the lady slapped her across the face.&lt;br /&gt;my roomate, her friend and I jumped on them to pull them a part after my friend yelled &quot;How dare you hit me?!?!&quot; and slapped her right back.  The lady still wouldn&apos;t let go of her and  tried to kick her.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Get off of my friend or I will call the cops again!&quot; I yelled.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Go ahead, let them come! I don&apos;t give a crap!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;So I did, filed for an assault and battery after waiting for 5 minutes before someone picks up.  Makes me feel so secured thinking what if I was in a more deadly situation.&lt;br /&gt;The police came about 15 minutes later (=_=).  Wei came back before the police did and was rather stunned by what happened especially after I told him, in a dead serious voice that, I will take her to court if I have to. Also educating him on the Charters of Rights and Freedom after he tried to lure my roomates into talking one on one with him. &quot;Everyone has the right to remain silent until receiving legal advice from lawful agents.  Trying to influence the witness is also a criminal offence for your information.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;He also tried to get me to drop the issue by saying how he&apos;s sorry and his mom is sorry (bull, since I can still hear her screaming &quot;let them arrest me!&quot; inthe background), and things need not to get so serious. I replied by &quot;I&apos;ve called the cops already, they are coming and we can settle things when they are here.  I have no problem taking her to court.  This is Canada and she must obey it or go back to China where no human rights exist and law exists only for the protection of those who are powerful and corrupted.&lt;br /&gt;When the police came, they were annoyed.  the cops came twice in a day for two frivolous claims.&lt;br /&gt;The lady came out screaming at them in mandarin, along with that bowl and a dirty table cloth, imitating how my friend squeezed dirty water into it.  Wei translated to them.&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Still, no matter what, she cannot hit someone else. Plus, looking at that, I would think it&apos;s garbage and I would&apos;ve done the same thing at my home if I was washing dishes. It is not a reason to hit someone.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;...etc (Don&apos;t remember much coz one of the cops was really hot, and I was busy crying and admiring him at the same time XD)&lt;br /&gt;&quot;We can lay a charge down now and take her away but then you girls will have to come back to london for court. That won&apos;t solve anything.  So you guys just go to your farewell dinner and have fun, don&apos;t let this ruin your last day in London.  Let us know if anything like this happens again or there are property damages. You (Wei) should let your mother know, make sure she fully understands, that she is at the brink of being in jail.  Under normal circumstances, we would have taken her away but right now we are using our discretion to give her a break.  However if we have to come back again, someone is going to jail.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;They are so cool.&lt;br /&gt;So, we did what they told us to do and followed our original plan to go to Wendy&apos;s house for swimming.  I also borrowed her kitchen to cook dinner as I have packed most of my stuff already. It was really fun and relaxing to swim around and lay in the hot tube, eventhough it was my first time in a bikini (I forgot my bathing suit and had to borrow wendy&apos;s) Felt fat compared to Kitty and Wendy&apos;s model figures.&lt;br /&gt;We came back to the house late evening while some of them napped on my bed as my roomate and I watched some anime before going to the club.&lt;br /&gt;It was ok at the club, the same old tho...cold floor, grabbed a drink, danced on the floor as people started to pour in.  I got bored half way and sat down to reflect. It&apos;s sad but I&apos;m growing tired of clubbing, it no longer appeals to me O.o&lt;br /&gt;Today, my dad came to pick me up and moved the stuff back home, a real home with no more screaming and elders can be reasoned with.  (Much love and thanks go out to all my friends, yvonne, cha, coles, aaron, jean tian, wendy and kitty who helped to help me pack and haul stuff into the car. My dad said you guys saved half of his back. The other half is because he had to move the boxes into the garage back home.)&lt;br /&gt;The curtain falls and hopes all the unhappy memories will go away in time.  Although I never got my appology letter that i&apos;ve asked for because Wei doesn&apos;t know how to write one (so much for university and college education), all I ask for is for them to leave me and my friends alone. I&apos;m sick of drama but if they do step on my tail again, I won&apos;t be afraid to exercise my rights.&lt;br /&gt;Kitty still has to go back tomorrow to movethe rest of her stuff, God bless her and hope that they won&apos;t take it out on her.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 24 Mar 2005 06:18:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/&quot; target=&quot;new&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/good.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://home.att.net/~slugbutter/evil/&quot; target=&quot;new&quot;&gt;How evil are &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stole that from winnie lol it&apos;s utter bullshit XD</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 22 Mar 2005 20:40:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Nerddddddddddddd</title>
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  <description>hee hee Kim always have teh awesome quizzes ^_^ *steals*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form name=&quot;quizform&quot; target=&quot;_new&quot; action=&quot;http://www.kwiz.biz/showquiz.php?quizid=10411&quot; method=&quot;post&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=&quot;1&quot; bordercolor=&quot;#000000&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#90D599&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot;&gt;
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Mar 2005 19:44:39 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Can&apos;t bring me down =P</title>
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  <description>&lt;table style=&quot;font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; border-collapse: collapse; border: 1px solid black;&quot; cellspacing=&quot;0&quot; cellpadding=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;form action=&quot;http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1074731062&quot; method=&quot;POST&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th colspan=&quot;2&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Dance the night away by &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.freewebs.com/karchan/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;karchan85&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;Name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;text&quot; name=&quot;Name&quot; value=&quot;Jeannie&quot; size=&quot;20&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;What you Look like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img144.exs.cx/img144/9229/43270spinning1nk.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#333333&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #FFFFFF;&quot;&gt;The Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=&quot;#DDDDAA&quot; style=&quot;border: 1px solid black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000000;&quot;&gt;Pop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;un&quot; value=&quot;karchan85&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;hidden&quot; name=&quot;meme&quot; value=&quot;1074731062&quot;&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;input type=&quot;submit&quot; value=&quot;Fill Out Your Answers and Try it!&quot;&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan=&quot;2&quot; align=&quot;center&quot; bgcolor=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;-1&quot; color=&quot;#FFFFFF&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://memegen.net/&quot;&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#DDDD88&quot;&gt;Quiz created with MemeGen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O I look like a dork XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;key things:&lt;br /&gt;1. couple of days I go, I got po&apos;ed at ebay for delisting my items due to some dumbass rules and to counter that, I went down to the ministry of finance to register Objective: Free Fantasy Cosplay.  It is now a registered business partnership, and much love to all who supported me in this instead of calling me crazy =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sick as hell, ever since reading week when I chugged down that frozen yogurt with Kitty in the middle of winter =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Wanting to get a table at artist alley with a friend, we&apos;re all getting way too excited about it =D We&apos;re planning a major slumber party after finals where we just stay in London for a few more days and do nothing but sew sew sew XD I love girls without bfs or just lives in general =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Got my Mary Kay package, now an independent beauty consultant with them =O Talk to me if u want a free facial =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Almost got scammed by some fucktard on ebay, hopefully I won&apos;t get screwed over for that.  Why are ppl targetting me? Meh, they&apos;re horribly wrong if they think they can get me down like that *shrugs*</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 11 Feb 2005 17:42:55 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>ha, still very asian ^^</title>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2005 04:11:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>The Banquet was great!</title>
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  <description>lol the banquet was 2 days ago, but i only had a grand total of 3 hrs of sleep over two days, so I&apos;m still trying to catch up on precious sleep =&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;RECAP OF THE BEST AND WORST WEEKEND:&lt;br /&gt;Friday - Mike was suppose to arrive friday nite but he missed the bus =( made me extremely sad...&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - The PA:RR boyz came at around 5pm, quickly fixed them something to chow on and turned on &apos;Kung Fu Hustle&apos; for them before I had to go write my macro exam X_X  Fortunately it went better than I thought.  After my exam, Mike finally arrived. All of us including Kitty and her beau went to play bowling/pools, it was quite cool but I was so damn tired. So we got back home at around 2am?? And then Mike and I spent some time together to talk things out, and I&apos;m glad we did.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday - Haha, this is where the fun kicks in.  On sunday morning, after rushing everyone to chow down some hobo breakfast, we hurriedly rush to take the bus to go to Best Western to decorate the banquet hall. While I was busy bossing ppl around and making decisions on the spot, the guys were very helpful with everything =D and I didn&apos;t say anything then, but Mike plays really nice piano ^^&lt;br /&gt;At night, the banquet was great but I was soooo busy running errands that I didn&apos;t get to enjoy the good food and good company. However, later that night when everything started to settle down, we took some wonderful pictures and danced to the awesome mix created by Chauncey =D And of course, the boyz were great with the glowsticks, totally helped me out in selling glows lol&lt;br /&gt;Mike and I got back lateee in the night coz i had to clean up X_X the tragedy of being SE director T_T The boyz got hungry so i fixed cha with cup noodles while the others went to MacD&apos;s drivethru...or shall I say WALKED through MacD&apos;s drivethru to get burgers lol.&lt;br /&gt;Took a shower and slept for an hr while Mike was using my comp to finish his assignment at 3:30 in the morning lol, and I pretty much didn&apos;t sleep at all that night.&lt;br /&gt;Then at 6am, I dragged my fatigue and sore body up to go to the station with mike and said bye =&amp;lt; so sad, miss him already lol&lt;br /&gt;So I&apos;m fully expecting that I failed on the exam that I had to write on the same day at 1pm T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, it was a very memorable weekend =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v606/offcosplay/banq2005/IMG_1903.jpg&quot;&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 05 Feb 2005 00:19:42 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Upset</title>
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  <description>I really dunno what to write, but i just need a place to let out my emotions.&lt;br /&gt;I got my hopes up, but...should&apos;ve seen it coming, nothing really goods ever comes my way. I thought i made a decision, I thought I was ready to give it another try, but after tonite, after that call, made me realize that I will be disappointed either way in the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will there never be someone who wouldn&apos;t disappoint me? who would truly care about me to go that extra mile for me? I feel like I&apos;m always the one giving, but never received anything, except for pain and dissappointment.  Is it that hard to have my feelings reciprocate back to me? I don&apos;t think I&apos;m asking too much...all I know is, if I truly had my mind on something/someone, it would always be on my mind and as long as it&apos;s something I can control, I would never be the one who disappoints.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry may not make sense, coz i&apos;m truly upset right now.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 28 Jan 2005 22:33:35 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Human for sale??</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.humanforsale.com&quot; title=&quot;How much am I worth?&quot;&gt;I am worth $1,745,630.00 on HumanForSale.com&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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  <lj:mood>sleepy</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 27 Jan 2005 14:31:51 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Worst night ever</title>
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  <description>the fight btw two group of my friends has gone on long enough. not only are they acting like kids, but they have completely disregarded my feelings, or the feelings of everyone else who wants to be friends with both sides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&apos;m seriously considering leaving cosplay</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 18 Jan 2005 21:04:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tired</title>
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  <description>I&apos;ve been so deprived of sleep. So tired, so stressed.  There are times when those factors don&apos;t matter much though, the magic of talking to someone that makes life seems rosier. Then there are the times when everything comes crashing down...yet...&lt;br /&gt;u know how sometimes u put a bandaid over a wound to make it heal faster and in the end it hurts so much to peel that bandaid off? I think that best describes my feelings right now.  Why can&apos;t I say this to you in person? I don&apos;t know...I really don&apos;t.&lt;br /&gt;Having you grow on me, day by day, brings warmth to my heart...yet on the otherhand, I clearly know that it&apos;ll just hurt that much more when it&apos;s over. I know that for a fact, since I can feel it already...</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 21:16:26 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>y are guys so dense =_= they can&apos;t tell when i&apos;m annoyed even with indications as: &quot;I&apos;ll block you&quot; &quot;&amp;gt;=(&quot; &quot;&amp;gt;=(!!&quot; &quot;I&apos;m not gonna talk to you&quot; and they can still continue to joke around.&lt;br /&gt;screw this, being single is so much better, one less thing to worry about!</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2005 05:26:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>BAH</title>
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  <description>Busy with the CSA election campaign, planning of the banquet, studying for exams, and progressing through this massive business project. I&apos;m so totally stressed out...&lt;br /&gt;I need a hug =( yet...my emotional problems just doesn&apos;t do well with relationships....it&apos;s almost like it&apos;s unavoidable to get upset over minimal things and he wouldn&apos;t notice it until I get very annoyed and aggitate....&lt;br /&gt;Just like with my ex, same situations and same feelings....it sux...it really sux...&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m torn...I just wish I can be happy...</description>
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  <lj:mood>moody</lj:mood>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Jan 2005 16:42:41 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I&apos;m old =_=</title>
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