<?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-8945617</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:52:16.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RANTS..Wut else?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110727354602781536</id><published>2005-02-01T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T07:59:06.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>midterms a coming to town!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>ahhh it tru...i have so many..n now im sick..feeling horrible...i thought sleep was suppose to help...but it doesn't! im feel more horrible now..&lt;br /&gt;ontop of it im skipping econ too..*Sigh* looking forward to reading week tho..get to see ppl again =D tho have to come bak early cuz i got 4 midterms the week after..YEA FOR ME =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y-day finally talked w/ the crew after a long long time...tho they woke me up fr my nap..but neways..it fun chatting again in huge chat box about stupidness..but now i realize that all it is..pure stupidness about jk that r kinda old..never have new things or topic of sum kind..i sumtimes wonder if it was worth all that drama bak then..was it all necessary?? but i dun regret having gone thru it for at least now i know how the person is really is..but the drama supposely made us closer..i remember DC 4ever....doesn't seem like it nemore...we all have seperate lives now..and everyone assumed that i turn into a rebel cuz i've gotten more drunk than w/ them n have gone clubbing...it seem so childish..i mean we all experienced it or will exprience it but just @ diff times..does it really matter who does wut 1st? does it make the person more different fr wut they were b4??  they all planning a big get together again...it mite be a dud again..ppl say their coming but end up ditching...kinda stupid considering we want to get together cuz we miss each other..but sumtimes i wonder wut the point? r wut we saying really wut in our hearts?? if we really miss each other..time will be made to come out n chill..am i wrong in this common sense??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-110727354602781536?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110727354602781536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110727354602781536' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110727354602781536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110727354602781536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2005/02/midterms-coming-to-town.html' title='midterms a coming to town!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110637995111443171</id><published>2005-01-21T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T23:45:51.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow..about a whole month</title><content type='html'>since exams ended last term till now..i felt life was surreal...&lt;br /&gt;I completed 1st term of Univ Life @ WLU..not so bad...knowing friends do really come and go..very very few stay together...=(&lt;br /&gt;traveling in HK n TW..so many memories..  getting stuff i never thought i'll b able to get ever ( digicam)..meeting new international friends..&lt;br /&gt;coming bak n suffering thru the 1st of classes due to Jet Lag, then struggle to find housemates n a house.......but once i have housemate, there weren't many houses we liked...Up till last nite i was so ready to give up n live in a box..i know that a stupid idea..but i was upset and stressed...all the searching made me tired n restless..which put me way behind many of my classes....and midterm is coming up nxt week...pure craziness.........*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want this spinning circle of life to stop spinning for a long while....need major rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-110637995111443171?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110637995111443171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110637995111443171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110637995111443171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110637995111443171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2005/01/wowabout-whole-month.html' title='wow..about a whole month'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110377880722175114</id><published>2004-12-22T21:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T21:13:27.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TAKE THAT WLU!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;YES!!!!!!!!!!!  IM OUTTA THERE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: verdana;"&gt;I      A M     D O N E!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha...such a high now...bak @ home.. in my own bed...real food =D...n yummy yummy fresh bananas... hehehe ahhhhhh never thought i'll miss home this much...&lt;br /&gt;n catching w/ friends on phone n net..so good..&lt;br /&gt;of course not i got to perfect the "art" of packing for my trip to HK n TW..which is in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 DAYS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEEEEEEEEE..so excited!!!!!dunno if i can even sleep...hahah&lt;br /&gt;lallalalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;now time to catch up on my TVB! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-110377880722175114?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110377880722175114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110377880722175114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110377880722175114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110377880722175114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/12/take-that-wlu.html' title='TAKE THAT WLU!!!'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110202839041356806</id><published>2004-12-02T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-02T15:01:57.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>random survey found in email</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;font&gt; TEN random things about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;font&gt; &lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. fnd that guys that hit on gurls on constantly and doesn't realize they get turned down are hilarious cuz they have this weird thinking that they r appeciated&lt;br /&gt;9.  likes to watch HK drama and movies&lt;br /&gt;8.  I am a Taurus&lt;br /&gt;7.   purple is fun color&lt;br /&gt;6.  IM OBSSESSED w/ dried mangoes&lt;br /&gt;5.  hate being scared but like horror/thiller movies&lt;br /&gt;4.  habit of arguing about nonsense things&lt;br /&gt;3.  nickname in High School is hooters ( weird story about it)&lt;br /&gt;2.  like high clucky heels so i can feel taller&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;font&gt;I am UNIQUE not WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE places I've visited (starting with most exotic):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;8. China&lt;br /&gt;7. Honk Kong&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;font&gt;Florida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt; 5. Vancouver&lt;br /&gt;4. New York&lt;br /&gt;3. Chiago&lt;br /&gt;2. Quebec&lt;br /&gt;1. Kingston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT things I want to do before I die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. get married and have kids (3)&lt;br /&gt;7. win lottery&lt;br /&gt;6. become a multi millionaire business woman&lt;br /&gt;5. backpack across europe and australia&lt;br /&gt;4. go bungee jumping off a cliff&lt;br /&gt;3. be fluent in 7 different language ( known 3 already) (learning 2)&lt;br /&gt;2. have a one time fling&lt;br /&gt;1. drive a racecar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN ways to win my heart:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. can stand my complaints about things&lt;br /&gt;6. make me smile&lt;br /&gt;5. semi-fob, know his language and pop culture&lt;br /&gt;4. anime-obssessed&lt;br /&gt;3. smarter than me ( A- person)&lt;br /&gt;2. good style of clothing&lt;br /&gt;1. love me for who i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX things I believe in:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fate&lt;br /&gt;5. Buddhism&lt;br /&gt;4. spirits&lt;br /&gt;3. hard work will help us succeed&lt;br /&gt;2. soulmate&lt;br /&gt;1. dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE things I'm afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. rejection of love&lt;br /&gt;4. death of love ones&lt;br /&gt;3. being alone all the time&lt;br /&gt;2. complete darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. spiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR of my favorite items in my bedroom:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. computer&lt;br /&gt;3. book&lt;br /&gt;2. blanket&lt;br /&gt;1. teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE things I do everyday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. study =S&lt;br /&gt;2. eat candy&lt;br /&gt;1. napping ( no thing called sleep nemore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO things I am trying not to do right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. surf mindlessly on internet&lt;br /&gt;1. watch anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE person I want to see right now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. hmm i really don't know..in Sauga my godsisters definitely..but in KW , dunno if that person would want to see me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-110202839041356806?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110202839041356806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110202839041356806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110202839041356806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110202839041356806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/12/random-survey-found-in-email.html' title='random survey found in email'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110136650676010075</id><published>2004-11-24T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-24T23:08:26.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>choices choices.....</title><content type='html'>life has so many choices , once that can affect u lot or a lil..but this one choice i dunno :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get work (namely econ n biz to catch up on) done sat nite n sun morning if i go home sat morning n come bak sat afternoon&lt;br /&gt;               &lt;br /&gt;                                                                               OR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get work done sat afternoon to evening, youth group meeting at nite - represting waterloo division, head bak to loo sun morning for meetings on sun afternoon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way i NEED to go home n get the stupid tution bill to my dad, now it just depends how long i stay.. i could do my part for the YAD here , staying @ the meeting or not n wait till nxt yr... =S &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wut to do , wut to do??&lt;br /&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/8945617-110136650676010075?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110136650676010075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110136650676010075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110136650676010075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110136650676010075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/11/choices-choices.html' title='choices choices.....'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110115094050228825</id><published>2004-11-22T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T11:15:40.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend in Queen's</title><content type='html'>ahhh the weekend was a blast =)..road trip to Queen's w/ Alex, Justin,Kary, Laura and EJ...so many moments..hehe.. n now i know NEVER sit beside EJ cuz he can be annoying...=S&lt;br /&gt;EJ n Justin can devour shrimp crackers in less than 5 mins o.O n hog all the good chocolates..&lt;br /&gt;n kary like taking pics when ppl r sleeping or not noticing n blinds us w/ her flash..=P (luv ya still kary) n poor alex always get stuck driving in traffic..really appreciate it tho =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@ Queen's , stayed w/ Amanda n Mary..caught up w/ others..talked endlessly and watch anime n Friends eps..hehe Amanda still got her obssesion of d/l hehehe and still able to multi tasked w/ talking w/ me, chatting, doing her phys n watching anime @ the same time...unbelievable gurl...n same old Mary, procrasinating and sleeping in class. yet still do well ..&lt;br /&gt;they got me hooked on this 13 eps anime, which i watched all sat nite n sun morning , finished the series...slept only a lil  but all good, took several naps on the way bak.&lt;br /&gt;The food @ Queen's was better than Laurier in a way but quite a way to rip off ppl too and of course, EJ being an ass he is, finds me @ dinner n steals my drink =S......neways met sum new aqaintances too there....so funny how everyone can be connected when we like 1000 miles aways..&lt;br /&gt;hehe also did a lil shopping in Kingston,missioning down to Cat Center, went in a big circle then back up to downtown Kingston... it was good tho..got a lil tour on the ways..hehe..OHHH n now my new fav store is BLUENOTES.. i can fit into a size 9..make me feel so much better about myself =P..but yea actually found nice beige pants that weren't dress pants or cargos..hehe so happy tho im broke.. figures eh? heheh .. saw so many other things too but no money to get them...oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a good weekend =D must do that again ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-110115094050228825?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110115094050228825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110115094050228825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110115094050228825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110115094050228825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/11/weekend-in-queens.html' title='weekend in Queen&apos;s'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110071616011553088</id><published>2004-11-17T10:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T10:55:08.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'>relization</title><content type='html'>sitting here avoiding sum more research for a bit, im looking thru sum blogs n i realized so many birthdays this month...to make it up :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HANNAH =D hope u have a fun day&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BE-LATED BIRTHDAY ALEX CHOW! (txt u too but wasn't too sure u got it)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY REALLY BE-LATED BIRTHDAY JUSTIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've seen ppl around but hadn't had time to catch up much..i only find out about this b-days thru other ppl...feel kinda bad...i've been hirbernating too much,except for last nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Dinner w/ Hannah n EJ @ WILF's ..good food as always =D..good convs n advice received... got to know these ppl more..it was good..&lt;br /&gt;tho this all made me realize how lil i know about these ppl who i consider new friends...i should really make an effort to go out n chill w/ them more often..need better time management..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Univ is really tough if im not top of it...i feel so overwhelmed @ time w/ all this work...i even miss my crappy HS workm i feel i rather do that again then this...*sigh* ....must make the best of everything n do my best rite now so i dun regret nething..&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/8945617-110071616011553088?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110071616011553088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110071616011553088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110071616011553088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110071616011553088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/11/relization.html' title='relization'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110064687484060421</id><published>2004-11-16T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T15:14:34.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIRL POWER</title><content type='html'>got this in email..made me laugh =D ..thx Luce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="RTE" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#ff0080;"&gt;A poem for us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shave my legs,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="RTE" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#ff0080;"&gt;I sit down to pee.&lt;br /&gt;And I can justify&lt;br /&gt;any shopping  spree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go to a barber,&lt;br /&gt;but a beauty salon.&lt;br /&gt;I can get a  massage&lt;br /&gt;without a hard-on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can balance the checkbook,&lt;br /&gt;I can  pump my own gas.&lt;br /&gt;Can talk to my friends,&lt;br /&gt;about the size of my ass. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My beauty's a masterpiece,&lt;br /&gt;and yes, it takes long.&lt;br /&gt;At least I  can admit,&lt;br /&gt;to others when I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't drive in circles, &lt;br /&gt;at any cost.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't have a problem,&lt;br /&gt;admitting I'm lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never forget,&lt;br /&gt;an important date.&lt;br /&gt;You just gotta deal with it, &lt;br /&gt;I'm usually late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't watch movies,&lt;br /&gt;with lots of gore. &lt;br /&gt;Don't need instant replay,&lt;br /&gt;to remember the score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't lose  my hair,&lt;br /&gt;I don't get jock itch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="RTE" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#ff0080;"&gt;And just cause I'm assertive,&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me a bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say to your friends,&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I can get her.&lt;br /&gt;In your  dreams, my dear,&lt;br /&gt;I can do better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers are okay,&lt;br /&gt;But  jewelry's best.&lt;br /&gt;Look at me you idiot...&lt;br /&gt;Not at my chest!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I  don't have a problem, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="RTE" align="center"&gt;&lt;span lang="0"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#ff0080;"&gt;With Expressing my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;I know when you're lying, &lt;br /&gt;You look at the ceiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DON'T&lt;/b&gt; call me a GIRL ,&lt;br /&gt;a BABE or  a CHICK .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#ff0080;"&gt;I  am a WOMAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:6;color:#ff0080;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get it? You &lt;b&gt;DICK&lt;/b&gt;!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-110064687484060421?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110064687484060421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110064687484060421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110064687484060421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110064687484060421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/11/girl-power.html' title='GIRL POWER'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-110063903977884156</id><published>2004-11-16T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T13:03:59.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'> =.=</title><content type='html'>.......hectic times now...........can't wait till it's over!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;gonna be in HK afterward...=D looking so forward to it.........good time to catch up w/ ppl in my youth group...dun have time to go bak down n volunteer as much nemore...miss all the good times...hehhe..gonna be great in HK n TW...kekeke...oo the things we'll do aka MAD SHOPPPING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i just luv shopping w/ these ppl..there always sumthing happening hehe or sumthing to remember it always...i luv them to death..they r my family n the temple is my second home (literally i spent too many weekend there), they've been there when i was struggling w/ my friends and skool, cheered me up immencely even just by chatting about sumthing stupid n weird or jsut being their silly selves...given me advice on life and road im taking rite now..im grateful for them..&lt;br /&gt;YAD FOREVER =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-110063903977884156?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/110063903977884156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=110063903977884156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110063903977884156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/110063903977884156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/11/blog-post.html' title=' =.='/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-109972110366144213</id><published>2004-11-05T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T22:05:03.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nite when bad.........=.=</title><content type='html'>i was already feeling crappy about the econ exam...lot harder than i expected...=(&lt;br /&gt;gone to Commencement , saw alot of ppl again..was pumped up, all happy. even went out to Pho w/ Y Kim n Mark.just talked..haven't done that since grad breakfast...it was idiotic as always..but it was good...come home..thinking : ahh things r looking up....&lt;br /&gt;OH NO! stupid network got sumthing work w/ it...won't lemme tranfers files fr comps..grr then of couse my mom comes in outta nowhere n rags on me about my friends and marks AGAIN! just cuz @ commencement she see all these ppl getting honours n all hang out 2gether..it seem that if i hang out w/ smarter ppl i would get higher marks, the ones im hanging w/ r just passing n going to college, it &lt;em&gt;APPRENTLY&lt;/em&gt; affect my marks....WTH!???!! seriously...i get my marks becuz i got laxy n fed up w/ courses last yr...n this yr im trying my best to get high marks...BUT IT NO SO FUKKING EZ! ..i just did my best n hope for the best...&lt;br /&gt;i seriouly dun think if im hanging w/ genuises, i'll become a genuis too...that if they get good marks i'll compete w/ them n get better....i believe it all depend on each own personality n habits...im not a person who would compete w/ marks..i dun really care wut the person get in skool as long they r fun to be w/ n understand me....that wut friends r about...it compatibility of personality not marks which won't matter later on in life...&lt;br /&gt;if only she would think y im hanging w/ the ppl im hanging w/ it, it may be cause they get me..n we can joke around ezily.. there a reason i dun hang w/ the smart asians...they r great ppl n all but just not my type of ppl..i mean they spent their time in books n talking about either total fobbish stuff or things i dun really give much thoughts about....n not only that..those friendships started bak in gr 7 n 8...i didn't even meet these ppl till gr 9, n we are all interested in different things...they r more drawing artsy and science/math smart, while im drama artsy and business person...now tell me how do i ever get along w/ them full time??...i'll chit chat w/ them fr time to time...but those ppl are who will understand me...very unlikely...&lt;br /&gt;i just dun see why she doesn't understand that...i AM MY OWN PERSON and have own habit and attitude towards stuff...18 yrs!! she still trying to mold me into sumthing im not ....&lt;br /&gt;WHY IS THAT???????.........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-109972110366144213?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/109972110366144213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=109972110366144213' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109972110366144213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109972110366144213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/11/nite-when-bad.html' title='nite when bad.........=.='/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-109963223614075367</id><published>2004-11-04T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T21:23:56.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will prevail!!!!</title><content type='html'>26 hrs left till the damned dreaded econ midterm&lt;br /&gt;i will SURVIVE..tho i may be sleep deprieved..&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/8945617-109963223614075367?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/109963223614075367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=109963223614075367' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109963223614075367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109963223614075367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-will-prevail.html' title='i will prevail!!!!'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-109937370997088808</id><published>2004-11-01T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T21:35:09.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is so tru</title><content type='html'>found this earlier ...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Sans Serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;When things in your life seem almost too much to handle, when 24 hours in a day are not enough, remember the mayonnaise jar... and the coffee...&lt;br /&gt;A professor stood before his philosophy class and had some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly, he picked up a very large and empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with golf balls. He then asked the students if the jar was full. They agreed that it was.&lt;br /&gt;So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly. The pebbles rolled into the open areas between the golf balls. He then asked the students again if the jar was full. They agreed it was.&lt;br /&gt;The professor next picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. Of course, the sand filled up everything else. He asked once more if the jar was full. The students responded with a unanimous "yes."&lt;br /&gt;The professor then produced two cups of coffee from under the table and poured the entire contents into the jar, effectively filling the empty space between the sand. The students laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now," said the professor, as the laughter subsided, " I want you to recognize that this jar represents your life. The golf balls are the important things-your God, family, your children, your health, your friends, and your favorite passions-things that if everything else was lost and only they remained, your life would still be full. The pebbles are the other things that matter like your job, your house, and your car. The sand is everything else-the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;"If you put the sand into the jar first," he continued, "there is no room for the pebbles or the golf balls. The same goes for life. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are important. Pay attention to the things that are critical to your happiness. Play with your children. Take time to get medical checkups. Take your wife out to dinner. Maybe even play another 18. There's always time to clean the house and fix the disposal." Take care of the golf balls first, the things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just sand."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the students raised her hand and inquired what the coffee represented.&lt;br /&gt;The professor smiled. "I'm glad you asked. It just goes to show you that no matter how full your life may seem, there's always room for a couple of cups of coffee with a friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; it so tru..i shouldn't worry about the lil things but it so hard... no matter how full or empty my life maybe even if i've time for coffee, would there be somethere w/ me?? i thought enough ppl showed their tru face to me..but i guess not...the ones i hold dearest to me still surprises me...y is that? was there that much bad karma in my past life that i have to suffer in this life?? *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;univ suppose to turn my life into the better, but it seem to be going more downhill....feel like giving up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-109937370997088808?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/109937370997088808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=109937370997088808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109937370997088808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109937370997088808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/11/this-is-so-tru.html' title='this is so tru'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-109926159906199694</id><published>2004-10-31T14:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T14:26:39.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alone?? i dunno</title><content type='html'>wut can i say about my life rite now??&lt;br /&gt;depressing and stressed...econ is a death course....&lt;br /&gt;n i realized certain aspects of my life is mess... giving up on reading a bit then chat w/a few ppl ...these thoughts just hit me..i dunno y...i've ignore this feeling for a while, just thought im silly to think of it...but i can't help it now..&lt;br /&gt;just listening out in the hall...i feel lost..not knowing y im here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-109926159906199694?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/109926159906199694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=109926159906199694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109926159906199694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109926159906199694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/10/alone-i-dunno.html' title='alone?? i dunno'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8945617.post-109918949410222157</id><published>2004-10-30T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T19:24:54.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just for heck of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;seeing that everyone seem to have a blogspot...mite as well join..tho entries mite be the same as xanga..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jsut realized we get an extra hr 2nite!&lt;br /&gt;haha yes one more of hr of study or sleep which ever!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8945617-109918949410222157?l=ladyjean86.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/feeds/109918949410222157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8945617&amp;postID=109918949410222157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109918949410222157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8945617/posts/default/109918949410222157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ladyjean86.blogspot.com/2004/10/just-for-heck-of-it.html' title='just for heck of it'/><author><name>LadyJean86</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12068761794136455910</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
