<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736</id><updated>2011-07-07T16:09:37.819-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cake, Cookies, or ice-Cream? Hard choice!!</title><subtitle type='html'>Cake in ice-cream? or ice-cream in cake? which is better? the junkeroo monster will answer that =) both are to die for but cake in ice-cream's better than ice-cream cake =)
Opps I forgot chocolate but then I think I won't die without it. Granted it makes people happy but I'll take ice-CREAM over chocolate any day</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>166</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6299716291288721577</id><published>2009-10-13T12:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T12:38:53.058-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>All I ask is for ONE decent conversation. One just ONE fricking decent conversation... could you give me that? Or should I not even bother?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6299716291288721577?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6299716291288721577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6299716291288721577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6299716291288721577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6299716291288721577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/10/all-i-ask-is-for-one-decent.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-4507964460571299686</id><published>2009-09-26T23:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T23:54:12.583-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Two things I realized yesterday, first a nightmare is usually the sign of a crappy ass day. Second, spontaneity really is a strength of character that few can claim they have. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other random rambles, anyone who thinks Beyonce is fat should seriously consider taking up dance, getting as good as she is and then rethink her being fat, or untalented for that matter. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-4507964460571299686?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4507964460571299686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=4507964460571299686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4507964460571299686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4507964460571299686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/09/two-things-i-realized-yesterday-first.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-3115161643269372993</id><published>2009-08-23T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T08:59:09.979-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So fricking tired of living the life I pretend to live. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-3115161643269372993?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3115161643269372993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=3115161643269372993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3115161643269372993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3115161643269372993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-fricking-tired-of-living-life-i.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6417957622197457027</id><published>2009-06-23T13:25:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T13:49:57.419-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;CHICAGO!! (A prior typed email and photos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I was there from thursday till Sunday and it was pretty good. Din had class till thursday afternoon so we (us and another couple) left like at 5ish and went to factory outlets that were a little away from Chicago.  And I left with a black dress that looks more like a shirt but extended and heels. Then we got in to Chicago quite late and ate dinnner at chinatown where they had really big portions. And by the time we got back and checked in it was about midnight.  Then the next day we woke up and ate hot dogs for breakfast and went to check out the chicago theater and get tickets for just for laughs for that night (which we walked pass on the first night we were heading to the hotel) cuz a comedian that din likes was hosting the show and the rest of the comedians were pretty funny too. We had box seats which were quite fun and not too far away from the front. Oh we bough popcorn and brough it in. Supposed to be pretty famous popcorn that ppl travel the country to get but I thought it was entirely to buttery on top of the flavour (caremel and cheese not together of course). After the show we headed to this famous deep dish pizza place that I would go there to try once but not good enough for me to return or recommend. It's different and really deep but the wait is about 45 mins to an hour from the time you order the pizza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEQr0bXwyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pH_g3J94DXo/s1600-h/IMG_0577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEQr0bXwyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pH_g3J94DXo/s400/IMG_0577.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350576177286726434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkERKmkYxoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EKBkbJUvsgk/s1600-h/IMG_0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkERKmkYxoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/EKBkbJUvsgk/s320/IMG_0581.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350576706142389890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway the second day we went to this place called millenium park where theres this silver bean that reflects everything... and a fountain with two screens where there are a million children playing ... anyway the screens are like two brick walls that show a face and sit out water at the mouth area. The kids were elated when the mouth poured water out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkERjlQkLuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GKwl05M0MDI/s1600-h/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkERjlQkLuI/AAAAAAAAAH0/GKwl05M0MDI/s400/IMG_0637.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350577135287545570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkESnRL74LI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IBVckQsI1d8/s1600-h/Copy+of+IMG_0656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkESnRL74LI/AAAAAAAAAH8/IBVckQsI1d8/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0656.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350578298130522290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that we went to hunt down the Threadless store and I forgot to bring the stupid guide book along with us so I got gen to google it for me but she gave me the address to the business office and we only found that out after we walked an hour or so to find the place. Actually I had a sneaking suspicion that it was wrong when we got off at the stop the guide book told us to get off at but the lady who worked at the station gave us directions to go down a few more stations cuz it was no where near the first stop. So after an eternity and finding out it was the business address, we went back to the first stop we were at and I googled it on my phone... So after another eternity of walking, we finally get there and I am so DEAD TIRED but I am also dead set on leaving with something just cuz I spent an eternity looking for the bloody shop! So I got this blue shirt that has a fat man holding balloons of animals... its cuter than it sounds haha it was either that or a girl holding a sheet on a white shirt. Hold on let me find pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/product/987/The_Helium_Menagerie" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.threadless.com/&lt;wbr&gt;product/987/The_Helium_&lt;wbr&gt;Menagerie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/product/1890/White_as_a_Sheet" target="_blank"&gt;http://www.threadless.com/&lt;wbr&gt;product/1890/White_as_a_Sheet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;So essentially, how it works is they have ppl submit their designs and those that win are sold in the shop on friday and then online on Monday. Anyway then after that we went to this place called Navy pier for dinner at buba gump and then fireworks and ice cream =P I got A LOT of really bad shots and some good ones and there was this really cute smiley face fireworks shot that I got =P And then by the time we got back I was so tired all I wanted to do was sleep and never be woken up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkETI5ytO2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/BHxZDJePNWs/s1600-h/IMG_0682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkETI5ytO2I/AAAAAAAAAIE/BHxZDJePNWs/s400/IMG_0682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350578875966241634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkETZe6jiSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AIc2jw97X1A/s1600-h/IMG_0683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkETZe6jiSI/AAAAAAAAAIM/AIc2jw97X1A/s200/IMG_0683.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579160809179426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEToaQn_4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9tYkiFcO-zs/s1600-h/IMG_0723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEToaQn_4I/AAAAAAAAAIU/9tYkiFcO-zs/s200/IMG_0723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579417257607042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkET5tbjzLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AvqVL2gaYnY/s1600-h/IMG_0750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkET5tbjzLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/AvqVL2gaYnY/s400/IMG_0750.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350579714461519026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Anyway the last day was spent in chinatown again cuz the rental car was parked there (cheap parking $10/day vs $50/day at the hotel) and we went to take a number for this really popular dimsum place. Then we went to this bakery with apparently really yummy egg tarts. The best in AMERICA and they had really good tau huay too. Anyway after that we went back to the dim sum place and when they seated us we waited damn long for damn little food cuz the good stuff kept running out like the chicken feet and pork ribs. oH ANYWAY, I have a chicken feet convert(the first time he ate them in Boston he didnt think they were that great)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEUOAWS0VI/AAAAAAAAAIk/L4tHGbgezlw/s1600-h/IMG_0752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 367px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEUOAWS0VI/AAAAAAAAAIk/L4tHGbgezlw/s400/IMG_0752.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350580063137091922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din liked them so much he insisted we wait for a second round... LOL So we had to wait till she came around again. It was a substansial amount for a normal person especially after tau huay and egg tart but din and his friend are eating machines so after that they wanted to go to this other place for more food while me and that guys wife wanted bubble tea. We ended up heading back to the bakery to buy more egg tarts and char siew buns and baos before heading to the mini mart to get chinese veggies, all to bring back to indiana. Anyway after that they went to the other eating place and his friend ordered pork chicken and duck (three in one, and yes its actually a dish) with rice and veggies while he had pork and chicken with rice. Damn funny man the both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEUpC949tI/AAAAAAAAAIs/QJLVooWQq60/s1600-h/IMG_0755.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEUpC949tI/AAAAAAAAAIs/QJLVooWQq60/s400/IMG_0755.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350580527696508626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after they were done we all headed for bubble tea at the place with really big portions we went to eat at the first night. It's really yummy bubble tea with fresh fruit instead of syrups and the peals are nice and soft, just right really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEVAs3ULcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hqVM4Tq_Vv4/s1600-h/IMG_0759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEVAs3ULcI/AAAAAAAAAI0/hqVM4Tq_Vv4/s200/IMG_0759.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350580934080212418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway when we finally headed towards indiana we all fell asleep except for wing fai (din's friend) and he stopped at this starbucks that is connected to a hotel midway for us all to pee and there was all the vintage fords on tour there so we had lots of fun walking around the carpark taking photos.Facebook photos tell a better story. Then when we finally hit the road again, not long after there was a major jam cuz it was a two lane highway and we had to merge to one lane cuz they were doing construction. And we were essentially getting on the same road as the traffic going the opposite direction, so that they could construct the whole of one road heading in one direction. So after we made it through the jam, we saw just as crazy a jam heading in the other direction cuz they were also merging from two lanes to one. Damn stupid lah by the time we got back all the food places were closed cuz we had to pick up wing fai's car and return the rental. He didn't want to drive his car cuz chicago isnt that safe and we left the car unattended for 3 days. &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; So that's my enjoyment for the summer and I am headed back to boston this weekend :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6417957622197457027?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6417957622197457027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6417957622197457027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6417957622197457027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6417957622197457027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/06/chicago-prior-typed-email-and-photos-i.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SkEQr0bXwyI/AAAAAAAAAHk/pH_g3J94DXo/s72-c/IMG_0577.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-2879851889042000787</id><published>2009-05-05T11:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:31:20.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Everyday he goes home, gets canned and now he no longer thinks anything of it. Oh the irony in it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-2879851889042000787?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2879851889042000787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=2879851889042000787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2879851889042000787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2879851889042000787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/everyday-he-goes-home-gets-canned-and.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-3223402788511602510</id><published>2009-05-04T22:21:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T22:25:44.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't fricking give a damn about your bloody bad mood especially after a day where I just did you the BIGGEST favour and am going to keep doing you favours. SO shut the hell up and show your bloody temper else where...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-3223402788511602510?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3223402788511602510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=3223402788511602510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3223402788511602510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3223402788511602510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-fricking-give-damn-about-your.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-7373296162645615751</id><published>2009-05-04T21:53:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T21:54:21.453-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;"Oh Yes, Mrs Grumps, How may I be of service?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;So not what I want to deal with right now... especially after 5 and a half hours of class. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-7373296162645615751?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7373296162645615751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=7373296162645615751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7373296162645615751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7373296162645615751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yes-mrs-grumps-how-may-i-be-of.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-4844635717858133453</id><published>2009-04-19T11:09:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T11:12:42.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Bubblegum anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I am the bubblegum girl who has to survive three more weeks. Just three weeks. I can do this! So thankful for the life I have. I need to let people around me know how much I care and how much they mean to me. Love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh that aside, cupcakes and retail therapy, multicoloured summer clothes make me happy=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-4844635717858133453?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4844635717858133453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=4844635717858133453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4844635717858133453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4844635717858133453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/04/bubblegum-anyone-i-am-bubblegum-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-1788106384715481558</id><published>2009-03-10T23:36:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T23:37:17.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;I need to learn to think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I'm more of a disappointment than I am more of a friend...In more ways than one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-1788106384715481558?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1788106384715481558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=1788106384715481558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1788106384715481558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1788106384715481558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-to-learn-to-think-sometimes-i.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-5175088350566720217</id><published>2009-03-05T14:01:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T14:03:28.577-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So so small. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Who am I and why am I this way? Why do I have noodles for a brain and nothing more than just that? A mess that clearly needs sorting out, yet no one to help me! Why do I only seem to know who I am when it doesn't matter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-5175088350566720217?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5175088350566720217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=5175088350566720217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5175088350566720217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5175088350566720217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-so-small.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-5807921945489375045</id><published>2009-03-02T15:02:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:12:59.001-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Believing in luck or not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;It really is on my side =) So I wake up bright and early this morning to look out at a winter wonderland! I love snow and don't get me wrong, it would have been a wonderful morning if it wasn't a Monday cuz I absolutely detest Mondays! To top it off, its the Monday before spring break, which means midterms and papers due! So I drag myself outta bed, wash up and sit an my computer ready to study for this midterm that I've got and type my paper quickly cuz it's about my research topic which I've been thinking of for awhile now, when I decide to check email! Internet connection was slow or something so at first none of it was working but my MSN of which poor Cheryl had to listen to me whine about homework and Mondays... then Gmail worked fine and I found no love there, but then I could not seem to get into my school email. GRRR...!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So I open a word document and I tell Cheryl I am off to do some work cuz I got a midterm to study for an a paper due later and she calls me crazy and I move on.  With my word document still blank, I finally get into my school email and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;"Due to the current weather conditions and the forecast fro more snow, Wheelock  College will be closed today March 2.  All  classes are cancelled.Have a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Raavi;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Roy Schifilliti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Raavi;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Vice President for Campus Life and Information Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Raavi;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Wheelock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Raavi;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; College"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;What this simply means is NO MIDTERM AND NO PAPER DUE AT FOUR O'CLOCK!!! It also means Sam probably has a snow day too and I don't have to trudge an hour in the snow =P So I call Din and talk for two hours or so =P Gotta love snow days and lazy Mondays =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Raavi;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-5807921945489375045?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5807921945489375045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=5807921945489375045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5807921945489375045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5807921945489375045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/03/believing-in-luck-or-not.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-7419366510882492938</id><published>2009-02-27T22:54:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T22:57:21.121-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;All in all, an extremely unproductive day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Sai15bqSkeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/H0bBM16rkEA/s1600-h/IMG_0349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Sai15bqSkeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/H0bBM16rkEA/s400/IMG_0349.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307692159138435554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-7419366510882492938?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7419366510882492938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=7419366510882492938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7419366510882492938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7419366510882492938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-in-all-extremely-unproductive-day.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Sai15bqSkeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/H0bBM16rkEA/s72-c/IMG_0349.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6336452019221251580</id><published>2009-02-21T14:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:51:13.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Same shit, different day! I'm done doing favours!&lt;br /&gt;Oh the great life I lead. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6336452019221251580?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6336452019221251580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6336452019221251580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6336452019221251580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6336452019221251580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/02/same-shit-different-day-im-done-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-1355122994310407654</id><published>2009-02-18T17:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T17:20:40.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Yup, my six month count down starts today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-1355122994310407654?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1355122994310407654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=1355122994310407654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1355122994310407654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1355122994310407654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/02/yup-my-six-month-count-down-starts.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-731371223900164663</id><published>2009-02-17T16:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:14:22.789-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Oh Procrastination...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Having done all the things online one possibly can while procrastinating, this probably should be the last on my list. I facebooked for a while even completing a 48 question questionnaire thingy, I've played Dynomite for a bit till I died. I've even went online looking for shows I haven't watched but I've been watching them on tv and so have no new episodes that I am interested in.. so here's to blogging when I still have oh about two pages left to write on my stupid paper....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Funny story... so yesterday I figure I am sitting too damn low on my chair so I raise it and it gets really weird on me and it won't sit flat and neither will it move up and down any longer... Then Gen comes home today and I go "I think I broke my chair" And she goes "I thought I only did things like that" HAHAHA so anyway we both head in after telling her that I can sit on it but its really uncomfy cuz it doen't sit flat and I show her what I mean without me sitting on it and so she gets me to tilt the chair and she FIXES IT!!! After like one minute of fiddling... sheesh why didn't that happen when I fiddled with it? Lol then she started laughing at me. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;And now I have a very comfy chair to sit on and get back to writing two more pages of this crappy ass paper!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-731371223900164663?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/731371223900164663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=731371223900164663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/731371223900164663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/731371223900164663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-procrastination.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-5019967072348550889</id><published>2009-02-10T23:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T23:48:09.498-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny how the monster you are the most afraid of becoming is the one that's hiding deep within you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, something really random.. ever felt the insides of your arms hurt for no apparent reason, so much so that you just want to claw them out or scratch them till they bleed? HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I hope tomorrow is warm enough for me to make it to the reservoir, around it, and back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-5019967072348550889?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5019967072348550889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=5019967072348550889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5019967072348550889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5019967072348550889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2009/02/funny-how-monster-you-are-most-afraid.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-3965883110048899670</id><published>2008-12-06T19:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:49:59.375-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gotta love America....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Only in this country will you see the heart of a stranger so big it will make you want to cry. On the bus one day, I see one old man pokes the other with his walking stick and asks if he is going to the VA Medical Hospital. The other says yes and they talk about what time their appointments are, whether they had time to shower, and how long they will have to wait.  When it comes times to get off the bus, the old man without the walking stick, steps off the bus, offers his hand as support to the one who's having difficulty and totter along happily chatting away to each other as if they've known each other for the most part of their lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;On the train today, this little old lady with her trolley full of bags asks this guy sitting behind her how to get to the D line. He tells her she has to go up the stairs, cross over and take the D train from there. She says "I don't know how to get there, are you going there?" He says he isn't but when the doors open he stands up and takes her trolley down the train stairs to which I thought he would walk off and go on his merry way, but after doing this, he helps her down the stairs and then HOPS BACK ON THE TRAIN! It wasn't even his stop and he had a heart of gold anyway. =) Like I say again, only in this country we preform acts of kindness and friendliness, while once we step into the world back home, we transform into some mean, horrid monster that doesn't even offer their seat to someone who needs it more than they do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Having said that, we take the good, leave the bad, and make sure we do what we can where ever we are on the face of this planet because the world we live in is already bad enough as it is without having us to add to it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-3965883110048899670?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3965883110048899670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=3965883110048899670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3965883110048899670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3965883110048899670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/12/gotta-love-america.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6128956037872802026</id><published>2008-11-16T18:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T18:28:05.184-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;All guys should be built like that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Today during mass, I spent the ENTIRE one hour and ten minutes staring at the back of this black guy.... Green shirt, jeans and green and yellow shoes! He is built like a football player! I should say OBSESSING!! Lol I didn't even get a glimpse of his face till the end but I was thinking, such a well dresser (in comparison to his two friends who were in sweatshirts and sweatpants) he has to look good... =P and that in itself is reason to travel all the way there and attend 1 hour and ten minute mass =P If guys can dream all girls are anorexically skinny and hope all of us look like bloody super models then girls can dream too =P and I think I found my one perfectly shaped male.. down to ass and all =) Ok I shall shut up now =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6128956037872802026?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6128956037872802026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6128956037872802026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6128956037872802026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6128956037872802026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/11/all-guys-should-be-built-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-7971670797235019682</id><published>2008-11-16T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:36:03.206-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And once again, it is my fault. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-7971670797235019682?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7971670797235019682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=7971670797235019682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7971670797235019682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7971670797235019682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-once-again-it-is-my-fault.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-4774249934988753724</id><published>2008-11-13T13:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T13:47:48.880-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;In Tammy's words "When we finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, it's a train coming at us head on."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And so the one month count down begins!! As usual I've got a shit load to do and I am dragging my feet about it. Mad final papers and presentations, although I'm not even at that stage of the semester yet... I still have papers for every class before it comes to crazy crunch time! I think if I've ever done well on looking forward and planning when I should do assignments it would be this sem. However, having said that, I also think I've been the biggest slacker this sem in all four years that I have been here. And having that said, I sit here blogging while I have a test in oh 2 hours and 15 minutes... LOL alright alright.. I'm off all I wanted to say was THE COUNT DOWN BEGINS!!! Four weeks more to go!!! 29 days and counting!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-4774249934988753724?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4774249934988753724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=4774249934988753724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4774249934988753724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4774249934988753724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/11/in-tammys-words-when-we-finally-see.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-7982966542416849114</id><published>2008-11-11T13:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T13:53:25.149-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coke, it's called soda here, pop in Canada, and a soft drink back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;It amazes me, that people can be sooooo different yet so similar in so many ways. With the comparison of C and S and talking about how two with the same passion for their profession but completely different characters function in a social situation to talking about two socially inept beings,  then taking it to a global perspective of how we are all people and when taken out of our comfort zone, we learn so much more about ourselves than we realized were possible cuz we never saw the norms as things we did differently, we didn't even realize them at all cuz they were the NORM! I said this to faithy and I'll say it again, I'm so glad I am me and I'm not them! But what happens when someone tires of being themselves? It shouldn't be tiring, lovie. If it is, then I say, like you said, maybe you don't know who you are. Do it because you want to do it, do it because you love to do it. Don't do it because you feel obgligated to, nor because you'll fear you'll drift or someone will get angry at you if you don't. No matter how far you drift, if you're foundation is solid, ten years down the road, when you meet again, it will be as if you never left. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I need to stop wanting to help people who don't want to be helped. Instead treasure them for who they are and how they give variety to this world. I need to stop hoping and wishing everyone would be more similar to what I deem is normal. I need to be glad for who they are are instead of who they are not! For there are worse monsters to be out there than the people whom they actually are. And like I told Clara, people do things the way they do because it's the only way they know how to. It will do myself some good if I know and believe the things I say to others inside out before passing it on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Am I really a glass half full person? To others I might be, but to myself I am not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;No one is pure evil in this world. If you wait long enough they, they will show you their good side. - Randy Pausch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-7982966542416849114?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7982966542416849114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=7982966542416849114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7982966542416849114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7982966542416849114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/11/coke-its-called-soda-here-pop-in-canada.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-2628377726903109731</id><published>2008-11-04T14:37:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T14:41:06.759-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAY!!! I'm not as big a slacker as I thought I was =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I am done with my stupid paper and presentation with and hour more to spare.. Not that I wasn't done with it really long ago, but on Sunday I was telling Faith that I should try asking for an extension on the paper cuz I didn't think i could get it done on time. And also on Sunday I had one paper due monday and one tuesday plus the presentation. All seemed very daunting them! Anyway I skipped boring old monday class yesterday in hope of being productive but I guess I wasn't all that productive when I actually skipped class. Went to Sam's early and then came back ate showered and got to WORK! But that's all over now and I can vegitate infront of the tv ALL night if I'm awake that is... HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-2628377726903109731?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2628377726903109731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=2628377726903109731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2628377726903109731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2628377726903109731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/11/yay-im-not-as-big-slacker-as-i-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-4652924279594443607</id><published>2008-11-03T22:36:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T22:46:35.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE IT TO BITS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But ARE YOU MAD??? =P Sigh.. I swear it's a never ending game!! Love you anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQ_FjysDqdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bn7HPQsMzNk/s1600-h/Butterfly.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 390px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQ_FjysDqdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bn7HPQsMzNk/s400/Butterfly.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264643708112054738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQ_DjncJifI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/8mu4r0qXv9g/s1600-h/Butterfly.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-4652924279594443607?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4652924279594443607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=4652924279594443607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4652924279594443607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4652924279594443607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-it-to-bits-but-are-you-mad-p.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQ_FjysDqdI/AAAAAAAAAFY/bn7HPQsMzNk/s72-c/Butterfly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-1798241457833971322</id><published>2008-11-01T19:32:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T19:46:15.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I love October... or HALLOWEEN anyway!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;So essesntially the last week in a recap =P For my bithrday or the night before anyway  I was supposed to hang out with Lou and Helenia but that didn't happen cuz we were both sick so we went over to Lou's place and had a pizza and movie marathon instead. We watched ummm Halloween Town, Prom Night and I think half of My super ex girlfriend but we gave up half way cuz it wasn't that great and we were really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway the second I turned 22 Lou happily gave me 22 punches and Helenia couldn't get my camera to work fast enough so I got punched on the number 21 a couple more times until she got it ready. So it was really more than 22. Anyway Lou baked me a cake, out from a premixed box and her bro who's ben's age frosted it for her so I told him to join us in our little celebration and that kid is seriously an exact copy of the father man. Seriously! Anyway this stay over went a lot better but my mouth was hurting like mad half way through the night so i woke up at like 8 ish or 9 and told her i was leaving, which woke helenia up and we had breakfast instead haha. Anyway then I came back and went to church... and had a jap lunch at that expensive place up the street walking towards coolidge corner. Then.... oh I dragged gen around to the party store to look at Halloween costumes! But we didn't manage to find anything that was worth paying the crazy prices for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQznmaeC01I/AAAAAAAAAEo/8VEULHHGCOs/s1600-h/DSCN0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQznmaeC01I/AAAAAAAAAEo/8VEULHHGCOs/s400/DSCN0750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263836711615648594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Gen needed one for work and I needed one cuz we went out last night which was a blast! =P Man.. I love halloween whether its in sg or here! Although in sg ppl don't put in half as much effort and people are afraid of looking like fools.. but I'll get to Halloween later... SO back to my birthday! Then we went to shaws cuz gen was going to cook me a home cooked meal. Of which she slaved in the kitchen the entire afternoon and the only thing she would let me help with was to peel garlic and she went "only if you want to" Anyway so she cooked me steak, mash potatoes in potato skins and butter sauted mushrooms and carrots. All of which I appreciated but she was pretty disappointed cuz the beef was over cooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQzoelT9UDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/umqgdHY7894/s1600-h/DSCN0772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQzoelT9UDI/AAAAAAAAAEw/umqgdHY7894/s400/DSCN0772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263837676598808626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway then she made me hide in my room and didn't let me go out while she decorated the table with my MIGHTY MOUSE Cake, presents, sequins and firecrackers! And I could hear all the sounds she was making but she kept telling me not to peek! Hahaha funny girl. Oh I should also tell you, every year she sends me a song on my bday. Last year it was dumbo's mouse singing happy birthday or was it the stork, I cannot remember. But this year it was the theme song to mighty mouse. So anyway I was talking to my parents when she said she was ready haha and so I shall just upload pictures to show you what she did instead of typing it all out =) and she's really sweet. Included with all my presents from her was a mighty mouse shirt cuz she did not want me to only have one shared present from all my sibs. So she got me other stuff to suppliment what I got =) Anyway back to my parents being on the phone, they sang with her for me and I blew out the candles =) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQzofMFiSsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/W4PhE6xvc3A/s1600-h/DSCN0777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQzofMFiSsI/AAAAAAAAAE4/W4PhE6xvc3A/s400/DSCN0777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263837687007300290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;So that was that.. On monday I went back to see the doc and she told me it was just mouth ulcers all over my mouth, on my tonsils, tongue, lip and even in between my tooth and my gum. She wanted to give me kenalog which I already have to apply on the ulcers. Told me I'm taking too little advil and to apply the kenalog three times a day and sent me on my way. Today I am fine, but I've never been so hyped up on advil. It's basically like panadol and anyway the box says do not exceed 6 in a 24 hour period. I was taking 9 to 12 haha and the doc also said too much can cause a headache so I had a headache till I decided I could live with the mouth pain. And then I think I went to look at another place at park street to look at costumes and their selection was better but I didn't know what I wanted to be so me being my fickle self didn't get anything. I think I spent monday and wednesday night (cuz tuesday night I was working on a presentation) looking at costumes online and I didn't find any that were a must have, except for one which was a pirate. Of which helenia said she wanted to be, so I couldn't be a pirate and spoil her parade! Anyway by wednesday night I think my nick said "i give up with this costume quest" and then faith asked what I intended to wear, pirate, sailor or police officer of which those were not the choices I was picking from cuz the priate was helenia's the salior one was really plain and not worth 40 bucks for one item and the police one was a crack at din. Oh wait, I think this was thursday cuz I was sewing gen's M and M costume so I said that to faith and then denise thought I was gonna be an M and M haha anyway...I think I finally bought my costume after going to five million places, and everywhere was running out of sizes the closer it got to halloween and I think I seriously should buy next years costume this year cuz now everything should be on sale HAHAHA =P I should get my pirate one. Anyway I think the one I got, even though it was never in the running and was more a I'm-so-fed-up-with-this-endless-search-i'll-get-anything-in-my-size kinda thing I think I was quite happy with it. LOL so I came back thursday night with it and I tried it on and I was standing in gen's doorway looking at the mirror but out of sight and all i could do was giggle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id=":za" class="ArwC7c ckChnd"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQzofg9xbKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sH_M88mXro0/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCN0795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQzofg9xbKI/AAAAAAAAAFI/sH_M88mXro0/s400/Copy+of+DSCN0795.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263837692611882146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;LOL anyway I was strawberry shortcake.. and apparently I turned quite a few heads and had a lot of comments thrown my way... the guy who checked out ID at the second place we were at said something about my being the sexiest strawberry shortcake he had ever seen. Then he said something when we left and tried to get me to stay haha not like he was inside anyway... sheesh.. and then as we were walking to the T some guy said cute little ms muffet and I told him I wasnt little ms muffet haha but we were pretty far apart by then cuz he was walking in the opposite direction.. then we took the train to some other place and there was this group of black guys walking out and there were comments about hot chinese girl and Lou said if she were me she would have hit one of them haha but I am half Lou's size so that wasn't even my thoughts.. I was like get on the train get on the train get on the train!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQzofcr9BcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/yZJVLMdvThw/s1600-h/DSCN0799.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQzofcr9BcI/AAAAAAAAAFA/yZJVLMdvThw/s400/DSCN0799.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263837691463402946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What can I say, I love Halloween! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-1798241457833971322?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1798241457833971322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=1798241457833971322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1798241457833971322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1798241457833971322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-october.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/SQznmaeC01I/AAAAAAAAAEo/8VEULHHGCOs/s72-c/DSCN0750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-5361744576697181259</id><published>2008-10-24T12:55:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T13:09:55.485-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Oh Singaporeans...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The immaturity, insensitivity and ignorance that radiates from singaporeans never fails to astound me... seriously! So I was reading on this forum about how this girl thinks that preschool teachers should be better paid blah blah blah... and then there is a comment section at the bottom of the letter and this imbecile commented twice...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;table class="AlternatePost" style="width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;Ever had a chat with a preschool teacher (quite fat one). She said not only can earn $ but also can look after her child at the same time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="details"&gt;Posted by: snow.maoshan at Fri Oct 24 18:09:51 SGT 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;table class="Post" style="width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;I respect preschool teachers. Who is to say that they are not laying the foundations of learning in a child's life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good preschool teachers are born and most of them staying with the low pay jobs out of genuine love of children. The society should take care of their earnings and pay them well as just primary and secondary school teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't neglect preschool teachers. They are teachers of our future leaders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="details"&gt;Posted by: steamroller at Fri Oct 24 18:05:30 SGT 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;table style="width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="2"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;table class="AlternatePost" style="width: 100%;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="gwt-HTML"&gt;Respect is earned, not given.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;td style="vertical-align: top;" align="left"&gt;&lt;div class="details"&gt;Posted by: snow.maoshan at Fri Oct 24 17:17:02 SGT 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Like seriously? Number one the first comment especially in brackets was completely unnecessary and second if you don't got anything nice to say don't bloody say it... Who the hell cares about your bloody negative opinion anyway. Makes you wonder what the hell kind of person this is who prowls forums and then comments on them and gives the world such a negative view of this individual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simply mind boggling. One who seems to want to be educated yet shows completely otherwise the minute his/her mouth is open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad world we live in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-5361744576697181259?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5361744576697181259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=5361744576697181259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5361744576697181259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5361744576697181259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh-singaporeans.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-8122158526388653035</id><published>2008-10-15T14:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T14:13:25.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EMO crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="note_header"&gt;&lt;div class="note_title_share clearfix"&gt;&lt;div class="note_title"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Difference Between Love and Infactuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="share_and_hide clearfix"&gt;&lt;a onclick="'return" s="4&amp;amp;appid=" 30941037489="" class="share" title="Send this to friends or post it on your profile."&gt;Share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="byline"&gt;Today at 10:58am&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Infatuation is instant desire - one set of glands calling to another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Love is friendship that has caught fire. It takes root and grows, one day at a time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Infatuation is marked by a feeling of insecurity. You are excited and eager, but not genuinely happy. There are nagging doubts, unanswered questions, little bits and pieces about your beloved that you would just as soon not examine too closely. It might spoil the dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Love is the quiet understanding and mature acceptance of imperfection. It is real. It gives you strength and grows beyond you - to bolster your beloved. You are warmed by their presence, even when they are away. Miles do not separate you. You have so many wonderful little films in your head that you keep replaying. But near or far, you know they are yours, and you can wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Infatuation says, "We must get married right away. I can't risk losing them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Love says, "Be patient. Don't panic. Plan your future with confidence."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Infatuation has an element of sexual excitement. Whenever you are together, you hope it will end in intimacy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Love is not based on sex. It is the maturation of friendship, which makes sex so much sweeter. You must be friends before you can be lovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Infatuation lacks confidence. When they're away, you wonder if they're cheating. Sometimes, you check.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Love means trust. You are calm, secure and unthreatened. They feel your trust, and it makes them even more trustworthy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Infatuation might lead you to do things you will regret, but love never steers you in the wrong direction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Love is an upper. It makes you feel whole. It completes the circle. It fills the empty space in your heart. Love is elevating. It lifts you up. It makes you look up. It makes you think up. It makes you a better person than you were before. If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great many things you don't have. If there is no love in your life, whatever else there is has a lot less meaning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; The secret of our being is not only to live but to have something to live for. - Dignified Azz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-8122158526388653035?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8122158526388653035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=8122158526388653035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/8122158526388653035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/8122158526388653035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/10/emo-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-5135239926584204747</id><published>2008-10-04T19:20:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T19:22:34.211-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jaded and cynical again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Three marks of a great person... a great thinker, doer, and lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;All of which I am not! But life goes on right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-5135239926584204747?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5135239926584204747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=5135239926584204747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5135239926584204747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5135239926584204747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/10/jaded-and-cynical-again.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-530482305043437351</id><published>2008-09-28T14:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:07:07.327-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Ok so I am done being jaded and cynical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;I am back to having popped my happy pill and decided that, or rather I knew all along that it's all to do with perspective and outlook on life and a good attitude and all that bullshit.. and so I take that bullshit and buy into it even though some call it bullshit =P haha anyway I think Faith being back online has something to do with it =P someone to keep me sane in my life full of insanity.. someone to keep me grounded and give my leg a pull once in a while to bring me back to earth, someone to give me a different perspective on things! KEEP ME SANE BABE, I am entirely too glad you are back!! LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Anyway so I had class on Thursday and Karen made us do this birthday thing where we share our experiences like how birthdays were celebrated,big or small celebrations, traditions like cutting cake and singing with presents, cultures of gift giving and what kind of gifts, homemade or bought, where the money to buy gifts came from. And then she mentioned doing this same exercise with Halloween but not EVERYONE celebrates halloween and so that got me to thinking... What a deprived childhood one must have had not to celebrate birthdays!! I just cannot imagine a childhood without birthdays and presents and so I have decided that No one should have missed out on that much fun and have since decided to go on a mission and make up for some one's 21 missed birthdays =P call me crazy but if it keeps me sane right? =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-530482305043437351?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/530482305043437351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=530482305043437351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/530482305043437351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/530482305043437351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-so-i-am-done-being-jaded-and-cynical.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6553068388414536527</id><published>2008-09-23T23:22:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:25:40.272-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Living in this bloody hell hole...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And hating every damn minute of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;What's keeping me here? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not my program, which they discontinued even before I could get into it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not my great friends whom have all gone back to where they are originally from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not my great social life that keeps me out of the house entirely too often&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Not my love for children seeing as how I am majorly kid deprived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And so the count down begins ... almost a month down, 11 more to go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;And with that thought, I hope it is enough to keep my sanity..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6553068388414536527?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6553068388414536527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6553068388414536527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6553068388414536527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6553068388414536527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/09/living-in-this-bloody-hell-hole.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6104789846277686701</id><published>2008-09-14T15:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:38:26.893-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So damn sick of ALL this BULLSHIT!!!!!!! ALL of it. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6104789846277686701?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6104789846277686701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6104789846277686701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6104789846277686701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6104789846277686701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-damn-sick-of-all-this-bullshit-all.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-7830306282513683908</id><published>2008-06-19T23:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T00:06:52.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The past Ten days in a post =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Just before they left, we were at the airport recalling every single thing we did from the day they arrived. Let me test my memory and see if I can do it again, cuz it took four of our brains that day to get it right haha.  Let's see, they landed on a sunday and we went to this place called Hammond Castle if I spelt it right.  It's nothing huge, just big enough for him his wife and his cook/butler. Then after the castle we went to see this lighthouse which was also pretty tiny which was across from the castle and its a nice drive cuz all the house there damn big and with a beach waterfront, out of a movie kind. Then I think we went to this quaint little town called Rockport for dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Then on monday, we went strawberry picking and Filene's basement. We had lunch at Papa Gino's which has amazingly good pizza. Then I think we hit Coolidge Corner in the evening, just to show them around but most of the shops were closing. Anyway Tuesday we returned the car and then went Cambridgeside to shop.  Wednesday was a damn long day man...we did Prudential, Maparium, Dukw tours, I showed Mario the Boston Legal Building... Long ass day, and there were a couple of funny moments in the Maparium too cuz  when you stand inside the maparium which is a globe inside out apparently so sound travels and even though you whisper you can still hear from across the room. So anyway we didn't know we were not supposed to cover our mouths but Mario said something funny while I said something funny to Ben and both ends heard laughter in reply so we thought they had heard us, but in the end it was just them and ourselves laughing at our own little private joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Then Thursday we did the commons where we all got Boston shirts haha the state house, and sat on the swan boats in the Gardens, then I think we went downtown crossing and did a bit of shopping at TJ MAXX, Payless, DSW, all the usual stops. Hell man, while we were in the state house, they were having some sort of function in there so there was a table laden with juice and snacks and I said to Faith, " I wonder if they will run after us if I stole a bottle of apple juice" And next thing i know it this woman goes LOUDLY "Jac, Nah!" and is handing me a bottle of juice... hahaha apparently she heard wrongly and just happily took it! Funny man that girl, and Mario said she stole it damn cooly too damn fast without anyone noticing until she loudly announced that she stole it for me! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Friday I went to work at Gen's work place in the morning and they went to Harvard Uni for the unofficial tours which is made quite funny and entertaining by the students themselves. Then we ate burgers at Bartley's and then I think we got the car from the airport and then went Wretham. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Saturday was SIX FLAGS and hell the lines were damn long lah and it rained on us half way and as we gave up waiting out the rain half way and were leaving they started up the rides again.  I think we waited an hour and a half for batman and I got into a fight with Black people from NY cuz they cut the queue... there was this one guy who was queuing for them in front of this indian couple that was in front of us. Then suddenly pairs kept joining that one guy.. there were about 5 or 6 of them in front of that Indian couple now and the Indian couple somehow managed to squeeze their way before them. Then a while later two more came and I felt that since there were now EIGHT of them we had the right to be in front of them. So I squeezed my way through and stood in front of them saying when we started out the Indian couple was in front of us and the Indian guy backed me up. So anyway after awhile of ignoring them this girl in their party hops out of line and cuts several people to join another bunch of their friends way ahead. So I asked one of the guys standing next to me how that was OK, to which he replied it was. So i said by that definition then my party can come join me right and he said yah so I asked them to hop ahead and gen came.. took the rest of them a little longer but we got in front of those idiots anyway..then after that i said to faith, if they decided to beat us up after the ride we'd be in trouble cuz there were so many of them...and Gen's shirt didn't help any haha it says "I heart NY" with the heart Xed out lol. Anyway I think what made me so mad was that i was damn fricking tired waiting in line man haha so I decided enough was enough when the last few came to join them.. We had damn good Vietnamese after that man lol but poor Denise was not feeling too well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Anyway Sunday Ben left and I went to Wheelock to return books after we had lunch at Panera. Oh when we were there we had this damn rude girl serve us and I told them I would get her fired. So today when I am talking to Ngaire, I mentioned that girl needing to be fired and she said she WAS FIRED on that day itself hahahha too damn funny man! Now I have to tell the world! After that I brought them to Target and they almost went crazy haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Monday we went to Kittery to eat Maine Lobster and then this other place called Freeport where L.L.Bean originated or something like that... And on Tuesday they all left me!! Not after driving to Revere beach where I needed to pee and had to walk 3 quarters the length of the damn beach just to find a toilet and then we drove to Salem just to play Frisbee in the common and uh eat Thai food that was not worth eating!! Haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; Seven days to going home!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY I miss you all like crazy and now I don't know what to do with myself!! :'( but I shall be there in a week =) Anyway photos are up on facebook and I gave up taking after awhile cuz Faith is the crazy photographer who makes us do things that are insane!! Lol love you and miss you loads babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-7830306282513683908?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7830306282513683908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=7830306282513683908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7830306282513683908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7830306282513683908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/06/past-ten-days-in-post-p-just-before.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6748130650162626751</id><published>2008-05-31T04:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T04:32:29.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Thanks to being such a light sleeper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I am awake at four am and am having a damn hard time going back to sleep so I guess I shall finish my NY post =) After all that crazy fun, being back here is boring as hell man. I don't do enough in between meals to be hungry or tired.On Memorial Day, apart from walking all the way to Broadway and exploring where we could buy tickets, we also went to the super huge Toys 'R' Us there with the ferris wheel in it and thanks to someone we also spent forever in a sports shop and left with nothing!!Madison ave was also lined with stalls celebrating and so I snapped a shot of this slipper stall for Kai. Haha it's up on facebook if anyone is interested.  There was good food there too and we stopped on the way to Broadway as well as on the way back cuz we are pigs and we were called by all the wonderful smells drifting around =P. We were so tired with all the walking we headed back, dropped off the shopping then headed to Central Park if not we would have fallen asleep in the hotel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;The next day we sought out super yummy cupcakes and wonderful roadside pushcarts of which we spent forever hunting down and so were damn hungry when we finally found it =) Also we went to SOHO and spent an eternity in Forever 21 that has pretty much nothing about $30 most of it is below $20 and so I will never be able to understand how crazy Singaporeans can pay the ridiculous prices they do for that crap. We also caught GREASE on Broadway which was pretty amazing. You could actually see the cast having fun while they performed and their chemistry with each other just shines through. Anyway we headed back to the hotel and went in search for food of which we ended up at this Irish pub of which we had good food, good beer, and good conversation. Haha and then we came back to the horrible repacking SHE had to do before we left the next day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Miss you already babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6748130650162626751?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6748130650162626751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6748130650162626751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6748130650162626751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6748130650162626751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/05/thanks-to-being-such-light-sleeper.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-4001569487266149634</id><published>2008-05-25T18:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:32:02.763-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh... New York City!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So yesterday we were at the airport and decided that we would wait for this thing called the super shuttle cuz cab the estimate to our hotel was about $50 and this one was like $38 for two people, anyway so we decided to go with that cuz taking public transport was much cheaper but Laureen has two huge duffle's and one has no wheels. So anyway when we finally get to Fitzpatrick, we get off and go to the counter, and they don't have our reservations! So we were like oh dear! Then they told us there was another Fitzpatrick down about one block so we had to drag the two big bags plus out two roller bags and I also had a backpack with my computer in it that one block. Good thing they are so close.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway so when we get to the door of the new hotel, this guy goes, "I think you are at the wrong hotel, this one is for BA staff (British airways) so we said yah! Then we went to the counter and checked in and went up to our hotel. And it literally only has a bed, a bathroom, a fridge, and a tv. Its got a great view cuz its on the 34th floor but bare essentials cuz it's really for BA crew lol. Madness and we have two rooms so we hang out in one and sleep in another haha so we can dump all our stuff on the beds and don't have to clear it off when we want to sleep. And we have two bathrooms too so we don't have to wait for one if we want to shower at the same time or whatever, but one shower is damn lousy as we found out last night so we are going to shower in the other one from now on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway there are SOOOO many creepy guys here man! Yesterday some guy walked up to us in a magazine store and went "you are beautiful" and then, and then we walked in the middle of this group of guys and one of them asked us if we were from here but we were too engrossed in our conversation to realize they were talking to us. Then today, we asked this doorman at a random hotel where this famous burger place was, and he told us that it was a push cart stall and he works every day except Sundays. And he offered to buy us lunch tomorrow!! Wahlau eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway today we walked into Abercrombie and there was this guy standing inside the door way topless he was a hunk man hell, and he had real abs and muscle not air brushed ones and beside him was this lady with a poloroid camera  Haha but we didn't take pictures with him we walked away with our dignity and took a photo with a soldier at the toy store instead =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Anyway a lot more stories to tell lah, some guy used my sunglasses as a mirror and he walked right up to me and flipped his hair damn near my face! GRRRRRRRRRRrr and what else i took a picture of a dead baby bird lol it was new born i think damn tiny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-4001569487266149634?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4001569487266149634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=4001569487266149634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4001569487266149634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4001569487266149634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/05/oh-new-york-city-so-yesterday-we-were.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-1143799696786673522</id><published>2008-04-20T17:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:38:08.981-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;BABE, GET YOUR ASS BACK ON MSN...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Cuz I cannot bloody function without you and I'm suffering from YOU withdrawls! =P I think I am finally over my obsession and you're now the sole person keeping me SANE!!! Haha anyway I need to be productive this week but its been three days and I have not done a single productive thing except buy two dresses for which I now have no occasion to have bought. One was for graduation but then now I realize it will not look appropriate under the stupid gown cuz it cannot even be seen.... and I need more money so I can resort to RETAIL therapy! to keep me going in this end of sem craziness =) sigh I shall get my clothes, fold them and then seriously attempt to do something productive with my weekend.. For the first time in SOOO LONG I am not dreading tomorrow cuz it's a holiday =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-1143799696786673522?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1143799696786673522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=1143799696786673522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1143799696786673522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1143799696786673522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/04/babe-get-your-ass-back-on-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-247526871442817951</id><published>2008-04-17T19:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T19:17:39.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;VACATION WEEKK!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;YES!!! Vacation week is here... means one more week of prac after next week then I'm DONE!! But I'll miss the teachers and the kids like crazy haha even though I probably hate teaching some of them =) anyway my weekend starts NOW!!! I hate Mondays with a passion and don't necessarily even like Thursdays but love when they are over heh heh heh... Sigh the pile of assignments I have doesn't seem to get any smaller what with the snails pace that I am working at... I came up with a little quote to explain my situation =P "Homework is when I sit down and create spectacular things from a brain that doesn't function!" And oh 19 fricking days left!!! HAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-247526871442817951?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/247526871442817951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=247526871442817951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/247526871442817951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/247526871442817951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/04/vacation-weekk-yes-vacation-week-is.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-254106817881787783</id><published>2008-04-11T19:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:44:40.775-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/R__u8Qqe6gI/AAAAAAAAACs/-SPXIVfVU1U/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCN9481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/R__u8Qqe6gI/AAAAAAAAACs/-SPXIVfVU1U/s400/Copy+of+DSCN9481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188128014786816514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Your day is a lucky day Babe, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img alt="MTEL unofficial banner" src="https://reg2.nesinc.com/score/images/MA_unofficial_subbanner.jpg" /&gt;                 &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span class="Regular"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Test Date:  03/08/2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JACQUELI H WOON&lt;br /&gt;BROOKLINE, MA 02446&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Bold"&gt;Test:  002  Early Childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Bold"&gt;Status:  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Met the Qualifying Score&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Bold"&gt;Minimum Qualifying Score:  240&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr valign="top"&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span class="Italics"&gt;Internet scores are &lt;span class="Bold"&gt;unofficial&lt;/span&gt; and are not a substitute for an official score report.  Your official score report, which has been mailed to you, contains more detailed information about your performance.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;         &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-254106817881787783?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/254106817881787783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=254106817881787783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/254106817881787783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/254106817881787783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/04/your-day-is-lucky-day-babe-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/R__u8Qqe6gI/AAAAAAAAACs/-SPXIVfVU1U/s72-c/Copy+of+DSCN9481.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-5446627126842478607</id><published>2008-04-11T17:54:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T19:09:13.383-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I hate this game!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My stupid results are supposed to be out at 5pm... It's now almost six and the stupid wheelock internet is down so I still don't know my results cuz it's going to be sent to my school email GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR..... And these damn results are fricking more important than my GPA or any class that I am taking now for that matter! BAH!!!! Technology...tsk tsk. At least I've stopped stressing about it already anyway so it really doesn't matter, but I want a reason to celebrate =P so please please please give me one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-5446627126842478607?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5446627126842478607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=5446627126842478607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5446627126842478607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5446627126842478607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-hate-this-game-my-stupid-results-are.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6192934448247148520</id><published>2008-04-06T14:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:38:21.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HE LOST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;NADAL!!!! How could you lose??? Davydenko is no Federer anyway what the hell was that man? sheesh tsk tsk =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6192934448247148520?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6192934448247148520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6192934448247148520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6192934448247148520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6192934448247148520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/04/he-lost-nadal-how-could-you-lose.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-3675087309119468324</id><published>2008-03-30T19:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T19:50:37.932-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;What is love? or What do I want in a guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;You know its weird, two people have asked me that and I simply have no clue how to answer, I mean yeah we all have our notions of what love is and what a perfect guy is but seriously, to verablize them to someone else, that's a scary thought!! Cuz it will either show what a floozy, shallow headed person I am or it will probably crush the person I answer because he will soon realize that it's not him.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;What IS love? Love is knowing someone so well, you don't need to ask to know what that persons answer will be. Love is listening endlessly to anything no matter how nonsenscial it might seem or asking the most random things and knowing this person will answer you without thinking any less of you.  Love is being there anytime you need, no matter how late or how early, no questions asked, just to hear you out. And that is how I will define you and me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;What I want in a guy? He can't be a creep or a pervert, he can be cheeky but that's a different thing completely. He has to be able to name my kids in chinese and help them with their homework, cuz I sure as hell won't be able too. He has to be good with kids and know that they come before he does.  He has to have the right morals and a good upbringing, he has to respect his parents and mine no matter how ridiculous their request might seem. And I guess it would be great if he could bring this family closer to God cuz we all know I'm gonna burn in hell and I won't want my kids joining me there =P and if he was rich, that would be GREAT! =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Now see, I don't care what you are now... I just want all that for me five, ten years down the road but how do you tell all that to someone you just met? And does this kind of guy even exist in today's society? I pray either of you never see this post =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-3675087309119468324?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3675087309119468324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=3675087309119468324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3675087309119468324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3675087309119468324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/03/what-is-love-or-what-do-i-want-in-guy.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-3167959471040003810</id><published>2008-03-21T18:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T18:16:51.135-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tell me how I'm supposed to breathe with no air?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;My current favourite song and almost the way I feel sometimes..."losing you is like living in a world with no air" and meaning it from the bottom of my soul but hey, how deep you want this friendship to go is now completely in your hands. I just say I'll always be here to listen to you, for you, and to travel the road you want to take with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-3167959471040003810?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3167959471040003810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=3167959471040003810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3167959471040003810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3167959471040003810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/03/tell-me-how-im-supposed-to-breathe-with.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-8944305292307729372</id><published>2008-03-11T13:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:49:49.354-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;A lazy Sloth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; Oh man it's Spring Break and I am soooooo glad it is here but I haven't done anything with it. What will all that "I'll use spring break to catch up and all this work and reading blah blah blah" LOL I haven't done anything productive, granted I could use the recuperating excuse =P Hell, yesterday I did laundry and today my arms and legs hurt from the number of times I had to go up and down the stairs with the laundry... How pathetic is that... And I still got to go down and get the clothes that could not be thrown into the dryer... Other than doing absolutely NOTHING yesterday and today, I have to go buy batteries and maybe I'll stop buy the library just to have something to do with myself =P Sigh this is the first time I have not known what to do with freedom lol and I think my stupid plant is dying... we have to plant some stupid seeds for some science class... it's been growing well but now I think its started to ummmm die on me hahaha alrighty I'll stop rambling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-8944305292307729372?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8944305292307729372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=8944305292307729372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/8944305292307729372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/8944305292307729372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/03/lazy-sloth.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-778660075060778043</id><published>2008-03-02T15:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T15:52:54.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Gotta love kids...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;So a couple of weeks ago, Gen was in Maine and the family she babysits for needed a sitter so she very nicely offered me. Anyway so I went and Benny and I dig up dinosaur bones as well as made this "cat" out of foam before he had to go to bed. Not a whole lot. But anyway... this week I get an sms from the dad asking if I can babysit sunday and when I asked Gen how come she couldn't she said they didn't ask her and find out she is babysitting saturday anyway. So long story short, I told her to tell them not to feel obligated to use me cuz I don't want to be competition for their money...(not that either of us cares) but anyway I guess she went and mentioned something about it cuz she smsed me and it said "lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 128, 255);font-family:Georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-family: georgia;"&gt;benjamin says he loves you a lot... so you have to keep babysitting him"... Awww what a sweetheart. And she says he too is a brat but you just gotta love them when they say things like that... Just like my little ole Jimmy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-778660075060778043?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/778660075060778043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=778660075060778043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/778660075060778043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/778660075060778043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/03/gotta-love-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6715590514369033515</id><published>2008-02-19T21:48:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T22:01:53.152-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Damn.. I'm feeling old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I feel like the minute I turned 21 all the aches and pains started to plague my life =P Granted I am lucky they stayed away TILL I turned 21 but come on man... a girl's got to feel her age! I'm only 21 and I've been plagued with this constant backache since I got back here... Let's hope it's my crappy ass mattress and not my body giving up on me =) and sometimes when I run I get knee pains... I know I know... I'm only 21 and already knee pains! CRAP! Oh well...on the brighter side of things, there ain't no prac this week but I have sooooooo many papers to write I might as well wake up at six everyday and that will propbably be the only way I manage to do that, study for the MTEL, and be ready for my science unit next week... *sobbz* just kill me now... I told Faith that cuz MSN was giving me sooo much problems I would uninstall it and NOT reinstall it until I was done studying haha but she was so sad I gave into reinstalling RIGHT AWAY!! =P alrighty off to tackle the never ending reading and the mountain of papers I've got to get done.. toodleloo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6715590514369033515?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6715590514369033515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6715590514369033515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6715590514369033515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6715590514369033515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/02/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6546472037635589666</id><published>2008-02-16T13:48:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T13:56:03.954-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In contrast...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;Jac: yesterday my stupid apartment had no hot water&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;din: and then?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;Jac: and then how to bathe without hot water?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;din: yea so?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;din: you didnt bathe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;Jac: gross&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;Jac: haha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;Jac: of course i did&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;din: good&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;Jac: i boiled water&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Georgia; color: rgb(0, 128, 255);"&gt;Jac: it was a horrible bath&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: &amp;quot;MS Shell Dlg&amp;quot;; color: black;"&gt;din: or im never coming even 3 feet from you ever again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6546472037635589666?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6546472037635589666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6546472037635589666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6546472037635589666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6546472037635589666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/02/in-contrast.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-1546978504241439516</id><published>2008-02-16T01:47:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T02:01:28.198-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love this kid..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i got called retard and dumbass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;haha ur msn nick looked angry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;who called u that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;within like one minute of each other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and then he refused to explain why i was either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;haha awww poor thing dont worry i still heart you even if you're a retard and a dumbass  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awhile later....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;are u boiling water now haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;im putting it off as long as possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ah poor thing i heart u even if ur smelly too  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hey hey hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;im boiling water ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but thanks for the vote of confidence lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;that even if im smelly, a retard and a dumbass i'll know you will still be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;yep  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i cant decide if i should wash my hair or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;well i heart you even if u have smelly hair  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;grrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;i guess we both know im washing my hair now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;haha what??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;i meant it k!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and my hair isnt smelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;you only heart me cuz you cant smell me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;not that i am smelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;but if you had live with me and i was homeless and smelly would you still heart me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;if u were homeless and smelly i'd be homeless and smelly too right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;we'd both be homeless and smelly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;so yeah i guess so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Yao says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;why would you be homeless and smelly too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;haha where were you on vday when i needed some of this cheer man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Jac says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-1546978504241439516?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1546978504241439516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=1546978504241439516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1546978504241439516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1546978504241439516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-love-this-kid.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-7713103569553806945</id><published>2008-02-15T23:24:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T23:30:47.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So get this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I knew I liked the way the no 1 uniform looks on guys but I think when I saw my baby brother in his, I finally realized I had a thing for them hahaha. As psycho as that sounds ... They make anyone look good man hell =) oh well guess it's time to realize he is growing up. Let's hope one day he finally becomes someone my parents can be proud of. I know academically they are real proud of him but I guess that there is more to a person than his smarts right? And I hope one day he comes to realize that. But hey why see the splinter in your brother's eye when you have a plank in your own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;You gonna make us both better people right? Or at least I hope that some of YOUR quest for becoming a better person rubs off on me =P Love you anyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-7713103569553806945?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7713103569553806945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=7713103569553806945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7713103569553806945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7713103569553806945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-get-this.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-2869746818798093786</id><published>2008-02-09T19:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T19:23:22.147-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm Dead Bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And we all know this is what I do when I don't want to do homework.. my internet is also working at a snails pace so I'm not sure what's up with that but it means surfing for entertainment is out of the question so here I sit... Anyway I cannot decide if I simply CANNOT work in a mess or I just clear my table before doing a paper because I need to find reason to procrastinate... And what sparked off these thoughts was the fact that Chrystal told me that she thinks deep down she's actually a neat freak... Her rationalization for this of course was that she finally got down to clearing up her room and the sense of satisfaction she got from it was TREMENDOUS...To which I said if she were a REAL neat freak she wouldn't be able to function in a mess and thus there would be no satisfaction in having a clear desk.. therefore she was out of luck when she said her sense of satisfaction was RIDICULOUS lol to which her reply was that was nonsense and it didn't even make sense then I ran it by her again and she said it was true hahaha and I said there was always some logic behind my rubbish... so all you people who dismiss my rubbish so quickly, think twice man think twice =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Its been too damn long, I'm suffering YOU-withdrawls... BUT, I am strong and so therefore I will walk away =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-2869746818798093786?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2869746818798093786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=2869746818798093786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2869746818798093786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2869746818798093786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-dead-bored-and-we-all-know-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-7058159542854620684</id><published>2008-02-05T20:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T20:34:22.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulate me . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I think I'm officially over my obsession =) Not that my dreams are not haunted but I have kind of stopped going crazy already... YAY anyway I did get Spike and Herby but the crabs turned out to be too gross... LOL So I got two very cute and tiny black mice. Some would wonder how I can do mice over crabs, but hey at least mice are soft and cute right? Haha I still have to get over how squirmy they are when I touch them but lol slowly does it right? =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-7058159542854620684?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7058159542854620684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=7058159542854620684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7058159542854620684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7058159542854620684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/02/congratulate-me.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-5742217303787790758</id><published>2008-02-02T21:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T21:55:22.661-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I need a major distraction...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;So after Denise mentioned that she might get hermit crabs for CK I decided that since I am doing an organism unit with my kids, I could do with a couple of hermit crabs too. So I asked Rem what they eat and if they are low maintanence or not and got quite psyched about getting them.. I got kinda carried away by even thinking of names even before I got to the pet shop. I came up with a great name too =P Herbert the hermit crab is going to be my new pet... Then I get to the pet shop and see all the crabs are sooo icky... with all the legs and freak out... lol BUT I REALLY DO WANT A Herbert!! His name shall be Herbert Shelly and his friend will be Spike. Lol yes I am losing my mind... haha naming things that I don't even have... But I think I really do want them lol no matter what it takes =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-5742217303787790758?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5742217303787790758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=5742217303787790758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5742217303787790758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5742217303787790758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-need-major-distraction.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-3328782223634019651</id><published>2008-01-20T19:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T19:26:44.908-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Don't we all have Obsessions, Babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Hell I know I've been there, from first accepting that one has an obsession, that is probably the hardest step to get past, the realization of you knowing you have all but ONE WEAKNESS...Then justification after justification and from then we proceed to oh well ok, this is it, after this I'm done.  In truth, we are probably never done until we make up our silly minds to BE DONE and really be done, not just say you are done but BE done! Then there's the bit about Retribution as faith calls it  ...sweet revenge is what I would call it. After the sweet revenge comes the trying for the distraction but the distraction not really working. Why, simple.. cuz somewhere in the back of your head you don't want the distraction to work and even if it did provide a challange once its over.. the obsession comes back! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;And then when you think all is well, and life throws you a second chance, to right all the wrongs... you walk on by, or hope to walk on by because the risk is too much to bear and consequences are to painful to handle, the obsession still exist and you know you did the right thing but somehow it doesn't feel right... but somehow too you're not willing to repeat the past and your mistakes again, knowing full well it can go both ways... so the obsession still exist. Until we make up our minds to become unaddicted and that my friends is probably the hardest part to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-3328782223634019651?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3328782223634019651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=3328782223634019651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3328782223634019651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3328782223634019651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2008/01/dont-we-all-have-obsessions-babe-hell-i.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-5359097626485985883</id><published>2007-12-18T09:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T09:53:18.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Got an early new year's resolution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I'm done with wondering "what could have been"! I miss you faithy!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-5359097626485985883?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/5359097626485985883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=5359097626485985883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5359097626485985883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/5359097626485985883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/12/got-early-new-years-resolution-im-done.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-157256679206893837</id><published>2007-07-28T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:44:41.231-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE YOU BABE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been here in damn long man... Got a job now, two actually and I think it might kill me but oh well, I'll die trying right. After all, someone essentially pointed out that I don't take enough risk. What's wrong with not knowing where I want to go in life, what's wrong with believing in a higher being and leaving life up to what He has planned for you? Do you really believe that all you have is what you've worked your ass off for? Call it the spiritual side of me but I'd rather just take today as today come and stop worrying about the future. For always looking to the future means never looking in the present and enjoying it. Call it immaturity or lack of foresight, call it whatever you want to call it. Guess we are all just brought up different huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter side of things, had good fun today. My motto of having fun over the weekend cuz a weekend passing by without anything happening just feels like no weekend, still stands true. =) I LOVE YOU BABE!! HAPPY 21st BIRTHDAY even though we are a week late!! of which isn't any of our faults anyway =P I seriously can't live without you so don't you ever dare walk out of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Rqt0AN9xn5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/SZ_77NqCw5Q/s1600-h/DSCN8720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Rqt0AN9xn5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/SZ_77NqCw5Q/s320/DSCN8720.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092291350770065298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-157256679206893837?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/157256679206893837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=157256679206893837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/157256679206893837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/157256679206893837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/07/love-you-babe-havent-been-here-in-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Rqt0AN9xn5I/AAAAAAAAAAc/SZ_77NqCw5Q/s72-c/DSCN8720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-4911310789393696734</id><published>2007-05-20T05:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T05:28:41.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Back and Loving IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;With the coming home came two major realizations.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;First, why is it that I see a heart of gold in the most random people who are the furthest things away from me and are probably the meanest to those who know and love me? It's a battle I must learn to win and overcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Second, what do you do with a secret that you can tell no one about? How do I deal with it? Who do I turn to? Where do I go? What do I do? How do I help? Lost, angry, confused, frustrated and hating myself for it all. Call me jaded and no longer the person who had a zest for life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-4911310789393696734?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4911310789393696734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=4911310789393696734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4911310789393696734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4911310789393696734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-and-loving-it-with-coming-home.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-3653082235788553055</id><published>2007-05-05T20:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:44:10.187-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;A simple thought...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;It's amazing what a simple thought can do to a person, whether its bring a smile that makes ones eyes truely shine that has been nonexistent for the longest time, or whether it brings ones mentality and self esteem way down to the point of tears even though one is as tough as nails. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;None the less, we all dream right. It's probably the only thing that keeps us going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;And that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-3653082235788553055?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3653082235788553055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=3653082235788553055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3653082235788553055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3653082235788553055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/05/simple-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-4263537265824245412</id><published>2007-04-25T17:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:44:41.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh... They are a thing of beauty!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Mwhahahaha they arrived today!! I am so very excited!! Lol too bad I can't try them out. No time no time and anyway I've got no guards. Today is horrible out anyway. It's been drizzling and its all grey and gloomy. I need more sunny days then I will feel like trying them out on the road. They fit perfectly and have gone nicely all around my room but other than that... haha anyway here they are...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Ri_RKsxF-2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jrmE1bRm950/s1600-h/Copy+of+DSCN8079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Ri_RKsxF-2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jrmE1bRm950/s320/Copy+of+DSCN8079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057490888306326370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-4263537265824245412?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4263537265824245412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=4263537265824245412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4263537265824245412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4263537265824245412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/Ri_RKsxF-2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/jrmE1bRm950/s72-c/Copy+of+DSCN8079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-8524630116821171636</id><published>2007-04-21T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:39:07.631-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;It Cracks Me Up EVERY SINGLE Time I Watch It!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Watch the Mum!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzRH3iTQPrk"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FzRH3iTQPrk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Haha great pick me up!! My all time favourite, and I am not a youtube FREAK who is glued to watching youtube! Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-8524630116821171636?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8524630116821171636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=8524630116821171636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/8524630116821171636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/8524630116821171636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/04/it-cracks-me-up-every-single-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-3725968282325177223</id><published>2007-04-16T19:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T19:41:16.427-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;I can't decide...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; If I want curls or a bob... heh right now I am leaning towards curls more cuz even though they are hard to manage and get tangled extremely easily, I can just cut them off if they are too high maintenance =) If I go with the bob and hate it completely, there is nothing I can do but wait for it to grow out. And I am not sure the texture of my hair will agree with a bob. LOL oh well not like I am going to get it done here anyway. I've got a month to decide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-3725968282325177223?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/3725968282325177223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=3725968282325177223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3725968282325177223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/3725968282325177223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-cant-decide.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-1708690221498408649</id><published>2007-04-11T20:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:35:59.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" &gt;Something Fishy is going on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;I swear I cannot get my old, boring, unfashionable font back!! Grrr oh well not a big deal... Just get used to this one.. is this it???? Test test.. Aiyah not like I care anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-1708690221498408649?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1708690221498408649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=1708690221498408649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1708690221498408649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1708690221498408649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/04/something-fishy-is-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-7593500984782794756</id><published>2007-04-11T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T20:47:26.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday SWEETIE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-family: georgia;font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Birthday greetings aside, I am having conflicting thoughts... On the one hand, although a friendship after a relationship ends is ideal, it's horrible for the person who was hurt. It's devastating enough having gone through a break up you were prolly not expecting!! But then I guess I still believe in the maturity of the person to realize, after the hurt has subsided, that a great friendship shouldn't be thrown away especially after getting to know that person so well, both inside and out. Then again, on the flip side of the coin, to expect everything to be the same after ending a relationship is beyond impossible. Deciding to stay friends is a two person decision and ideal, but how can one make the same demands right after breaking up especially if seeing the person still hurts so much? Mind boggling, and not to mention, unreasonable as hell too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-family: georgia;font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And that's that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);font-family:Georgia;font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-7593500984782794756?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/7593500984782794756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=7593500984782794756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7593500984782794756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/7593500984782794756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-birthday-sweetie-birthday_6449.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6347295682789543860</id><published>2007-04-08T23:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:53:25.910-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH HELL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; just gave me new perspective on guys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; I take my hat off to guys who have to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tahan&lt;/span&gt; girls who are overly sensitive and know how to deal with them.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Cuz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; seriously, its annoying as hell and you need to just cut the crap and get over yourselves already. Not everything in this world is solely about you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6347295682789543860?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6347295682789543860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6347295682789543860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6347295682789543860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6347295682789543860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-4323310000640402791</id><published>2007-04-01T22:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T22:00:25.642-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'd much rather be like Ben then be like YOU, thank you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-4323310000640402791?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/4323310000640402791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=4323310000640402791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4323310000640402791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/4323310000640402791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/04/id-much-rather-be-like-ben-then-be-like.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-8745437895578029820</id><published>2007-04-01T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T15:22:19.394-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Call me Crazy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;But is it OK to miss a bestfriend even though you are probably nonexistent in his thoughts?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-8745437895578029820?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/8745437895578029820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=8745437895578029820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/8745437895578029820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/8745437895578029820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/04/call-me-crazy.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-670219990697900339</id><published>2007-03-29T20:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T20:08:07.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;So Damn Excited!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Call me a weirdo but I am damn excited my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;sem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; is coming to an end man =P All I have to do is survive two more weeks of work, then a week of vacation from work and then two more weeks!! And then I am done with these brats. Brat one was being a MAJOR brat today so I called his grandmother and I left messages and she just called me back... stupid kid! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; now I just sound pure evil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; it's not all as bad as it sounds but I feel like I now have no more patience with them already. I have not an ounce of niceness in me. How very sad it is. Ah well, two weeks. I can do it. Its mostly my take over week anyway so watch the meanie in me be even more mean then I already feel. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; once the week starts it passes so quickly but then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cumulative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; they are so damn long... oh yeah, come next week I'll be done in a month =) I'm rambling and I am damn tired so thats that for March I guess. Toodleloo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-670219990697900339?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/670219990697900339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=670219990697900339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/670219990697900339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/670219990697900339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-damn-excited-call-me-weirdo-but-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-2205114912182122364</id><published>2007-03-18T19:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:58:54.707-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;I want to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Be on a beach with the sun beating down on my back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Swim in the cool waters after soaking in the sun...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Teach the cuties that I used to teach...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Have a job and not have to study...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Live with my closeset  friends and have the time of our lives...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Learn how to ballroom dance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Look for my lost zest for life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Have direction and to know where I am going and what I am doing on this earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Live and Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-Faithy Inspired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-2205114912182122364?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2205114912182122364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=2205114912182122364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2205114912182122364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2205114912182122364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-2105198597555154036</id><published>2007-03-09T16:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T08:44:41.948-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;How "Lucky"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I LOST MY HANDPHONEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!GRRRRRRRRRR so don't sms me for the time being. That was on Wednesday when I went to drive the car that I am using for my road test tomorrow. He picked up my bag before I got out and he said "Is everything there?" but I didn't think much of it till I came back home and couldn't find my handphone... BAH oh well, a reason to get a new one. The one I want is pretty and pink and unavilable here... It's Nokia's 7390. But I prolly won't even pay for the one I get. I'll just sign on for another 2 years and get a free phone. But but but the others look good. And if I am paying for a phone, should I get one that has value in sg then I can trade it in for the pretty pink thing that I want haha dream on lah it won't be selling by the time you go back in JUNE....Oh dreams dreams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/RfHa1i3qhxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8x8rSThc5oA/s1600-h/So+pretty.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/RfHa1i3qhxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8x8rSThc5oA/s320/So+pretty.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040050071432496914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So yesterday I went to babysit and when I got there they were not home yet. I had to stand out in the fricking -24 degree wind. And on top of that I needed to PEEEEEEEEEE hell, then I started pacing around but their garden is still covered in ice. So guess what? I slipped and fell and landed on my bag. Oh bother, but all was well until I came home and remembered I had food in my BAG!!! It was a burrito and the contents had come squishing out of the foil and the paper bag and were all over my bag now. It was GROSSSSSSSSS and the bottom of my textbook had brown juices... YUCK I have thrown my bag to was even though it says NO WASHING... hahaha it's too damn disgusting not to wash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oh well, nothing unlucky has happened to me yet today, but my day isn't over. So we shall see how it goes. And back to reading my text I go...Au revoir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;*Edit 6.45 pm* Guess I spoke too soon... I just took a walk to the gym and back... it was CLOSED!! This is all the fault of the person whose damn putter had to arrive between 2-5pm... GRRR I think the gym closed at 4.30 but I, was waiting for a putter to arrive GRRR!! My luck better turn around before tomorrow morning or maybe I'll be lucky just between 7.30 and 8.30am =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-2105198597555154036?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/2105198597555154036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=2105198597555154036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2105198597555154036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/2105198597555154036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/03/how-lucky.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_sUGavub5DwY/RfHa1i3qhxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8x8rSThc5oA/s72-c/So+pretty.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-6829613668934658693</id><published>2007-03-04T22:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T22:19:24.224-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I take for granted your presence, always online when I come home. Now school's started and you're asleep, I know not what to do with me.. Here we sit and play daidi, or talk about nothing necessarily. or tell of dreams that you were in, no matter how crazy it has been. You see the best in everything, no matter how crappy reality has been. Two world's could not seem further apart, yet some how, you here with me everyday, makes everything all ok. Love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-6829613668934658693?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/6829613668934658693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=6829613668934658693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6829613668934658693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/6829613668934658693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-i-take-for-granted-your-presence.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-1200498801833731986</id><published>2007-03-01T22:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T22:50:09.333-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Now my question to the world is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Why does the term bestfriend hold so much standing? If it were any other person, would one care that the friendship has been lost? Why does the word "bestfriend" mean so much? What difference does it make if you have lost one's great friendship vs a bestfriend's  friendship? Why is the friend's friendship any less important than the bestfriend's? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-1200498801833731986?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/1200498801833731986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=1200498801833731986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1200498801833731986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/1200498801833731986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/03/now-my-question-to-world-is.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-873189852220051298</id><published>2007-02-24T23:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T23:27:17.088-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know you've screwed up when...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you think you've lost a best friend.  What happened to "Things won't change between us" and "I'll always be there for you".  Hah! That bullshit is all for primary school kids who think the coolest thing in the world is when you have a BEST FRIEND FOREVER!!! In reality, a best friend is someone whom you can talk to anytime of day, any number of hours, any time during the year and not care that they think the worst of you. It's someone who cracks you up no matter what mood you're in and whom you know loves you no matter what kind of stupid things you've done in the past.  It's someone whom no matter how far away they are, can put a smile on your face through a simple sms. And is someone one who is so intuned to you that you don't even have to speak to know their thoughts. Most importantly, a best friend is someone who stands by you through thick and thin, no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But girl, you've gone and screwed it up now. Not only have you never been any of those things, you ruined a perfectly good friendship because you gave the wrong answer. And because of that, you pay the price for stupidity. Oh well, turning back time ain't gonna help you now, so pick yourself up and move on. Life doesn't stop just because someone loss something great and never realized it till it was too damn late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-873189852220051298?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/873189852220051298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=873189852220051298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/873189852220051298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/873189852220051298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-know-youve-screwed-up-when.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-117150720485282181</id><published>2007-02-14T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T21:42:12.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;From one single to another on Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[07:48:47 PM] look who's a:  which one do u want more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[07:48:59 PM] look who's a: a husband or a child?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;[07:49:04 PM] Snowman Cont: haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;[07:49:09 PM] Snowman Cont: i can live without guys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;[07:49:13 PM] Snowman Cont: i cant live without kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[07:49:19 PM] look who's a: wahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;[07:49:26 PM] Snowman Cont: what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;[07:49:33 PM] Snowman Cont: your pick?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;[07:49:48 PM] look who's a: i told my friend i would prefer kids to husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;[07:49:54 PM] Snowman Cont: see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;[07:50:00 PM] Snowman Cont: thank you thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;And that is why we are still single. God, I love this girl! HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-117150720485282181?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/117150720485282181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=117150720485282181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/117150720485282181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/117150720485282181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/02/from-one-single-to-another-on.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-117132725525974492</id><published>2007-02-12T19:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T16:11:15.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GET A LIFE HUN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If anything scares the hell outta you, it should be the fact that she is one girl you'll need to two time just to get rid of. And knowing you, you'll prolly just get arm twisted into getting back together with her again. And on and on it will go till you get arm twisted into marrying her. . .So for your sake and no one else, GET A LIFE AND BREAK UP WITH HER ALREADY!!! And I'm done talking cuz its YOUR fricking life, not mine!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-117132725525974492?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/117132725525974492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=117132725525974492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/117132725525974492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/117132725525974492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/02/get-life-hun-if-anything-scares-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-117115264215310190</id><published>2007-02-10T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:05:00.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Let's put up a February post shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh life's been busy as hell, but nothing new there. I feel disconnected from the world back home, not knowing what everyone is up to and how they are doing. I miss people but oh hell, I am so damn used to it I guess it doesn't matter anymore. I MISS YOU!!! =) if you think you're not missed you are wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Anyway the dependence of girls on guys when they get them is scary. It's like where the hell does your independence go when a guy walks in your life? Get a life man, the world doesn't end just cuz you got a boyfriend... And it shouldn't be that way when they steal your independence. That's not the way it works...and at the end of the day what are you looking for? It's not how much pampering he does or how sweet he is, it's what morals and upbringing he has, how much of a family guy he is, and how much he cares about you in order not to change the way you are but love you AS you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I don't know why I am going on and on about this haha when it's got nothing to do with me anyway. Oh well that's my life, full of random nonsense which has nothing whatsoever to do with me. Am I really unhappy and forlorn? I highly doubt it. I would describe it as tired to the bone that I no longer see happiness is what I do heh. It will pass and I will be in paradise too soon. After all time waits for no one right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I shall stop rambling now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-117115264215310190?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/117115264215310190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=117115264215310190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/117115264215310190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/117115264215310190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/02/lets-put-up-february-post-shall-we-oh.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116769279790485059</id><published>2007-01-01T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:17:08.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;WHISTLER, the best place ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell, Whistler was AWESOME!! That's the only way to describe it. The skiing was great, the people were great, and the season was great! Haha and then when we went down to Vancouver it was downhill from there. Christmas day was crap. We pretty much did all the celebrating on the eve. Had dinner with my grandparents and my aunt's family, cousins and all, after which we opened presents and that was my christmas. No tree even. Then Chirstmas day, my daddy left for singapore and we spent the whole entire day from noon till about 7, packing for my grandparents because they are going back to sg for good. After which we escaped from my grandfather by telling him we had to meet someone for dinner. Oh man there was this dog at the house we went to, her name was Chessy and she was SUPER huge!! About three times the size of Cookie. She is 12 years old and she is some kind of retriever too but not a golden. After my crappy Christmas, it was shopping galore on boxing day and the few days after that. Oh, and tonnes of eating too. Tomorrow I am off to Florida and I shall return with lots of photos to post on Zorpia =) (fyi, after clicking on the third butterfly I think the link is the second heart at the bottom of the page.) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Oh, HAPPY NEW YEAR everyone!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116769279790485059?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116769279790485059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116769279790485059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116769279790485059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116769279790485059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2007/01/whistler-best-place-ever-hell-whistler.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116761632077597568</id><published>2006-12-31T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T20:52:00.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That is the queue for the ski lift that takes you one third way up the mountain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN7350.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN7350.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116761632077597568?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116761632077597568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116761632077597568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116761632077597568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116761632077597568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/12/that-is-queue-for-ski-lift-that-takes.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116761628506113820</id><published>2006-12-31T20:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T20:51:25.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's of the ski school children and the area behind them is where they first learn to ski.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN7351.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN7351.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116761628506113820?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116761628506113820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116761628506113820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116761628506113820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116761628506113820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/12/thats-of-ski-school-children-and-area.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116761622910156944</id><published>2006-12-31T20:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T20:50:29.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's at the bottom of the mountain where all the people are learning.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN7352.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN7352.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116761622910156944?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116761622910156944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116761622910156944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116761622910156944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116761622910156944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/12/thats-at-bottom-of-mountain-where-all.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116761612809601098</id><published>2006-12-31T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T20:48:48.456-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thats one of the steeper ski runs and the tiny dots are the people, Faith.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN7194.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN7194.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116761612809601098?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116761612809601098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116761612809601098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116761612809601098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116761612809601098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/12/thats-one-of-steeper-ski-runs-and-tiny.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116468843036034908</id><published>2006-11-27T23:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:33:50.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MINE NOW!!! =P&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/G75991L.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/G75991L.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116468843036034908?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116468843036034908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116468843036034908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116468843036034908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116468843036034908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/11/mine-now-p.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116400107634448312</id><published>2006-11-20T00:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:38:23.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A thought just occured to me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I don't know which one's sadder though, the thought that people who were once the CLOSEST things to you have changed so much and not necessarily for the best, or the realization that the people you once admired so much have actually very little to admire now that you see them in a different, more mature light. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Oh well back to working again I guess, not that I ever really began in the first place =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116400107634448312?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116400107634448312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116400107634448312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116400107634448312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116400107634448312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/11/thought-just-occured-to-me-i-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116399696717653107</id><published>2006-11-19T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T19:33:54.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;This is what I do when I have three papers due before Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A lady took a break from her shopping at the mall and headed to get some coffee and a bucket of cookies. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;She sat down at a table and started reading her book.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A man joins her at the table, and he too took out his newspaper and started reading.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She took a sip of her coffee and then reached for one of the cookies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;To her surprise, the man also reached for one cookie.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A little while later, she helped herself to a second cookie. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;The man reached for another cookie too.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;When the same incident happened a third time, the woman became a little angry and wondered what would happen next as there was only one cookie left.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The man picked up the cookie, broke it into half, gave her half, ate the other half and then left.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;By this time she was fuming with rage and ready to return home to tell her family what had happened to her.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She picked up her bags of shopping and there she saw, her bucket of cookies lying inside one of them, untouched. -Fr. Stephen Boyle&lt;a href="http://www.emmanuel.edu/studentaffairs/ministry/staff.asp#boyle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A story so inspirational and touching about how much the spirit of giving means and how little we do it. We have so much to be thankful for and yet sometimes, all we can see in someone else is the worst in them. We never see that the mistake itself lies within one's self and not in the person we are all mad at. This story brings about new light to Matthew 7:3-4 " Why do you notice the splinter in your brother's eye, but do not perceive the wooden beam in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, 'Let me remove that splinter from your eye,' while the wooden beam is in your eye?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116399696717653107?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116399696717653107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116399696717653107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116399696717653107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116399696717653107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-what-i-do-when-i-have-three.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116286165084730074</id><published>2006-11-06T20:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T20:10:16.776-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Was I really that horrible a PERSON???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;[12:33:16 PM] Fluffy beans: avy used to say" i would rather be jac's friend than her enemy".. cos of how u would tell someone in her face tt u didnt like her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;haha it really is great in moments like these where you realize how much for the better one has changed. Funny how I don't remember being so mean but I guess "Queen of Mean" doesn't come from no where huh. But secondary school seems a life time away and first impressions then were always wrong anyway =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Then again, I probably was that horrible a person hahaha who am I trying to kid, I STILL AM!!! True colours. Love me or sue me =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116286165084730074?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116286165084730074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116286165084730074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116286165084730074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116286165084730074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/11/was-i-really-that-horrible-person.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116210235351349191</id><published>2006-10-29T01:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T19:30:18.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me eating cake number FOUR from the lady I babysit for, with party hat and all =) &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN0065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN0065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116210235351349191?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116210235351349191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116210235351349191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210235351349191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210235351349191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/me-eating-cake-number-four-from-lady-i.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116210096324078135</id><published>2006-10-29T01:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:49:23.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And my traditional birthday decorations!! THANKS big sista!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/FSCN0072.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/FSCN0072.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116210096324078135?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116210096324078135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116210096324078135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210096324078135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210096324078135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/and-my-traditional-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116210092924385323</id><published>2006-10-29T01:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:48:49.246-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My traditional pretty blue flowers!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN0069.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN0069.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116210092924385323?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116210092924385323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116210092924385323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210092924385323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210092924385323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-traditional-pretty-blue-flowers.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116210084333017533</id><published>2006-10-29T01:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:47:23.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The prettiest butterflies and flower cake THREE&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN0034.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN0034.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116210084333017533?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116210084333017533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116210084333017533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210084333017533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210084333017533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/prettiest-butterflies-and-flower-cake.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116210080349976240</id><published>2006-10-29T01:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:46:43.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cake number TWO that was all cut up and led to Gen getting cake Three&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN0035.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN0035.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116210080349976240?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116210080349976240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116210080349976240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210080349976240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210080349976240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/cake-number-two-that-was-all-cut-up.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116210072310240773</id><published>2006-10-29T01:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:45:23.106-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Us and cake number ONE &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN0033.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN0033.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116210072310240773?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116210072310240773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116210072310240773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210072310240773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210072310240773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/us-and-cake-number-one.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116210069583135316</id><published>2006-10-29T01:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:44:55.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Our yummy half eaten food =P ribeye steak, broccoli, and mashed potatoes&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN0026.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN0026.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116210069583135316?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116210069583135316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116210069583135316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210069583135316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210069583135316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/our-yummy-half-eaten-food-p-ribeye.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116210064656203474</id><published>2006-10-29T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T01:44:06.683-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Us bubbling with laughter on the train&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/DSCN0025.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/DSCN0025.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116210064656203474?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116210064656203474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116210064656203474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210064656203474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116210064656203474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/us-bubbling-with-laughter-on-train.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116136923407045843</id><published>2006-10-20T14:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T14:33:54.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This kid, cracks me up so bad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: thats a really nice butterfly on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; pic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The smell of: thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: could make a good henna&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The smell of: i like it toooooooo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The smell of: i want a tattoo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The smell of: but it wont come out nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; The smell of: and i know i'll be disowned&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: why lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The smell of: and henna doesnt come out coloured&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: get one where no one will see&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: get one on &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; ankle la&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: small one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;: why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: it has to be that nice big butterfly there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: put on the small of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; back :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: haha &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; parents will go mad?but its a butterfly not a dragon what haha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: thats exactly where i want it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: but anyway its a tattoo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: i'll be disowned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: haha now whats with &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; nick then lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: haha so serious meh?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: yeah prolly&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: its a phase &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: it will pass&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: i hope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: haha but the butterfly is still reallly nice heh&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: but its sooooooo damn prettyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: ok i shall not influence u negatively lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: you are no HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: yeah, sheesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: i remember when i had my ear pierced in sec3 lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: yeah?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: what happened to the piercing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: i let it grow back cuz i realised it was jus damn gay lol&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: yeah i had my third one done in sec three&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: the one on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: well anyway&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: yeah was almost disowned then too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: my mum went quite mad&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: yeah &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: but now u have 3 and u haven't been disowned :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: so...haha either on the small of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; back..or somewhere lower haha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: would be nice :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: grrrrrr&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: you're the devil's son or spawn &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: which ever one pleases you more&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: tsk tsk boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: yes yes im here to lead you to temptation&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: which ever one pleases you more :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: tell me about it&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Why do we on: hell i already own a place in hell&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Why do we on: what difference does it make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Yao&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt;: haha ok i shall not keep talking abt &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;ur&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:City&gt; tatoo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116136923407045843?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116136923407045843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116136923407045843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116136923407045843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116136923407045843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-kid-cracks-me-up-so-bad-yao-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116114807582348130</id><published>2006-10-18T01:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:11:46.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what I'll get. . .  SIGH and that in itself is a reminder to myself to never get inked =) &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/yuck.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid rgb(0, 0, 0); margin: 2px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/yuck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116114807582348130?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116114807582348130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116114807582348130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116114807582348130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116114807582348130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-what-ill-get.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116114805045752051</id><published>2006-10-18T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T01:07:30.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is what I WANT!! &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/butterfly.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/butterfly.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116114805045752051?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116114805045752051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116114805045752051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116114805045752051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116114805045752051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-what-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116104011533903117</id><published>2006-10-16T19:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:07:57.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To the height of boredom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I do when I don't want to write my paper and when I don't want to hit the gym... HAHA and the best thing is I don't even like it all that much haha so it will stay for a few days then hit the road =) Enjoy it while it last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116104011533903117?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116104011533903117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116104011533903117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116104011533903117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116104011533903117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/to-height-of-boredom-this-is-what-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116079979297281174</id><published>2006-10-14T00:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:23:25.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I miss you!! That's all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116079979297281174?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116079979297281174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116079979297281174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116079979297281174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116079979297281174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/blog-post_14.html' title='=)'/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116071250649585776</id><published>2006-10-13T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:08:37.213-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Don't they all grow up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weird how we cannot stop them from growing up and we look at who they have become and wonder how they can be better people cuz it's so much easier to see how THEY can become better people than it is to see how YOU can become the better person. All you can do is sit back, relax, and enjoy the success of THEIR creation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;AND this is a thinker in more ways than one. Stole it from David and I LIKE IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;"Our parents stop beating us up, when we take over that job for them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:veranda;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(170, 153, 176);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116071250649585776?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116071250649585776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116071250649585776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116071250649585776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116071250649585776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/dont-they-all-grow-up-so-weird-how-we.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116050322561456635</id><published>2006-10-10T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:57:19.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;This is why God puts the most random people into our lives!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that in the thousands he throws our way, a special few will come in and leave the REAL footprints on our souls. It's people like this, who remind you everyday, why you live the life you live, why you keep doing it even though its become boring and routine, and you don't see the purpose in it , it's because of the people like this that THAT is why God throws us so many poeple in our lives. At some point in life, each and everyone of those special few left a mark on us that we will keep and use till the very end of our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Alot of us live currently live in the past or in the future but we dun really care about NOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;That is a blessing already. Everyday u will go class, see friends, watch ur favourite TV show,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;look at cute guys, go shopping, is NOW already. If u dun noe how to live NOW, u won't know when is your future, coz when the future comes, u will think of future again and u won't enjoy what u have projected ur future to be coz u keep on tinking about the future." -Uncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You'll probably never know how much perspective you have helped me put things into. And for that I say Thank YOU!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;On a happier and lighter note, the smell of LAUNDRY being done makes ME feel happy. Add to my list : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;                The smell of _________________ makes you feel REALLY HAPPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;   &lt;li&gt;HY- haze reminds him of primary school days (and he is the inspiration of my list =P)&lt;/li&gt;   &lt;li&gt;Uncle - the smell of particular windy days (not all of them have that same special smell)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faith - I love the smell of the sea and going there makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;ol style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116050322561456635?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116050322561456635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116050322561456635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116050322561456635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116050322561456635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-is-why-god-puts-most-random.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116042851401888039</id><published>2006-10-09T17:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T13:12:30.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'>This one's for YOU, Faithy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This one's for YOU, Faithy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I shall stop bursting eggs for awhile (Dynomite) and do this in honour of Faith who asked how come I don't blog nowadays. Well, reason being I am either babysitting or doing homework. That's my life!! I do nothing more nothing less. Haha with the exception of sleeping and eating and going to class. SO anyway, today is Columbus day and so NO class. And I had planned to go down to the toy shop to do an assignment but I became too lazy after babysitting five hours this morning so here I sit, popping eggs and talking to the love of my life =) FAITHY =P So at Faith's request to see Boston, here it is. This is the best I could do =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116042851401888039?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116042851401888039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116042851401888039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042851401888039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042851401888039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-ones-for-you-faithy_09.html' title='This one&apos;s for YOU, Faithy!!'/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116042834485035142</id><published>2006-10-09T17:12:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:12:24.856-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Us being crazy at some softball game haha&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/106.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/106.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116042834485035142?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116042834485035142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116042834485035142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042834485035142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042834485035142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/us-being-crazy-at-some-softball-game.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116042832133987678</id><published>2006-10-09T17:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:12:01.340-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A whole bunch of us ice skating in the Boston Common.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/all%20of%20us.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/all%20of%20us.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116042832133987678?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116042832133987678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116042832133987678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042832133987678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042832133987678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/whole-bunch-of-us-ice-skating-in.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116042823971750468</id><published>2006-10-09T17:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:10:39.723-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's my DARLING family standing outside my school or what you can see of it behind us anyway.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/MD9.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/MD9.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116042823971750468?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116042823971750468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116042823971750468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042823971750468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042823971750468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/thats-my-darling-family-standing.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12346736.post-116042812227437085</id><published>2006-10-09T17:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T17:08:42.276-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That's Quincy Market, where CHEERS is located or the replica anyway for those who watch the show.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/640/quincy_market.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/114/5414/320/quincy_market.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12346736-116042812227437085?l=wackymonster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/feeds/116042812227437085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12346736&amp;postID=116042812227437085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042812227437085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12346736/posts/default/116042812227437085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wackymonster.blogspot.com/2006/10/thats-quincy-market-where-cheers-is.html' title=''/><author><name>justjac</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03012035736105342192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
