<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851</id><updated>2012-02-09T06:04:42.551-08:00</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?max-results=100'/><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=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>585</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</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' alt='' /&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='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=112455555938595817&amp;isPopup=true' title='209 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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>209</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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>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' alt='' /&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='http://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:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111733307947289709</id><published>2005-05-28T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T19:17:59.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Chinglish is any poor or 'broken' English that is of Chinese origin. Chinglish is usually found in written form. Famous examples include "no'k you" as a response to "thank you" and ok lah. (The second example is both Chinglish and Singlish.) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=X&amp;start=0&amp;amp;oi=define&amp;q=http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinglish"&gt;en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chinglish&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LMFAO. I was so bored that i went on google and did my definitions for hw. then i got bored-er and started typing random words in..and ended up on chinglish. MWAHAH. I DID NOT expect a definition to come out..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111733307947289709?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111733307947289709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111733307947289709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111733307947289709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111733307947289709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/chinglish-is-any-poor-or-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111730664599887656</id><published>2005-05-28T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T12:11:56.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;recap --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. the battlion review. Moop. dont really care about that. right guide. woop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was the awards assembly and it was so funny ^__^ gianna- good lord she owned it. swear her mom's camera probably went out of memory just taking pictures of her getting her awards and cord. CONGRATS for being next year's DC commander. you deserve the hell out of it. Chut is OT commander [*COLLECTIVE GASP at our table* *Potter runs away with my phone to call chut*] LMAO. that was so funny...we were...hold up...chut..ot commander..woah. *bursts out laughing in a kind way* Peter is the new CLG commander for next year and at the end when i walked by him i just went "commander. *nods*" and g told me that he started smiling like crazy. =D that was HILARIOUS. Kevin is FT commander [duhh..he deserves it..] and now...the box owns 3/6 teams.. woot! [lol...well people who got teams deserve em. so yay!]&lt;br /&gt;Paul's speech was so sadddddd and funny at the same time. "i dont make losers, deadbeats or monkies" -___-;; We're going to miss the seniors this year and clg/bravo's going to miss our cdr ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.myidol.org/recentfile/Group/Twins/Such%20A%20Better%20Day/Track18.wma"&gt;http://data.myidol.org/recentfile/Group/Twins/Such%20A%20Better%20Day/Track18.wma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[wont work unless you manually submit this into your windows media]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been listening to it for about half a year and still not sick of it.. It's one of the only songs i like by Twins/Boy'z. I don't like Canto-pop if that's what you're wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so confused...school's a f-ing bitch these days and i'm starting to wonder what the hell is going on sometimes. and FUCKING AIM won't lemme download that crappy ass program so now i'm still stuck with AIM express...for 2 fucking months already. The last time i had it was 109 days till Harry Potter comes out and now it's 46 days left..so that means i've lost even more than 2 months of AIM. I HATE IT. AIM express is crap.there is no way around it. it is crap. I should just download it to a memory key and dl it next time directly from that...but NOOOO it wont lemme download to begin with so what's teh fucking point!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 11:47 and i miss him so fucking much. must talk to him later. God i'm sounding like a fangirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a better note..YAY! AIM IS DOWNLOADING!!![or it's just luring me with a false sense of security and then screw up when it finishes downloading..it always does that..*gloom*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days i'm looking forward to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of school [well half half..theres one part i dont like about it but that happens after school..]&lt;br /&gt;harry potter and the hbp comes out!!!! JULY16th!! MEHHEHEH&lt;br /&gt;vacation in anaheim!! must go to korean bbq place again!!!!! [soy sauce! lol]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://data.myidol.org/recentfile/Group/Twins/Such%20A%20Better%20Day/Track18.wma"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111730664599887656?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111730664599887656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111730664599887656&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111730664599887656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111730664599887656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/were-going-to-miss-seniors-this-year.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111681794339041828</id><published>2005-05-22T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T19:58:24.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;DONT &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOSE GIANTS!!! BEAT THEM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;A's&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; [ &amp;&lt;strong&gt;edit : ARUG!&lt;/strong&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;[pictures are in the pictures section when i take em down from here for loading purposes]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don'tcha love my uber-duber sunglasses? Not that I can clearly see the best in it, but it's super fantaschish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was...tiring. =D around 12, went on the bus with gianna and went to J-town for the RO event thing. It was POINTLESS!! nothing to do but walk around and shop ^__^;; Not that &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt;'s a bad thing but really...if i needed to do an event, this would be on the bottom of the importance list. MEHE. [the t-shirts for today was the best one of the year...i likey black+] ] so basically met up with Ming, Jackie and Anna and just walked and got our tight ass sunglasses. [MING got the bestest one!! ^__^] then me ming and gianna just shopped in the stores and outside then went to BK. I COULD'VE WON!! if i listened to ming. but nooo..lol&lt;br /&gt;then we just went to stonestown and walked around SOME more. kekeke.. my glasses broke!!! in 2 hours!1!!! crazyyy. o well it was cheap. 4 bucks =D then we all went mcdonalds and home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I FIXED my glasses &lt;strong&gt;all by myself!! meheheh&lt;/strong&gt;. i'm so smarrrtt . lol. i basicallly took apart my old sunglasses and traded screws. Now it's uberduper again!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111681794339041828?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111681794339041828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111681794339041828&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111681794339041828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111681794339041828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/dont-lose-giants-beat-them-as-not-that.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111673668816920852</id><published>2005-05-21T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T21:38:08.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't remember if i congratuated the Brigade IDD winners or not: so um..CONGRATUATIONS TO EVERYBODY FOR PLACING 1st or 2nd! it really doesn't matter, cuz we're 1st [tied] anyways!!mehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to go eat breakfast with kenneth, lainy and ultimately jackie. it was okayyyy...didn't feel like eating after a while. I found out that i get easily pissed off. Okay. Here's the deal: if it's my stuff [especially when it comes to my money], keep off it. I'm serious. If it is mine, don't touch or grab it out of my hand and do it for me. I'm not going to even begin to explain how pissed off i was. Just let me handle my own shit and especially if you shouldn't even be making decisions for me. DONT grab stuff OUT of my hand and DONT go away from my eye sight with it. Pet peeve of mine. Not your stuff= dont touch it.&lt;br /&gt;another pet peeve: Freeloading is okay, but ask. Don't just come, sit down and take my shit without asking. I'm sorry if it seems like i'm a bad friend, but it's just rules of common courtesy, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeahh..i'm kind of old fashioned that way.&lt;br /&gt;NOT targetting any one person in particular. I was just thinking in general terms. I'm really nice.REALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today was 91st. Kind of dissapointing but oh well..what can you say? the other schools did better and deserved it. Atleast we were better than last year [even though we did get something last year] and our RO can do even better next year.=D I LOVE THE MISSION FT!! THEY ARE SO COOLLLL!! [originality points should be automatically given.] They were like the blues brothers ft style with their cool ass dancing routine. Skillfully, they were minimal, but goddamn they were a nice comic relief [even if they didn't intend it to be] and they had TIES on!! HAHAHHAH. SHIZ that was cool. Had a very nice headrest too. MWAHAHA&gt;&lt; *evil laughter here*&lt;br /&gt;STUPID SARGEANT MAJOR!!! God...pulled me, jackie and kenneth out just to bitch at us. WTF. We never said we were going to 91st anyways, so technically you should be glad that we even came to cheer our school on. BLAHHHH!. [he tried to recruit LAINY!! HAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterthat..just went bowling [me ddring.they as in Johnnnysonn, Lainy, Jackie and Kenneth] Saw JEN WOO! woah. hahaha. but expected to see Gal people and saw HELLA today. JUSTfuckinWONDEFUL. Just kidding. SAW ND!! AHH!! MUST SEE LATER!! ^__^ Then left and Kenneth went home, Johnson and Jackie went to Clement and me and Lainy went DT. &lt;br /&gt; HAHAHA it was SO LAME.Stoopid chut called to INSULATE something [there's nothing going on so SHUSHHHH]. Me and lainy went to the shopping center and went up ALL the esclators and wen down ALL the escalators. then took bus back [STUPID ASS BUS..WENT IN A CIRCLE. FUCKER and then STOPPED. WTFH is wrong1?!] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home and watched this DISGUSTING hybrid of a japanese/canto movie. GOD it's NASTY. EW. EW .EWwww. Shut it off after about 20 minutes into the film. 2042 or something like that. NEVER dl any more films online . EVER. then went online and had ANOTHER nasty encounter. OH great. my life is complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111673668816920852?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111673668816920852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111673668816920852&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111673668816920852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111673668816920852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/cant-remember-if-i-congratuated.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111664472922172772</id><published>2005-05-20T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T20:05:29.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meheheh. i'm going to hell. but atlesast i'm giong to have fun while i'm on earth. Apparently, everybody says I'm too jealous for my good. MEEHEHE *crazy laughter* Also, I'm crazy lazy too. Lazy Tiffe. okay so not the nicest nickname in the world, but it's better than Envy Tiffe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so i'm sounding a bit crazy right now. But i just woke up. Yup. Suddenly, I just fell asleep and then i didn't even know i was sleeping..then my AIM woke me up. MEHEH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;currently watching: &lt;/strong&gt;Shallow Hal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="FONT-SIZE: 12pt; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: serif" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="200" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bgcolor="#ffd391"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px"&gt;Your Deadly Sins&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffce93"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Envy&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc995"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sloth&lt;/strong&gt;: 60%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffc498"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Greed&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffbf9a"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wrath&lt;/strong&gt;: 40%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb99c"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gluttony&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffb49e"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pride&lt;/strong&gt;: 20%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffafa1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lust&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffaaa3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chance You'll Go to Hell&lt;/strong&gt;: 34%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffa5a5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will die in a duel.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsinfulareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sinful Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111664472922172772?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111664472922172772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111664472922172772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111664472922172772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111664472922172772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/meheheh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111654745514970613</id><published>2005-05-19T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T17:04:15.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!!!!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;who here doesn't like my new blogskin? *silence* I THOUGHT SO!! ISN'T IT SO COOL!!!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyways...=] *IT SSO COOL!!one!!!one!!!one!one! lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xtiff3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111654745514970613?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111654745514970613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111654745514970613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111654745514970613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111654745514970613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/ahhh-i-love-this-i-love-this-i-love.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111633348341138762</id><published>2005-05-17T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T05:38:03.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.hpforums.com/forum/uploads/av-8430.gif" align="left" /&gt; isn't this sooo adorable!? hahah Finding Nemo is such a cute film at times. Dory is soooo cool. Squishy!!Okay, i think i'm high right now. I've been working on my essay since 7 o clock pm yesterday night and right now it is....5:37AM in the morning. ARGH! Imagine what would happen when i go to college *DIES*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111633348341138762?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111633348341138762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111633348341138762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111633348341138762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111633348341138762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/isnt-this-sooo-adorable-hahah-finding.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111631278342635515</id><published>2005-05-16T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:53:03.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>humm...just remembered about spanish. damn. must finish it. anyways, i just realized something. I actually found talking about RO to be interesting. HUMM. I just realized how fricking close we are to 91st [when i was talking to Pim during spanish] and how this year was just so ... different? Everybody's trying to get ahead, working and just worrying about things -- all for RO. Isn't that a funny concept? How some people just strived to get somethings, how somethings should be changed and how some just fell behind. Someday, we'll all look back at this crap and just you guys will just laugh your butts off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;edit&lt;/strong&gt;_________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mood: I lost my appetite. Actually, I've lost all faith in guys. Completely. No, i'm not turning into a lesbian if that's what you are thinking. But seriously, all the guys I know turn out to be not what they were when i first met them. It's almost 12 and here I am..slacking off my essay to type on Blogger. You know, i sometimes wonder how I would survive without this thing. It's not like some people's xanga where they just type random stuff and then leave it at that. I don't know why, but if this blog went permantantly down, I'll feel empty without it. [kind of sappy isn't it?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's why I even use a blog at all and not something else like a notebook. Who feels comfortable writing in a notebook? Eh. Maybe it's just me, but this is home. :] It's not interconnected and I feel like I'm the only one reading it [which is a good thing!]. Xanga is so easily distributed and read that it turns impersonal. okay. I'm going off into a rut here. Sorry about that. i think this is one of the first entry where i'm talking about this subject. *ponders and shrugs* Who needs them anyways? it's always something or another with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for the record: it isn't who you guys are thinking this is about. so fudger off-er&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I wish we went back to the way we were before we've got so comfortable around each other. Now i don't even know what to feel anymore about this. I think i'm having one of these Screw off feelings.&lt;br /&gt;According to my calculation from a newspaper: i'm the jealous type. Am i really?&lt;br /&gt;cos,&lt;br /&gt;that would suck majorly. Am I really a jealous type of person. Maybe, truthfully I think I know this answer: yes. Do I want to just eliminate any type of competition? sometimes. Should I just speak up?: i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this even going to be posted?: probably not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111631278342635515?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111631278342635515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111631278342635515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111631278342635515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111631278342635515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/humm.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111629129076605732</id><published>2005-05-16T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T17:54:50.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was ridiculous!! -__-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first-sixth : Stupid and pointless.&lt;br /&gt;afterschool: still pointless...and i was thirsty :] actually i shouldn't be complaining..it was okay. Went with Jackie and Kenneth to go "yum cha". Walked the whollllle way there. [aren't you so proud of me? =D] Jackie cheated and took the bus half way there. Lazy bum ^__^ got there and met up with Johnson. The whole time we were eating [well, i was picking at my food..i was only thirsty..not hungry...but kenneth kept pouring tea...wtf..oh well..] Johnson was distrubing. MWAHA. I think kenneth was scared shitless. mwahahahah..we're corrupted teens... then left. Jackie and Johnson went to the DVD/VCD store on the corner and we just walked back to his house...[DAMMIT SO DARN FAR!!!!!] then I waited for the 2 to come. then decieded to take the 38..cuz that was good advice. the bus came...&lt;strong&gt;fixed my headphone on the bus!!!! YEAHH!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &gt;.&gt; ^.^ &lt;.&lt; *happy dance* then just ate at home [ARGH! I keep getting forced to eat..even when i said i ate already....*grumbles* ] then finished reading my book and now i'm doing andrejeff homework. OH THE JOY! -__-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!...must contain myself from puking. TOO much weird food in my stomach. swirling around.....*hurlllll* meehehe ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKay...i'll stop complaining/whining...meesh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xtiff3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111629129076605732?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111629129076605732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111629129076605732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111629129076605732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111629129076605732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-was-ridiculous-first-sixth.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111618071618386178</id><published>2005-05-15T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T11:11:56.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Q:what did i do this week?&lt;br /&gt;A:pretty random things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday: Mayfest. Joy. It was so stupid :] just ate some really yummy food from fencing team and then walked around doing nothing with Jackie. MWAHAH. tried to get Gianna arrested but she had officer board so nahhh..got Amy arrested instead. Me and Jackie are evil. Then got arrested...[...]Paul made me stay for 10 minutes instead of 5!! -___-;; evil person wont even let me escape!!&lt;br /&gt;then went to Linc with Ming and Jackie but left when they didn't let people watch IDD..which is really stupid. So went to stones and just walked around...ate at Panda Express {FAKE CHINESE FOOD!!!!} mwahah and then just went home. It was ...intersting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday: went to DP practice..AHH!! 9-11 something..2+ hours!!! then went to BK afterwards and got my number 10 and g got her wicket doll. Then went back to g's house and just ate and played with Anna's COOLASS phone. HER PHONE TALKS!! COOOLLL! Took the 5 down to Bay to Breakers. Omifriggingoodness...IT WAS SO LAME! AND TIRING. AND I GOT A SORE THROAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situation 1:&lt;br /&gt;me: Hi, may i help the next person in line?&lt;br /&gt;them: what do you need?&lt;br /&gt;me: do you have your bib number with you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them: yes&lt;br /&gt;me: -highlights-&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;them: no&lt;br /&gt;me: well i can't give you a tshirt then&lt;br /&gt;them: WHAT? BUT i left it in my hotel&lt;br /&gt;me: hey, i don't make the rules around here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them: oh okay then&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;them: god dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: you can always get it at the end of the race tommorow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situation 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[got bib and highlighted]&lt;br /&gt;me: what size do you want?&lt;br /&gt;them: what do you have?&lt;br /&gt;me: kids small to 2xL&lt;br /&gt;them: what do you think i am?&lt;br /&gt;me: *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;them: lemme see a medium&lt;br /&gt;me:*gives them medium*&lt;br /&gt;them: okay howabout a large?&lt;br /&gt;me: *large*&lt;br /&gt;them: kids small then&lt;br /&gt;me:*kids small*&lt;br /&gt;them:xL&lt;br /&gt;me:*xL*&lt;br /&gt;-goes on for about 2 minutes-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;them:okay i'll take a large then. Do i need anything else?&lt;br /&gt;me: do you have your bag?&lt;br /&gt;them: no? *has bag in hand already*&lt;br /&gt;me: what's that then?&lt;br /&gt;them: is this the same one?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes&lt;br /&gt;them: you sure?&lt;br /&gt;me: yes&lt;br /&gt;them: why do some get two then?&lt;br /&gt;me: they're different&lt;br /&gt;them: where do i get the different ones?&lt;br /&gt;me: go to the auditorium&lt;br /&gt;them: oh okay&lt;br /&gt;_leaves_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me thinking: WHAT?! NO THANKS?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE HOW STUPID IT WAS?! And I was in the middle part too!! NOBODY MOVES TO THE END!!! WTF are they doing!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, went with Jackie [cuz i was afraid i'll get lost] and met up with Kenneth to go eat dessert stuff. MEH. that stuff was too sweet. no..not sweeeeeeeeettt..-____-;; how i hate that word. hahaha...dumbass actually paid ^__^ now we owe him. fudge. oh well. then went home, went online, talked on phone. fell asleep and woke up at 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY LIFE IN A NUTSHELL. -isn't it so tiring!?!?-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111618071618386178?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111618071618386178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111618071618386178&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111618071618386178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111618071618386178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/qwhat-did-i-do-this-week-apretty.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111586474750094694</id><published>2005-05-11T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T19:25:47.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a "interesting" day. Right...i wish. -__-;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st-boring; finished movie. oh joy&lt;br /&gt;2nd-boring; watched movie about Ebola..need to write paragraph &lt;br /&gt;3rd-boring; uniform day..so the usual. got promoted. oh the joy.&lt;br /&gt;4th-boring; did map work; first world, second world, third world.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - same ol..nothing exciting. went outside for once. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;5th-boring; hello..it's spanish we're talking about. duhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;6th-boring; watched movie about platonic shapes..oh the joy. pretty colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterschool; went to wash house with jackie, then the rec center. shooted [hahah..i meant SHOT] some hoops. keke..that was sucky. then went to go get ice cream!! YAY! mocha..yumm...lol. then met up with Kenneth, Jackie left, went to Rite Aids, bitched at him until bus came and then went on bus and left him walking. mwahaha. then went back to school and waited with the COM/NCO/Officer's people. MEHEHE. i didn't do it..mwahahah. NEARLY killed MOSON and BRIAN. must. kill. evilly. when. i . get. the chance. EVILLY. and. enjoy. hurting. them. in. the. process. &lt;strong&gt;EVIL&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;EVIL EVIL&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job to EVERYBODY who went up. I hope you all passed the oral portion. I'll go next year. As i said to Joanne when she asked why I didn't go up : I didn't study and i didn't want to waste your time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111586474750094694?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111586474750094694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111586474750094694&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111586474750094694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111586474750094694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/today-was-interesting-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111578205140444453</id><published>2005-05-10T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T20:27:31.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;marquee direction="up" marquee speed="6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, the first six are for you&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, the seventh is for me&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, Europe's going to weep&lt;br /&gt;All for you, all for you, all for you, Sophia (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, history's complete&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, the first six are for you&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, the seventh is for me&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All for you, all for you, all for you, Sophia (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Hand holds the gun&lt;br /&gt;The devil takes his run&lt;br /&gt;Urban, take the Appel Quay&lt;br /&gt;It's June the twenty-eighth&lt;br /&gt;The seventh was for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, the first six are for you&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, the seventh is for me&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, Gavrilo Princip&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang, shoot me Gavrilo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mehehe.I LOVE THAT MELODY ^__^ until i looked up the lyrics and gasped in realization that it was talking about [WW1, Francis Ferdiand, Black Hand, Sophie, get it yet!??!] I'm such a dork, am i not? =D i like History..so sue me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrrr...I'm getting a little ticked off now. Why does almost everybody think that now? Ergh. even Amy went up to me and asked..dude..wtfh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111578205140444453?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111578205140444453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111578205140444453&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111578205140444453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111578205140444453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/bang-bang-gavrilo-princip-bang-bang.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111568952619697063</id><published>2005-05-09T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T20:16:06.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got the &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Franz &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ferdinand&lt;/span&gt; CD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yeah!!!! HUZZAH!! AFTER..what? MONTHS upon MONTHS upon half a year of waiting. MEHEHEHEHE. I was practically jumping in happiness yesterday at Target. only $14.99 too..you would think that a year old cd would cost very little, but NOOO..all the other music stores costs $20. Crazy talk =D. two discs too!! YAYAYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* these days are soo good for me. I'm soo frigging happy. My report card came and I can say that I'm slowly going back up ^__^'' slowly but surely. YAY! I wouldn't trade my life for anybody else's right now. Mwahah.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111568952619697063?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111568952619697063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111568952619697063&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111568952619697063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111568952619697063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-finally-got-franz-ferdinand-cd-yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111551529923984111</id><published>2005-05-07T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T20:13:52.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mannn what a crazy day today. Crazy as hell. Only in San Francisco [or New York as Kim kindly pointed out. ^__^'']&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[this portion has been deleted by the user]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after that..just went home. and then came back out when Ming called. HAHA.our adventure begins!!! *dumdumdum* Went to the 29 by 38 and waited for 15 minutes...she bought a badge making machine..[dotdotdot] then we had to wait for ANOTHER one when it stopped at it's "last stop" which was in the middle of nowhere. ARGH. 30 minutes.. then went to Bowling center and just took the bus back with Jonathan, Kevin,Wing and Eric. -__-;; went back to 38, went DT and went into the vet's building. Then went to go eat at Mcdonald's +D. that was hilarious. Ming was so fudging high. Then actually MADE a badge thingi with a mcdonald's bag. HAHAHHA. it was SOO COOL!!! Then met up with Clg. and then took teh 5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ARGH --&gt; these are the things that makes people racially prejudice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was on the 5 bus coming back home and it was a really really crowded bus. There were this girl who and was standing next to this black guy. Suddenly the bus lundged and she used his arm as a stablizer. The guy went POW!! and punched and broke her nose and she slammed into the window. The bus driver then locked the bus down, trying to keep him from escaping. The guy broke the emergency switch and got out of the bus and escaped all while with a cigarette in his mouth thinking he's so fucking cool. FUCKER. I hate criminals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough of ranting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111551529923984111?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111551529923984111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111551529923984111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111551529923984111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111551529923984111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/mannn-what-crazy-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111543400616973104</id><published>2005-05-06T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T19:46:46.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like my horoscope from magazines today for &lt;u&gt; 05  13 05  &lt;/u&gt;'' lol. Went to the library afterschool. FOODDD!!! I like food lol. i was so frigging hungry it wasn't even funny. and G just had to look at all those yummy chinese food recipes. Internally drooling.. +D. just kidding. ARGH. Wasted so much money on text today.*sniff* I hope i dont get yelled at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111543400616973104?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111543400616973104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111543400616973104&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111543400616973104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111543400616973104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-like-my-horoscope-from-magazines.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111533089540159431</id><published>2005-05-05T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:08:35.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eraghh...class is about to end. I miss being smart. ERGNESS&lt;em&gt;need&lt;/em&gt;to do instead of what i &lt;em&gt;want&lt;/em&gt; to do. *stoopidness*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing to the two idiots: I DON'T. myfudginggoodnessx100000. WHY do you think that just because*grumbles the rest* I refuse to let you two get the better of me. Watch yer backs. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note: the library computers have music!!! mehhehe...but earphones don't work. oh well. i'll turn it wayyyy down. =D i x3 music so muchie i have to listen to it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new sns if my old ones doesn't work anymore: tiffxcal3 / 6r1tp0pluvrx3 / scotpopwns / x3lilcaligurl345 / 9x7is63 AINT em SO COOL?! =D i'm such a dork. hahah..i registered all these AIM sns for the hell of it. I'm never going to remember em always. I'm rather fond of the 6r1tp0pluvrx3 I might just use it..one day..one day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES I"M BORED OUT OF MY FRIGGING MIND&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111533089540159431?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111533089540159431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111533089540159431&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111533089540159431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111533089540159431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/eraghh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111516891460408160</id><published>2005-05-03T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T18:08:34.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[...]people are so fucked up. arugh. its not even funny how fucked up some people can be. Well. Don't say I didn't warn her. I told her that &lt;em&gt;those&lt;/em&gt; people are two faced people. I told her. *sigh* see what happens when they don't listen to me? I have an amazing sense in judging people yet some people are too stupid to pay attention. This is retribution of the highest degree. Hopefully they'll sort it all out soon. Not nice to see so many people so pissed off and sad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...moving on. I love m3. HAH. there you go. I'm a self-centered bitch and I'm confirming it for you people out there. Now will you please leave me alone? Okay I admit it. I'm evil to the extent of human knowledge. I'm parinoid and cynical. Yes. We heard that all already. I can get mean and bitchy. Once again acknowledged. Shit. I should just get wasted off my ass. No difference to me. Actually. that would be nice. Maybe not wasted off my ass completely but just a nice bubbly feeling. okay, &lt;strong&gt;why am i talking like this&lt;/strong&gt;? must stop talking like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must also get a better plan next year when my cell phone plan expires. Need more minutes in general. talk too damn much on the phone these days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111516891460408160?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111516891460408160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111516891460408160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111516891460408160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111516891460408160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111498093761565126</id><published>2005-05-01T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T13:55:37.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm from another planet. Want to check out my spaceship?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. that's funny ^__^ BORED out of my friggin mind &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;MY PHONE SUCKS. okay i said it. It sucks. It can't talk for over 25 minutes without it hanging up. WTF eh? Oh well. Back to homework and my beloved foruming ^__^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111498093761565126?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111498093761565126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111498093761565126&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111498093761565126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111498093761565126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-from-another-planet.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111491105479996257</id><published>2005-04-30T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:30:54.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just came back from G's sleepover..so tired &gt;_&lt; &lt;strong&gt;GROOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday:&lt;/strong&gt; went to Yani's house and read "The Ring" the manga one. it wasn't scary until i left her house alone and then there was this woman who looked EXACTLY like the girl in the Ring. I almost ran to school in horror. Then went to school, went home and changed, showed, ect...and then went back to G's house around 6. Actually, walked to her house around 6:30. I was soo suffering. One backpack, one sleeping bag AND talking on the phone at the same time. -__-;;dumbass =[ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waited until Chut Bento and Jackie came over and then ate Jackie's grub. Then watched Mean Girls until 11 -12 something and then Chut left [but not before we made a sandwich] then slept [SO EARLY!!!!!] and yeahhh..Told scary stories. [well mine wasn't..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So much fun. ^__^ it's been a while since we slept over at her house..like a month?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; Woke up at 6:00 today -___- so LATE!!! Then Kevin came over and we went to the March of Dimes place. =D People kept getting lost. even those who saw us and yet STILL gets lost. wtf eh? Then did the goody bag stuffing and then me and Jackie , G and bento, Chut and Kimberly Bui paired up and did the MOST ANNOYING JOB IN THE ENTIRE WORLD! GRR. I HATE PEOPLE&gt; THERES  A DAMN SIGN THAT SAYS WHERE TO GO&gt; WHy do YOU HAVE TO GO  SOMEWHERE ELSE?!?!!?1!?!/1/11/!/! I was so pissed. Then after a LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG time, we went back and then ate food. Moson is so naive. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then rock climbing! YAY! i won!!!!!!! So cool. I love rock climbing. I wanna repel though. Then we just chilled around and played on this structure. Then the "box" went to watch Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy!!! I LOVE THAT MOVIE! x10000. Alan Rickman is MARVIN!!!! HAHAHAH. "boy, am i so depressed....." ahahahha. CUTE. Then went back to G's house and played Chinese Checkers. BOY I DIDNT PLAY FOR YEARS. HAHA. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111491105479996257?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111491105479996257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111491105479996257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111491105479996257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111491105479996257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/grool-friday-went-to-yanis-house-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111464192680341079</id><published>2005-04-27T15:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T15:52:46.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://a420.v8383d.c8383.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/420/8383/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/0/4092/4512_1_5_04.asf"&gt;YELLOW - Coldplay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listen to that song. I love Coldplay. This song is hella old but it s still classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST OF ALL, my fingers hurt. well three of them. hurt. badly. &lt;strong&gt;Advice from the wise &lt;/strong&gt;=D : NEVER ever try to slap somebody near a door frame. it will screw you over. -___-;; my fingers hurttttt..STILL. and i hurt myself durning 6th period!!!! Im such an idiot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else to put here? Oh yeah. i hate spanish. and i hate afternoon DP practices. not that there's a choice. ^__^; oh well we [as in &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt;] need more practice. But i was sooooo hungry today that i couldn't pay attention. Sucks for me -_-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um. my phone is weird. I should trade with my dad's motorola. even though it isn't a camera phone its FLIP phone. and I miss my old flip. I miss looking cooooollll=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111464192680341079?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111464192680341079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111464192680341079&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111464192680341079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111464192680341079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/yellow-coldplay-listen-to-that-song.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111446744096525392</id><published>2005-04-25T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T15:17:20.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodness. i'm bored. =D i can't believe i'm still at the school library. I should be enjoying myself in the beautiful weather we san franciscans never get to experience ^__^;; Yes. I'm still working on Andrejeff's stuff for her Developing Human chart amabob..-__-;; that is not cool. But since i can't open PPT on my laptop at home I had to manually do it here. At school. Durning 7th. JOY. &lt;br /&gt;        I just realized how pretty it was outside. I have the bestest view of the Golden Gate Bridge. No wonder tourists come here so friggin often. It is rather quite nice to have sunny weather, a lovely bridge, and boats sailing in the bay. All with the flags flying =D and beautiful houses in front of it. A postcard moment. Usually annoying damp and foggy and cloudy around here so. meh. &lt;br /&gt;       Nothing to see. I need something to do right now. I finished surfing the web cuz there's nothing else to look at. -_-;; yes i suck. but the internet at school sucks more. They censored everything.. from pictures to whole pages to AIM and ICQ~__~|| not cool. O well. I can just stay here and type every bit of random information that comes into my head. Its nice typing. I feel like I actually am accomplishing something. Its fun seeing the words show up on screen immediately after i think it. Like a magic quill so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;        What I'm NOT so fond of is MAC computers. My god they suck. The world should just run on PCs and PCs alone  /.___.\ I shall one day kill all iMac users because they do not know the joy of owning a PC. I don't even care what type of PC. Anything besides the iMac here at school is okay. I mean it. &lt;br /&gt;         Gosh, it's pretty out there. Fluffy clouds ^__^ &lt;br /&gt;          No, i'm not on drugs. but i just found out that I passed in geo h. and I got an A+ on my science test today. AMAZING. That was the chapter that I had no clue on. and yet, i got an A+. Must remind myself to tape it somewhere. It s not like i'd never had an A+ on science before, but this was the ONE chapter that I busted my ass over [not literally. duh] and still didn't understand. I love myself. HAH. Narcissm at the highest level. &lt;br /&gt;        I think this is my longest entry ever where i'm just rambling on and on. Or maybe its because the screen here looks so darn small that it just looks long . NAH. its long and I know it. I love blogger. Actually, i can say whatever I want in here and nobody would care. Its a blogger. ^__^ Xangas are dangerous because it is interconnected in so many different ways that you don't know who is going to read it and if you even know the person reading it.  &lt;br /&gt;       As to prove my point, here are some random thoughts that I don't care who reads -- cheese is nasty. Milk is nastier. Well. duh. Cheese comes from milk which equals to double grossout. But do you know what is nastier than nasty? I can't think of anything either. I'm in too good of a mood to think of it. - End of stupidness -&lt;br /&gt;       I love certain people more than others. I hate people who have bad grammar or spelling online. I don't care that nobody types "proper" English online, and you're just following the crowd. It is annoying and drives me into complete insanity.  Used in moderation, slang is okay online but when every single sentence consists of  "IM speak" it gets me to think that you do not have a firm grasp on the English language. Now, I'm not saying that I'm a English professor who wants everything perfect...god no, I don't always use the correct puncuation or capitalize my I's but ERRGHH. I hate people. There. I said it. I hate people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. I don't hate people. But I do hate people who makes me want to choke them online; or people who takes things too literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT the bell rang. well I'm out. peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111446744096525392?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111446744096525392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111446744096525392&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111446744096525392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111446744096525392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111438659507185355</id><published>2005-04-24T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T16:49:55.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored so i'm blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRR..woke up LATE &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;again!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with me?? Why do i feel so sleepy these days? -__-;; nearly overslept for church. Thank goodness somebody called about 20 minutes before mass started and woke me up. [HAHAH..second day in a row that somebody had to call me to wake up..] talked on phone for about 10 minutes and went to church. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watched Monty Python and the Holy Grail [millionth and one time] =D and then started watching the Giants vs Brewers game. AUHHH!! SO PAINFUL!!! -__- Omar is the coolest guy on the whole darn team. single, double, triple, ^__^ and its his birthday! They lost though. which SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking on phone and chatting right now..in my state of bordom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111438659507185355?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111438659507185355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111438659507185355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111438659507185355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111438659507185355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/bored-so-im-blogging-grr.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111430978091621069</id><published>2005-04-23T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T21:55:14.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;wow. a nap!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a420.v8383d.c8383.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/420/8383/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/3/9218/13089_1_5_04.asf"&gt;Flying Without Wings - Westlife&lt;/a&gt; Click to listen to the original&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a420.v8383d.c8383.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/420/8383/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/5/24663/28565_1_13_04.asf"&gt;Flying Without Wings - Ruben Studdard cover&lt;/a&gt; Click to listen to the cover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is one of the only songs that the cover sounds better than the original. =&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, &lt;/strong&gt;what happened today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much; okay day. I guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jackie woke me up!!! ERG!!! &gt;__&lt;;; oh well, good thing too or else I'd overslept. [not that i didn't anyways] &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waited at the bus stop FOREVER . Finally bus came and saw G on it. Went to lower courts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;started working&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;years later..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;did signs with Eric and Wing [fishie 1 and fishie jr.] hahah..they mess up on thier own names now ^__^;; TRIED to take my money but i beat them. HAH&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;did signs with Eric and Jah Gui. HAHAHAH alan wong guy - jackie HAHAHAH Sorry.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saw some insect on a house wall, took rocks and tried to kill it. Eric sucks. He said we suck but he missed and he had a rock {---------} that big. Finally squashed it with ginormus rock&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to Yani's house and saw this girl I dono, Ally, Yani [duh]. Immediately greeted by Yani's sisters. They are so CUTE!!! =D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Me, jackie, gg and bento went to Kitaro's again. Same food. Again. eheh. Bento is so rude!! playing games while eating. -__-;;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went home. took a nice 5 hour nap [wow i havent done taht in years!!!] woke up. went online. chatted. ect. ect. looked on phone after somebody said that i wont pick up. Saw &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;10&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; missed calls.. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;err..oops?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111430978091621069?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111430978091621069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111430978091621069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111430978091621069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111430978091621069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111422498854029414</id><published>2005-04-22T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T19:59:11.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;currently watching/listening:&lt;/strong&gt; 12 Girls Band "Victory" , "Freedom", "Chase", "New Classicialism"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://a420.v8383d.c8383.g.vm.akamaistream.net/7/420/8383/3b858b51/mtvrdstr.download.akamai.com/8512/wmp/3/4092/26673_1_5_05.asf"&gt;Clocks - Coldplay&lt;/a&gt; CLICK to listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction="up"; marquee speed="1"&gt;Lights go out and I can't be saved,&lt;br /&gt;Tides that I tried to swim against,&lt;br /&gt;You've put me down upon my knees,&lt;br /&gt;Oh I beg, I beg and plead (singing),&lt;br /&gt;Come out of things unsaid, shoot an apple of my head (and a),&lt;br /&gt;Trouble that can't be named, tigers waiting to be tamed (singing), &lt;br /&gt;You are, you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusion never stops, closing walls and ticking clocks (gonna),&lt;br /&gt;Come back and take you home, I could not stop, that you now know (singing),&lt;br /&gt;Come out upon my seas, curse missed opportunities (am I),&lt;br /&gt;A part of the cure, or am I part of the disease (singing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are (x6),&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else compares,&lt;br /&gt;Oh no nothing else compares,&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else compares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are (continues in background),&lt;br /&gt;Home, home, where I wanted to go (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 that song so much. I'm sure everybody who has a television had in some point of their life listened to this song before. 12 Girls Band is also amazing. ^__^ They are so much cooler than Bond. I mean, Bond is great, but they just play a type of dance music. I prefer classical/oriental. But then, that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;Today; HUMM&gt;&lt; I missed Clg. AGAIN!!! =__= good lordy. OH well. TOO BAD FOR ME [= I'm starting to not care about RO so much anymore anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah I hate regular schedule again. Got bitched by Sgt.Mjr during reg for not having a pass to change. OH SHUDDAP. &gt;__&lt; stupid. Then got through the rest of the day like normal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? : Oh yeah, today afterschool just chilled at Yani's house with Amy, Jah Gui, Cindy. Her keyboard piano is soo cool!! ORGAN MUSIC! AMY GOING CRAZY! ME AND YANI LAUGHING AT AMY! AMY ROLLING ON THE FLOOR! PIMP MY RIDE!! PIMP MY BIKE! ROOM RAIDERS! NEXT!!!! MAKING HTE BAND!!!  HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAH MTV is our life.Then around 5 went up to Yani's house and stayed in her room. HER SISTERS ARE SO ADORABLE!!! Especially the smallest one!! She has a small atitude problem but its so darn cute on her!!! I wanna younger sister like her. And the second oldest is SO COOL! ^__^;; Then around 6:15 left her house. I likey her housey! ^__^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMIGOD!! AMY AND HER BIRDS THAT GETS KILLED AND THEN REBORNS TOGETHER AND HER "SPIDER" HAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111422498854029414?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111422498854029414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111422498854029414&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111422498854029414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111422498854029414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/currently-watchinglistening-12-girls.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111405120537229489</id><published>2005-04-20T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T19:40:05.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meheh..these last few days has been so frantic and hectic; but i love it. STAR 9 testing is the world's greatest invention. [*gets pelted by rotten tomatoes*] SERIOUSLY, listen to this --&gt; not only do we have to take easy tests, but we get time to do anything we want with the remaining half an hour after each portion of the tests! [like watching family guy and simpsons] And then we only go to two classes and then we go home early!!! ^__^ hows that for logic. &lt;strong&gt;OKAY so maybe the tests aren't THAT easy but it is. &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday: Testing for English and History. OMIGOD SO DARN EASY!! I WAS LAUGHING AT THE ANSWERS!!! ^__^ then went to science and fell asleep. hahah. that was boring. then went to nothing cuz I DONT GOT A 7th HAHAHA *points to unlucky people* So i just chilled. Afterschool : Drill Platoon [YAY! SHORT PRACTICE!!] and then...chilled with "my" people haha. THEN here comes the frantic part : i nearly lost my phone. *thud* I left it inside the RO room [we were the last to leave] and sgt. mjr left already. SO I got HELLA pissed off. I was practically like some of the people i know who were breaking stuff.. I was swearing and kicking everything till it nearly broke. haha. Good thing for Chut, G and Ming. THEY ARE THE COOLEST. for staying so long and enduring my ranting . &lt;strong&gt;OKAY I KNOW IT'S MY FAULT.&lt;/strong&gt; so i'll stop complaining. Good lord, I DONT want my phone to be stolen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY: STAR 9 once again. TODAY --&gt; SCIENCE. aww...BUT IT WAS SOO EASY!! most of the questions answered otehr questions. MEHEHEH. The first part was semi hard but the second part was EASY!!!! then the 10th Life Science stuff was OMIGOD!!!!!!!!!! SOO EASY!!! i felt sorry for the chem people though. It was all BIO ^__^ HAHA. they don't remember most of it. Then I went to 6th period..and then Jah gui had to go to first. so me ming and chut went to Wash house and got food...then came back and CHILLED. for. so. darn. long. time. cuz. me. and ming. cutted. [well actually he gave us permission] but it was fun. I got hit in the leg with a giant pink ball though. that was not so fun. HAHAH. I am so cunning: Example; Paul: did you ever assist or help any of the staff members before? Me: ehhh? Paul:*repeats* Well did you? Me: Surrre...Paul: Seriously!!! ME: well, i'm helping you right now! *points to recommendation sheet* Paul: *thows hands in air* Me: HEHE. *thought* In your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mehehe. the time sitting down in the chairs waiting to go was funny. Irene has some serious ice issues she needs to work out =D nahh its all cool. I mean, its not my drink that i took and drunk and then won't give back HAH.&lt;br /&gt;Then the St.Mary's cathedral thingimibobby. that stuff [trying not to swear]was so stupid. ^__^ but fun. stupid. and fun. stupid. and fun. ahahha. Mostly ate. For once i chilled with Moson and Kenneth. HAHA. All though the bus ride there i was poking fun at those two. They are so much fun to make fun of. =D one example: Moson is convinced that Kenneth is cheating on him with a red curtain. HAHAH. I mean, that is a serious  WTFH moments. ^__^;;. goodness. Then we just went in and I was cured! I was! hahaha...no diabetes for me !!haha.. so we just chilled and walked around. saw the blind ming and the rest of the gang , stayed with those two idiots and just walked around and talked to people. Apparently, Sgt.Mjr has "CADET STRESS". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Jamba Juice with ming &lt;strong&gt;Gi&lt;/strong&gt;anna, anna, tina [the POKER!!! EVILL!!! SHE HAS THE FINGER!!! EVIL!!], moson and kenneth. I used my LAST LAST LAST jamba juice card..-__-;; i feel so sad. Got too lazy to order so i made kenneth order it. eckk..didn't taste so good..and i actually shared my jamba juice. WTF is wrong with me? IT SHOULD BE SACRED. ITS MY LAST FREE JUICE. hhaha. I'm lazy and getting greedy. Then went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my daily liquid --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterschooL: &lt;br /&gt;one whole can of arizona [orangeade thing]&lt;br /&gt;1/5 cup of frap. [with ice. but IRENEEEE &gt;&lt; haha.]&lt;br /&gt;one cup of tea [courtesy of moson's unableness to handle hot waterly tasting tea. haha]&lt;br /&gt;3/4 cups of Strawberry Nirvana Jamba Juice thing [*sniff* i shared..my last card..*SOBS* haha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= BIG STOMACHACHE. &gt;&lt; not cool at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCOTTISH BANDS ARE COOL!! IRISH BANDS ARE COOL!!!&lt;/strong&gt; *cough*techno/trance is devil's music and should be burned !! *cough*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111405120537229489?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111405120537229489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111405120537229489&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111405120537229489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111405120537229489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/meheh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111378825595151713</id><published>2005-04-17T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:43:32.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/franzferdinand.jpg" align="left"&gt;THis IS COPYRIGHTED BY ME. ME. ME.ME. I've even got an avatar to go with it. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;WOOT. Franz Ferdinand. You can keep your Greenday and your U2. I've got my Franz Ferdinand thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay about my day: yesterday went to Simonia's house to work on the skit. OMIGOD&gt;&lt; Kenneth called me right in the middle of my lines...to tell me that he's bored. DUDE...*grumbles* okay anyways. I got there at 1 and left around 8:35pm. AUGHH!! I was so frustrated. BUT the end product was good. =D so i'm &lt;/s&gt;okalydokely&lt;/s&gt;FINE. haha. Went home, took a shower and hit the internet cuz i needed to finish my Espanol homework. Thank goodness for Paul's question..or i would've forgotten about spanish. SO MUCH HOMEWORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today: homework homework, church, no booksale, homework, homework, chat, chat, chat, ignored cell phone many times, homework..ect.oh and foruming. I love forums. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/franzferdinand2.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111378825595151713?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111378825595151713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111378825595151713&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111378825595151713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111378825595151713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/kenneth-called-me-right-in-middle-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111361892575253441</id><published>2005-04-15T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T19:35:25.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well today afterschool: I &lt;strong&gt;forgotten&lt;/strong&gt; about color guard!! AHH!!! =[ aww..now i've got a absent next to me name *fake sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ON the other hand. I don't mind! I've got to go&lt;strong&gt; inside&lt;/strong&gt; YANI's HOUSE!! MEEHHEHE. Went with Jackie, Ally, Yani [duh] and *cough*crazy*cough* Amy! HER ROOM IS SO GINORMOUS. and she gets access  to other people's roofs [HAHAH AMY traveling to Daly City from roofs] Mann...it was funny listening to Amy today ^__^ I swear, she was sooooo frigging high at Yani's. [singing Friend's songs....some men like women..some men like men...soemtingtsomthing homosexuals..AHAHAHAH Sorry,but that was hilarious and random] I actually learned soemthing today too! Such an educational trip. OHHH also read the last book for imadokie or something like that. It was good...even though I wish I started at NUMBER 1 INSTEAD at the end of the series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gloom* I'm such an idiot. hehe. Well, we stayed from 7th period till 5 something. Then me and Jah Gui TREKKED back to Wash. and waited for the usual gang "square".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realized that I had CLG meeting today *thud* I didn't want to lie to Peter so I just told him the truth [i should've said i was at andrejeff's study thing.....] &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there's COMPANY joining us for dinner. Oh well...it was a yummy dinner =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to whoever TXTed me on my phone [you know who you are]: No, don't apologize. I  should be the one apologizing for bitching at you when it's not your fault. Apology accepted?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111361892575253441?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111361892575253441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111361892575253441&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111361892575253441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111361892575253441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/well-today-afterschool-i-forgotten.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111353418535789094</id><published>2005-04-14T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T20:03:05.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well...this week at a long glance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: don't remember,&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: went to Yani's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;new&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; house afterschool. It's so WHITE!!! Me, Jah gui, Ally and of course Yani went. It was SOO FUNNY!!! ^___^;; We were able to go into her house, but not into her floor. hahaha...So we wen to the backyard and used a 9 feet ladder to get to one level of her house. We tried to open the window but it was locked from the inside *sniff* so we carried it over to the other side of the house and tried that window but it was also closed!!! -__-;; the ladder fell onto my &lt;strong&gt;neck!!!&lt;/strong&gt; AHH!! the PAIN. It was heavy and it did hurt like a biotch. But..complaining does nothing. It was so fun though!! ^__^ me likey Yani's new housey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afterschool went with Gg to Rossi park to take softball pictures. While I was there, I called Summer Search and &lt;strong&gt;started over again!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt; *sniff* then we found out that the game was &lt;strong&gt;over!&lt;/strong&gt; OVER! OVER!! That was stupid!! STUPID STUPID!!! -__-;;  So then we just took the bus home and saw &lt;strong&gt;DAWNY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday: DP afterschool. AUGH. My mom promised to pick me up to go somewhere but she didn't!!! WTFudgicalsticskers.  I even left DP early . *thud* But i found out that Joanne is recommending me to be PAO. That was seriously a WOAH. ME?!!? moment. keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday: Yearbook/homeworky time/giving jah gui company till her 'rents pick her up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the SKIT REHEARSAL for Sherrill. OMIGOD I was so so so so  so sosososos nervous. But i found a way to read my lines without seeming too obvious. And it turned out OKAY!! I knew almost ALL my lines anyways. Just at the end. -__-;; I shall not comment on my groupmates cuz they are cool. hahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then during 3/4 passing period, there was the fire drill. Mucho fun ^__^ I got to be late to class. Basically just chilled and played around cuz it wasn't really helping just standing around. We need more of these..especially between these two periods. Though I adore Modern World [sarcasm alert] I would like to slack off a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterschool: went to that Korean place and got fuud ^__^ Went back and got more fuud and then watched DC blast my head off. I like the bells!!! I wanna be a bell now. I realized that i don't like those chips i had. they don't taste good. Then went home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES! TUNZI IS OUT TOMMOROW&gt;_&lt; and Grady was out today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111353418535789094?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111353418535789094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111353418535789094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111353418535789094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111353418535789094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/well.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111316507540067426</id><published>2005-04-10T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T13:31:15.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday is the best event i've ever did for RO. Easy easy easy and fun ^__^&lt;br /&gt;as people say "git on widdit"&lt;br /&gt;First event: POW thing at the Veteran's building.That was ..so..stupid. Around 8 I went with G to the bus and got on the 5...then Tai went on. HAHA. doofus was still in his regular clothes and was changing in the bus. Then Maggie came on and we both shined his boots...the smell made me want to hurl [not eating breakfast and sitting backwards may have also played a part in it..] Then we just tried to find our way to teh building. haha..we were so lost, and it was right across the street =-] Inside we just practiced for about 2 hours before we had to do anything...the guys are such wimps..the girls had to ask the women to show them thier rifle skills.. -___-;; then did the event twice!!! OMIOGD&gt;&lt; I felt so sorry for the flags today..they had to be at present arms for SOOOO LONG!! Me and Tina were suffering but nothing like them. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;Second Event. : Color Guard at &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;GIANTS GAME!!&lt;/span&gt; ^__^&lt;br /&gt;Then after that event...we rushed out and Sargeant Major tried to show us his mapping skills by drawing swiggliy lines. Then we split up into groups [me, kim lin,  tina and tai] and [sargeant major, gianna, kevin, paul and peter] My group took the N to SBC park and got there SO FRIGGIN early..-__-;; Me and Kim were laughing at somebody's job and uniform. =] So we just walked around and talked about stuff that were really random.AUGH the "drop it like its hot" song came on and it was stuck in my head the whole day ....Then we waited..and waited.and waited. and me and tai and tina wasted so much minutes on our phones..AFTER A LONG LONG LONG time...they came and G told me taht Sargeant Major was PULLED OVER!!! HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA...Apparently they didn't have their seat belts on and an officer saw Paul..-__-;; Then we all went in and waited for a LONGGGGG time ..but those people are fun. We were poking Kevin and Peter for the heck of it. and they are hilarious. Then WE FINALLY FINALLY went out into teh field and did the presentation of the colors. ^__^ [me like people cheering...even if it was for teh boys choir and a little for us] Then stayed for teh whole game!!!We wasted $60 bucks on SODA ALONE. and we bought heckka food too.&lt;br /&gt;the game:&lt;br /&gt;[well the food buyers, me tai paul and g went back to teh game in teh BOTTOM OF THE 4th!!! -___-] The Giants are down, 1-0 Colorado in favor. fast forward to teh bottom of the EIGHTH, Giants still 1-0 Rockies in favor. Last chance for Giants to go up. 2 strikes, 2 outs, bases loaded, TUCKER then HITS A GRANDSLAM!!!!!!!!!! 4 RUNS!!!! then top of the ninth..Rockies up..one more run scored..but who cares?!? GIANTS WON!!!!!!!! 4-2!! MAJOR COMEBACK!!! Me and G were screaming sooooo loud. We were one of the only ones in teh row who understand what was going on. FUDGING COOL. even though our seats sucked.&lt;br /&gt;after that...we walked forEVER.&lt;br /&gt;Then me g anna tai kevin eric went down to the park and just chilled. After A LONG LONG LONG LONG LONG time..Bento box came and then we left ..that was werid. Me adn g were commentary people. [number 75 [guy on g's bus] passes to the guy in the red [kevin] who shoots..OHHH misses..passes to the guy in the white shirt with blue [no black!!] collar who in turn misses] haaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I LOVE &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;GIANTS&lt;/span&gt; GAMES!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111316507540067426?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111316507540067426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111316507540067426&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111316507540067426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111316507540067426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/yesterday-is-best-event-ive-ever-did.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111293163939979945</id><published>2005-04-07T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T20:40:39.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meep. i should be doing homework. but i'm not so HAH. Today was supposed to be a good day. Actually it was supposed to be a splended, perfect day with nothing screwing it up. AND IT DIDN'T IT WENT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PERFECTLY &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;until...afterschool.&lt;br /&gt;see my perfect day and then watch it get screwed :&lt;br /&gt;1st__no work and still being happy from yesterday's A. Just worked on accent. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;2nd__bio. lecture. don't care. found out there's an extra lab on friday afterschool. &lt;strong&gt;edit__&lt;/strong&gt;SHIT. I CANT MAKE IT. DAMN YOU COLOR GUARD!! -___-;;&lt;br /&gt;3rd__RO. haha. I threw a pen at Kenneth's head. that was fun ^__^ I should do that more often. Hurting people is FUN FUN FUN. -__^ Plus, teh pen went "DOINK!!" hahahahahah. I'm so evillll. Thats what you people get for trying to doze off while we have to pretend to know crap.&lt;br /&gt;4th__ Modern World TEST IS EASY!!!!!!!!!! I knew EVERYTHING. very happy here&lt;br /&gt;5th__ Espanol - psh double verbs = very easy&lt;br /&gt;6th__ Geo_ Construction Test. PSh. easy ass review stuff from last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterschoool____ where it ruined my mood. I called Summer search and got bitched at for about 15-20 minutes. what a waste of my time and minutes. FUCKERS -___-;; I DONT FEEL LIKE TALKING ABOUT MY FEELINGS TO YOU FUCKARDS. MOTHER OF *strangle*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111293163939979945?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111293163939979945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111293163939979945&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111293163939979945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111293163939979945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/meep_07.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111283710346596173</id><published>2005-04-06T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T18:25:03.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;How can you spot a perfectionist?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Look for people who...&lt;br /&gt;...have a "self-promotion" style and try to impress others by bragging or displaying their perfection.&lt;br /&gt;...shun situations in which they might display imperfection&lt;br /&gt;....have a tendency to keep problems to themselves, including an inability to admit failure to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 out of 3...not bad at all, i must say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111283710346596173?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111283710346596173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111283710346596173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111283710346596173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111283710346596173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/how-can-you-spot-perfectionist-look.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111256506396737909</id><published>2005-04-03T14:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T15:07:40.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;table height="150" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="250" align="right" border="1"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Your Brain is 46.67% Female, 53.33% Male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td color="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;okayyy...Spring break is offically over. Now that's something to be sad about. Actually there's many things to be sad about this break. In course of one week, two important people died : Terry Shaivo [who showed teh world why family affairs should remain just that..family] and the Pope himself.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BUT life goes on for us.. and school starts yet again tommorow. AUGH. gradyiness is back. I wish she'll get stuck on some boat somewhere...unknowinly floating to Madagascar or Malaysia or something..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/&lt;a"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;hat&lt;/a&gt; Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111256506396737909?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111256506396737909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111256506396737909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111256506396737909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111256506396737909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-brain-is-46.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111249607175957525</id><published>2005-04-02T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T18:41:11.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*meep* fucked this off somebody...so don't sue me if it came from your xanga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEN random things about me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. I like Euro Alt.Post-Punk Rock. hahah&lt;br /&gt;02. I like monty python&lt;br /&gt;03. I love The Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;04. I love to quote of Harry Potter books                             &lt;br /&gt;05. I love sketch Shows&lt;br /&gt;07. I love guys with accents.&lt;br /&gt;08. I wear glasses...hahah&lt;br /&gt;09. I love to make avatars....&lt;br /&gt;10. PSP to me = paint shop pro. PSP to any normal person = PlayStation Portable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NINE ways to win my heart:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. Smile. often. please.&lt;br /&gt;02. just be yourself. who wants some impersonator?&lt;br /&gt;03. Be sober...or atleast when driving. hell, don't drink. haha [hyprocrit..]&lt;br /&gt;04. Adopt an accent. hahah..just kidding. Have a sense of humor, or just make me smile&lt;br /&gt;05. sharing is caring. so don't be possessive..cuz that's just..freaky.&lt;br /&gt;06. Talk about something other than - you, -sports , -"guy" stuff..i don't care and i don't want to know&lt;br /&gt;07. i like the unexpected. surprise me.&lt;br /&gt;08. be there when i need you.&lt;br /&gt;09.  lemme chill with my friends, and i'll chill with you. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EIGHT things I want to do before I die:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. have a legacy and have my name be a household name&lt;br /&gt;02. be a millionaire and a CEO of some company&lt;br /&gt;03. meet all my heros or be a hero&lt;br /&gt;04. find a cure for autism&lt;br /&gt;05. become a director&lt;br /&gt;06. travel the entire world -- twice&lt;br /&gt;last two are purposely left blank. I'm still young, why should i fill em up just yet?&lt;br /&gt;07.&lt;br /&gt;08.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEVEN ways to annoy me:&lt;/strong&gt;oh man this is easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. one word = ghettoness&lt;br /&gt;02. bitchiness&lt;br /&gt;03. acting like you know everything when you really have no clue about the subject&lt;br /&gt;04. prejudice&lt;br /&gt;05. superficial people&lt;br /&gt;06. liars and those who live out lies.&lt;br /&gt;07. popping gum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIX things I believe in:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. God&lt;br /&gt;02. myself&lt;br /&gt;03. love makes the world go round, but lust is really the fuel.&lt;br /&gt;04. everybody's got a hidden agenda&lt;br /&gt;05. nobody's perfect&lt;br /&gt;06. there's always a flip side to every situation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIVE things I'm afraid of:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. being alone&lt;br /&gt;02. the supernatural&lt;br /&gt;03. serial killers.&lt;br /&gt;04. failing in life and school&lt;br /&gt;05. death&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOUR of my favorite things&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. family and friends&lt;br /&gt;02. myself&lt;br /&gt;03. being alive and well&lt;br /&gt;04. love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THREE things I do everyday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. breathe&lt;br /&gt;02. think&lt;br /&gt;03. smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWO things I want to do right now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. go on a roller coaster&lt;br /&gt;02. have a shopping spree&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ONE person I want to see right now:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. somebody...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111249607175957525?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111249607175957525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111249607175957525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111249607175957525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111249607175957525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/meep-fucked-this-off-somebody.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111246060443923204</id><published>2005-04-02T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T08:50:04.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently Listening to : So Come On Home; Franz Ferdinand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to a cemetary...saw gophers.hahaha..and people bbqin. DUDE. that's just sick. Then I went shopping [meep. finally. again. haha] then saw that I was not going to be able to get back to The City in time...so tried calling..but NOOO..PEOPLE TURN OFF THIER PHONES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was like the OLD days. Back in....8th grade. mwahah wow that was a LONG time ago. Anyways, we saw nD CHAU again.mwahahahhaha. Last time we'd heard of him he was somewhere in the amazon trailing....just kidding. But it has been about *counts from end of october* 5 months? Nice to see him back.&lt;br /&gt;we just chilled at the park for a while and caught up. then went back to G's house and played the weird game that nobody knows how to play except for benton and g and DOA2. [hah rituals] We had successfully gotten Andy to be addicted to that game. Then went to BK and ate food. I have hearing problems...I got this okay fish combo sandwichy thingi. Then went back and watched the Incredibles. Kinda boring cuz i'd already watched it. BUT the cartoony thing cracked me up so damn much. human mouths on cartoons.kekeke. JACK JACK ATTACK!!&lt;br /&gt;Then just continued playing DOA2 until 7? we suck. i admit it. we cannot go anywhere without that game. ME vs. Andy and G vs. Bento. poor laine, she had to sleep. ahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;verdict: fun fun...^__^ need more days with just the old gang...now where's tiff le at? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111246060443923204?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111246060443923204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111246060443923204&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111246060443923204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111246060443923204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/04/currently-listening-to-so-come-on-home.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111222818946488930</id><published>2005-03-30T16:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T16:16:29.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate canto-rap. And I just realized it. I think i'm really going crazy this spring break. Kept doing homework because of my teachers decieded that free time = homework time. I mean, how many time can i read my spanish book if i don't understand what the hell it's saying anyways? -____-;; What else is new with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still clean &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;loves &lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;franz ferdinand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hates canto-rap&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVES Euro Post-punk/Alt. Rock &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hates HK music.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;still sober after muttering all that out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 tiffe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111222818946488930?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111222818946488930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111222818946488930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111222818946488930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111222818946488930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-hate-canto-rap.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111202736338014074</id><published>2005-03-28T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T08:29:23.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally RESERVED HBP! *loves loves loves* I'm such a dork...but a cool one on that. MWAHA. I'm so giddy right now...oh yeah guys are really scary online. Even those you know. -___-;; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well first day of break. I'll probably be going out but I'm still going to have to do homework today....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111202736338014074?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111202736338014074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111202736338014074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111202736338014074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111202736338014074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-finally-reserved-hbp-loves-loves.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111180807314670725</id><published>2005-03-25T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T19:34:33.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha..was browsing the blogring when i stumbled on Pim's xanga where she was talking about Carey. [...] yes. my goodness what a bunch of b.s. [not her. carey's idea of RO being "propaganda" for the military] GOD PEOPLE like him gets me so pissed off. and that's the end of my rant.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111180807314670725?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111180807314670725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111180807314670725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111180807314670725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111180807314670725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111180576372721498</id><published>2005-03-25T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T19:09:53.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT A NEW PHONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [ask me for the new number] yes i don't use verizon, so BLAH. I have a new number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.t-mobile.com/images/products/224481/large_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.t-mobile.com/images/products/230863/large_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so this week[...] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went to the emerald nuts thing  goodie bags &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was okay. After that just went to arcade and played for a LONG LONG LONG time. Benton and Kevin are very mean individuals, and i mean that in the nicest way possible. Yeah. Right. ^__^ nah they both cool. Ate and laughed. Talked and chilllled around the Pier. Then just stayed over at G's house for the night with Jah-gui and Bento box. Watched a chinese-y movie with Stephen Chow in it. Love on Delivery or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-went to the emerald nuts race  part two.; Greek Parade w/Color Guard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 4:15 and Kev and Chut came over. Went to emerald nuts and on the way some how met up with Jason, Janice and this otehr girl on the bus. ^__^ Jason got a cool phone. Worked and worked and worked some more. [went to sausalito to work] got kinda pissed but Jackie and Paul somehow cheered me up. Hee. i was what you cool people called "ghetto". *rolls eyes* then we went to G's house. Changed into Color Guard uniform. BLAH. ALMOST got late for the parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At teh parade had to march with this old guy who was in the Army. haha. Sargent Major called me a TURTLE!!!! [now wing and eric call me that *gloom*] Did MY FIRST EVER REAL EVENT. I was California!! ^__^ it was okay but it was mucho windy. Then me paul and peter went to teh stage and watched everybody from up high. Paul is hilarious. I swear. He is. We were hella poking fun at EVERYBODY. Me don't like teh mayor. *twitch* not as cool as he seems.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back to G's house with "the box" and just chillled again. Changed back and then &lt;strong&gt;some&lt;/strong&gt; of "the box" went out for dinner. We were HELLA HIGH. haha. Me and G were doubling over laughing. I think we scared Kevin. He left us to go home and "Study" haha. rightiio. Then we just ate over at Chut's and watched movie. Went home. Oh yeah. "SGT MJR Blue" got thrown over the fence *gloom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school I had COLOR GUARD. WTF?!!? Oh well...So g, bento, jackie, eric s., kevin and me just wasted our time doing NOTHING but throwing around SGT MJR Blue. haha it was HELLA FUNNY. Eric must think we were insane. haa. Then G, jackie and bento left and i was stuck with them. haha...went in. I got changed into Dianna's uniform...had the guys laugh at me. *GRR*. not cool. I did look like a turtle though...Not teh point. did the color guard event for the sports award thingy. Dianna's boots got a shining!! ^__^ i can't believe i got to school at 7 and i leave it at 7. That's insanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! ONLY HALF DAY FOR ME!!!! kkekeke..*shh* Went to first second [AUGHH!! HARD BUTT TEST!] third [there's only one reason why i go anyways..] [second note; the first floor smelt like alchy] , and forth. then me yani and jackie went to go eatin at Clement at this sushi place. It was okay. the food wasn't that good. AHH YANI GOT THE FUSHIGI YUGI MUSIC!!!!! *DLJSIOFUEW*(R7. yeah anyways... then we wen to this shop place i got my earrings because i thought they were pretty. I never thought i'll actually wear em but oh well. they were pretty. And then they broke. haha.a. tooke the bus back home and then found out that I GOT A NEW PHONE!!!!!!!! CAMERA BABY!!!!!!!!! aha *hides from G* then went to schewl and saw G's GHETTO PLATOON AGAIN!!! YAY! hahah. them cool china boys. Man. they old arshes. Going to college. -__-;; but they can't seem to shut the poop up. Then me g wing eric s. kevin chut ming just stood around the corner doing nothing. then went home. SPRING BREAK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EASTER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111180576372721498?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111180576372721498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111180576372721498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111180576372721498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111180576372721498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-got-new-phone-ask-me-for-new-number.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111124954062438523</id><published>2005-03-19T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T22:05:40.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its 08:14am and i'm too bored to go back to sleep. Dammit, i was fricking high yesterday. Not a funny picture, mind you. Not that I actually got drunk..it was very very very light stuff. but still. at eleven o clock at night, it's never fun. I now have a future drinking buddy too!!! ^__^ such a bad influenceon peole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywhoms. Now all of you are going to think I need to attend some sorta AA meeting..&lt;br /&gt;[...] and I so do not. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i wanna go bowlinggg...god this city is boring. in a few hours i'm goin t have to go to teh stupid aquatic park thing for goodie bags..blahhh...i hate doing that stuff..especially in teh rain. but atleast we're going to take the "polk guy" bus [courtesy of gianna] ;p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay not bored enough to keep typing yet, not stupid enough to go drinking in the morning. And don't gimme teh "OMIGD!! I DIDNT THINK YOU DRANK!!! WHAT HAPPEN TO YOU ??!?! " crap. It was LIGHT for the chrissakes. [hehe..new phrase..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111124954062438523?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111124954062438523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111124954062438523&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111124954062438523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111124954062438523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-0814am-and-im-too-bored-to-go-back.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111120824813110117</id><published>2005-03-18T20:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T20:57:28.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to the school board meeting yesterday. It was such a good experience but it also tested my paitence soo darn much. As many of you know, it was anti-JROTC and military recuritment in school. [psh. RO doesn't recruit sh-- and they know it] God the people who were for JROTC were good, but the people who were against didn't know enough crap to be speaking for even a first year. God, people like that gets on my nerves. Then the women outside were such rude as--es. Screaming and provoking us to get riled up. We're better than them. We don't need to scream at high pitches and yell at the opponent to get our points across. We're bigger than that. I might not agree with the military and wars but since when does JROTC coerse us to like them? Stupid. I wouldn't had been so spiteful of those shi-holes if they had better evidence. [Chile woman= "SEE YOU MINORITIES..JROTC TARGETS YOU!! AND BECAUSE YOU'RE ALL LOW INCOME] Look around you, you idiot. WE're not the minority. WE live in a city where 85% of teh children in our schools are of "minorities" we're the MAJORITY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. JROTC is NOT pronounced "Jay Rot Ce" [I thought they called us &lt;strong&gt;Junior NAZIS!!] &lt;/strong&gt;&lt; I was hella pissed off about that until somebody said OHHH JROTC JAY ROTCE. hahaha. Jr.Nazis..BUT ATLEAST GET YOUR PRONUNCIATION CORRECT.morons. And that annoying lil boy's TOY!! GRR. i wanted to break it apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funniest part: David Hsu's trouble with the double doors. Push=Pull and Pull=Push. PUSH PULL PUSH PULL = unopened doors. And then Srgt.Major's insult. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JROTC= keeps me almost sane. hahah keep it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111120824813110117?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111120824813110117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111120824813110117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111120824813110117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111120824813110117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/went-to-school-board-meeting-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111103754718287509</id><published>2005-03-16T21:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T21:32:27.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man; what am i popular or what today? I get online and almost immediatly, 7 IM windows flood my screen..all within a period of 10 seconds. [...]&lt;br /&gt;So [...] what to type into this big empty box. I'll find a way to fill it up, I always do. It's such a good place to rant, or to just get away from homework and just TYPE, something I like to do. [91 wpm, no mistakes ^__^ good enough for me]Well, took one of those &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;really&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; stupidly stupid surveys online. Guess when I'm getting married apparently?: on my brother's 22nd Birthday. *rolls eyes* And I doubt I'm going to get married at 23 years old. I got "people to see, places to be, jobs to do, &lt;strong&gt;presidents to shake hands with&lt;/strong&gt;" -me to amy after school one day. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly: I wuv my mommy. Even though i got horrible on my report card, she didn't even yell at me. Only told me to work harder and that she knew the reason why I screwed up so badly. Coolest mom alive award. *nods*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly and a half: I still want that poster. *jackie styled "twitch"*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;secondly: do you know that weird feeling that some people change for the worse? No, i'm not talking about ME.[though that's an entirely different story in itself, no questions asked or needed. thank you.] That person can be really different in different enviroments. It's not that it's a bad thing per say, but I kinda sets off a little buzzer in my head that something might just not be right...I would ask but you know me, I'm not that type of person offline. Well, that's human nature for you. You think you know somebody well until they turn out to be completly different than the person you thought you knew. I hope to major in human psychology one day...some day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL NOTE: EXIT EXAMS ARE OVER!!! &lt;strong&gt;*SOBS*&lt;/strong&gt;  YES I'm weird but I actually LIKE the exams. They bite off my other class times and I get to skip some of my classes that I hate. Like math...kekek. But the tests were SO FRIGGING EASY!!! ! &gt;&lt; I finished the English portion with like an 1 HOUR LEFT adn that's AFTER TEH ESSAY!!!! and the second part, 1 hour and 30 MINUTES!!!. And then I finshed the math in about 20 minutes for both parts!!!! GOD I WAS SO BOREDDDDDDDDDD.But in a good way cuz i finished my other homework and had the music of Green Day in me ears. Loveeeee..^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD I TOLD YOU I'LL fill up this crap. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DP afterschool today. I hate my original spot. haha so Serena FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY lemme change ^___^;; The protest is tommorow. JROTC should stay in school. I'm serious. We're all practically FAMILY. Everybody like thisclose. haha. Plus "JROTC keeps me in school" haahahahhahahahahah. Sorry but that's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh forgot to say this : good luck to Wing and Maggie!! ^__^ [belated a few days i know..]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111103754718287509?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111103754718287509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111103754718287509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111103754718287509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111103754718287509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/man-what-am-i-popular-or-what-today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111085374374958259</id><published>2005-03-14T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T19:30:38.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;199.99 dollars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 177px; HEIGHT: 214px" height="425" src="http://www.itsalreadysigned4u.com/shop/media/images/product_detail/dep1.jpg" width="207" align="left"/&gt;*DROOL* MAJOR DROOLAGE. okay so not much to talk about today besides DROOLING over Johnny Depp's signed poster for Cpt. Jack Sparrow. *DROOL* IF i had 200 bucks, i would buy this. I will also love whoever gets this for me. hell i'll love you if you get me the real guy so i can get him to autograph every thing i have ^__^ okay, now that's what i call a fangirl moment. But seriously, look at him!!! it's JOHNNY Depp. but why the crap does his autograph have to cost so darn much?? *sniff* AHH!! *droolll* *drool* * continues to drool* and cry at the same time because I'm so broke. *Drools and crys at the same time*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 305px; HEIGHT: 205px" height="425" src="http://store1.yimg.com/I/fightworld2_1827_1402539.gif" width="207"/&gt; I know this is kinda hard to see but this is the poster i want more than the one above. yes, Johnny Depp can wait. This, my friends is the one. This is the Lord of the Rings: Return of the King poster with &lt;strong&gt;20&lt;/strong&gt; cast autograph. This picture shows: Dominic, Billy Boyd, Elijah Woods, Ian McKellen, Liv Tyler, Viggo Mortenson, &lt;strong&gt;Sean Astin, &lt;/strong&gt;Orlando Bloom, John Rhys-Davis, John Noble...and basically that's all i care for anyways. ^__^ Goddddddd...want to know how much it'll cost me if I ever buy it? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;325.99 dollars. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;American. Three HUNDRED and Twenty Five Dollars and Ninety Nine cents. I can only pay...99cents. hahha. BUT GODDDDDDDD.. it's soo beautiful....5 feet of LOTR. keke. I would faint. I will probably die if I had it. I would also be broke. Majorly broke. Killer broke. but I will die a broke person, a happy happy giddy person. If i died that very moment of course. ^__^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's the end of my fangirl moments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111085374374958259?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111085374374958259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111085374374958259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111085374374958259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111085374374958259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/199.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111073800932192762</id><published>2005-03-13T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T10:20:09.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[...] it's sunday!-___-;; time to study for Andrejeff's macrobiology test thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was okay: went to G's at around 12:30, played &lt;strong&gt;ANOTHER&lt;/strong&gt; one of these fighting games..so confusing..and colorful. Then left and ran away from all these bugs in front of her block. Then saw chut on the bus but he left..[that was funny] . Then Kitaro. Then DT. JAMBA JUICE!! then left because Jackie had to go somewhere with her mom..Bento and Gianna were so high on the bus...*tsktsktsk*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111073800932192762?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111073800932192762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111073800932192762&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111073800932192762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111073800932192762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111060270389468724</id><published>2005-03-11T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T20:45:03.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was not cool. so not cool. uncool. bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started out the day okay. then by 3rd period [RO], my stomach started to hurt a little badly. Then by 4th period, I was practically crying because it hurted so goddarn much.  So by lunch time, i was in sooo much frigging pain that i called my mom to pick me up. Went home and rested for two periods. Felt MUCH MUCH MUCH MUCH better. Thanks to painkillers and sleep. Then came back to go to CLG meeting but it was over already so just chilled with people. GIANNA's platoon is soo coool!! hahahah or shall i say "ghetto". I compliemented this guy's glasses. hahah. Then just waited around for jah gui's food and then me g bento and chut van el parque and just chilled there for a while. It was funny and relaxing [the good weather had something to do with it..] then just went home around 6:30pm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111060270389468724?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111060270389468724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111060270389468724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111060270389468724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111060270389468724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-was-not-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111051549198600309</id><published>2005-03-10T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T20:31:31.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>forgot to say this: remember when i was feeling kinda low a few days ago? Well, thanks to you people who know who you guys are. You guys are the greatest. While some of you people might've just scared me, some lectured me [felt like i needed a notepad], some just made me laugh, some just were there, and some who just knows what I was going through and there's one who told me that nothing was impossible. You guys are the coolest. So, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure gravity keeps me on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;aloha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Tiffaney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111051549198600309?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111051549198600309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111051549198600309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111051549198600309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111051549198600309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/forgot-to-say-this-remember-when-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111050994274544478</id><published>2005-03-10T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T18:59:02.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT INTO APUS HISTORY!!!!!!!! joy! I'm soo happy!! THANKS TO PAUL for making my day so good. Mwahah..well not really but for tellling one period early. Sorry for sounding stupid when i asked you that question. I wasn't thinking  ^__^ kekeke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good things about today: &lt;br /&gt;Started Othello [*dork*]&lt;br /&gt;Understood Bio. stuff clearly [*dork*]&lt;br /&gt;AP US HISTORY!! [*dorkkk*]&lt;br /&gt;Started learing deeper about Nazism [*dork*]&lt;br /&gt;FINISHED SPANISH DRAWING PROJECT !!!! It's soo cool!!!!&lt;br /&gt;GRADY ISNT HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [MWAHAHHA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul scaring the crap out of me 3 times afterschool..*heart attack and falls over dead*&lt;br /&gt;Remembered really bad grades [...]&lt;br /&gt;forgot my color pencils..&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY ignored me the whole day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111050994274544478?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111050994274544478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111050994274544478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111050994274544478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111050994274544478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-got-into-apus-history-joy-im-soo.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111033467078773946</id><published>2005-03-08T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T18:17:50.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>augh. I apologize to everybody today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news of the day: got into Spanish 3-4 Honors and staying in English Honors. Dono about the rest yet. Ah well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad News: BAD GRADES. I was crying soo hard afterschool and during 6-7th period. I tried smiling for OT practice though. I didn't want people to think there was something wrong. If you guys don't see me @ Ro events anymore you'll all know why. I'll miss you all. =*[&lt;br /&gt;god these, past few days are so hard on me. I don't think I really felt happy for a while now. I hate it all. I'm never attentive or caring about anything anymore. Nothing matters anymore to me. This doesn't include grades in general. I nearly fell off the stairs going up to the second floor after school today. I was in such a wreck. People were "hey tiff" i was "....fuck off" I hate crying.  I never do that. That's fucking shit. and that's the last thing i need right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing everything right now. I blew off people yesterday, i'm blowing off steam today... I feel so guilty for not even caring anymore. I'm losing everything I've ever worked for. My friends seem to know what they all want and how to get it, but I feel like I'm the one who's struggling jus to stay alive.  Why is everything so easy for them to accept?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry about the melodramatic shit. I'm just having problems right now. Damn it, i dont even have anybody to talk to it about it...everybody's too caught up in themselves and thier perfect l&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111033467078773946?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111033467078773946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111033467078773946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111033467078773946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111033467078773946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/augh_111033467078773946.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111017636420260994</id><published>2005-03-06T22:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T22:19:24.203-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hum...now that i think about it, i sound kinda ticked off yesterday. Oh well, bygones be bygones...except for some people. Those people deserve a well. Yes, a well. [was watching 48 hour mysteries]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, what happened yesterday. Besides the things that happen that shouldn't belong online, I was bored. Yes, it's that time of the RO year again. the dreaded, horrible, DOOR to DOOR activity!! *gasp* But, i had Jackie [jah gui] &lt;-- hows that for chinglish? with me so it was fine. The stupid thing was that at the end, we all [wearing red..] gathered at a street corner, in front of a house to do roll. DUDE that is stupid. Stoopid Roberto. We could've been arrested...for looking like a gang ^__^ hahah...me, in a gang? hhahah. i laugh in your non gangnishi faces. Thank god there wasn't the real bloods and crypts around..is that how you spell the second gang name? eh..who cares..the red and the blues. After that, some crap happened, me and jackie went to KFC and met up with the rest of the people, watched Shark Tale at G's and then me and chut just played DDR. then went home. and watched 48 hour mysteries!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;what happened today? OT TRIP!!! yay! hahah. It was fun!! Seriously!! I'm not joking. My group was Tai and Kevin. ALL FIRSTIES IN A GROUP!! ^__^ Man, we missed the first two points and they were right in front of us!!!!! THANK YOU TO JUSTIN'S GROUP for letting us follow em [and help em] and POTTER especially for helping us at the expense of his group.  Tai and Kevin were troopers...kept running and running and running, even though me and Kev kept busting our ankles. ^__^ you guys are the greatest. Then me and chut had fun laughing at tai at his expense. haha Even on the bus we kept making him get aggravated until...*sigh* he didn't care anymore...that SUCKED. AND ERIC KEPT EVESDROPPING..WTF?!?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then went to G's house, played DOA2 and laughed at eric kev chut for two hours almost. They [eric mostly] are hilarious. In a sense that they are NASTY!! god.........then wen tto chut's house and watched Shrek 2 and spiderman2 the end.... 6_6&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111017636420260994?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111017636420260994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111017636420260994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111017636420260994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111017636420260994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/hum.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111007463901244404</id><published>2005-03-05T17:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T18:17:13.053-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A Green Day song for every mood: Here's F.O.D (Fuck off and die)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just...a fuck.&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain it 'cause I think you suck.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking pride,&lt;br /&gt;In telling you to Fuck Off and Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good...night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/hr&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;How is it that some people meet the crappiest days of their lives while other sail through untouched and naive? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is it that I find myself hating people I hardly know?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How is it that I'm so violent but I can quickly change?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why does God allow such imbeciles to live on the face of the Earth and not be killed?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How come God allow imbeciles to be born? &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Does idiotcy come in pairs? Or it is just a lucky covincidence for one case?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;How come some people work all their lives for one thing and never get it, but others mearly seek it and recieve?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When somebody gains a significant other, does the family come along with the ride?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is it that some people understand each other with only a look while it takes others years to understand?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When going outside, is it that unobvious to take the necessary items with you? Do others have to automatically provide? Or worse yet, do you have to force them?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is it that some people are such hypocrits that they yell at others for doing wrong and immediatly do something of the same crime?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why should the meek inheirt the earth? Why not the ones who truely go out and earn it?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Is it wrong for somebody to stop something they do not feel comfortable seeing?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Can hatred ever go so far as to turn into a killing spree?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111007463901244404?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111007463901244404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111007463901244404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111007463901244404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111007463901244404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/green-day-song-for-every-mood-heres-f.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-111003245026150346</id><published>2005-03-05T06:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T06:20:50.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww..feel kinda sad that yesterday was the last day of PT. I don't DON't want to do book work and uniform again or drilling either...oh well.&lt;br /&gt;For my mile i improved and unimproved. Compared to my OT mile time I've improved...1 minute and 17 seconds. From 10:20 to 9:02. mannnnn i feel so slow. I could've not broken the 9 minute mark but noooo sargeant major screwed us all over..Compared to eigth grade I unimproved about 40 seconds. From a 8.36 to a 9.02 mile....AUGH. I feel out of shape..hella sad huh?! Well, atleast i jogged/ran the whole way..didn't stop...I wish Potter would let this be my OT time instead. that would be nice. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final time: 9:02&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-111003245026150346?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/111003245026150346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=111003245026150346&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111003245026150346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/111003245026150346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110999552653671466</id><published>2005-03-04T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T21:49:36.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;FIRST Post on NEW computer!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda pissed that I missed the APUSHistory thingi today..oh well mr. whatshisname said he'll schedule. Actually I'm kinda pissed that I had to go to begin with. wtf eh?&lt;br /&gt;i just realized how stupid the "murder of Tomas" is when i was saying it to Jackie. Mwahah. Only me, Ally and Johnson got what i was saying. That hilarious ^ ^''&lt;br /&gt;Afterschool, went to go eat with Jackie and the afterschool crew. Suddenly Jackie told me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;something&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; that suprised the crap out of me. I was "WOAH!!!!!!!!!! ewwwww...hahahhahahahh ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww" ^^'' I was soo weirded out. Like weirded weirded weirded out.  kekekekeke. Then she just got back at me by telling G that i thought that he was the cutest out of....yeah..nevermind. Well there was no choice!!!!!! [sorry jackie ^^]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's ^ what i call a pointless post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110999552653671466?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110999552653671466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110999552653671466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110999552653671466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110999552653671466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-post-on-new-computer-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110982253347679549</id><published>2005-03-02T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T20:12:44.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"We would like to see you sometimes too you know" -Chut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure to send you an autographed picture of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao. just finished updating my spanking new fanlisting [with the featured ones] I must say, it is a really random mix unfornately. *pweh* the things I do to rep. my favorite things in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's to chut and his cool cool comment dissing whoever the asshole is. Whoever you are, listen to him. Dire conciquences will follow if you piss me off. I will 1) shoot your head off. 2) burn it in a boiler at school 3) leave your body in the street so the annoying ravens can pick it apart and the ants may have a feast. Is that violent enough?&lt;br /&gt;[here's to lainy and her coolnessy too! *hiphiphoorays* =D]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you get my point. You're not freaking me out, you're just annoying. If I ever find out who you are, you're going to get your ass kicked. You better hope to god you're just playing a prank or I will get a gun and shoot your brains out from your ears. I hate people like you. That last comment better be your last if you can't control yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one last note: THAT is so not a lot of classes. It's only 10 classes!!! I'll have AP Art History and Yearbook afterschool! that just leaves me with...8 classes..*AUGHH!!* Only 7 periods a day..what will i do with the other one*worries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll quit RO. it's not like I'm dedicated anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outttttttttts; your favorite Tiffe, Tiffe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110982253347679549?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110982253347679549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110982253347679549&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110982253347679549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110982253347679549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/we-would-like-to-see-you-s_110982253347679549.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110973843205562515</id><published>2005-03-01T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T20:40:32.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehe..next year, i'll have approx. 14-16 hours of homework a day..[well not really..but around 7 ^ ^'' ] I'm going to have 10 classes next year if my counselor lets me. [i must really want to leave eh?] keke. here's my schedule if i get into all of them: enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeroom ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Lit Hons.&lt;br /&gt;physiology [no hons *sniff*]&lt;br /&gt;Chem. Honors/AP [depends on counselor]&lt;br /&gt;JROTC [er..no hons]&lt;br /&gt;AP US history ^ ^''&lt;br /&gt;Spanish 3H-4Honors&lt;br /&gt;Advanced Algebra Honors&lt;br /&gt;Yearbook [wednes. or thurs. only]&lt;br /&gt;AP Art History [only on tues/thurs afterschool 2 hours]&lt;br /&gt;AP Computer Arts [if counselor lets]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehhe!! lets see how fast i die and if i even do any RO activites or teams next year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110973843205562515?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110973843205562515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110973843205562515&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110973843205562515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110973843205562515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/03/hehe.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110956420202374598</id><published>2005-02-27T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T20:16:42.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Currently: WATCHING THE OSCARS!!! [grrrr HP lost both.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was : blehh, YAY!, blehhhh&lt;br /&gt;lmao. that doens't really work huh? ^^''&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 9 and did homework until about 3:00pm [yes, i had that much homework. SAD SAD SAD. Then Gianna called and said to meet her and Elaine @ J-Town. So I went and we just went DT to get food. Got Jamba Juice [yes again] and after A LONG LONG LONG walk, went to Border's so I could reserve HP:HBP. Remembered that I needed a credit card. *PLABH* but on the way there, there were these girls [i hope they were girls...] were singing in this car to these 3 pedestrian guys who were innocently walking down the street. I don't want to repeat the lyrics since it was "wrong".  ^__^ then went to BKs and I got a yummmmy Chocolate pie..thanks to Lainy and G for eating half of it. [seriously, it was too chocolatey...i couldn't swallow it..&lt;u&gt;-           -&lt;/u&gt; then we just went home and then I had to do homework. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but firstttttttt. i went online and bitched at the stalker. bbbbbbittttchhhhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110956420202374598?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110956420202374598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110956420202374598&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110956420202374598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110956420202374598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/currently-watching-oscars-grrrr-hp.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110944572065432359</id><published>2005-02-26T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T11:22:00.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you know that feeling when things aren't going your way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. My answer is YES. Things are definatley not going my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;u&gt;somebody&lt;/u&gt; did try to cheer me up by sending me this really weird "documentary" online about these two "Potterphiles". Trust me, for all those out there who think I am obsessed with anything to do with Harry Potter, you're dead wrong. Compared to these two girls, I'm just a causal observer. It is scary. It is freaky. I didn't even know half the merchandise existed. These two have no life. [but the girl with the Legolas room was a close second]...-____-;; Here's the link --&gt;&lt;a href="ftp://public1.ftp.mugglenet.com:9000/fanmade/potterphilia.zip"&gt; Site One&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="ftp://public2.ftp.mugglenet.com:9000/fanmade/potterphilia.zip"&gt; Mirror Site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny line from the "doc." --&gt; "I want to ride Harry's Firebolt" [LMAO. ewww..^__^]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110944572065432359?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110944572065432359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110944572065432359&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110944572065432359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110944572065432359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/you-know-that-feeling-when-things.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110887263454094203</id><published>2005-02-19T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T17:49:19.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sings* Guess who's back, back again? Tiffe's back, back again. guess who's back guess who's back guess who's ...augh nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahnnyhoom. As most of you guys probably noticed, I wasn't at school for a while [2 days]. ^__^ that was so much fun...skipping school..&lt;br /&gt;I should really be doing homework right now, but whatever eh? this is going to be breif and in fragments . you've been warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday ___left home and saw a buttload of people across the street, i think it was the "family". then left and went to the airport w/ "uncle" john, grace, christen, sherry, alan and johnathan and just played uno [WOHOO! WON]. got on the plane and arrived at Ontario Airport in the OC. The magazines on the plane were veryyy umm..interesting. haha. Just kidding. Then just went to the hotel and watched tv and played UNO. again. mwaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday __ went to the convention place and lemme say, there are some weird people there. There was this HILARIOUS HILARIOUS British guy and this weird guy who talked about chicken..humm...-____-;; it was ...once agian....interesting. I did NOT know that there are so many TEENAGERS with so much ENERGY and out of school time. "OOHHHH".. hahahahhahah. Then we went to Downtown Disney and just chilled for a while. GOT JAMBA JUICE..FREE! hahaha..yeah the cards. Then just went to watch "Hitch". That movie was sorta dumb in a cute sorta way. Still DUMBING. Then Korean BBQ [YEAHHHHH!! RIB IN SOY SAUCE PRIDE]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday __ went to Disneyland today. It was fun!! haha the guys didn't think so though. Poor them. Got there around nine and played up to around 11:30 PM. We [mostly me, sherry, christen and alan] just played EVERY SINGLE frigging ride [a million times each]. That was cool. The guys just complained about how stupid everything was. The Alice in Wonderland rides were the funniest though. The stupid tea cups got us hecka hurt. The other one we were just screaming for no reason, threating to jump off. ^__^. Haunted Mansion was great. The coolest was Autopia. I WON! hahahahahhahahahaha. DAMN THE GUYS WERE SLOW. &gt;&lt; I tried waiting..blah. OMIGOD. RAIN. RAIN. AND MORE RAIN. &lt;strong&gt;BIG THUNDER MOUNTAIN&lt;/strong&gt; *laughs* then went back and i watched "conan o brien" and they just watched "matrix rev." never will get that trilogy.never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ that was so much fun. fun. fun. fun.  but next time, magic mountain. [*cough* holey poncho*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat__ went home . Sherry nearly caused me and most likely alan a heart attack by almost throwing up on the plane. Then went our seperate ways *sniff* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to target and got my GREEN DAY AND U2 CDs!!!and a new jacket [!!!] [different places of course...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*waves* see you guys someday soon. you guys are so cool. even though most of you i met..about 64 hours. *stupidly continues to wave*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110887263454094203?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110887263454094203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110887263454094203&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110887263454094203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110887263454094203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/sings-guess-whos-back-back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110844823293500092</id><published>2005-02-14T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T22:17:12.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>normal words that sound stupid in the mouths of idiots --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presents --smeasents&lt;br /&gt;computer --commuters&lt;br /&gt;internet --smerternet&lt;br /&gt;smurfs   --okay so that was never normal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how was my day [as asked by somebody]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my truth to god answer :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold,&lt;br /&gt;very friggin cold.&lt;br /&gt;*bows and walks off stage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen on simpsons sign: "thank you for not talking about the outside world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of &lt;strong&gt;today's&lt;/strong&gt; post : nothing whatsoever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110844823293500092?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110844823293500092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110844823293500092&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110844823293500092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110844823293500092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/normal-words-that-sound-stupid-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110834166117726355</id><published>2005-02-13T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T16:41:01.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How long can you hold it? &lt;A HREF="http://www.holdthebutton.com/game.php"&gt;HoldTheButton.com&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;World's stupidest game. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today, I've started watching all the movies in my house and I came across Return of the King [Lord of the Rings]. I can't believe I only watched that a few times. I completely forgot why I liked this one the best and after watching it, I can't believe that I forgot ^__^ ever have that feeling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when I was 90% finished with the movie &lt;em&gt;somebody&lt;/em&gt; came and started complaining about how the guys in the movie were either 1) ugly [Pippin, Aragorn, Gandalf, Gimli and Merry] or 2) looked like William Hung [Frodo]. I was kinda pissed off that my movie got disrupted. Then she commented that Orlando Bloom was the only nice "decent" looking one. Nearly gagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of this post: erm. Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a 13 year old Conservative Canadians are nonexisting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heck does that have to do with anything ^?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110834166117726355?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110834166117726355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110834166117726355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110834166117726355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110834166117726355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/how-long-can-you-hold-it-holdthebutton.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110827777610839064</id><published>2005-02-12T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T22:56:16.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;User Stats&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On Blogger Since&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;March 2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Recent Posts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Avg Posts Per Week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Posts Written&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Words Written&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;93,346&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outbound Links&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;116&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WHOO-WHEEH!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was the Four Chaplins thing at St.Mary's Cathedral. I swear I almost fell asleep but my sheer will made me not doze off. Sadness.  Two days of church. AHH. the C word. Church. Not that it's a bad thing but *grumbles* the C word. Church..Say it with me. Cha-ur-cha. +__+.&lt;br /&gt;After that, Me, ming, chut, benton and G went to Americana Grill and got faoohd. ^__^ FA OOHD. Then we just went back to G's and played Myst [AHH!! BORE&lt;br /&gt;DOM!! I nearly CRIED from the PURE STUPIDITY of the game. *sniffle* ], DOA2 and DDR. Well atleast the "nick" song didn't play .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got "hit on" [some random idiot's words..not mine] by this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;weird &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;guy from Wash when me chut and bento left g's. Now that was WEIRD. I mean, what the heck..it wasn't flattery, it was more like more like "[...]" Nearly punched Bento and Chut. *twitch* must get revenge. *twitch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS PEOPLE!! *cough* I mean, happy valentines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110827777610839064?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110827777610839064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110827777610839064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110827777610839064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110827777610839064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/user-stats-on-blogger-since-march-2003.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110818583225969020</id><published>2005-02-11T20:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T21:23:52.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i admit it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Afterschool today, i felt incredibly happy. A bit giddy, yes, but mostly happy. Why? Besides the obvious reason *cough*, it is FRIDAY! *happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[][][][][][][][][][][]&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;anyhooz, today durning drill for RO, we changed platoons and now i'm sq leader of Eva y Kimberly. Paul's my new platoon leader and because of all the walking, i kind of twisted my ankle. I didn't know &lt;strong&gt;that&lt;/strong&gt; i twisted it until lunch when i placed too pressure on it and i felt it give away. After school i just waited and watched a huuuggge bunchva people play Bball. I sooo wanted to play but i knew that if i placed pressure on it, it's going to hurt again. So, I did teh smart thing and didn't play. I was like -_____-;; Well atleast i had Yani, Ming and sorta Jonathan to keep company. Tommorow, if they are playing, i'm playing. I need excerise. Then Paul told us that he's Bravo's comp. commander!! So very happy for him [and for us B co]. Now everybody's wondering what's going to happen to Roberto. Not that he was a bad leader, he's cool too ^___^;; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[h][a][p][p][y]  [d][a][y][s&lt;strong&gt;]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLAH i just remembered something: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;That tommorow is 4 Chaplins @ St.Mary's Cathedral. PLAHTOOIE. Yes. Pla-too-ie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie&gt;&gt; Got a comment boxie again [hopes that the old idiot no longer abuses it.]_&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110818583225969020?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110818583225969020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110818583225969020&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110818583225969020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110818583225969020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-admit-it.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110809824555074943</id><published>2005-02-10T20:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T21:04:05.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>motivation or self-denial?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Believe in the old saying ANYTHING WORTH DOING IS WORTH DOING BADLY.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make an archive...or not to make an archive..that is not a question. That was more of a random muttering of Tiffaney's more....unintelligent side so to speak.&lt;br /&gt;erm...hum. I'm kinda out of words today, yes, surprise of the century! I refuse, however to make myself sink to the point of boredom where I give you a play by play of my classes. That's just reliving hell..i mean he ll. There. I didn't swear, you happy? You people have tighter language constrictions than the FCC. No, not KFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh &lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt; . *'suze me while i help myself to the airplane barf bag* People and thier um...what's it called? obsession? no, tantalizing fear of not knowing everybody else's thoughts? no, that's a bit harsh, um..howabout, the wanting to seek the "acknowledgement" of somebody's "significant other"? No, that's a bit off there. Whatabout, "the one's self quest to hunt down somebody's relatively unknown's friend that's more than a friend"?&lt;br /&gt;Woah, Tiff, you're getting cynical and you're only at such a young age. What in heaven's name befell on you today, my jaded, paranoid, &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; semi-amused fellow being?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...sarcasm once again out of hand. Where did that optomistic person inside me go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*once again, 'suze me while i gag at people's lame attempt to find "true love" before valentine's day.* Yeahhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. Holidays. You brighten up my day. This is the only one where I can point and still laugh but smirk while I'm doing it. Idiots, eat your heart out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Haley's Comet - every 75 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A new millenium - every 1000 years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;A person as wonderfully sweet and caring as me turning into somebody even i would hate -- um. 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110809824555074943?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110809824555074943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110809824555074943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110809824555074943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110809824555074943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/motivation-or-self-denial-believe-in.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110791811737032978</id><published>2005-02-08T18:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T19:01:57.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week in a glance::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday y saturday:&lt;/strong&gt; went to G's house around 1 oclock and met up with G, Lainy, Bento, Chut and me [hah]..Played DOA2 for awhile &lt;u&gt;again. &lt;/u&gt;LAINY is so gooooodddddd -____-;; *jealous* and she's a first time player!! Then after awhile, we went out cuz the report cards came, Bento, G and Laine went to Benton's and me and Chut went to his house to get the DDR. *lonnnnng time later* *me threatening Chut's fisshhhiesss*&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to G's house and played DDR...i was so happy! ^___^;; Then Jackie came and we kept playing DDR...and then more DDR...and more DDR. Then after around 5, we went to Wash. to wait for Jackie and Ming to finish their fencing practice...but Jackie didn't go and went back out. We just walked around the track and stayed at school until it got pretty dark. Then we learned that Ming couldn't go eat with us...so we went to Celment to go eat dinner. We went to this place where me and Jackie got SO HIGH!..hahahahahah it was hilarioussss...couldn't stop laughing. But i got a bigg stomach ache that I'm still having right at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;Then around 8-9 we went back to our second home and played DDR until 10:30pm. Then me and Chut went to pick up Benton at his house and finally at around 11:00pm, he came out and then went to my house to pick up my stuff. I got in soo much trouble....*sniff* Walked back with the two back to G's. So funny. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;Around 12am, watched "Kung Fu Hustle" with Stephen Chow..he is hot...hahah..38 and still hot. I need a guy like that. That movie had a pretty bad story plot but it was pretty funny. I love the dancing. SHOLIN SOCCER!! ^__^; then DDR!!!!!! hahah. Went to "sleep" at 3am but i couldn't sleep so i just stayed up. Stupid bento!!! kept snoring...around 4:30 me and Chut started kicking those idiots up. it was so funny cuz they just ignored us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then benton left us and around 6:30, Chut's dad drove us to the 1/2 marathon and we just worked for a long time...well until 0830 hour. I GOT THE &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; bucket. mwahahahah. Then we, including Ming just went to Round Tables for breakfast/lunch and then went DT to get Jamba Juice. Then we just went back to G's and played DDR. ^___^!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;monday:&lt;/strong&gt; went to G's house after school and played DDR. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had to put monday in huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what hurts the most is when you find out that he means everything to you, but you mean nothing to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110791811737032978?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110791811737032978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110791811737032978&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110791811737032978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110791811737032978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/this-week-in-glance-saturday-y.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110763222996481610</id><published>2005-02-05T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-05T12:16:47.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>[[Harry Potter]] Fanart that I found online and are practically drooling over:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hpforums.com/upload/files/hpscroll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border=0 src="http://www.animelibrary.org/other/harryp/thpscroll.jpg" alt="Harry, in the Gryffindor room"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit--&gt;Akane no Hime @ http://www.animelibrary.org/other/harryp.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Character: Sirius Black&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artdungeon.net/ootp/template.php?p=sirius_owls"&gt;&lt;img border=0 src="http://www.hpforums.com/upload/files/siriusowls.jpg" alt="Sirius Black taking OWLS"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit--&gt;Marta @ artdungeon.net&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;one three -- 1,2,3, droooolll.....&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110763222996481610?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110763222996481610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110763222996481610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110763222996481610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110763222996481610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/harry-potter-fanart-that-i-found.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110758108854039389</id><published>2005-02-04T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T21:24:48.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.artdungeon.net/"&gt;http://www.artdungeon.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[might have to F5 it to get it to work, but remember to check out the archives for more pictures. They are gorgeous]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;favorite Harry Potter fanpic site. It's beautifulllllllllllllllll.. I wish I could draw like that and color that way. *Jealousy is a silly thing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110758108854039389?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110758108854039389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110758108854039389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110758108854039389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110758108854039389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110757922405453940</id><published>2005-02-04T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T20:53:44.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why does this quote have to ring true so much?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me, I'm dishonest, and you can always trust a dishonest man to be dishonest. Honestly, it's the honest ones you want to watch out for, 'cause you can never predict if they're going to do something incredibly stupid." -- Jack Sparrow; Pirates of the Caribbean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think being around people who are depressed is so depressing in itself. But me, being a perky person, is almost able to pull it off...being perky, not depressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might need him more than I've ever thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110757922405453940?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110757922405453940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110757922405453940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110757922405453940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110757922405453940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/why-does-this-quote-have-to-ring-true.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110749386505763830</id><published>2005-02-03T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T21:11:05.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah. It's actually on WEDNESDAY that I'm leaving. *pshhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be short and simple: MERRY 3rd of FEBRUARY EVERYBODY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110749386505763830?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110749386505763830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110749386505763830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110749386505763830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110749386505763830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/blah.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110739880500928057</id><published>2005-02-02T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:46:45.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;tiffaney lau &lt;/strong&gt;on :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/strong&gt; [n]: the day of joy or is it bitterness? I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Everybody knows that Valentines Day is in fact SINGLE AWARENESS DAY!!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being cynical but as a friend on a forums said the above, it's true. Am I being a bit  bitter? Blah. I think I've been around couples for a bit too long...too bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's only one day and plus, I'm going to be in LA that day. [THANK GOD!! Who wants to see a bunch of people kissing each other in front of my math class room? kinda, no not kinda. VERY disgusting]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAH! LALALALALA LAND!! [hah i said that to lainy].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* but god damn _____ is seriously best guy in the entire school. Too bad i don't know him better. But, why should I dwell on that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110739880500928057?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110739880500928057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110739880500928057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110739880500928057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110739880500928057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/tiffaney-lau-on-valentines-day-n-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110731614796362654</id><published>2005-02-01T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T20:17:17.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm seeing how much I changed...&lt;br /&gt;OMIGOD I TALKED TO HIM TODAY!!!! *pretends to faint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bold&lt;/strong&gt; is old, &lt;u&gt;underline&lt;/u&gt; is current&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Name?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tiffaney&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicknames?: &lt;strong&gt;Tiff, Tiffe, Tiffy, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tiffe&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;July 20, 1989&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you're how old?: &lt;strong&gt;14 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;15&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color?: &lt;strong&gt;black brown gold red&lt;/strong&gt; ;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;black and brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;brown&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height?: &lt;strong&gt;5 foot 5? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5'6&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siblings?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoe size?: &lt;strong&gt;7? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;7&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fave Food?: &lt;strong&gt;things covered with Alfredo sauce &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i don't know&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fave Fruit?: &lt;strong&gt;Oranges! No strawberry!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;strawberry&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soda?: &lt;strong&gt;Pepsi&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;cream soda&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobbies? &lt;strong&gt;I have no hobbies whatsoever.&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;going out &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;store?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Borders!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CD?: &lt;strong&gt;my beloved Linkin Park CD's &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;my potc soundtrack and my Franz Ferdinand tracks&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV Show?:&lt;strong&gt; any Japanese anime-ish type show. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;CSI:Miami; Amazing Race; Joan of Arcadia; 24; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song?: &lt;strong&gt;"Running" by No Doubt or that Lilix song.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restaurant?: &lt;strong&gt;anything. I Don't care. you set it, I eat it. lol &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Doesn't matter&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday?: &lt;strong&gt;my birthday should be a worldwide holiday!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;Anything without school&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icecream?: &lt;strong&gt;strawberry or mocha! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Oreo Cookie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ThE cRuSh SiDe!!!~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife? : &lt;strong&gt;no..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no..still*sniff*haha&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, what's his/her name?: &lt;strong&gt;if i HAD one i would tell you but NO. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;.... i don't have one..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you first meet someone what do you notice?: &lt;strong&gt;er.thier face? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Weither they are smiling or not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been in love?: &lt;strong&gt;maybe?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Apparently not&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved someone so much it made you cry?: &lt;strong&gt;nooe &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like someone now? &lt;strong&gt;eh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;yeah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If yes, what's the name of this person?: &lt;strong&gt;if i told you it wouldnt be a secert would it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; lean in close and I'll tell you *kicks*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you like them?: &lt;strong&gt;nice? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sweet, kind, really hypnotic eyes, funny, charming....*i think i'm reciting this off the commerical for "Hitch"..*&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~HaVe YoU eVeR!!!~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eaten an entire box of Oreos?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been on stage?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever dumped someone?: &lt;strong&gt;eh.&lt;u&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever been dumped?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;see above&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotten in a car accident?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home on a Saturday night just because?:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; yes.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried Sushi? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;yeah. but not fond of raw fish crud in it. so only the vegetable and fake crab please!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drank alcohol?: &lt;strong&gt;beer? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;unforuntatly..&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lied?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;helloh who are you? god?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a medical emergency?: &lt;strong&gt;well i kinda got sprayed in the eye by SOMEONE with 409 but i guess that doesnt count &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sprained and broke arm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of the country?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YES! CHINA! JAPAN! HONG KONG WHEN IT WAS STILL OWNED BY THE UK! UK!! [ok so not UK but i wanna live in london when i grow up!]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coke or Pepsi?: &lt;strong&gt;Pepsi...for those who think.! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coke&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pools or Hot-tubs?:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;pools!!&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocean or pool?: &lt;strong&gt;Pools ! no sharks! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Ocean is much more beautiful&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV or Radio?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;TV darnit! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys or girls?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;guys deh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas or Halloween?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;christmas &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phone or AOL?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;i like talking online more. but not on AOL i like AIM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Pen or Pencil?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;pen &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mall or Movies?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;mall and a movie!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abercrombie or American Eagle?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;American Eagle!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marker or Crayon?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Marker is easier to color with but they leak thru&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coffee or Cocoa?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Coffee.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hot or cold?: &lt;strong&gt;depends on weather. cold in september,[since we have no summer till then], hot in winter, which is year round &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Cold. hot weather makes me feel sick&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New or old?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;new !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweater or sweatshirt?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sweatshirt&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate milk or plain?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Chocolate!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motor boat or sail boat?: &lt;strong&gt;Motoreverything! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;sailboating seems cool &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer or winter?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Summer! 3 months off!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*~&lt;/strong&gt;WhO do u..~*~&lt;br /&gt;(offline)Go to, to talk about guys/girls?: &lt;strong&gt;both! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;nobody really...&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knows the most about you?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;me i guess.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's parents are the best?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;one of my friends has the WORLDS COOLEST PARENTS !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Makes you laugh the most?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;any of my friends.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has the best personality?: &lt;strong&gt;any of them. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Probably Vic&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do you have the best time with?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;friends, people i know, mental institutional dropouts to be exact [LOL im JP!]&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~*~&lt;/strong&gt;In ThE pAsT 48 hOuRs HaVe YoU!!...~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cried?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;No.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made someone laugh?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;of course.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helped someone?: &lt;strong&gt;Yes. i actually did. i ate all of shirley's hot cheetos! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;  yeah&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought something?: &lt;strong&gt;HOt Pocket! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Probably chips&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut your hair?:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; i dont randomly do things like that. so no.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worn a tie?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;im not like that&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Been kissed?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;No&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said I love you?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;No.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written on paper?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;HELLO! SCHOOL? BINDER PAPER!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken a test?:&lt;strong&gt;ehhhhhh lemme think...i dont remember. i think not. i hope not..O GOD DID I?!!? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yes. definately.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Written in a journal?: &lt;strong&gt;Blogger.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;but thats not a journal...o wait i did. health ed journal.&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;u&gt;Blogger.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched your favorite movie?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;*sigh* if i watch it one more time the stupid DVD would break.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked to someone you love?: &lt;strong&gt;me! lol. lets just leave it as i love everyone &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YEP!! ^__^&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Given someone a present?: &lt;strong&gt;yes a piece of paper. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;nope. but i should get people their presents mehehh&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a serious talk?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;not that serious&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Missed someone?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. nope.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugged someone?: &lt;strong&gt;nope.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;yes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fought with a friend?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;luckily not today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Taken a shower?:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; of course!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~Do YoU...~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat peanuts?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;umm...sure.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a goldfish?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;YES! and wanna hear a funny story about one of them? sure you do. well i had this one goldfish i left it in the bowl and my brother squezzed the s*%&amp; out of it. it turned blue the eyes poped out and it died instantly. LOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember where you were when O.J. Simpson was let free?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;OO! SIMPSONS! lol..ehh i dont think so. isnt that a hellovah long time ago?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember where you were when Princess Diana was killed?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;awww..back in 1997. so sad . she was so cool. and yet she reminds me of my brothers teacher..*shudders* reincarnation!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk in the rain?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;NO DAMN UMBRELLA.!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have that falling dream?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;isnt it tru that if you actually land, you're dead in real life? my answer=no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream in black and white?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;isnt it also true that you can only dream in B&amp;amp;W? my answer=no&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your own phone line?: &lt;strong&gt;i did. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;not anymore&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have your own room?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;yeup!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like broccoli?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;nope. unless drowned in ranch!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in love at first sight?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;aww how cute and unjudgemental and entirely stupid. he might be a serial killer for all you know! damn im cynical!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in God?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yes&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Believe in the devil?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;whats good has to have a bad right? yesh, so i do believe in the devil even if i dont follow his [or her] ways.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in ghosts?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;im skurd by that thought but yeah i guess.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in heaven?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;where else do your soul go to?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in hell?:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt; well where else would michael jackson's soul go if he really molested kids?!?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself?: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;when im not lying.! :)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~JuSt SoMe QuEsTiOnS!!~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is one thing in the world that would make you happy forever what would it be?: &lt;strong&gt;man this is hard....maybe the reassurence that i would somehow manage to go to heaven would be nice. yeah thats good enough&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;the fact that the world will one day fall into place and everybody will find somebody to love.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110731614796362654?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110731614796362654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110731614796362654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110731614796362654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110731614796362654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-seeing-how-much-i-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110713076004817538</id><published>2005-01-30T16:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T16:19:20.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>__yesterday &lt;strong&gt;recap&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 6. watched tv. family left to pick up michael. still watching tv. 7:30, went online. 7:49, still online. 8:20, still online. Saw clock, gasped and remembered CLG carwash. rushed out of door. Went back in to get MP3 player. Waited for bus. 8:29, still no bus. Ran to school. Smacked into people carring food. Saw Paul and apologized for being late. Told me to get juice. Stupid alarm went off in school. Ears hurts like a bitch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of bad grammer and fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that was the beginning of Saturday. For the first shift I had to do SIGNS!! *AUGHHH!!* I was so down at hearing that. But then it was only for 36 minutes and I got all happy again. Went with Jason to Balboa st and just stood there. It was sooo boring...but thank god I had music. I think I owe my life to music right now...*rambles* Anyhoo...after about 25 minutes into the shift, Tai came to give us food!! *happy at sight of donuts* haahah. I was bugging him about when we were going to be let off..^___^;; then before he left, he was all "DANCE! SING!" lol. We were "WHY DON"T YOU DANCE!?!?" and he's like "er..no" hahahah...then 10 minutes later, Peter came with a box of cereal asking if we wanted any..Er..no? that was funny, he did the work for us, he was the one screaming..lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got replaced by either Maggie or Bento box. They both wanted my corner. Then went back and washed cars with G, Jackie, Anna and Chut. Sooo stupid....but there were kinda lotsa cars to wash..*blek* Then when the second shift was almost over, Me, jackie and G went to Jamba Juice. It was funny since none of us knew how to get there and had to bother Lainy. THANKS!!! Went to JJ and got like 5 cups of smoothies...the guy at Starbucks thought we were crazy. Went back to wash and found out that they were at Wash House and we had to walk around to get out of school since all the doors were locked. Gave Benton, Anna and Chut their drinks and found out that Simon, Eric, Eric S. and Kevin wanted to go to G's house..so we went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played DOA2 for a while, then I went into G's brother's room to watch Waterboy with the rest of the girls.. BLAH that movie was stupid. the main character isn't even cute. *points to Gianna and laughs* Stayed around til 6:15 and left to go eat out with family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tehre's my "wonderful" saturday. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110713076004817538?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110713076004817538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110713076004817538&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110713076004817538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110713076004817538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/01/yesterday-recap-woke-up-at-around-6.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110679591123659998</id><published>2005-01-26T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:18:31.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/244702/ericidle.gif&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An easily bored me...didn't even use the energy to use brushes to transitions or anything..so simple even my brother could've done it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I'm stuck with Kelly Clarkson songs in my head. That majorly sucks. Well, atleast her songs are better than her last albumn. So that's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so jealous of G's orchestra class...PotC and HP..hahah..ahh well...If I ever want to play it, I know who to call to get notes. I'll bring her the soundtrack tommorow. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110679591123659998?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110679591123659998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110679591123659998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110679591123659998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110679591123659998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/01/httphome_26.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110671830835006141</id><published>2005-01-25T21:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T21:52:06.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MAURADERS PRIDE!! HUZZAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh...tuesday. You bring a smile to my face. If you were moved to a latter spot..maybe friday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First reaction of the day + ________ YES! No first! *imaginary dance of joy* *washes up, ect* *ploops infront of telly and heaps spoonfull of Cinnimon toast crunch* *sighs at Oscar nominations* *gets up, goes to school*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, now on to the boring part of my day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeroom and second were a blur to me. I know I still got the same teechs and a rooms but I think I got more students in them . haha I'm so attentive. Third, RO, got back test. THANK YOU GIANNA!! hahah..10 point extra..making it an A. YES!! *dance of joy* This class is so &lt;strong&gt;freaking&lt;/strong&gt; boring. But it's the most interesting part of my day. Yes, that is indeed &lt;strong&gt;sad&lt;/strong&gt;. Kevin got his darn ticket though. And I finally get to see his MD player [coolll]&lt;br /&gt;Fourth, Modern, who cares...FINALLY on WWI. My favorite part of history. Very happy me *smiles* Lunch : boring..same ole same ole.. Fifth : Spanish. I try so hard &lt;strong&gt;not to go to sleep&lt;/strong&gt;. Sixth: Geo...stupid class...boringgg *goggles*&lt;br /&gt;Afterschool: finished half of homework and ate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;went to watch Hotel Rwanda with Chut cuz some people were too stupid to go. Haha. Kevin, should've went...instead he had to play bball with some tall white chicken &lt;--his words not mine. The movie was &lt;strong&gt;disturbing&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;horrific&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;gruesome&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;gut-wrenchingly heart breaking&lt;/strong&gt;. HAHAH..wow..such adjectives. No seriously, it was pretty distrubing seeing all those dead corpses. I can't believe that this actually happened in the world, and is still happening. People these days can be so easily bought and so many so easily killed...&lt;strong&gt;distrubing..&lt;/strong&gt; Good thing the movie was good...we had to wait &lt;strong&gt;forever&lt;/strong&gt;  to watch it...Next time, schedule.. &lt;u&gt;-           -&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note..hahahahaha..I WANNA WATCH THE JACKET *drools about Adrian Broody* haha.just kidding. No fangirl moment for me. But seriously, when it comes out, I'm watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, updated Xanga. What's the point? That place is freaky...I'm too used to blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110671830835006141?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110671830835006141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110671830835006141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110671830835006141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110671830835006141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/01/mauraders-pride-huzzah-ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110659155825592861</id><published>2005-01-24T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:14:20.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://home.ripway.com/2005-1/244702/chow.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoohoo! Stephen Chow&lt;br /&gt;PSP boredom so I made it...*snooze*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G- he's still heccka not young.HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110659155825592861?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110659155825592861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110659155825592861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110659155825592861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110659155825592861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/01/httphome.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110650907907761675</id><published>2005-01-23T11:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T11:37:59.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Harry Potter And The Goblet of Fire&lt;br /&gt;2006 Day-to-Day Calendar&lt;br /&gt;U.S.: $12.99 Canada: $17.99 ISBN: 0-7407-5227-8 Publisher: Andrews McMeel PublishingFormat: Day-to-Day CalendarsPublished: September 2005&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^ what I want for next year, this year I got the Monty Python Day-to-Day Calendar for 05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More importently: &lt;strong&gt;JOHNNY CARSON DIED!!! *&lt;/strong&gt;sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110650907907761675?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110650907907761675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110650907907761675&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110650907907761675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110650907907761675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/01/harry-potter-and-goblet-of-fire-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110636428175811155</id><published>2005-01-21T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T19:38:17.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tiffaney lau on &lt;strong&gt;relationships that involve gagging;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;relationships &lt;/strong&gt;[n]: nice...until you guys make me gaggggg...get a room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. that's not my post of the day. Dun worry. I'm better [and not to mention, nicer] than that. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously:&lt;br /&gt;lyrics yah mofos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiffaney lau on&lt;strong&gt; good music:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music &lt;/strong&gt;[n]: songs that makes you feel happy you aren't deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the day: &lt;strong&gt;Across the Universe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood of the song: mellow&lt;br /&gt;makes me feel: peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words are flowing out like endless rain into a paper cup,&lt;br /&gt;They slither while they pass, they slip away Across the Universe.&lt;br /&gt;Pools of sorrow, waves of joy are drifting through my opened mind,&lt;br /&gt;Possessing and caressing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the day: Mr. Brightside&lt;br /&gt;mood of the song: rock/cynical and questioning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't look its killing me&lt;br /&gt;And taking control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jealousy, turning saints into the sea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through sick lullabies&lt;br /&gt;Choking on your alibi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But it's just the price I pay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Destiny is calling me&lt;br /&gt;Open up my eager eyes'&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm Mr Brightside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think about it some more. Jealousy of what these days, Tiff? You got everything you'll ever need.&lt;br /&gt;[s]good[/s] great friends&lt;br /&gt;a great life&lt;br /&gt;great family&lt;br /&gt;more than i'll ever need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what am i missing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110636428175811155?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110636428175811155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110636428175811155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110636428175811155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110636428175811155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/01/tiffaney-lau-on-relationships-that.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5221851.post-110626756181973513</id><published>2005-01-20T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T16:32:41.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>++Finals --&gt; easy shit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eth. lit honors [part 1] --&gt; multiple choice, easyyyy A+&lt;br /&gt;-bio honors --&gt; scantron. SHIT!! I HATE THOSE!! I never do well on scantrons. I got a B..grr.. the test was hella easy..I still need to do part 1 [volcab] tommorow [NOO!! NO CUTTING!!] but i'm gonna ace that..cuz..it's just volcab. keke..plus I've got enough extra credit/book  points to last me an A on the final ^__^&lt;br /&gt;-spanish --&gt; i knew most of it..like 90% ..thank god i studied. but maybe i should've taken my notes OFF the printer...*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-eth. lit hon [part 2] essay...probably a C/B that's okay..i guess..it was still easy. and i tried!! ^__^&lt;br /&gt;-RO [part 1] written = heccka easy. Even the platoon shiz was easy..blah [part 2] didn't have to do it mwahahhahahahah [probably tommorow *gloom*]&lt;br /&gt;-geo honors - CRAP ..another scantron...but it was an OKAY test. It wasn't really easy cuz we didn't have [in my opinon] enough time. I think I bombed it...*sniff* but i'm sure i did well...i had tons of good notes that i took to copy off of.&lt;br /&gt;___ went to G's afterschool with Bento box, his girlfriend Edna and Anna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;day 3&lt;/strong&gt; [today..very pissed off see above final]&lt;br /&gt;-eth. lit [FINISHED..but still had to go to class..me and ming left 1/4 of the way through ^__^ Mr. Sherrill is now &lt;strong&gt;offically cool&lt;/strong&gt; hahah]So we just went to the RO room and chilled. Stupid people and thier stupid ideas..now people are like "100 sit ups in a minute!??!" i was all.. "GRR..no just a hundred...not in a minute! Augh. i don't know you people"&lt;br /&gt;-Modern World [one part] EASY SHIT. Why the fuck did it seem so hard to people that they have to cheat? see above this final crap&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;finished finals!!! yayayayy! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__ stayed in cafe with people. watched Mark, Kevin and Adi do FT shit. Very jealous me. If I tried those stuff, I'll wack glass apart. Then me and R went to watch echo drill...soo cold&lt;br /&gt;__ went to BK with Anna and G..waited a million years for Edna/Bento box and Chut..o well. had a whopper jr. had it my way ^__^ *sings have it your way!* with no onions. ew.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5221851-110626756181973513?l=tiffe_1.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/feeds/110626756181973513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5221851&amp;postID=110626756181973513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110626756181973513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5221851/posts/default/110626756181973513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tiffe_1.blogspot.com/2005/01/finals-easy-shit-day-1-i-knew-most-of.html' title=''/><author><name>tiffaney</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17282553330757795396</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v401/lilcaligurl345/obsessed.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
