<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851</id><updated>2009-02-23T18:28:45.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When All Else Fail...Go to Sleep</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>585</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112455555938595817</id><published>2005-08-20T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T09:37:00.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/1600/thegentle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/320/thegentle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/1600/paul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/320/paul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/1600/nicky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/320/nicky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/1600/bob.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/320/bob.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALEX PAUL NICK BOB &lt;center&gt;is love&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;well..finally found out the price of the Franz Ferdinand concert -- 29.95 american buckeroos. kinda steep but hell. It's Franz Ferdinand. It's worth it. &gt;&lt;'' just hope there isn't any of those 50% off tickets later cuz i will kill somebody. okay i'm going to go off in tangents here so if you dont want to read random shit. get the fuck out. If you DO want to read random shit. Go to my xanga. That's why it's there. It's for random-random shit. &lt;-- hum i sound idiotic. ANYWAYS :; some &lt;strong&gt;bastard&lt;/strong&gt; called me at 1 Am last night. Amazingly it was the night that I actually went to bed before 3 in the morning. I was dead tired yesterday. Great night to pick. The problem was, he called 3 fucking times within 10 fucking minutes. I had NO clue who this shit head was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ring ring&lt;br /&gt;me: hello?&lt;br /&gt;phone disconnect&lt;br /&gt;ring ring&lt;br /&gt;me: *silence* *grumbling* yes?&lt;br /&gt;-noise in background- phone disconnect&lt;br /&gt;ring ring&lt;br /&gt;me: *silent for a few seconds* what do you want?&lt;br /&gt;male voice : *drunk voice emmitts..baljalkdfaldjkasjfkaljsfdk* is this bkdjaksdlfjaksljfidoad&lt;br /&gt;me: *thinking* wtf *saying* no. wrong number&lt;br /&gt;him: Yah SURRRRe?&lt;br /&gt;me: yeah. call me again and i'll kill you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonderful eh? I hate drunk bastards. I will kill all. mwahah . I need somebody interesting to come online right now!! the people online at this moment are not very interesting specimens to talk to. I got so bored yesterday that after seeing my test scores [see xanga] , i made 4 complete franz ferdinand avvys. Yes, i was grounded. No, i was not stoned. haha See above for the icons. Humm...must find something deep to talk about here.  Well you see there is this guy I once knew... like all guys he was very nice and kind to begin with, a real good friend. Guess what? He turned into a bastard just like all guys do eventually. YAY! &gt;&lt;'' Okay that wasn't very deep or very true to begin with. haha Okay. I CANNOT think of anything to say so early in the morning. I need some caffine and some real food.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112455555938595817?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112455555938595817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112455555938595817&amp;isPopup=true' title='203 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112455555938595817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112455555938595817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/08/alex-paul-nick-bob-is-love-just-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>203</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112309224369113628</id><published>2005-08-03T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T11:04:03.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://host.picturewizard.com/2005-8/369731/3365324_m.gif" align="left" /&gt;ahh.screw blogger uploading pictures..they mess up gif files apparently. :[ so here's the normal version that i jacked off my signiture from hpforums. meh. MUCH BETTER ^__^ anyways. I'VE GOT MY FRIDAY BACK!! HUZZAHH!! :] and i didn't even have to ask. happiness is me ^__^ makes me want to hug that person but i dont want to. LOL. Now i get to.....do my homework...-___-'' FUCK. DAMN YOU VEDAR. oh well..i'll do my homework tmr after ortho..it's only a chapter outline...it's SUMMER. SUMMER. I still need to read my books too...I wish I worked harder this summer..hahah..well ZOO TODAY! hahah..woopdedo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112309224369113628?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112309224369113628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112309224369113628&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112309224369113628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112309224369113628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahh_03.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112309212747937227</id><published>2005-08-03T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T11:02:07.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://host.picturewizard.com/2005-8/369731/3365324_m.gif" align="left" /&gt;ahh.screw blogger uploading pictures..they mess up gif files apparently. :[ so here's the normal version that i jacked off my signiture from hpforums.  meh. MUCH BETTER ^__^ anyways. I'VE GOT MY FRIDAY BACK!! HUZZAHH!! :] and i didn't even have to ask. happiness is me ^__^ makes me want to hug that person but i dont want to. LOL. Now i get to.....do my homework...-___-'' FUCK. DAMN YOU VEDAR. oh well..i'll do my homework tmr after ortho..it's only a chapter outline...it's&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112309212747937227?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112309212747937227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112309212747937227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112309212747937227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112309212747937227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112301402478546372</id><published>2005-08-02T13:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T13:20:24.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/1600/3365324_m.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/572/165/320/3365324_m.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hum..i got locked out of my blogger a few times :] geez. i am so bored durning summer...i can't go out much cuz i'm freaking grounded and cuz i'm &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; sickkkk. I can hardly breathe cuz i'm coughing up so damn much and my throat hurts like shit. Somebody's going to pay for this shit. Seriously. Anyways. What's up these few weeks? Nothing much. ARUGH. I just remember that i have to go to Ortho on thursday. WILL THEY LEMME TAKE OFF THE SAHITING BRACES YET?1?! God. they said it would be off by June. Then they moved the stupid ass day to August 4th. Well, if it's off by thursday, i will have a SUPER happy friday... (well...i'm HAVE to do something that day that isn't making me very happy right now... one day, i will kill that person...slowly and painfully...) :( Thought that person was a nice guy too..[DONT TRUST PEOPLE, KIDS!!!] -__-'' I refuse to say anything other than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh FRICKING COOL&gt;&gt;&gt;&lt;&lt; Blogger FINALLY lets you upload pictures directly....SHIT i really haven't been here for a while. ^__^'' I LOVE YOU BLOGGER!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112301402478546372?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112301402478546372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112301402478546372&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112301402478546372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112301402478546372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/08/hum.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112215368862380175</id><published>2005-07-23T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T14:21:28.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>V you know how you're supposed to keep a journal for school..hahaha yeahhhh well here's my homework. ^^''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 11th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways, i just finished my spanish version of my journal for class and now it's time for the English version. GO ME! Anyways, as I said in my spanish entry for Tunzi, I am currently stuck in the car somewhere in Nevada but not in Las Vegas. Great...haha. It's SO hot and sunny out here it's not funny. I feel kind of sick of looking at the desert for so freaking long. It's boring and just full of sagebush. I remember in fourth? grade, i had to do a project on Nevada because all the other states were picked and my goodness, I started hating this gigantic waste of space since then. The only positive thing I have to say is that Mark Twain is from here. But then again, I had to read "Tom Sawyer" for a reading assignment which is, duh, not good. It's HOT! You lucky people in San Francisco do not know how good you have it. I might complain about the shitty weather conditions, but atleast I can BREATHE there. Yeah, I'm kind of missing that natural reaction...Should've taken the PLANE. Goodness...oh well only 3-4 days in LV then it's on to LA for me! Disneyland and the NEW Space Mountain, here I come! w00t! I'm getting my Harry Potter book at Downtown Disney because I rock so damn much. Hahah..yeah I suck for being such a fangirl of Harry Potter. Mannn..I wish I was one of the winners that could meet JKR in England on the 16th...alas, I never entered the contest, meaning there is not a chance i could win. Meh. I'm listening to Green Day right now....kind of weird since I'm supposedly thinking in Espanol for class. I wish I had my notes with me. It's impossible to remember all the volcab i learned this year.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm a JUNIOR already. SHIZZ. That's freaky. I just came to Wash!! NOO!! DONT TAKE ME AWAY!! [...] I still feel like it's the summer of eighth grade -__-'' Dang..I can't believe it's been 3 years since I met the Pres. kids that I chill with now ^^'' HI!! hihihihihi. hahah. Crazy kids these days huh? i wish we can go back to those times haha..Nevada SUCKS. Oh yeah btw, it's planned. After our senior graduation, we are all going to LA to celebrate !! hahah..or actually, me and lainy just mentioned it once..heheh..but really. we should do that. Save your money NOW. [mann...and i wanted to buy a Sabb with all the cash. =[ ] OHH FRANZ FERDINAND! [mp3 playlist on my comp right now. ] Hot Hot HOT here...nothing but crap flying past my window at 90 miles per hour. I wanna watch Hells Kitchen tonight!!! Hopefully the Hotel I'm staying at picks up FOX. I cannot miss an episode. Ramsey is the shiz. :] He is one scary person, very scary...ARGH. Stupid "dancing with the stars" ....I watched the shows to get John to win....meh and then Kelly won...*sniff* not fair..hahah...&lt;br /&gt;why am i talking about reality shows?&lt;br /&gt;ARE WE THERE YET??!? [ahh! i am running out of laptop batttery!! okay SIGNING OUT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;journal two July 14th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is the song for the unloved&lt;br /&gt;this is the music for one last cry&lt;br /&gt;this is prayer that tommorow will help me leave the past behind&lt;br /&gt;it's the song for the unloved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-"Song for the Unloved" Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh. My trip to Las Vegas is over already...man that was fast. Right now I am once again, here in my car, trying to wake myself up and get rid of the heat. I'm back in California but seriously, it's still about 111 degrees out here. I'm sick of reading "Their Eyes Were Watching God". Really, the English used in the book got my eyes hurting so much. Should be arriving in LA from LV in a few hours...I hope my computer doesn't run out of batteries one more time before I can go recharge it. This is what sucks about having a laptop...infinite batteries do not exist...and the fact that the bottom of the computer gets hot after a while and it's heavy on my lap. Egad. haha...Listening to Backstreet Boys's new CD right now [mwahah..i found a site that gave out the whole CD on WMA so i DLed it all...] it's okay..i like it better than the other BSB cds...I listened to Simple Plan's "untitled" for a trillion times now...or atleast so much that I know how to sing it backwards, fowards, inside out..mwahah...lol..so anyways my days' highlights:&lt;br /&gt;- the hotel i was staying in was really nice =] and the swimming pool was wonderful ^^'' 13 feet!! [that's a weird feet number..usually it's only 10...]&lt;br /&gt;- I COULD'VE MET DONALD TRUMP!!! ARUGH. All I needed to do was look out of my window and I would've saw DONALD TRUMP. BUT nooo....I just had to go swimming at that exact time...ARUGH. I didn't even know until I saw the news later..-___-'' FUDGE. LITERALLY. Outside my window.. [cuz the Trumpmister was opening a new hotel thingi next door to my Hotel and was giving a speech thingi...ARGUGH] FUDGE&lt;br /&gt;- I visited ALL the hotels on the Strip and my god, they are gorgeous. It doesn't matter that I went to them about 3 years ago, it still amazes me how beautiful it is in the hotels...I am going to live at Ceasar's Palace next time I'm going. OR the Venician. I don't care..or Mandalay Bay..shizz..or the Wynn [which is directly across from my hotel..HAHAH]&lt;br /&gt;-Excalibur made me lose only 10 buck and won me a lion..haha...[actually only blew 5 bucks on midway games...another 5 on DDR] Arugh..there was this DDR wannabe machine and ITS IMPOSSIBlE. I don't csare that it's practically the same, the BUTTONS DO NOT WORK. WTF. haha..My lion is weird though...my brother won a cuter one at Circus Circus...&lt;br /&gt;-Hotels like to play my MP3 playlist...hahah i could sing along with all the songs that were playing in the Luxor, Treasure Island, Mirage...ect.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;-There is a road called ZZYZX...HOW THE HELL DO YOU PRONOUNCE THAT?!?!&lt;br /&gt;-Complain all you want about the gas price in SF..the price is 2.71 average out in the desert. What JIP. haha&lt;br /&gt;-M&amp;M factory and Coca Cola factory were yummy..&lt;br /&gt;W[here]TF AM ??!?!?&lt;br /&gt;[Carl's Jr. in the middle of no where.] *continue to listen to BSB*&lt;br /&gt;ouch..my face hurts from being hit by the wind...yeah the window's down and we're barralling down at 90 miles per hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'cuz it's all so dark and mysterious&lt;br /&gt;when the one you want doesn't want you&lt;br /&gt;i gave myself away completely&lt;br /&gt;but you just couldn't see me&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping in your bed&lt;br /&gt;'cuz someone else was on your mind; in your head&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;you want to talk, give me a call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Siberia, BSB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July 20th 2005 -&lt;br /&gt;date: my birthday; 5:26pm&lt;br /&gt;location: Anaheim, California, hotel room&lt;br /&gt;well..decided not to go to Disneyland today...seeing how I've been there for the last 4 days in a row. I FINALLY gotten bored of that place. haha..yes, it takes me about 13 times to get me uninterested =]. Woops, my bad. I'm going to Disneyland in about 45 minutes...so yeah..I'm alone...in my hotel room, watching HBO and going on my computer while trying to finish my homework. w00t. Well...I still HAVEN'T gotten my harry potter book yet. That plainly sucks. Everywhere I go, there is some guy with the new book and I haven't even had time to go online and check out the info on it...not that I want to..I mean, why ruin the book for myself? [Los Angeles Times did that for me in a book review a few days ago..so neverminnnd...] Anything interesting this time around in Anaheim? Not really..same ol same ole =] Lots of junk food and roller coasters. I love the new Space Mountain and Astro Blasters though. I waited 3 times [trips to DL] to go on those rides..-__-'' Oh yeah. It's also the 50th Anniversary of Disneyland. I was there for the rededication of it. Apparently, so was Arnold "govvennoor of Caawllifourniia." hahah..Yeah...watching him a few feet away from me on Sunday was HILARIOUS. the people around me were howling in laughter =D that was fun. Wish I had time to go buy souviners though &gt;&lt;...lines at that place is ridicious. I've seen a sign that said 300 minutes for Space Mountain!! [5 hours] Crazy..haha..but I waited for only 5 minutes on that ride once..woot. the early bird does catches the proverbial worm. ^^..man...i miss going online...HEY I'M SIXTEEN! hahha..woah. that was RANDOM. Ohhhh guess what? one time on the Tower of Terror over at California Adventure, these 3 guys took off their seat belts at the very top and got caught!! hahahahahahaha..IDIOTS. We [the whole elevator] had to be slowly lowered down...which sucked. but they got "escorted" out of the park and we got another ride [oh man....2 rides in a row was not fun..my head hurted haha] I'm slowly collecting those penny-squishing thing pennies though..i have ALOT now...wasted me alot of money just on those -__-T Watched a bunch of movies these days at the hotels I stayed at..&lt;br /&gt;-Sorority boys [HAHAH...man...things flying though windows that shouldn't be thrown...;] When I visited UCLA i was dissapointed by the frat and sorority houses i saw...they are too calm and nice looking...man..stupid movies ruined the college houses' images for me..hahah]&lt;br /&gt;-Runaway jury [offically on my favorite movies list Dustin Hoffman is *dramatic hand-over-heart manuver* the best. Gene Hackman is just plain freakyyy hahah...but w/e they rock.]&lt;br /&gt;-Day after Tommorow [meh. i watched it too many times]&lt;br /&gt;-Curse of the [something that starts with a B and ends with an O] - about the BoSox's curse [yah know the world series and how they can never win it? ]&lt;br /&gt;-You Got Served [oh god..this movie has such bad writing it's kind of painful to listen..thank god for the great dance scenes. -__-'']&lt;br /&gt;OHh..i got a new duffle bag..[i lost mine at the beginning of 9th grade and was too lazy to ever purchase another one...] but it's ADIDAS....ARUGH. I knew I should've bought the NIKE one.only 2 dollars more..but so frigging smaller...so....i opted for the bigger one..bigger is better to me.&lt;br /&gt;...that sounded ..wrong..*pounds bad influencing people out of my head* hahahah..just joking just joking.&lt;br /&gt;is this going into my xanga/blogger/hpforums? man....this is a long ass entry even if it's "educational". Speaking of which..I really need Vedar's homework..it's due by now...but i never got it since I'm still on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;Dustin Hoffman is like the type of old guys that has such a darn adorable face and makes you want to just hug him or squeeze the crap out. [...] i so didn't say that. hahah&lt;br /&gt;petition: John should've won ..[dancing with the stars..]&lt;br /&gt;crap..i'm leaving LA tommorow..and i don't know how i'm feeling about it...i miss you people in frisco so much [especially YOU.*wink wink nudge nudge* joking] but i wanna stay here cuz it's far away from home and this is practically my second home that i can only visit about once a year..the weather's been crazy right now...dumb hurricane emily has her effect on southern cali. I can't wait till i get my house back...the water in socal is kind of not fresh-like..haha..the Disney water is sticky...MAN I NEED INTERNET. I'm talking to myself here. haha...yeah...2 weeks without AIM does this to me..&lt;br /&gt;on another note: good luck to Ming on her summer search trip today =] have funnnn!!! haha...leaving on my bday..tsktsktsk..hahah jk.&lt;br /&gt;off the top of my head: really random but I'm bored out of my mind and I'm watching tv...and typing random crap on this laptop...that is crushing my leg..AHR&gt;&lt; at Disneyland...on all the rides they say "please keep your hand, arm, feet and legs inside the [pirate ship, boat, car ect..] at all times, thank you" in english and in spanish and now i can't get the spanish version out of my head ...arugh....Tunzi would be proud of me. okay back to my original question. What do those girls see in them? WHY in the world would you want to have a guy who you're going to be scared that he's going to be unfaithful or mean or whatever? Oh..it's 'exciting' you say...but what's so fun about having a heart attack if the guy doesn't call you or doesn't talk to you for a while? that's crazy. i would call you an idiot..but i wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;don't you HATE those people who changes all the sudden for no apparent reason besides the fact that they had? If i had the power, i would make everybody i know that i care about right now to never change..unless it's for the better. That one person that i know, my god; changed so much i feel like i don't even know that person anymore. Few months ago, i would've considered that person to be one of the best people i know..and then WHY THE FUCK did we had to screw it over with ONE SIMPLE THING? I guess it's true..even the smallest, most insignificant thing can change the end results of things...nothing in the world is stable..the tiniest thing like a simple agreement can ruin even what seems like a stable friendship. I wonder how it would be right now if we haven't fucked it over...ever had the feeling that you miss that person so much even though that person is right next to you because you can't ever reach them again...and you can never get back to the place you were before? or maybe it wasn't that great of a friendship to start with..[*right side brain speaking* no shit,&lt;em&gt; sherlock&lt;/em&gt; *left side speaking* keep digging Watson.  &lt;--&lt;em&gt; i hate that quote!!! but i couldn't resist it&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you want to talk..give me a call.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you never hesitated before&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112215368862380175?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112215368862380175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112215368862380175&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112215368862380175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112215368862380175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/07/v-you-know-how-youre-supposed-to-keep.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112096567642931917</id><published>2005-07-09T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T20:21:16.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;since this is my blogger. I don't give a shit about who reads THIS. My xanga is public, this is more of a private to me. Why is it that &lt;strong&gt;other&lt;/strong&gt; people's shit between them has to affect ME?! What DID I do in my life to deserve this crap placed on MY shoulders. I don't even know the 2 people who hates me personally. Well I know one person as the girlfriend of one of my friends and the other, I NEVER even HEARD of. much less interacted with in any type of conversation. The moron doesn't even know how to SPELL my name...why would somebody who thinks he knows [yes, a guy hates me..omigod..I wonder who that is..*mock ponder*] enough about me to hate me but doesn't seem to know how to spell my name. Idiot. So, this morning I was in a good enough mood to &lt;strong&gt;APOLOGIZE&lt;/strong&gt; to the people. [I refrained from saying &lt;em&gt;shitheads&lt;/em&gt;] I mean, WHY AM I APOLOGIZING ANYWAYS? So after the party, when I came home, I was thinking to myself "why would I submit &lt;em&gt;myself&lt;/em&gt; to them?" So I wrote back some new comments to the two of them explaining myselfs pretty clearly. I don't talk smack about them in MY xanga and they don't talk shit about me in theirs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;person #1 --- she shouldn't be telling me that she hates me..even if it's a little. I mean, I never even talked to her personally. Now she's telling me that my friend dislikes me or isn't a 'real' friend. Well miss., who are you to talk? You're NOT my friend so you WOULDN'T know what MY friends are like. You don't hang out with them so um SHUT UP? I'm not the one being so fucking paranoid of a guy that loves you. I knew him since the summer of eighth grade and he would never do anything that you don't like. SO SHUT YOUR FACE ABOUT WHO MY REAL FRIENDS ARE. Sheesh. I for one never blamed you for causing SHIT to go between you and my friend. I saw your side of the story and I understand why you would be pissed off at her. But now I see that you're just &lt;em&gt;crazy&lt;/em&gt;. Congratulations. I still don't hate you. I still don't have any opinion on you. I'm THAT nice. I don't care about . You. And. Your. Stupid. Problems. With. Her. Or. Me. I . Don't. Know. You. And. You . Don't. Know . Me. So . Um. FUCK OFF. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;person #2 --- you. I don't even KNOW WHO YOU ARE. Much less WHERE I met you, from WHOM I met you from, if I EVEN SEEN YOU. Well...From all I know, You're just a 16 year old Asian boy of 6/28/89 birth, preferably pridefull of his heritage, is an idiot, since you do use 'haha' &lt;- and i quote that, as the end of your screenname. You most likely go to george washington high school, most definately not in my classes, going to be a junior who thinks he's all that. Must I go on? I mean, I am hitting on all the spots. You probably think that e-- i mean SHE is correct because you don't know shit. OR maybe you just are PERSON number one or a close relative, probably of a sibling descent who just happens to take on an alias to cover up for her shortcomings. Yes. shortcomings. and i dont mean in stature or in brainpower. Or therefore, lack of since you think that 'being friends with her makes you a bitch =)" or as i interpret the "=)" as "equal sign, close perentaces" moron. I conside YOU a 1) sham, 2) human kind interpretation of the hellish demons you are going to encounter and 3) a weak ass, dumbshit driving [mind driving that is..], crookedly abnormal wimp of a facade. yeah, you are a wimp. you're so scared of having me bitch at you in person that you don't even put your real name up. Atleast e-- i mean, SHE has the guts to tell people who she really is. *GASP* the horrors of me seeing who you are. WOW. You're so lucky, you get a whole fucking paragraph in my blogger. Wonderful isn't it? I wish i had more time so i can give you a whole fucking page. It's lovely isn't it? My sarcasm must make you just want to punch me in the face. but don't worry about THAT. you got your little sidekick to do the bitching for you. Huh. You must have missed out on the passing of the brains in the smarts department robot shit. Welcome to the real world.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i love this. =]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112096567642931917?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112096567642931917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112096567642931917&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112096567642931917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112096567642931917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/07/since-this-is-my-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112096407471576598</id><published>2005-07-09T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T19:54:34.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woo! today was cool. i felt so special. except for this morning and now..where I found that certain people hate me..people that i never said more to than 1 or two sentences..but whatever. people are &lt;b&gt;ASSWIPES&lt;/b&gt; [oops can i say that?] these days. but whatever. to each their own and to err is to human, to forgive, divine. so lemme play god and forgive the minions of the earth. Peace be bestowed to thee, for thou art &lt;b&gt;SHITHEADS.&lt;/b&gt; WOO!! THAT FELT GOOD. hahahaha..man..i am seriously going to make real enemies for this posts. but HEY it isn't aimed at anybody. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways back to my cool ass day. Went to g's at 12 ON THE DOT. WOOT. got locked out of her house for a while hahaha. Tiffany Le{YAYAYAYAY HAVENT SEEN HER IN SOOO LONG!!!} and Jackie and of course G was there. Waited for a long time and Jacky [the guy ] and Benton came..hehe.. and then went on the bus and Jacky and Jackie ambushed me and blindfolded me...[...]and i was stuck on the bus listening to music for a lonnnng time and finally got there and was led into teh resturant looking like an idiot cuz jackie wouldn't let me see where i was going. hahah. Got there and Laine and Andy was there! yay! and then ordered food and nobody knew what the hell they were ordering hahaha..=] Ate for a long time and Jacky and Andy were going crazy ahaha. it was hilarious. Then Ming came. then after being stuffed, G and Andy and Laine? went and got me something...HAHA A MUFFIN with a candle!! HAAHHAHAHA. Jacky thought they were for reals and was hella weirded out. HAHA..Then they came with the REAL cake..OMIGOD!!!!!!! IT WAS SOO COOLLLLLL!!! LORD OF THE RINGS THEME!! KOOOOOOOOOOOO..  HAHAHHA. ["There was a Harry Potter one, but it was really ugly" ] AHHAHAHAHAHAH. sweeeet. They sang Happy Birthday and everybody in the restuarant clapped. yay ^__^ But i was hella full and couldn't finish my piece. Then they gave me my PRESSIES!! I LOVE IT I LOVE IT I LOVE IT!! hHAHAHAHA. Not exactly the tissue paper AHAHAHHA [joke pres] but the nemo the card the big swisshie thingi [nD:"it's good for reading" me: a book AHAHHA]Then left and went back to G's house to chilllll..and that's just what we did..chill...mah jong, cards : SPOONS!!! WOOT! HAHAHA and &lt;b&gt;ANDY'S GAMBLING GAME&lt;/b&gt; [that's what he called it] then Benton left and they just played BBALL and me tiff and elaine just stood around listening to music..finished the whole cake too. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh man that was like old times...only with me holding big bags of stuff HAHA and cake..poor jacky was stuck with my cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIC TAC TOE ON CARD =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIAMPs now apply to other people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112096407471576598?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112096407471576598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112096407471576598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112096407471576598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112096407471576598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/07/woo-today-was-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112070393561279681</id><published>2005-07-06T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T19:38:55.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P align=left&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/meee.jpg" align=left&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;BR&gt;now isn't this pretty? hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112070393561279681?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112070393561279681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112070393561279681&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112070393561279681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112070393561279681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/07/now-isnt-this-pretty-hahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112070385428853780</id><published>2005-07-06T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T19:37:34.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photobucket</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;Photobucket.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112070385428853780?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112070385428853780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112070385428853780&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112070385428853780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112070385428853780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/07/photobucket.html' title='Photobucket'/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112036553959353492</id><published>2005-07-02T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T21:46:59.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So this week what did I do? I have no memory whatsoever hahah..I suck.&lt;br /&gt;um..This is what I remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching batman w/ Jackie and Jordan [entry in xanga]&lt;br /&gt;going swimming with gianna and ming..going to wash before that...&lt;br /&gt;going to stones with gianna and ming..&lt;br /&gt;finished vedar's hw one day before hand...haha&lt;br /&gt;fixed my DSL. SBC still equals super bad connection&lt;br /&gt;my phone bill came [see last entry]&lt;br /&gt;DANG IT I DONT REMEMBER CRAP..I know I did some more stuff..Oh well summer melts my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do remember having a very nice Friday because it wasn't RUINED like the last 3 Fridays. &lt;3 that...&lt;br /&gt;I now have about 40 Franz Ferdinand songs ... heheh..dude..they only have about 15 offical songs...the rest are remixes and live songs from concerts coming from their next cd...I CANT WAIT I CANT WAIT I CANT WAIT. Go to the banners page here. It is practically a Franz Ferdinand shrine..[but i love theone with tiffaney on it the most]; i even quoted them on my sig picture..Alex Karpanos is the definiton of sexy. I can melt at his voice and accent Nick McCarthy comes a second close..reminds me of Sam from LotR though..hahahah...if only he wasn't 10-15 years older than me..i would go to Glasgow and hunt his ass down. Oh yeahhh I &lt;3 Rob Thomas..everybody knows he is becoming the new Justin Timberlake...only uglier..HAHA..just kiddin I love Matchbox Twenty too much to diss this guy... who else do i have a fangirl crush on? Chris Martin from Coldplay..sorry. he's old. he's married. but he is the guy with the voice and the *SWOON* hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FANGIRLS UNITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww..i'm a fangirl...&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112036553959353492?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112036553959353492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112036553959353492&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112036553959353492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112036553959353492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/07/so-this-week-what-did-i-do-i-have-no.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-112009174153972436</id><published>2005-06-29T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T17:41:45.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I come home and immediately i get bitched at . WHAT THE FUCKING HELL. I DIDN'T DO ANY FUCKING WRONG EITHER!! Shit. One day I'm going to blast thier shitting heads open, watch the brain come out and fucking set it on fire. Then the remains of the shit will be grounded up and fed to some animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the shitting hell are you fucking yelling at me when I didn't do a damn thing wrong? Ask T-mobile why the shit screwed me over. Don't fucking blame me if you don't know shit. MY FUCKING faggot of a FATHER FUCKING TALK SHIT BUT DOESN'T KNOW WHAT THE HELL HE'S TALKING ABOUT. Now if that's not complete bullshit then I don't know what is. NO FUCKER. TEXT SHITTING MESSAGES ARE NOT PART OF FUCKING MINUTES SO STOP SAYING THAT I'M TALKING TOO MUCH ON IT AT NIGHT. PLUS FOR YOUR DUMBASS IMFORMATION, NIGHTS ARE FREE JACKASS. I SHOULD SHOOT YOU FOR BEING SO STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mother...if she shoves that bill in my face one more time, i'm going to take it and flush it down the toliet. or shove it up her ass..or down her throat. I am sick of them treating me like crap. I will hurt if i need to and i will fucking KILL them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no privacy now either..cuz of this shit. Once i go home, i hand over my phone to my mother and she screens my calls. WTFH. I DONT NEED THIS SHIT. FUCK OFF.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-112009174153972436?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/112009174153972436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112009174153972436&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112009174153972436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/112009174153972436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-come-home-and-immediately-i-get.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111966232438086874</id><published>2005-06-24T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T18:18:44.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;color:#993399;"&gt;....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&amp;edit __ 6:07pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;owie..my lower lip hurts so damn much right now..i think too much pressure was placed on it..^__- But seriously, it hurts like a bitch and won't stop bleeding..and my braces hurt like hell cuz it was tightened, chains, AND new rubber bands. YES i know..i was supposed to have the shitting thing off by yesterday but nnooooooo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;begin convo w/ ortho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the ortho says&lt;/strong&gt; "lets put in a new rubber band and have you take it off on August the 4th. Okay? okay!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was (in head)&lt;/strong&gt; "WTF NO!!!. you said we'll have my braces off by this week..wth is wrong with you!!?! BASTARD!!! &gt;&lt;'' YOU RUINED MY LIFE!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he goes&lt;/strong&gt; " have you been chewing gum?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me &lt;/strong&gt;: WHAT?! ..umm..why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he goes: &lt;/strong&gt;cuz your wires are loose..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me (head again)&lt;/strong&gt;: WTF DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH ME TAKING &lt;u&gt;OFF&lt;/u&gt; MY BRACES!! YOU SAID WE WERE FINISHED!!! &gt;&lt;'' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*grumbles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;got out of one of my friend's house at 10 and went to another's -- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sooo tired right nowwww -__-'' just got home from a friend's house  and AURGH. my back&amp;knees hurt like a biatch..&gt;&lt;;; hate that stupid guy...*stabs with remote control* I wanted to continue watching the chinese show...that woman sings hilariously...ohh and street smarts!!! "in knock knock jokes, what two words does it always start with?" HAHAHAHHA we blew up laughing at that. On the good side, I had a pineapple bun and a caramel frappachino. my stupid boh loh bao lost all it pineapple crust thingi and all i had left was the bao. I hate it when that happens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so humm..i'm home kind of early...=] what shall i do now? OHH! i reserved all the tickets to DISNEYLAND!! W000000T! okay okay..i know...2 times in one year is crazy..but last time i went w/ friends and this time with family..so yay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yesterday went swimmmmmmmmmming..kekeke. i'm the worst swimming instructor EVER, my "instructees" can agree with me here hahahah... nearly drowned people..*sniffle* but whatever, it was funnn!! The guy watching me do my swim test to go to the deep end jiped me!! I treaded for wayyyy longer than one minute...about 2 minutes later he looked up and said "ohh you're still tehre?!?! lemme check the time..." i was "wtffff" then went to mcdonalds and then around 6 me chut and g went to cabrillo...that was fun.&lt;br /&gt;*cough* 21 days!!!!!!*cough*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111966232438086874?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111966232438086874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111966232438086874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111966232438086874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111966232438086874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111946411101187806</id><published>2005-06-22T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T11:15:11.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday was...interesting. i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 7:25..rushed over to wash to give kenneth his stupid book. saw eric and spencer [i think that's his name] and just waited for a while..went home after i've given his fucking book back. then went home and ate, went to tapioca and decided to go visit the people still at wash ^__^ then helped out and went home again. -insert foruming, video games, IMing and tv here -&lt;br /&gt;didn't go run with them...again hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;around 6 o clock at night; Chut's dad picked me up along with g and ming [and chut] and drove us to sportsmart. walked around forEVER. cuz ming had to buy her stuff for summersearch ..I bought two pairs of new shoes ^__^ i'm so happy..and it only costed me $40 bucks..for 2 pairs. WOOT! white Nikes and red/white K-Swiss..weeeeeeeeheheh. then took the 47? bus and had the weirdest bus driver EVER. So funny...then Ming left and we went to McDonald's at around 9. [AFTER just standing around at City Hall and wondering where the hell it is..even though we've been there a trillion and one times..]&lt;br /&gt;waited for the 31 bus FOREVER. crazy. then the bus came and i got home around 10..tired as hell until i realized that I lost my library card...fuckkkk...oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today// _&lt;strong&gt;&amp;edit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably go out later in the day...i dono why ppl like going at night..oh well. &lt;s&gt;Kind of &lt;/s&gt;I am so pissed off right now.  This one person online is giving so much fucking attitude that I'm about to call that person and blow in that person's face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111946411101187806?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111946411101187806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111946411101187806&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111946411101187806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111946411101187806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/yesterday-was.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111920962439746483</id><published>2005-06-19T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T12:33:44.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hum..Anna got the PAO position that ppl recommended me..oh well..good job and good luck at that. Funny how i dont seem to care about it ^__^ less work for me.YAY! =]Though she should've really gotten S-2. kekeke...i dont mind...i only care about passing officer's board next year and then i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i'm happy just passing NCO board..which i did..this year HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week in a very small nutcase:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: went to chill with nd, gg, ming, bento and chut after they came back from camp. Bk's like aways and then of course Ming won again for our scratchers things. =] yay. They talked about camp and me ming bento and nd just gave each other weird looks cuz we had no clue wtfs they are talking about..hahah&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday/Thursday: started homework..harharhar.&lt;br /&gt;Friday:went to chill at kenny's house..wanted to go shopping with Ming and G but neh. I'll probably see them more often so yeah. ^__^; um...what happened? Er..same ole same ol..chilled, talked, ummm...yeahhhhhh =P&lt;br /&gt;Saturday: went to Juneteenth parade. ANNOYED THE FUCKING SHIT OUT OF ME. God. dont want to talk about this day. one thing's for sure: i'm not joining any fucking team for RO next year. some because i have no time and some just because i dont agree on how they explain shit to people. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday: went to run with ming and g..GOD THAT WAS TIRING!!! &gt;&lt;'' death bestowed on humankind = running. Went home adn here I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111920962439746483?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111920962439746483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111920962439746483&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111920962439746483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111920962439746483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/hum.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111890040639642773</id><published>2005-06-15T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T23:03:30.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;rant&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know what's the most pointless thing? Asking for permission from a parent. It doesn't matter what the fuck the question is either, the answer will always be "no". No, the question doesn't even have to be asked either. A quick turn towards my mother will guarantee you a "no". She doesn't even say it nicely either, it comes with a free glare and a shake of a head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. I'm sorry I even asked. It was a small question and she and my father both come together to yell at me. What the fucking hell. Do you want to know the question? "Can I double pierce my ears?" FUCKING HELL. They suddenly talk about me become a gangster or some shit like that. WHAT THE arughh...if they went to wash, half the population would be in a gang then. If it was that easy to join a frigging gang, dont you think that would be a problem? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another issue: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i asked was if I could pick up my new Harry Potter book in Anaheim on the 16th of July [the first day it comes out]. The answer: NO. Well..okay why not? &lt;br /&gt;"because then what would happen to your reservation at the border's in san francisco?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm..duahhhh..cancel it!?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noooo..she wouldn't take that as an answer..she goes on for about 20 minutes about some shitting crap. OhMYFUCKINGGOD. I did NOT wait a whole FUCKING year to miss out on the FIRST FUCKING DAY IT COMES OUT. NO. I DONT WANT TO WAIT AN EXTRA WEEK TO READ IT. I don't care that it's only a book. It's a book that i've been waiting a whole fucking year to read. I want to know on the first fucking day what the shit goes on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goddamnit. I can always reserve it online and pick it up in ANAHEIM where there are also Borders..shit. The stupidity..how hard is it to go to stonestown, go to a cashier and ask "may i cancel my reservation for Harry potter and the half-blood prince?" GODDAMMN. I'm not even asking you to do it. It's not like you're paying or losing any money from this either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111890040639642773?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111890040639642773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111890040639642773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111890040639642773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111890040639642773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/rant-do-you-know-whats-most-pointless.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111862401246599749</id><published>2005-06-12T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T17:53:32.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got back from trip and here i am..blogging ^__^'' i'm too bored to sleep and yet not bored enough to get off here. So here's my day =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Holy Name for church and then met up with Christen, Alan, John T, Jonathan, Sherry, Grace, John's dad [driver ! ^__^] , Chris Y. and went to the bbq place up North..about an hour and a half. Me and Sherry rode in Grace's car and the guys in John's dad's van. WHAT A LONG DRIVE!!! Fell asleep almost until we saw the animals on the road. lol..me and sherry were OHHH COWS! =] we rawk. Then after a lonnnnnng time finally got there and started bbqing like crazy. Osyters are meant to be bbqed..who knew? Then we watched John T and Chris play chinese chess but me and sherry got bored and just started playing chinese checkers until Christen and Alan joined us. I lost, but it was a close game so it's all cool. Christen had to taunt us with his "skills". w/e. Then we started eating and bbqing everything and teh food was goooodddd...^__^'' Jonathan put all the sauce he could find in his hot link so it was such a werid looking food. Ate and ate and ate some more and then Sherry had to go cook so i helped her and we started talking about the Disneyland trip we had...ahh mannn..that was fun times..wasn't it? =] the snails and the soy sauce korean place. yumm. I burned myself but eh. it's okay. then the boys started burning everything they could find to put into the grill..that wasn't okay..lol. Then finally we left and I went with Chris and Jonathan in "uncle" steven's car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DIDNT KNOW THAT CHRIS WAS FROM PRESIDIO!! AND FROM MY HOMEROOM TOO!! WOHAHSADJSAKLHSDAHFIO!!! Small world. =] We were talking about everybody from Presido and comparing wash *REPRESENT!!!* and lowell. The people i knew that were calm were crazy back then...WOAH! I didnt even know that guy from my english class was from pres or that he had an attitude problem...i thought he was quiet and nice..people...=]Then we had this LONNNNG ass discussion on HARRY POTTER of all subjects. :) HAHAHAHAR. I'm such a dork. Then poofy called me to tell me that my phone was off. Which it so wasn't..i just didnt have reception up there..so talked to him for the rest of the ride home. -__-# crazy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was fun =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111862401246599749?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111862401246599749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111862401246599749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111862401246599749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111862401246599749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/just-got-back-from-trip-and-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111845834317643053</id><published>2005-06-10T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T19:52:23.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh..reintroducing my ears to Eurotrance/pop. I love it...^___^'' I finally rediscovered ATC remember them? they played that Around the World (La La La) song...sooo overplayed but it's okay since their other songs are so much more dancey anyways =*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen --&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.shaw.ca/matrox/whenyoukissme.wma"&gt;I'm in Heaven (When You Kiss Me)&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;europop '01!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways todays was teh LAST DAY OF SCHOOOLLLLL!!! ^___^''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and jackie just walked around doing nothing for the first 2 periods and hmrm.&lt;br /&gt;eventful things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. returned grady's book&lt;br /&gt;2. got my progress sheet from andrejeff..i hate her&lt;br /&gt;3. got a B+ for my octahedron/cube platonic solid project. eh.&lt;br /&gt;4. got vedar's book for me and chut/ turned in chut's driver's papers. WOOT! DRIVE US NOW! hahahah..just kidding =]&lt;br /&gt;5. went to YANI's house..Weeeeeeeeehehehe. &lt;br /&gt;6. went to poofy's house..not so weeeeeeee lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at Yani's house during 3rd and just chilled. ERIK IS SUCH A GOOD PIANIST! [or in Amy's term...a piano HAHAHAH]I was in awe. Jealous me. -__-'' then i had to leave to go to poofie's place cuz i didn't want to be late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so went to poofy's; had some shit going on between us but it's all gravy. Not going to elaborate cuz it's personal. so yeah. Don't want to remember this part of the day or i'll start feeling sick..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out! GOOD BYE CLASS OF O5..Ima miss you guys soo damn muchh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111845834317643053?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111845834317643053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111845834317643053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111845834317643053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111845834317643053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111835420869161093</id><published>2005-06-09T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T14:56:48.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;I dedicate this post to that moron next to me&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HI MOSON&lt;/strong&gt;! &gt;&lt;'' [yes, he's right next to me...unfortuantely ^__^;;] *waves* IM BOREDDDDDDDDDDD x__X not cool. Just got out of teh stupid graduation crap for the seniors which was incredibly tedious and just THERE. *points towards stupid seniors [and future seniors ---&gt; directed towards the stoopid head next to me] What to say what to say? I hate this stupid guy who was tapping his fucking foot on the seat at the bleachers...shit, annoyed the crap out of me..and then i asked him if he minded and he started bitching at me and saying shit. I should hire some chinese guy to kill his black ass. FUCKER. This is why i cannot get along with black people in general. BITCHES and HATERS. &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; all of them are. so yeah. Call me racist, but that's the truth. How many NICE black people have you ever known in you life? OHHH..can't think of one can you? Okay i sound mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moson's getting freaked out by camp parks. ^__^'' too bad, you signed yourself up..nobody forced you. mwahhahahahahahahahha *evil laugh* I DIDN'T INFLUENCE YOU IN ANYWAY, SHAPE OR FORM*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*includes the following but not limited to : speeches, "dreams", conversations and conversions, and telepathic mind speak and reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a stupid entry. I have offically: 1) told the world of my racist views 2) crappy grammar and spelling and 3) insulted moson. &lt;--not that i mind the last one. ^__^'' He is right next to me. SO FEEL SPECIAL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111835420869161093?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111835420869161093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111835420869161093&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111835420869161093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111835420869161093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-dedicate-this-post-to-that-moron.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111818864579909737</id><published>2005-06-07T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:22:47.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was ..interesting in a good way =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals :&lt;br /&gt;1st -need to finish doing the essay for Sherill. MEH. That sucky! OMIGOD. I can't believe this is the first time i went to his class in two days and I didn't get to prep for the final question. m00p&lt;br /&gt;3rd - RO. YAYNESS! EASSSSSSSY same questions as last time and i remembered all the ones that i forgot so i think i definately passed it, or even aced it..*shrug* Sargeant major actually checked off me doing all my work SO YEASH!. I had to pay two dollars for my SOP though. I could've gotten it done for...less than 2 dollar. LMAO. W/e it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;6th period - MATH. WOOT! we DIDNT have a presentation! yay!!!! ~JUMPS IN JOY~ i've got a 40/50 on my last chapter test. 80%! oh well...it's okay! ^__^'' Our presentation was..um..YEAH. it was THERE. Ms. Grady lent me a book! woah!!!! I just picked it up while jackie johnson and judy [JJJ!] were playing cards. It's "the last juror" I can't wait to finish reading it...it sucked in the beginning but it was soo gooddddd towards teh 3rd chapter.&lt;br /&gt;afterschool: went to library to pick up my summer books before other people take it and i have to wait. picked up poofy's book while i was at it. Then went back to RO room to read the book grady lent me. then went to poofy's place and waited until we went to go eat dessert. I gave the waitress attitude by accident because just then my mp3 player started skipping. I apologized though ^__^'' Then went to BoA[ bank of america... not BoA boA]Then just went back to his place and er. chilled...=]&lt;br /&gt;OMIGOD went on the two and guess what!!?!?! I saw DAWN, LONA, JEN and ANDY!!! WOOT!!!!!! havent seen them all [together] in SO LONG!!!!!!!!!!!! ^___^'' happyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[edit]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on the 38 and saw guess who...DANIEL LEE! woahh..so many people today, does tiffaney see. AH! Yoda talk. =D and he asked me if i still lived there...wtf..of course i still live there..i dont move as much as some people do ^___^&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111818864579909737?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111818864579909737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111818864579909737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111818864579909737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111818864579909737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111810077495404820</id><published>2005-06-06T16:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T16:32:54.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whatdid i do ..what did i do..HUM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[recap] Yesterday, Sunday June 5th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDIED MY BUTT OFF &gt;&lt; i hate studying. I hate it i hate it i hate it! I spent from 9:30 - 3:30 on ONE subject. I HATE BIO!!  So yeah. Studied and studied..should've went to the study session but nah. i didnt want to waste time going there. Then Yani called and I went to her house and met up with Jackie and Cindy. {AH! Cindy ran 3 miles for summer search. LMAO } Read some distrubing manga, went online, talked, copied notes, watched w-inds videos. [...GIRLS..dododododododododDUMDUMDUMDUM. LMAO] Then poofy finally convinced me to go visit him [after one whole morning of distrubing my studyin!! *glares*] So left Yani's and went down to the bus stops and then got SO DARN LOST down at ft. mason. GR. nobody knew wehre the heck Union st. was at. -__-'' not funny. So after a trillion phone calls later, finally found union st. looked around at the shops and then finally FINALLY found poofy!!! Tried so hard not to laugh at him, especially when he's working. =D  So went to Jamba Juice and got an Orange A-peel. NEVER getting that again. MEH.  Then he finally got off work and just walked around..got m&amp;ms in the process..*evil laughter* then just went back to clement and walked to his place and i took the bus and went home. LATE might i add. GOT in almost so much trouble. HE IS SO WEIRDDD &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[today]&lt;br /&gt;skipped first and just talked on the phone for the whole time i was supposed to be studying. &lt;strong&gt;Second period&lt;/strong&gt; -- almost knew NOTHING. &gt;&lt;" FUDGE. I hope i passed. Atleast I got a 92% on my Term FINAL test. *PWEH* &lt;strong&gt;5th period FINAL&lt;/strong&gt;-- I was panicking SO MUCH before Spanish test but when i got it was "WOAH THIS SHIZ IS EASY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" i was so happy. But Tunzi wont correct mine until he gets my BOOK&gt; FUCK!!!!!! i always forget my book on the day i need it. WHY?!!?1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[tommorow]&lt;br /&gt;i'ma need first final, RO final and math final. JOY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111810077495404820?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111810077495404820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111810077495404820&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111810077495404820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111810077495404820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/whatdid-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111793376889905743</id><published>2005-06-04T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T18:09:28.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, today was a complete waste of my time..-__-;; went 'job hunting' with poofy. RIGHTT...job hunting. more like bus hopping teh whole time. Union Sq. - Japantown - Cala Number 1 - Albertsons - Cala 2 and just walking around. GRRR..I no likey that boy..he's WEIRD &gt;&lt; not even going to begin to say waht he did..or more like what he didn't do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to finals studying..must stop procrastinating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently listen to:&lt;/strong&gt; Incomplete; Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;[because somebody sent me the file to listen..meh. bsb. meh..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111793376889905743?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111793376889905743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111793376889905743&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111793376889905743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111793376889905743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-today-was-complete-waste-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111783903305661716</id><published>2005-06-03T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T18:02:42.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where in the world &lt;em&gt;was&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carmen Sandiego&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More importan&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tly, wh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;ere did she come from to begin with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Does it even matter? T&lt;strong&gt;hey &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;aren't&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;cap&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;tur&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;e her&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; anyways.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;stupid SGTMJR just came in and asked me if i was going to camp parks this summer -- for like the millionth time already? SHEESH. Anyways. FINISHED the octahedron and the cube !! w00t and it looks SO BIG and COOOLLL &gt;&lt;&gt; ISNT THAT THE VERY COOLEST?!&lt;br /&gt;morning: study for English, Spanish and Bio.&lt;br /&gt;afternoon: job hunting with poofy -__-;;&lt;br /&gt;later afternoon: &lt;s&gt;probably go to Yani's house and study for Bio &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorow&lt;br /&gt;Sunday:&lt;br /&gt;morning: &lt;s&gt;union square with poofy again; leave early&lt;/s&gt; yani's to study&lt;br /&gt;afternoon: study for english, spanish and bio&lt;br /&gt;later: church - one hour&lt;br /&gt;later: study for " " -__-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCKS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111783903305661716?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111783903305661716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111783903305661716&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111783903305661716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111783903305661716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/06/where-in-world-was-carmen-sandiegomore.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111760349919445337</id><published>2005-05-31T22:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T22:24:59.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;just one more for show&lt;/em&gt;;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;then tell the rest of the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to &lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;screw&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;itself&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote of the Day  &lt;/strong&gt;"Um and that's the treatment for the ermm..worm. I'm not even going to try pronunciating the name soo uerm..yeah. The first one..the one that starts with a 'S',...." -me to the class during presentations. Sophicated, no?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, today was stupid. I bet I failed at everything that I worked at.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;list of things i could've failed:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Joy Luck Club final. I hate this book. This is the only book I hated all year for Sherrill's class. People say it's the best book of them all, but i disagree, &lt;u&gt;Othello&lt;/u&gt; by Shakespeare was byfar the most interesting and simple book to follow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-MY portion of the slide show presentation: i kept using my damned notecards and i was RIGHT frigging next to her..within one arm's length away. How stupid can I get? *dont answer that* And I kept stuttering. AND i didnt even TRY to pronounce the medication. Oh well. like anybody could?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Didn't have my stupid worksheets. Oh well. F/U for the day? NAH. I got out of it. thank god&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-Didn't understand a word of spanish today during lecture. FUDGE. coming back to haunt me eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-all i have to say about Grady's class: fuck it. [i had more but it would'v sounded oh so wrong..since it did start with fuck it and anything after that is um...sexually orientated? I rest my case =] ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-came home and was greeted by a pain in the head. lovely. just incredibly; happy day eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111760349919445337?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111760349919445337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111760349919445337&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111760349919445337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111760349919445337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/just-one-more-for-showthen-tell-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111751269120269308</id><published>2005-05-30T21:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:20:58.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when you know that some people &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;watch star wars just for the guys.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;that's when you laugh at them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*darth vader breathing*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quote of the day&lt;/strong&gt; "yes, i do know that i talk on the phone too much, i think that's because..uh. i like interacting with certain people? Oh, and that doesn't include you." -me to some idiot on AIM (dont worry, i said Just Kidding after i said that ^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rather like getting phone calls at random times of the day..makes me feel so loved =D&lt;br /&gt;should really be working on project right now but EHHH.. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was HILARIOUS. seriously. Went to Yani's house around 3:30 and Victoria, Amy, Jackie was there already so while we were supposed to work on our different "projects" we goofed off like hell. AMY of all people have an obsession with &lt;strong&gt;Hayden Christenson&lt;/strong&gt;. LMAO. He is one ugly looking dude. sorry amy!!! ^__^ we were looking at all these hundreds of pictures of him and we started getting off topic by typing in umm..interesting search words into the box with his name in it. LMAO. The lego version of him is the cutest! [which is saying something about him..] i was nearly crying, laughin that hard. *MEP* =D Then started eating and eating and eating..lol. and reading magazines and talking about stars and how they are weird, talked on the phone, watched House of Fury [HAH Faries](AHH!! the older brother is sooo CUTE!!!!! &gt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;# &lt;/span&gt;then went home, ate, got bitched at [as usual] and then talked on AIM and working on this stupid project . now currently talking on phone. w00t! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111751269120269308?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111751269120269308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111751269120269308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111751269120269308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111751269120269308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/when-you-know-that-some-people-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111733384122209734</id><published>2005-05-28T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T19:30:41.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.silverladder.com/literature/chinglish/light2.jpg"&gt;http://www.silverladder.com/literature/chinglish/light2.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT THIS IS FUNNY...^__^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111733384122209734?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111733384122209734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111733384122209734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111733384122209734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111733384122209734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12311232580165135039'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>