<?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-3036799</id><updated>2011-07-08T01:29:47.440-04:00</updated><category term='1/18/08'/><category term='New Laptop (soon)'/><category term='fuxors'/><category term='good grades and mind wandering'/><category term='Game design ftw'/><category term='watch out blizzard...here comes nina'/><category term='300 a sparta odessy'/><category term='nina&apos;s aquarium'/><category term='amber luvs teh petco'/><category term='modeling my ass off'/><category term='Batman can breath in space'/><category term='sorry johnny 5....'/><category term='my wonderfull tablet pc'/><category term='really sick nina'/><category term='sketchies and reminiscing'/><title type='text'>black trenchcoats and cat shoes</title><subtitle type='html'>She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>470</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-2583079945821327884</id><published>2009-11-05T09:37:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T09:38:56.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Still workin on the dude I like.All I can say is...I will get him...I always get the man I want..........most of the time!;}" -April 2002 on me trying to get Tom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...fucking took me long enough (at least I wasn't lying though!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-2583079945821327884?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/2583079945821327884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=2583079945821327884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/2583079945821327884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/2583079945821327884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-workin-on-dude-i-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-3095907484031423578</id><published>2009-11-05T08:43:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T08:54:15.260-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Once again a long time no post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have changed a lot since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did end up getting a ""job"" with the marvel dc guys. I was on a project for a little but then they canned it before it even got off the ground (they tried something new style wise and it didn't work).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a ferret, got out of RVC camera, got a new job, started going to the gym, dumped Drew, started dating Tom Yovino (which I know his name has been mentioned in here from possibly the begging of this blog), lost my job, got a job with tom at a haunted house, and now here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm unemployed yet happy. Not happy financially speaking but happy with myself. I think I've finally gotten a hold of who I am and realized that a lot of the relationships I was in I tried to be more like my other half and less like myself. Granted, I've learned a lot of things about myself along the way and gained a lot of knowledge but coming back to someone from so long ago made me realize I pretty much had everything right about myself from square one. This is probably why I never changed the title of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after years of documenting my life, after I have mainly put my trench coat and cat shoes in storage, I still identify my personality with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll write a little more often in here. Forgot how nice it is to have a place to pour your heart onto &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-3095907484031423578?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/3095907484031423578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=3095907484031423578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/3095907484031423578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/3095907484031423578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2009/11/once-again-long-time-no-post-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-1121411124950077853</id><published>2008-06-19T20:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T20:11:13.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Batman can breath in space'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no post....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorow I have an interview with these people to do comics:http://www.nealadams.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other words...the dude who does all the DC comics....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am INCREDEBLY nervous and I hope I dont mess things up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hopefully if I do maybe they'll give me an internship,lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-1121411124950077853?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/1121411124950077853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=1121411124950077853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/1121411124950077853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/1121411124950077853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2008/06/long-time-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-5264798772394871079</id><published>2007-07-21T19:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T20:01:18.792-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amber luvs teh petco'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/ambeie.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what amber is saying to me every time I come home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...petco whore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-5264798772394871079?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/5264798772394871079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=5264798772394871079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/5264798772394871079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/5264798772394871079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/07/what-amber-is-saying-to-me-every-time-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-6073674366254769275</id><published>2007-07-20T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-20T20:54:30.574-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sorry johnny 5....'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well I have to say Optimus Prime (the movie one...not the 80's cartoon series one) is quite possibly the first robot that I'd like to bang......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what they say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"chicks dig giant robots"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Autobots! Transform and roll out mutha fuckas!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-6073674366254769275?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/6073674366254769275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=6073674366254769275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6073674366254769275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6073674366254769275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-i-have-to-say-optimus-prime-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-1999720285457972736</id><published>2007-07-12T11:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T11:17:04.728-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1/18/08'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I started something pretty cool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://haasclover.jconserv.net"&gt;Haas/Clover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a forum for every one trying to solve the Ethan Haas and 1/18/08 ARG's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...its 70 members and climbing....I feel like the nerd queen! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-1999720285457972736?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/1999720285457972736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=1999720285457972736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/1999720285457972736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/1999720285457972736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-i-started-something-pretty-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-1217015410328135829</id><published>2007-07-08T13:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T13:08:33.013-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='watch out blizzard...here comes nina'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guess who has a 4.0 gpa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*points to self* THATS RIGHT BITCHES!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pumped....I can work that hard again. I want to work that hard again. I have what it takes to get another perfect gpa next semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading the requirements for becoming a blizzard game designer/ character designer and I DEFFENETLY can do that. All i need now is more knowledge from school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to do this...and I'm going to work myself to the bone to get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-1217015410328135829?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/1217015410328135829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=1217015410328135829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/1217015410328135829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/1217015410328135829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/07/guess-who-has-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-9099289011137563076</id><published>2007-06-22T12:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T12:33:21.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>man...last night's dream made me really miss my little rat buddy. It seems that ever since that flyer I've been missing him alot. The flyer that has got me down was a  flyer from pet supplies plus for splinter's birthday. I cryed when i saw it on my desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...on a lighter note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's almost over and I'm looking forward to this upcoming vacation. I'm upset that there are no intermediate modeling classes schedualed for next semester but I'll be fine with my art classes. I'm nervous about finals next week but I have a feeling I'll be fine. As far as I know my lowest final grade in all my classes is an A- so there's nothing much to worry about (unless its for the sake of worrying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work still hasn't stopped for me. I lost the directors phone number for the video game project when i got my new phone (sony ericson W810i ftw). Still working on sketches for the gibbs video game proj and I have two shirt designs to finish (need to remeber to ask kris for the shirt from last year). I'm going to keep working on my 3d world untill  I am satisfied with it....this may mean another 3 months of work ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew is starting gibbs next semester and I've started tutoring him in Maya. I have no doubts in my mind that he'll make a great modeler. As long as he can keep his fustrations to a minnimum he'll be up to my level in no time. I hope one day that the both of us can collaborate on a project together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...he's got so much untapped talent, it's amazing what he can do when he's passionate  about something....&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-9099289011137563076?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/9099289011137563076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=9099289011137563076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/9099289011137563076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/9099289011137563076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/06/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-5350602577481680553</id><published>2007-06-06T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T22:46:07.631-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='good grades and mind wandering'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well I'm FINALLY feeling better (still coughing, still on antibiotics). &lt;br /&gt;Midterms week came and went. I believe I have close to a 4.0 gpa right now judging from  my grades so far *victory dance*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe how amazing this school is. It's every thing I've been looking for in a college. They focus on what you need to know instead of giving you filler (if i want filler I'll take classes after I graduate). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping one day (soon) i can move out and get my own little place with drew and have a nice job (with benefits) and a corgi named ein. I have a strong feeling that I will never be able to afford a place on Long Island. Taxes are insane and house prices are equally nuts. Renting is expensive as well as a bad investment (thousands of dollars a year for something that I can't even sell when I leave it). The only problem is that I like my family. I'd love to still go out with my parents and my sister or just hop over and shoot the breeze from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that is a big problem is the fact that getting married on Long Island is equally expensive. I mean, I really don't want something extravagant...just different. Unfortunately it all costs money...lots of it. Also getting married entails sharing an abode....and well I've already gone over that issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Guess I just need to sit back, take a breath, and put all my big plans on hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....heh...amber is sound asleep on my feet. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-5350602577481680553?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/5350602577481680553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=5350602577481680553' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/5350602577481680553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/5350602577481680553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-im-finally-feeling-better-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-6510038194276572461</id><published>2007-05-26T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T12:34:59.016-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='really sick nina'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sooooooooo sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my voice is completely gone and I started coughing up green bloody phlegm. I don't think my doctor will be in till Tuesday. I finish up all my midterms next week so I'm a little worried about what I have and how it will effect my attendance. I just hope this shit will leave me alone soon so I can get back to my usual self again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-6510038194276572461?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/6510038194276572461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=6510038194276572461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6510038194276572461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6510038194276572461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/05/sooooooooo-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-6755293932501449697</id><published>2007-05-03T19:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:34:00.261-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modeling my ass off'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love this school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've completely run myself down this week with all the side projects I'm doing. :]&lt;br /&gt;I'm constructing my final project which is an interior space. I do every thing the hard way so I'm making an interior space within an exterior space (exterior being a  floating island and interior being the cavernous interior of the island). The entire thing will be themed after silent hill/fatal frame/kuon (or at least the interior). The exterior will be serene in a "foggy and slighty eerie" kind of way. I'm hoping to make the person traversing this world feel uneasy and constantly on guard without the usual monster scare tactic (doom 3 anyone?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've passed every one in my class and even some of the advanced kids have been wowing at my stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could defenetly do this for the rest of my life. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-6755293932501449697?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/6755293932501449697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=6755293932501449697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6755293932501449697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6755293932501449697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-this-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-4367198202552143208</id><published>2007-04-29T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T11:17:51.342-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuxors'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pissed isnt the word for what I'm feeling right now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its more like a combination of rage, fustration, anger and hopelessness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brand new laptop that I just got back from being "fixed" is still bluescreening on me. I got a new hard drive for it...still bluescreening. I rolled it back to when I installed all the drivers (basically the first time it started up). Still i get blue screens. I might have $200 in the bank and I know for a fact that that will not be enough to try and get it fixed by one of the repair shops around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need this computer for my work. I need it for school. This peice of machinery I got to benefit my livelyhood is not working. I'm completely stumped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-4367198202552143208?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/4367198202552143208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=4367198202552143208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/4367198202552143208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/4367198202552143208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/04/pissed-isnt-word-for-what-im-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-5273877738571970789</id><published>2007-04-18T21:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:02:08.335-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game design ftw'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I play video games at school....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and i don't get yelled at because its part of my class....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY SCHOOL!!!:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-5273877738571970789?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/5273877738571970789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=5273877738571970789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/5273877738571970789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/5273877738571970789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-play-video-games-at-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-6133052155399368838</id><published>2007-04-03T12:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T12:48:35.003-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RIP freckles and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;died from ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway a WHOLE lot of updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decided to finally update my deviant art site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dragonangeln6.deviantart.com/"&gt;here's the link to it&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a whole lot more images to post on there too....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passover was wonderfull!Matzoha man was a hit (as well as my passover cake). I'm glad to see every one is well (to an extenet...my audry and daniel were recovering from a cold thing). Also me and my sister lipsynching to the traditional songs was a real hit (when daniel sends the pictures to my dad Ill post em).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-con 26 was a BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;The hotel room was wonderfull! Not only was it clean (and cheap) but ther was so much room and the bed was cozy! Drew got this amazing getup which made Saturday even more fun (even though we were both broke). We met lots of interesting people and of course I  had add and didnt take any pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad news though is my new tablet pc is... well... "broken". I'm waiting for ecost.com to send me my invoice so i can send it to acer to update my warrenty so I can send it to get repaired *inhales*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on the list of broken things:&lt;br /&gt;-my computer chair&lt;br /&gt;-my printer (its out of ink actually)&lt;br /&gt;-my car&lt;br /&gt;-my dvd player&lt;br /&gt;-my frog clock (needs a new battery)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all I can think of at the moment.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The gods just like to see me spend money...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-6133052155399368838?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/6133052155399368838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=6133052155399368838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6133052155399368838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6133052155399368838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/04/rip-freckles-and-blue-died-from-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-1179729487674746047</id><published>2007-03-20T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T13:08:39.060-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='300 a sparta odessy'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/ohgod.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPARTAAAAAAA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-1179729487674746047?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/1179729487674746047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=1179729487674746047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/1179729487674746047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/1179729487674746047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/03/spartaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-6843178425685739049</id><published>2007-03-19T21:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T21:37:11.387-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Apathy chuckled into the radio at the Avalon Knights' declaration of power.  "You may very well be the most powerful of the clans."  Apathy began.  "But what you fail to realize is that we are a lance from a galactic superpower!"  He paused for a brief moment and then shouted with no hesitation and great confidence.  "WE ARE THE KNIGHTS OF ASGARD!"&lt;br /&gt;"AND WE WILL BATHE IN YOUR BLOOD!"  Wild shouted in addition.&lt;br /&gt;  There was a long silent pause where nothign was said.  The words sank into every last soldier the Avalon Knights sent out to fight.  And then to add a bit more terror to their hearts Halvard spoke.&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to the big leagues."  He stated, then cut comunications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love having a creative boyfriend. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-6843178425685739049?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/6843178425685739049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=6843178425685739049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6843178425685739049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/6843178425685739049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/03/apathy-chuckled-into-radio-at-avalon.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-5384007257378449765</id><published>2007-03-14T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T14:42:57.302-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sketchies and reminiscing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/wtf.jpg"&gt;sketchie in progress...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/rar.jpg"&gt;colored sketch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i love this laptop :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: It's amazing that I have 7 years of my life on here. It's kind of funny to see that my sense of humor hasn't changed, my typing has gotten a bit better, and I've matured enough that i don't laugh every time some one says boobies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day I'll re-read these all in order and make some crappy movie out of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-5384007257378449765?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/5384007257378449765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=5384007257378449765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/5384007257378449765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/5384007257378449765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-this-laptop.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-8773751453414713776</id><published>2007-03-13T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:39:32.415-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nina&apos;s aquarium'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drew finally heard Mervin sing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw Mervin is my enormous african clawed frog...who is housed with my gourami killer...who used to live with dee the oscar, freckles and blue the ciclets, and felix and garfeild the angelica catfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and fuego and diego have their own tank now....they're fire bellied newts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I should open up a freakin aquarium...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-8773751453414713776?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/8773751453414713776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=8773751453414713776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/8773751453414713776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/8773751453414713776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/03/drew-finally-heard-mervin-sing-btw.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-4185099035943189905</id><published>2007-02-28T00:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T00:45:27.467-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my wonderfull tablet pc'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/dragonsketchy.jpg"&gt;I love my new tablet pc....&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(need to get photoshop on this thing so i can crop and edit final pics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a sale at comp usa on 1gig ram for laptops so ill swing by and pick some up tommorow! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-4185099035943189905?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/4185099035943189905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=4185099035943189905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/4185099035943189905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/4185099035943189905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-love-my-tablet-pc.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-8734382993589070781</id><published>2007-02-21T09:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T09:32:44.557-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Laptop (soon)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yep!I'm getting my new laptop "next buisness day" and i ordered it last night......so that either means its coming today or tommorow at 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me I'm going to do the new laptop dance........&lt;br /&gt;*dances around flailing her arms*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start paying it off in June so pretty much I get to save up to dump it all into paying this thing off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what kind of laptop is this thing? It's an acer travel mate tablet pc! This pretty much means its going to be my new sketch book (especially since its only 5 pounds and less than an inch thick). I have my new professor to blame for my splurging on this pricy little gem. He let me use it and sketch with sketch book pro....I was hooked! I was thinking how much this could help me in character creation, sketching and pretty much every illustration project I ever dove into! Also the whole drawing on the screen instead of on a seperate tablet was MUCH more comfotable! The screen is also slightly textured so it's not like trying to draw on a glass plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean for this blog (and my un-tended to devient art site)? Expect some little sketches in these posts frm now on.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i may have to invest in an actual webserver now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-8734382993589070781?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/8734382993589070781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=8734382993589070781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/8734382993589070781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/8734382993589070781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/02/yepim-getting-my-new-laptop-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-117138789566394283</id><published>2007-02-13T12:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T12:32:51.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://http://kotaku.com/gaming/kotaku-magu/kotaku-magu-tretton-offers-to-buy-unsold-ps3s-for-1200-235204.php"&gt;haha.....stupid sony bastards...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*continues playing alien crush on her wii*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw....that video game project I was a part of this past summer has arisen from the ashes and is back on its feet with me doing story boards and eventually designing the graphics. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-117138789566394283?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/117138789566394283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=117138789566394283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/117138789566394283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/117138789566394283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/02/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-117051690776983887</id><published>2007-02-03T10:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T10:35:08.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>....And so I decide to jump into something I want to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(and that certain people kept hinting I should go into)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come April I am a Game and Web design major at Katherine Gibbs! &lt;br /&gt;So far I like Gibbs alot because it reminds me of the cultural arts center (15 ppl to a class, students that are interested in the classes and are passionet about the work, and teachers that were in the feild). Also I get a degree and not to mention all the job's I can get with that and the portfolio (not to mention they HELP you get a job in your feild after graduation).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited and nervous. I'm very excited because I want to do this. I chose this place on my own. I'm not going here because its cheap or because of some scholarship. No... this place I'm going to because I myself want to go there. Something that I missed out on when I decided to go with Alfred instead of Pratt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous because I hope I can keep myself motivated. I also hope I don't get sick or have another stress breakdown or anything like that. I want to get this done so I can get out there and start making real money and start thinking about the typical future stuff (marriage, a place of my own, maybe even a nice vacation lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopefull this year. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-117051690776983887?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/117051690776983887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=117051690776983887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/117051690776983887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/117051690776983887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-116820508485393292</id><published>2007-01-07T16:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T16:24:44.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drew's farts can kill elephants....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i can almost buy alcohol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad most of it has sulfur in it!!!&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-116820508485393292?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/116820508485393292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=116820508485393292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/116820508485393292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/116820508485393292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2007/01/drews-farts-can-kill-elephants.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-116723513709896953</id><published>2006-12-27T10:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T10:58:57.516-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why are wii's so cheap but so hard to come by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea cause people who work at the stores that sell them keep giving them to family/ friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asssholes...&gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-116723513709896953?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/116723513709896953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=116723513709896953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/116723513709896953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/116723513709896953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/12/why-are-wiis-so-cheap-but-so-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-116308592849877050</id><published>2006-11-09T10:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T10:25:35.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RIP Calvin&lt;br /&gt;(my favorite asian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be missed terribly...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-116308592849877050?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/116308592849877050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=116308592849877050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/116308592849877050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/116308592849877050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/11/rip-calvin-my-favorite-asian-youll-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-115975020469948139</id><published>2006-10-01T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T20:50:05.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.charaplush.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want this doll....&lt;br /&gt;(I want to squish it!xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....filing up a 30 gallon fish tank SUCKS(but its good exercise)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh....and apparently some one up there hates me because shit never works when I need it to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-115975020469948139?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/115975020469948139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=115975020469948139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115975020469948139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115975020469948139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/10/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-115962460752800122</id><published>2006-09-30T09:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-30T09:56:47.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need a vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so busy and yet I haven't at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I've got two major projects plus school work that needs to go up in the display case so I've been trying not to consume myself with anxiety (and failing). I have completely removed videogames out of my daily life for the past couple of weeks and have tryed to remain focused. It's very VERY hard to do I found out....especially with all the surprize shit life has dumped on me. I'm managing to hold shit together by threads and I know one wrong move and one's gonna snap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta keepmovin forward...keep my eyes on the horizon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-115962460752800122?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/115962460752800122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=115962460752800122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115962460752800122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115962460752800122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-need-vacation.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-115919371248661339</id><published>2006-09-25T10:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T10:15:14.616-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>halloween 2006....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....gonna be fucking bitching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(btw... still gossiping about 6 month old gossip= reassess your life, buy a gun, shoot yourself in the face)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-115919371248661339?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/115919371248661339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=115919371248661339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115919371248661339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115919371248661339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/09/halloween-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-115694343459339241</id><published>2006-08-30T08:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T09:10:35.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>RIP Splinter&lt;br /&gt;July 2005-Aug 28 1006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were one of the greatest things that has ever happened to me. You braught happyness with your kisses, chitters, and hugs. Im going to miss coming home from a long day and   not have you scurry to me for a hug and itches. You were misunderstood by many as disgusting and creepy but you showed me that even the smallest of creatures are capable of love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love and friendship will always be fresh in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you little buddy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-115694343459339241?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/115694343459339241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=115694343459339241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115694343459339241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115694343459339241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/08/rip-splinter-july-2005-aug-28-1006-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-115660193801531737</id><published>2006-08-26T10:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T10:18:58.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>things are going good but theres still the whole socializing thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the guys but every one is off at college now. I should have never been afraid to talk to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking about every one at alfred. Wondering how pablo has been doing, wondering if he found a girl as twisted as him yet, lol. Wondering what Megs up to nowadays....if she's still making money off perverted furrys.Wondering how Don's been doing with football and karate....I wonder if he's still going to open up that school with his friend....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have dreams about the dorm every now and then. How every one was like a family...disfunctional but no matter what happened every one still stuck together in their own ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if all the stuff thats happened to me recently, the fixing of my thyroid, money in the bank, a clear mind on what i want to do with myself if i would still be there. It's fruitless to obsess on what could have been though so I try not to think about it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the future will be better than these past few years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-115660193801531737?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/115660193801531737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=115660193801531737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115660193801531737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115660193801531737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/08/things-are-going-good-but-theres-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-115106722924841224</id><published>2006-06-23T08:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T08:54:02.606-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-ruptured ear drum&lt;br /&gt;-20" tv&lt;br /&gt;-sulfur mishap(s)&lt;br /&gt;-awsome job&lt;br /&gt;-fish died&lt;br /&gt;-computer still broken&lt;br /&gt;-crista is graduating&lt;br /&gt;-got a parking ticket&lt;br /&gt;-still waiting to hear from jim &lt;br /&gt;-I &lt;3 my g5&lt;br /&gt;-New chara's on kul tiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love being busy ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-115106722924841224?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/115106722924841224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=115106722924841224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115106722924841224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/115106722924841224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/06/ruptured-ear-drum-20-tv-sulfur-mishaps.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-114779627900620085</id><published>2006-05-16T12:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T12:17:59.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im so dizzy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know whats wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;I cant focus because I kep feeling like the room is spinning.&lt;br /&gt;my blood pressure keesp dropping and it drops even more when I stand up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many things to do, im afraid to drive but I need to. I dont want to go on any more medicine. I dont want to go to the hospital. My mom doesnt beleive me because it comes and goes. It gets worse as the day progressses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so freakin scared its not funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-114779627900620085?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/114779627900620085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=114779627900620085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114779627900620085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114779627900620085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-so-dizzy-i-dont-know-whats-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-114718058337927909</id><published>2006-05-09T09:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T09:17:16.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.....Im on so many pills right now I feel like Im 60 :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go thyroid diseases!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(lets see how much weight I loose now that they upped my dose, lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-114718058337927909?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/114718058337927909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=114718058337927909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114718058337927909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114718058337927909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-114590922038191377</id><published>2006-04-24T16:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T16:07:00.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and so life finally sets my wheels in motion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u cant get ahold of me its because Im in the city.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....working on sculptures/character designs for a tv show.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squeee* :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-114590922038191377?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/114590922038191377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=114590922038191377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114590922038191377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114590922038191377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-so-life-finally-sets-my-wheels-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-114478356661895253</id><published>2006-04-11T15:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T15:26:06.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DragonAngelN6 (3:15:32 PM): I should have never been born&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:15:50 PM): a more right minded person would say that the people who harm you should never have been born&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (3:16:26 PM): and that is why i souldnt have been born, ive hurt so many&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:16:36 PM): they allowed themselves to be hurt&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (3:16:52 PM): but they are and its my fault&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:17:15 PM): you hurt them because you didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:17:20 PM): cornered wolf&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:17:33 PM): all I know is, you're a good person&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:17:41 PM): and the world must be better for having you here&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:17:47 PM): because I like being your friend&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:18:28 PM): if not for you, I'da probably killed myself in ultra violet&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:18:47 PM): the catalyst would never have begun, making life so exciting&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:19:02 PM): and maybe I'd never have had anything with lauren&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:19:18 PM): we focus too much on the things that make us hurt, and not enough on the things that make us happy&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (3:19:42 PM): so so true&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:19:50 PM): I think some day, you will be famous&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:19:53 PM): to a small group&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:19:56 PM): for your art&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:20:05 PM): and they will consider it a crime to say you should never have been born&lt;br /&gt;uberguby (3:20:44 PM): and your friends will love you, and you will be a happy person because you'll realize all you need is to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...lets hope *raises glass*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-114478356661895253?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/114478356661895253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=114478356661895253' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114478356661895253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114478356661895253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/04/dragonangeln6-31532-pm-i-should-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-114450790709699316</id><published>2006-04-08T10:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T10:51:47.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* I miss being social. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im afraid to talk to every one because I know their pissed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makes me wish i had more friends....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-114450790709699316?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/114450790709699316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=114450790709699316' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114450790709699316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114450790709699316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/04/sigh-i-miss-being-social.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-114234445262800907</id><published>2006-03-14T08:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T08:54:12.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoo boy have I mucked things up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I broke up with Dan because I wasnt sure if I wated to be with him anymore, I went with Drew because I had strong feelings for him. The weekend went by, things with Drew were happy (lost some friends in the process) and I did/do feel strongly for him but I kept dan out of my head. Dan calls me, "we need to talk". I decide to talk with him anyway because I still have feelings for him and maybe the talk will clear things up. We go for a walk, and we keep talking....and I relise I still love him. I tell Drew...over the phone...(the worst possible place to tell that to anyone)...I feel horrible, I keep my head....I clam up and can't speak *doh*. Drew flips, I feel like dirt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we come today. I am happy that I am sure of my love for Dan but I still feel like crap for what I did to Drew....*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....burning bridges while playing with fire...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-114234445262800907?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/114234445262800907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=114234445262800907' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114234445262800907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114234445262800907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/03/hoo-boy-have-i-mucked-things-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-114113478851387689</id><published>2006-02-28T08:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T08:53:08.763-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.dragonflycave.com/wpay.aspx"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vilhjalmur.com/butterfree/yabutterfree.jpg" alt="I am a Butterfree!" title="Find out what Pokémon you are at The Cave of Dragonflies"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;....I wish I got evee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-114113478851387689?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/114113478851387689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=114113478851387689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114113478851387689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/114113478851387689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/02/d.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113768498254288840</id><published>2006-01-19T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T10:36:22.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy 20th Birthday Nina ! My God I can still remember seeing you in the Incubator at Mercy Hospital like it was yesterday...I Love You &amp; look forward to seeing you tonight..Love &amp; Kisses, Unkle Mikle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/1600/DSC00519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/320/DSC00519.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/1600/DSC00519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/320/DSC00519.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my family ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113768498254288840?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113768498254288840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113768498254288840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113768498254288840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113768498254288840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-20th-birthday-nina-my-god-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113572692653706040</id><published>2005-12-27T18:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T18:42:06.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy chrismahanakwanzika!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been along time since my last post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas weekend was wonderfull!!Saturday I was with my family and Dan. Had discussions about being old and legalizing marijuana (I love my family). I got new cloths, silent hill 3 from dan, and  bunch of awsome presents from my sis (which I will have to make up to her). Christmas day was spent with Dan's fam. It's always interesting to see how people with different views celebrate differently. Dan's family is more traditional, my family is spontanious and less formal.His family is more conservative, my family is completely liberal. my mom knows how to cook, his mom...well Im not going into that (although she doesnt cook turkey well, she makes a mean lemon chicken). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so so wonderfull the past couple of days. I cant wait for new years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113572692653706040?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113572692653706040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113572692653706040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113572692653706040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113572692653706040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-chrismahanakwanzika-been-along.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113354106178360067</id><published>2005-12-02T11:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T11:31:01.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(talking to pablo about the lack of kittens and &lt;a href="http://uncyclopedia.org/wiki/Kitten_Huffing"&gt;kitten huffing&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6: theres gotta be some around&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6: like, check the studio&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6: they're probably hiding in the walls&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6: with the sound art kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah...sound art kids&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113354106178360067?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113354106178360067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113354106178360067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113354106178360067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113354106178360067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/12/talking-to-pablo-about-lack-of-kittens.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113271643796166314</id><published>2005-11-22T22:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T22:27:17.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://jingles2.ww.com/"&gt;omfg webcam!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, expect it to be on close to never. I like my privacy.....and to chillax in my underwear!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hmm....streaming nina,dan porn.....lol)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113271643796166314?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113271643796166314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113271643796166314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113271643796166314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113271643796166314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/11/omfg-webcam-lol-expect-it-to-be-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113209545891097768</id><published>2005-11-15T17:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T17:57:38.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, is it weird that I see the color purple and flowers when I orgasim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...probably....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(random)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113209545891097768?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113209545891097768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113209545891097768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113209545891097768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113209545891097768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok-is-it-weird-that-i-see-color-purple.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113207053064219450</id><published>2005-11-15T10:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T11:02:10.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.escapistmagazine.com/issue/17/17"&gt;Confessions of a game stop girl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love this article because I can completely relate to this chick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I used to work at Hot Topic all I would do is hang around the video game tees and help people (because out of all the stuff in the store, I could identify with the video game jokes). Usually I'd get some guy who would come in and try to start a convo with me and ask what was my favorite tee or he would be cute and ask me what I thought of that mario shirt over there (Thinking I had no fucking idea what mario was) and I'd either point out I like the zelda one more or that I was more of a sega fan as a child and strayed away from the nintendo system (unless my uncal let me barrow his or I went over my friend Kerrys house). The reaction I usually got was surprise. Here was a girl, in hot topic, that looked good, talking about video games...and trashing nintendo (sonic is the shit). It makes me sad that people think women are incapable of playing games or even being ""hadcore"" gamers themselfs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....reasons why I sould look int opening up a gamestop or an eb in my future....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.."can I speak to the manager?"&lt;br /&gt;...."I am the manager"&lt;br /&gt;..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O&lt;br /&gt;(owned)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113207053064219450?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113207053064219450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113207053064219450' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113207053064219450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113207053064219450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/11/confessions-of-game-stop-girl-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113138123662048750</id><published>2005-11-07T11:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T11:36:25.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src='http://images.quizfarm.com/1130268344BATMAN.jpg'&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='200'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Batman, the Dark Knight&lt;/b&gt;. As the Dark Knight of Gotham, Batman is a vigilante who deals out his own brand of justice to the criminals and corrupt of the city. He follows his own code and is often misunderstood. He has few friends or allies, but finds comfort in his cause.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Batman, the Dark Knight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='83' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;James Bond, Agent 007&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='79' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;79%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Captain Jack Sparrow&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='71' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Lara Croft&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='71' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Neo, the &amp;quot;One&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='71' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;71%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='63' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;63%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;El Zorro&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='58' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Maximus&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='58' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;58%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;The Terminator&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='46' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;46%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;The Amazing Spider-Man&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='46' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;46%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;William Wallace&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='46' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;46%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=92013'&gt;Which Action Hero Would You Be? v. 2.0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn...so close to being james bond!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113138123662048750?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113138123662048750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113138123662048750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113138123662048750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113138123662048750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-scored-as-batman-dark-knight.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113105808475949597</id><published>2005-11-03T17:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T17:48:04.770-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of alfred, moved back here, went to a new school, and I still feel unhappy. It's not Dan, it's not my family, its not my job, its not my school. I wish I knew what I could do to stop myself from getting so depressed all the time. I try to keep it down and it comes back and it effects me physically and mentally. I've skipped so many classes already, Im going to fail just like at alfred. Maybe college isnt for me, or maybe I just need some kind of mental help. Some days suicide looks pretty nice.I wish it was as easy as that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113105808475949597?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113105808475949597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113105808475949597' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113105808475949597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113105808475949597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/11/sigh-i-got-out-of-alfred-moved-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113099923462641123</id><published>2005-11-03T01:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T01:27:14.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my nose is soooo itchy right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween rocked amazingly this year!&lt;br /&gt;I baked a kick ass cake for sci fi club(Ill post a pic of it tommorow).Didn't win the costume competition (spkie mike and me both were peeved cause we actually made our costumes by hand and the dude who won won because he could rave ok). That night I did something I havent done in a few years....I went trick or treating!There was a good sized group of us and we got a good hunk o candy (thanks to that one guy who poured his giant bag of candy into all of ours cause he said that no one ever comes around by his house). We all went out to Fridays afterwards (the guys were drooling over all the hostesses) and me and Dan eventually came home and I passed out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that I've laughed that much in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Completely looking forward to thanksgiving this year!It's being held at my uncals and this time Dan is invited. ^^&lt;br /&gt;...mmm.....turkey and ham.....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Element is Metal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.yournewromance.com/whatelementareyouquiz/metal.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your power colors: white, gold, and silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your energy: contracting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your season: fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are persistent (and maybe even a little bit stubborn).&lt;br /&gt;If you see something you want, you go for it.&lt;br /&gt;You have a lot of strength, and it's difficult to get you down.&lt;br /&gt;Very logical, you tend to analyze everything going on in your life.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ynr.blogthings.com/whatelementareyouquiz/"&gt;What Element Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113099923462641123?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113099923462641123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113099923462641123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113099923462641123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113099923462641123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-nose-is-soooo-itchy-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113024532764824361</id><published>2005-10-25T08:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T09:02:46.020-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking wilma dumpin all this rain on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should start building an ark...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to &lt;i&gt;the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;Here is how you matched up against all the levels:&lt;br&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="1" style="margin: 5px; background-color: #000000; border: none; font: 10pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif';"&gt;&lt;tr style="font: bold 12pt arial, verdana, 'sans serif'; text-align: center; color: #ffffff; background-color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Level&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;th&gt;&lt;b&gt;Score&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220033; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#0" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Purgatory&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Repenting Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #3344bb; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #110022; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#1" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 1 - Limbo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Virtuous Non-Believers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #220011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#2" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Lustful)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #330011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#3" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Gluttonous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #440011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#4" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Prodigal and Avaricious)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #4466dd; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Low&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #550011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#5" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 5&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Wrathful and Gloomy)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #aa33aa; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Moderate&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #660011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#6" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 6 - The City of Dis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Heretics)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #770011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#7" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Violent)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #880011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#8" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 8- the Malebolge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #c40033; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Very High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr style="background-color: #990011; color: #eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;td style="padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-information.html#9" style="color: #ff3344; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Level 9 - Cocytus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Treacherous)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="color: #ff1133; background-color: #333333; padding: 4px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.4degreez.com/misc/dante-inferno-test.mv"&gt;Dante's Inferno Hell Test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test said I got the highest in the 6th circle...Unless I somehow get reincarnated as a lawyer...then I guess I'll be in the 9th....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113024532764824361?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113024532764824361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113024532764824361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113024532764824361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113024532764824361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/10/fucking-wilma-dumpin-all-this-rain-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-113000055871359440</id><published>2005-10-22T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T13:02:38.720-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/1600/Mr.Snaggles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/320/Mr.Snaggles.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say hello to Mr.Snaggles!&lt;br /&gt;He's this years jack o lantern...and next years, and the year after, etc.&lt;br /&gt;He's made of foam and highly flamable!&lt;br /&gt;He may look cute but once night time falls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/1600/mr.snaggles%20night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/320/mr.snaggles%20night.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's one evil mutha fucka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(go fake pumpkins!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-113000055871359440?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/113000055871359440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=113000055871359440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113000055871359440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/113000055871359440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/10/say-hello-to-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112999227880257789</id><published>2005-10-22T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T10:44:38.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.similarminds.com/leader/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com/othertests.html"&gt;What Famous Leader Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://similarminds.com"&gt;personality tests by similarminds.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oofa!Lost of new stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen and Andrew have recently and officially announced that they are going out. Congrats! Andrew, you finally have a normal,intelligent,better half and Jen, you have an inteligent, charming individual to chat long into the night with *coughcough* ^~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new job...badly.Christmas is coming up and I relise that for the amount of time they put me down for, I will never get enough money to buy a few gifts and pay ze bills. Thinking about Bestbuy or circut city.I'd love to be on the geek squad fixing other ppls cpus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is around the corner!!!Uberly psyched about it. Need to do some tweaking on my costume. Need to help Dan with his (and I need to figure out if krissy was able to sew hers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard about this larping thing in March. It takes place over an entire weekend in the woods. Defenetly want to go because I'm geeky like that. The added bonus of fishing and drinking a brewski whilst talking to people dressed in leather armor and weilding boffer swords about character stats also intices me. Expect one interesting blog and pictures if that trip ever falls through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan's present is coming together. I have discovered the beauty of online shopping because of it. Must remeber to not ramdomly splurge on a kimono on ebay....&lt;br /&gt;Dan's mom was gone for a week, therefore I slept there for the majority of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thinks* thats all thats fit to print. If any life altering event happen...eh nvm :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112999227880257789?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112999227880257789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112999227880257789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112999227880257789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112999227880257789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/10/what-famous-leader-are-youpersonality.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112928953368572038</id><published>2005-10-14T07:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T08:19:21.543-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I almost forgot to write a blog about Mikes party a few weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/1600/5821660_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/320/5821660_l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And these were only from the morning (and only showed a few ppl). As soon as I find more they will be posted...Especially if I can find the one of Mike giving Maro a shirtless lap dance...or me playing taiko drum master&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....mmmmm...taiko drum master...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/left&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112928953368572038?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112928953368572038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112928953368572038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112928953368572038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112928953368572038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-almost-forgot-to-write-blog-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112900121487858081</id><published>2005-10-10T23:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T23:26:54.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dansoc144: guess what i got in my e-mail&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6: what?&lt;br /&gt;Dansoc144: beta invite to cov&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6: WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;Dansoc144: :D&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6: *checks email*&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6: so not cool&lt;br /&gt;Dansoc144: i feel all special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea but Im still not telling you what I'm getting you for our anniversary!HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats cutie ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112900121487858081?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112900121487858081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112900121487858081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112900121487858081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112900121487858081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/10/dansoc144-guess-what-i-got-in-my-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112895111594271747</id><published>2005-10-10T09:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T09:31:55.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you read this.. even if i don`t speak to you often..&lt;br /&gt; you must post a memory of me.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;it can be anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;it can be good or bad,&lt;br /&gt;just so long as it happened.&lt;br /&gt;post several if you feel so inclined too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;then post this in your blog to see&lt;br /&gt;what people remember about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see how many ppl read this lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112895111594271747?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112895111594271747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112895111594271747' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112895111594271747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112895111594271747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/10/if-you-read-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112866082753174945</id><published>2005-10-07T00:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:53:47.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have school tommorow at 8am and I cant sleep because of my fucking grandparents dowstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister and my parents have it worse...I know because I was listening to it in teh bathroom loud and clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till we can move to mastic, I cant wait til the only sounds my family and me will go to sleep and wake up to are birds,cars,a plane here and there, and our windchimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically, we built our prison...I cant wait till we're free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112866082753174945?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112866082753174945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112866082753174945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112866082753174945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112866082753174945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-have-school-tommorow-at-8am-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112835310048263406</id><published>2005-10-03T11:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T11:28:13.033-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;form action='http://memegen.net/viewmeme.pl?meme=1063643998' method='POST'&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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If it makes the other person start crying at least you'll know they didnt wander around pining for you hopelessly for months or even years!&lt;br /&gt;I really dont understand people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now that that rant is over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Party on tuesday/wednesday!:D&lt;br /&gt;Completely looking forward to it, especially since me and Dan have off from work. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I wish my car was in working order though so driving and such wouldnt be a problem (and dan couldnt make excuses up for not wanting to sleep over mikes :P).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pissed that work is skimping me with hours.I need that money more then ever, especially with me needing to pay for car repairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splinter has mites again.Mom put an old white fleece hat in his cage for him to snuggle in and the inside has turned a shade of red (from his bites). Another item to add to the list of things that are removing Nina's scarcly even there money.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Dan's unnofficial official anniversary is coming up in a few weeks! He wont hint what he's getting me but I think I know what Im getting him (unfortunetly its not as elaborate as past presents I've gotten him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy month...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112835310048263406?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112835310048263406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112835310048263406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112835310048263406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112835310048263406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/10/afterlife-as-angel-by-childdollyour.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112779534355146046</id><published>2005-09-27T00:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T00:29:03.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ow my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wisdom teeth are coming in and I think the fillings from two of my cavities have chipped (And are being pushed by my wisdom teeth). Defenetly need to go see the dentist...right after I get around to finally changing my oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost finished doing mom's buisness site.&lt;a href="http://www.gcdoggies.com"&gt;GC Doggies&lt;/a&gt; is what its called. Right now Im sticking with the simple layout. Thinking of making a interesting winter/christmas one, but I'll wait till november to start making the graphics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a hat and a plastic sword to go with my costume for halloween. Now all I need to do is start the costume and boil muertes head. After halloween...its time to start on the areis and vincent cos for I-con. Those are both going into the costume competition, no matter what Dan says!:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the subject of Dan...a mouse ran out from under one of his kitchen cabinets the other day catching me by surprise. I screamed, and apparently enough to startle the mouse so much that it bashed into a wall before running into a hole! Nina 1, Mouse 0.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112779534355146046?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112779534355146046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112779534355146046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112779534355146046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112779534355146046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/09/ow-my-mouth.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112727503090680429</id><published>2005-09-20T23:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T00:27:49.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Advent children=FUCKING AWSOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go download it, or bother some one who has downloaded it to burn it on cd for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sheer kickassness of the entire movie is just, yea, undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;(warning:if you have never played ff7 you will be lost throughout this entire movie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps.Vincent is a sexy motherfucker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112727503090680429?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112727503090680429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112727503090680429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112727503090680429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112727503090680429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/09/advent-childrenfucking-awsome-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112719397871543068</id><published>2005-09-20T01:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T01:45:57.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.sexisforfags.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hold on let me get a deep breath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...*breaths in deeply*....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*whipes tear* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, I love the human race and its sheer idiocy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go have sex!Especially all you virgins!You'll probably think a little straighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;premarital sex will not kill you, god does not exist, most catholic celebrations are derived from northern european pagen rituals so that the religion could be easily introduced into their culture, condoms and spermacidal foam used together work very well (these also used with birth control pretty much reduce all risks), dont have sex with whores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In general, if you're smart, and watch yourself, you will not get an std.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, and since when did having sex become an unnatural thing?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112719397871543068?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112719397871543068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112719397871543068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112719397871543068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112719397871543068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112719026982083628</id><published>2005-09-20T00:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T00:24:29.826-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really wish I was skinnyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(so completely not feeling empowered by myself)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112719026982083628?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112719026982083628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112719026982083628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112719026982083628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112719026982083628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-really-wish-i-was-skinnyer.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112716133003465257</id><published>2005-09-19T16:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T16:22:10.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>meh, boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been sitting around for most of the day doing the webpage.The other half was spent shopping,doing laundry and cleaning the rat.Im still not done with laundry and once I have 60% of the site finished I have to go and chuck my ripped sheets and vaccume/dust -_-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no doubt in my mind that all this will not be finished untill wed night.&lt;br /&gt;Still have yet to get my debit card so I can buy my school books offline. Still have yet to finish my drafting exercises for interior design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom thinks that the website can be built in a few hours. Sure it can.....if it was one page with shitty ass graphics in basic html. Im completely not pleased with it but for now it will have to do. I dont think I'm going to be able to do any debugging for different browsers yet because I really dont have the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work gave me hours immediatly after class (even though I told them I was off mon and wed). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in need of some form of social interaction with another human being. SO far all I've talked ot was mom and the rat this morning and am currently getting bitched at by amber because she thinks its time for food. *sigh* when the crap is Dan getting home.-_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112716133003465257?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112716133003465257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112716133003465257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112716133003465257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112716133003465257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/09/meh-boredom.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112665620207626086</id><published>2005-09-13T19:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T20:03:22.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is gonna be a busy week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school, costume designing, website designing and trying to figure out what to get Dan for our anniversary. *happy dance*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112665620207626086?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112665620207626086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112665620207626086' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112665620207626086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112665620207626086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/09/this-is-gonna-be-busy-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112594021335874208</id><published>2005-09-05T13:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T13:10:13.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, after much debating and uncertanties over what to be for halloween I &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; have decided on what to be (or more like a template for my idea):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/1600/pirate11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6559/12/320/pirate11.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is almost exactly what I had in mind!Thank you www.bruteforceleather.com for helping me get a visual on my idea.^^&lt;br /&gt;(If only I had enough money to own one of those kick ass treasure map corsets....or those boots!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112594021335874208?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112594021335874208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112594021335874208' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112594021335874208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112594021335874208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok-after-much-debating-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112579097680574627</id><published>2005-09-03T19:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T19:42:56.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow I feel like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day i feel like I have a feaver, and I cant confirm it because my thermometer is broken and I feel too shitty to drive to get a new one. My parents are gone so Dan has been keeping me company. I'm so happy to have him, I'd be insanely lonely right now if I didn't (Also bored, and sad, etc). Im craving one of those orange immunity booster smoothies that the lil alf sells. If only there were such things as food teleporters...or one of those things they have on star treck where you program a recepy into it and BOOM! Instant food. Amber is bitching at me because she wants me to take her for a walk and all I feel like doing is watching Dan play Devil may cry and eventually passing out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get Dan to sleep over tonight (he thinks I'm calling him a woman as I type.....hehe, woman...). Really cant wait till that new Tim Burton flick comes out.&lt;br /&gt;Brain is going over things randomly...pie....butts......count of montey cristo O_O......It's probably the feaver.&lt;br /&gt;(God I hope I dont have the flu like 4 years ago, that would suck so bad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;3 the sci fi club. All the people in there are amazing and a tad insane which means they're my kind of people. Missing Alfred a little bit, it really is beautiful at this time of year. Kinda like a solem farewell from nature before the big freeze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was our first taste of fallish weather. &lt;br /&gt;(Dan fianlly beat the 2nd level in dmc 3 on dante must die,lol)&lt;br /&gt;I can officially say that fall is by far, my most favorite season ever. Halloween and thanksgiving (which always means that christmas is not a far cry away ^^). I have so many good memories from all of them. Trick or treating with the girls and meating Hodges's brother (who proceeded to wear a plastic bowl on his head), all those times at uncal richie and aunt ruthies with the wonderfull turky and the stuffing (before every one grew up and had kids), uncal michale sleeping over on christmas and wearing rediculous slippers, grandma and grandpa Russos christmas tree with all the old knick knacks, my great grandfather telling me old German Fary tales. So many many good memories. I wish I could bottle every one of them up in a jar and pull one out a memory every so often to relive once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* damn ageing, damn childhood being so short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112579097680574627?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112579097680574627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112579097680574627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112579097680574627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112579097680574627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/09/wow-i-feel-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112532866028811002</id><published>2005-08-29T11:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T11:17:40.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so much cleaning O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting things neat and tidy after completely forgetting about laundry and the need for clean sheets for a week and a half. Thinking about getting a play pen for splinter at petco. He needs a lot more exercise (gettin a little rotund around his fuzzy little butt). Registration is nuts at nassau. I have a feeling I am going to have to reregister tommorow because every one else is doing the same thing at the last min (meanwhile I thought I registered in july?w/e).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg I almost forgot, SHORTY IS COMING BACK!xD&lt;br /&gt;I owe him a cake too....shit!O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much happyness for the Nina ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.skary.net/quiz/guillotine.gif&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.skary.net/quiz/quiz.php?n=2&gt;How Skary is YOUR journal?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112532866028811002?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112532866028811002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112532866028811002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112532866028811002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112532866028811002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/08/so-much-cleaning-oo-getting-things.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112509208122506645</id><published>2005-08-26T17:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T17:34:41.230-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merf, school starts soon!&lt;br /&gt;hoping that Im not working the day b4, I'd like to enjoy my last day of freedom instead of kissing hungry peoples asses.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/L/LondonOnASunday/1059499830_Crockyhorrormagenta.jpg" border="0" alt="You Are Magenta"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Magenta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LondonOnASunday/quizzes/What%20Rocky%20Horror%20Picture%20Show%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Rocky Horror Picture Show Character Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112509208122506645?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112509208122506645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112509208122506645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112509208122506645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112509208122506645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/08/merf-school-starts-soon-hoping-that-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112455436560832408</id><published>2005-08-20T11:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T12:13:15.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hum di dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im defenetly enjoying my August vaca month. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Been a little busy though, trying to get things together in time for college, doing a lot of much needed clening, and still trying to get to the bank and figure out what costume to make for halloween....alll at the same time (Im surprised my head hasnt exploded). Found out I got an A- gpa this summer (3.67...I think A- is right). I also found out I got a B in jap 101! I really thought I'd get a D or something, but apparently I did better then I thought! I take my placement test this upcoming Tuesday for math (*coughmath101cough*) and I keep forgetting to check what kind of calculator I need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm uber excited about Fall semester. I see all the people I met at the sci fi club, I get to eat lunch and breakfast with my love butt, and I get to see some of the gang ^^. I have a feeling that this upcoming year is going to be really good. Also Im really excited about starting interior design! I'm hoping theres enough room to possibly squeeze in jap 102 but we shall see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, crista got a new bf. Darren. Possibly one of the coolest kids I've met in a while. He seems like he's got a really good head on his shoulders and he likes video games and anime (huge plus). Deffenetly looking forward to her bringing him over,lol. Looks like I'm going to have to invest in some more anime dvds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and one more thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;STRONG&gt;DAN IS THE AWSOMEST BOYFRIEND EVER!&lt;/STRONG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he gives awsome foot rubs too ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://www.quizmeme.com/candy/quiz.php" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.quizmeme.com/candy/results/chocolatekisses.gif" WIDTH="320" HEIGHT="120" BORDER="0"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;FONT FACE="verdana,arial,helvetica" SIZE="1"&gt;discover what candy you are @ quiz me&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/CENTER&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112455436560832408?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112455436560832408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112455436560832408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112455436560832408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112455436560832408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/08/hum-di-dum.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112315504824978541</id><published>2005-08-04T07:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T07:30:48.256-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is my last final!&lt;br /&gt;then its VACA TIME!!!!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin a little sickly today, not sure if it was from the balognia yesterday. Yesterday was incredebly weird. I went to school (as usual) and the first thing that happens is this mornon comes up to me and (like the class act he is) exclaims "Excuse me but your very hot" (...no wonder he's single). I try to shake him off with the usual "I'm getting married" speil but he noticed no ring (I guess he's heard that one b4). So I just pretend Im an idiot and go to class. Yadda yadda yadda, class goes on, I leave. I go through looking for my cell phone and find a peice of paperat the top, what is it? A phone number! Ok mind you yesterday I was wearing my shittiest jeans, a tank top that doesnt fit me right and I wasnt even wearing makeup or ne thing. Maybe all those vampire dreams were right, "great temptations lay ahead of me" the dream dictionary says.....Well I'm ready mutha fuckas *slips claddagh ring onto left ring finger*. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I thought up a little comic stip yesterday that made me giggle. Me playing GTA3 (or was it 4...*shrugs). Basically that means at one point or another I grab a huge van, load it up with the followers cheat, blast spanish music, and drive it off some high point into a body of water (all whilst laughing insanely).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to this weekend (Even if I have to work :P). Today I have to set up a bank account at washington mutual (or at least look into it). I have butt loads of laundry to do. I've been putting it off for a while and yesterday when I came home from school my parents had decided to clean the rust out of the hot water tank, this means no water. Dan and me have been planning a movie/brennan and carr night so maybe it'll be this weekend...whooo knowwws!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112315504824978541?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112315504824978541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112315504824978541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112315504824978541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112315504824978541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/08/today-is-my-last-final-then-its-vaca.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112290526687633209</id><published>2005-08-01T10:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T10:07:46.883-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;The PJ's You Are Most Like: No PJ's&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit of a hedonist - opting for comfort over everything else&lt;br /&gt;You have an understated, easy sexyness that men love&lt;br /&gt;You'll risk that for the feeling of sheets against your bare skin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/pjsquiz.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Kind of PJ's Are You? Take This Quiz :-)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.yournewromance.com/"&gt;Find the Love of Your Life &lt;br /&gt;(and More Love Quizzes) at Your New Romance.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/ynr/no-pjs.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in pjs is for loosers!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAKED IS THE WAY TO GO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112290526687633209?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112290526687633209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112290526687633209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112290526687633209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112290526687633209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/08/pjs-you-are-most-like-no-pjs-youre-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112287419819199145</id><published>2005-08-01T01:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T01:29:58.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH man, Dan did something for me today that made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went over to Dan's house to get my dose of Dan love and possibly make some food before heading out the door for work. Well our cuddling session lasted a little long and I ended up scrounging through the kitchen with 20 mins till 4 (which was when I had to be there and the drive is about 25). So I kept looking and when I turned around Dan was grabbing a bag and put a snaple, a clementine and a cute wrapped ham and cheese in and handed it to me with his cute smile.My heart just melted. I was so busy worring about what to eat I hadn't even noticed him! I don't know why, but little things like that really get me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also later on both of us baked a cake and made homemade icing together. Dan stirred because his mom lacks a mixer (I was going through his kitchen amazed at the abundance of non usable baking items...and wondering why there were 5 things of flour, 2 that were open, and 5 things of confectioners sugar, 1 box was sealed). Dan ended up breaking the top layer in half because he lifted it out of the baking pan instead of flipping it onto a plate. It got even worse as we tryed to put it ontop of the other peice and it split into a half and 3 peices. We gave up eventually and poured an entire thing of icing over it to try and possibly cover up the cracks and I wrote Dan with an arrow pointing to the cracks. I tryed to make a red sugar star and failed misserably. The end result? A gaint, pinkish, over glazed "cake monstrosity" with a red sugar blob and Dan ---&gt; written in orange gel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the tastiest cake I've ever eaten............ok I'm exadgerating, but I enjoyed it more then any other cake I've eaten. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112287419819199145?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112287419819199145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112287419819199145' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112287419819199145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112287419819199145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/08/oh-man-dan-did-something-for-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112257705873319512</id><published>2005-07-28T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T14:57:38.736-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh one more thing, All you girls who want to go on diets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, for the love of Vishnu, please eat like, a meal instaed of crackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's proven that lack of nutrients interfere with brain development and I beleive they also mentioned memory and learning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a good example of this come sit in at my west civ 101 class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl one:*opening up a bag of dynosaur cheesits* I wonder what this one is&lt;br /&gt;girl two:*looking at it* Isnt that a tara...tara..tareductil?&lt;br /&gt;(mind you its a tyrannosaur.....an obvious tyrannosaur...teeth and small little hands included...and I could see it from 3 seats back without my glasses)&lt;br /&gt;girl one:no I think its a stegosaurus.&lt;br /&gt;(apparently she's the brain surgeon....lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret not bringing in a tape recorder to that class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another girl thought cloves was a type of clothing. Once the teacher told her it was a spice she asked if they made it...like cloths. *slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........the female sex is doomed........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112257705873319512?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112257705873319512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112257705873319512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112257705873319512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112257705873319512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-one-more-thing-all-you-girls-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112257608166624243</id><published>2005-07-28T14:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T14:41:21.673-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh, Im on my last summer session (thank god).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next month I start actually brinning in the moolah (maybe I can replace the raidio in my car..piff). Splinter is sick...again. He's been wheezing and if the medicine doesn't work in a week and a half I have to bring him back to the vet's again (poor fuzz ball).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am forced once again to put up a warning that this is my blog and some shit may not agree with you if you read this. In a way this place is something that I can get my thoughts and emotions out instead of bottling them up (and also to remeber things because of my hanus memory). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry you thought I was refering to you when I said that he needed some one not insane. I was refering to the girl he had previously before you. I'm sorry I found your  actions irritating. Im not used to hanging out with "girly girls" so to speak. Also at the time I was pissed at you for breaking up with one of my very good friends (I was informed later that it was ""mutual""). I would inform you that D&amp;D can be thought as childish but at the end of the day it's a nice alternative then drinking oneself silly or mindlessly staring at the tv/computer.It's a nice way to relax and use your imagination and wits (this pretty much has become rarer and rarer as technology becomes more advanced). I could go on about cosplaying and such but thats a completely different ballgame (that involves money and trips to different countrys even).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo, yea. Sometimes shit sucks.What ever, life goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112257608166624243?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112257608166624243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112257608166624243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112257608166624243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112257608166624243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhh-im-on-my-last-summer-session.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112192490134582705</id><published>2005-07-21T01:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T01:48:21.353-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yea, I decided to change my layout to a premade one because Im tired of tweaking with the other one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family is taking measures with my grandfather. I dont want to hear any more screaming when Im trying to relax. Hopefully after this I wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job Hostessing at PF Changs. $8 an hour so its not bad. I get trained to serve and bartend sometime in September so I'll be making the moolah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is still in the back of my mind. I need some kind of mental relaxation. Some thing that I can go away for a few days and just not care about any thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splinter got really big!His beige spots got darker and he's become more of a clown then ever. His health still worries me. He's been sneezing and coughing again so Im worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan is still with me, and I couldn't be happier with him! Every time I look over at him I get this jolt and a warm fuzzy kinda feeling come over me. It doesnt even matter what he's doing. I could be staring at him picking his nose and I'd still get this fuzzy feeling. Another thing I relised is that for some reason, I have this odd little obsession with his butt. Don't ask me why I do, I just do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew and Nicole broke up. Kinda happy because I dont have to hear that weird nervous laugh she has. I need to find him a woman...Thats not insane and that has the same intrests as him (and that doesnt irk the crap out of me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading up alot about phylosophy and in general just analyzing my life. I relised that I love culture and language. Artisticaly, I think I've just rebeled against my teachers. I think its because of how I can never get a one way answer on anything. I do something I enjoy doing and I get yelled at because every thing is "in its own place" or they give me some thing about being abstract. I do something they enjoy and I get told to do what I was doing b4. In the end I relise that most of the people I come across in the art world are conflicted inside. Its like this horrible monster has consumed them and tells them to be creative and be different even if it means not enjoying what you create. Isn't that the point though? To create. To enjoy the process of creating. To let things flow from you and to not burden yourself with the opinions of the critics. I hate how art has become so materialized. What I hate the most is that most people review the painting on the sellability of it, instead of how much emotion went into it. It's like most people look at a picture almost as if looking at a cow for slaughter. It absolutely repulses me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112192490134582705?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112192490134582705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112192490134582705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112192490134582705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112192490134582705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/07/yea-i-decided-to-change-my-layout-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112108796406870265</id><published>2005-07-11T09:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T09:19:24.076-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This years halloween costume will beee.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drumroll*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/haloween.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST RAPE PYRAMID HEAD!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my uncal will let me make molds of his maneqquins legs...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112108796406870265?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112108796406870265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112108796406870265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112108796406870265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112108796406870265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/07/this-years-halloween-costume-will-beee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-112032400307938768</id><published>2005-07-02T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-02T13:06:43.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>From the Journal of &lt;a href="http://www.avary.com/rogeravary/journal/journal.php"&gt;Roger Avery &lt;/a&gt;(writer for the Silent Hill movie):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Silent Hill set visit. I'm here in Toronto visiting the set of Silent Hill. The soundstages are filled with the amazing work of Carol Spier -- giant, vaulted, three-story interiors as well as numerous winding corridors that are representations straight out of the game. I can't show you any pictures, because photography is harshly restricted -- but I can tell you with no hesitation that they are simply HUGE. Seeing the nine-foot-tall Red Pyramid wander around alongside the four-foot gray children somehow makes the mood on the set oddly joyful. The funniest part was during lunch, watching the colorless, drab-looking Silent Hill inhabitants (costumed to a apocalyptic perfection by Wendy Partridge) mulling about with their trays of food. Later, editor Sebastien Prangere shows me and my daughter some cut footage -- and it's striking, even though it hasn't yet been treated with the many layers of effects and filters that will give it the Silent Hill feel. The most difficult part for me is that I constantly have the urge to walk up and start giving direction -- but I'm just a writer on this set, and there's only room for one captain of the ship. One thing is for certain as I watch Christophe set up a multi-camera sequence with dueling Technocranes: the shots are pure Gans. His eye is evident in every setup, and in every choice of lens (anamorphic 24mm seems to be a favorite). This is, without question, a Christophe Gans film."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck yes.....I am so SOOO psyched.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-112032400307938768?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/112032400307938768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=112032400307938768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112032400307938768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/112032400307938768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/07/from-journal-of-roger-avery-writer-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111989198743757999</id><published>2005-06-27T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T13:15:13.836-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/In_Her_Pooper1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/left&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea for all you ppl on internet explorer...my page is probably all fucked up to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word of advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IE sucks, download firefox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111989198743757999?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111989198743757999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111989198743757999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111989198743757999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111989198743757999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/06/yea-for-all-you-ppl-on-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111948936253085696</id><published>2005-06-22T21:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T21:16:02.536-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Funny little note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rat is developing a "widows peak" marking on his forehead.&lt;br /&gt;....He really does take after his father,lol!&lt;br /&gt;(I wonder if his hair will start thinning...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Dan's gonna kill me for saying that &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about majoring in Art history. It seems I've developed a strong passion twards american abstract art. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far no summons for the little kid on the bike. Turns out he was a mile away from his house. I bet he got his ass kicked by his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splinter is going for his first checkup on Fri. I think he's got a little cold. His nose is a little wet and he's been sneezing and coughing a little. Im hopin its nothing serious (paranoid mother syndrom :P).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111948936253085696?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111948936253085696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111948936253085696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111948936253085696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111948936253085696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/06/funny-little-note-rat-is-developing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111930224090459424</id><published>2005-06-20T17:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T00:44:08.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>unghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad luck all the way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;car accident, grandfather almost getting taken away by the cops for abusing my senile grandmother, lost my liscense and had to wait in the dmv, parents fighting, father depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so stressed out. All I want to do is sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111930224090459424?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111930224090459424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111930224090459424' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111930224090459424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111930224090459424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/06/unghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111879734514623573</id><published>2005-06-14T20:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:02:25.156-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I only had working air conditioning and a non broken radio in my car I would be Loving this weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are absolutely amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japanese 101 is awsome. I'm in a class with mostly anime fans and a few people who have been to Japan. Today we went over asking about items and pricing items. She gave us a few cards with pictures and prices of items with the hirigana and kirigana spelling on the back. Me and my partner noticed an unreconizable picture of a grey and black box with a knob on the top. Me, watching too many Japanese game shows decided to name it the SUPER BOXERU GENKKI (super box 500)! The class giggled, and the teacher told us it was a humidifyer. Durring break a girl went up to the board and wrote the entire sailor moon battle cry (in the name of the moon bla bla bla). I went up and drew an extremly silly looking stick figure resembling sailor moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if it will still be there tommorow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art history is great. My Ren art teacher is absolutely unorganized and also a pack rat. She never throws things out...and I can quote her on this. Besides the unorginization and the copys of badly typed documents she is an absolutely wonderful, sweet old lady. Im a little concerned though. She wasnt in today and didnt leave a note for the sub. She had mentioned some tests the hospital wanted her to go through and she had been talking about how it was her time to pass on the future to the younger generation. Its just really ironic that after saying something like that she's suddenly out. I hope she's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan's been busyer then ever. I miss relaxing in our underwear while his mom was gone or sleeping squished together in his tiney bed. That was a really fun 2 weeks. Also we havent actually been able to have sex in a few days cause we've both been too god damn tired or just unable too because we've been at his house lol. So this is how married couples live? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andrew opend up his pool last week and so far I've been in it twice. I wish we still had ours so we could switch on and off. Dan is opening his up but it needs vaccuming and to be shocked more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Splinter has gotten huge. I had to take one of mom's old bird nesting boxes and replace his old bed with that. He's gotten a little too big to fit in my shirt and prefers to sit on my shoulder and groom my hair. He's still a little skiddish of my dad. He approaches him too fast though. Also he isnt in here as much as I am (still he doesnt understand why the rat doesnt respond to him the same way he does to me or mom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my orchids are blooming, I need new sheets for my bed, I still cant find a fucking job, I am starting on my areis cos and my ren art paper this weekend while still trying to keep myself sane amidst my parents hounding me about money and me getting a job. Mom doesnt seem to relise that seeing some one unfree for a good amount of the week is completely unattractive. W/e, maybe I'll apply for a job at the fabric mill when I look for fabric for my areis cos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Expert Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/expert.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a kissing pro, but it's all about quality and not quantity&lt;br /&gt;         You've perfected your kissing technique and can knock anyone's socks off&lt;br /&gt;         And you're adaptable, giving each partner what they crave&lt;br /&gt;         When it comes down to it, your kisses are truly unforgettable&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFA5B2"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Part Freaky Kisser&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFDBE0"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/kindkisser/freaky.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you kiss, you want to experience something new&lt;br /&gt;         A new technique, a new partner, a new piercing...&lt;br /&gt;         And your own personal kissing style is very unpredictable&lt;br /&gt;         There's no saying where your tongue or hands will go&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofkisserareyouquiz/"&gt;What Kind of Kisser Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111879734514623573?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111879734514623573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111879734514623573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111879734514623573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111879734514623573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/06/if-i-only-had-working-air-conditioning.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111822755431782753</id><published>2005-06-08T06:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T06:45:54.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0455326/"&gt;HOLY CRAP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....many.....movies....*drools*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111822755431782753?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111822755431782753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111822755431782753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111822755431782753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111822755431782753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/06/holy-crap-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111740188281220503</id><published>2005-05-29T17:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T17:32:59.146-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HO-LY-SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lets see, future movies in the making:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Silent hill the movie&lt;br /&gt;-Aeon flux the movie&lt;br /&gt;-Doom the movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a little time alone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*squees and explodes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some one up there is trying to stop me from saving up money for a ps3.......seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets just hope they dont fuck this all up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*EDIT-oh for fucks sake......Why in gods name did they have to cast the Rock in the Doom movie...&lt;a href="http://xbox.gamespy.com/xbox/doom-3/609710p1.html"&gt;why&lt;/a&gt;??????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111740188281220503?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111740188281220503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111740188281220503' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111740188281220503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111740188281220503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/ho-ly-shit-ok-lets-see-future-movies.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111706578403838847</id><published>2005-05-25T19:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T06:48:20.283-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got a rat!!!xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his name is splinter and he's cream colored. He's still gettin used to things so don't expect ne pics till next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored...found this browsing blogs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do a Google image search on the following, then pick the best picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The age you will be on your next birthday.&lt;br /&gt;2. Your mother's middle name.&lt;br /&gt;3. Your favorite color.&lt;br /&gt;4. The place you lost your virginity (someone's house, their car, your bed, the woods, etc.) or would like to lose your virginity if you haven't.&lt;br /&gt;5. A bad habit of yours.&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite fruit or vegetable.&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favorite animal.&lt;br /&gt;8. The last name of your favorite teacher.&lt;br /&gt;9. The name of a pet.&lt;br /&gt;10. Your first car.&lt;br /&gt;11. Your first name.&lt;br /&gt;12. Your last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**EDIT-removed because Im too lazy to crop all the pics through html and they were fucking up the page when viewed through ie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111706578403838847?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111706578403838847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111706578403838847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111706578403838847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111706578403838847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-got-ratxd-his-name-is-splinter-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111695265455064157</id><published>2005-05-24T12:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T12:37:34.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling a little better today (I wish it was a little warmer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably going to cvs to fill out an application. I kinda cant wait for hot topic to get back to me (seeing as how they take their fucking time). Next time I go to the mall Im not gonna get all shy and not ask for an application (they'd prolly see me and be like...you play video games *snickers*???). Grandparents are leaving for cali soon so I'll be getting peace (If that fucking dog gets locked downstairs...or just dies so it stops howling at 5am under my window). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna start on my areis costume sometime this week and today me and Dan are going to work out (or Im going to kill him with my massive butt). I am almost done repotting all my orchids (any one wanna buy an orchid?), Mom got rid of forky and peep (my two babys). The cardinal is still here (I still think he needs a bigger cage). Nibbles is still alive (to every ones surprise). The next creature I get is going to be a rat...once I find out my college situation and possibly dorming situation. Still want to get a goldfish (once I get a job I'll sneak one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/PainfulBliss/1112539519_zB_samurai.JPG" border="0" alt="Samurai"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are a Samurai.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are full of honour and value respect. You&lt;br&gt;are not really the stereotypical hero, but you&lt;br&gt;do fight for good. Just in your own way. For&lt;br&gt;you, it is most certainly okay to kill an evil&lt;br&gt;person, if it is for justice and peace. You&lt;br&gt;also don't belive in mourning all the time and&lt;br&gt;think that once you've hit a bad stage in life&lt;br&gt;you just have to get up again. It's pointless&lt;br&gt;to concentrate on emotional pain and better to&lt;br&gt;just get on with everything. You also are a&lt;br&gt;down to earth type of person and think before&lt;br&gt;you act. Impulsive people may annoy you&lt;br&gt;somewhat.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Main weapon:&lt;/b&gt; Sword&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quote:&lt;/b&gt; "Always do the right thing.&lt;br&gt;This will gratify some people and astonish the&lt;br&gt;rest" -Mark Twain&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Facial expression:&lt;/b&gt; Small smile&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/PainfulBliss/quizzes/What%20Type%20of%20Killer%20Are%20You%3F%20%5Bcool%20pictures%5D/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type of Killer Are You? 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Mom keeps preaching to me about how she is eating (then again the way she stresses out it looks like theres gonna be an ulcer in her future). I'm been very depressed lately between seeing/hearing my grandmother cry, not knowing what I want to do for the rest of my life, and being fat. I got so depressed the other day that I didnt even want to have sex. I felt bad cause I got Dan all nervous but I was just too down to even think about it. I wish I was able to shake off this depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111660328348719407?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111660328348719407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111660328348719407' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111660328348719407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111660328348719407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/merf-ive-gotten-chubby-from-lack-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111642673559832685</id><published>2005-05-18T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T10:32:15.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss cosplaying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random thought for today (looking forward to halloween/I-con)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111642673559832685?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111642673559832685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111642673559832685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111642673559832685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111642673559832685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-miss-cosplaying.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111590848542614557</id><published>2005-05-12T10:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T10:34:45.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOO!I'm home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm done packing its time to get a job *grumbles*. Also I have to figure out how to stop my mom from waking me up at 8am.....&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #1 Match: ENFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Inspirer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love being around people, and you are deeply committed to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;You are also unconventional, irreverant, and unimpressed by authority and rules.&lt;br /&gt;Incredibly perceptive, you can usually sense if someone has hidden motives.&lt;br /&gt;You use lots of colorful language and expressions. You're qutie the storyteller!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent entrepreneur, politician, or journalist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCCD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #2 Match: ENTP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE5E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Visionary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are charming, outgoing, friendly. You make a good first impression.&lt;br /&gt;You possess good negotiating skills and can convince anyone of anything.&lt;br /&gt;Happy to be the center of attention, you love to tell stories and show off.&lt;br /&gt;You're very clever, but not disciplined enough to do well in structured environments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great entrpreneur, marketing executive, or actor.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFFECC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #3 Match: ENFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFEE5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Giver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You strive to maintain harmony in relationships, and usually succeed.&lt;br /&gt;Articulate and enthusiastic, you are good at making personal connections.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you idealize relationships too much - and end up being let down.&lt;br /&gt;You find the most energy and comfort in social situations ... where you shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good writer, human resources director, or psychologist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #4 Match: ENTJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Executive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a natural leader - with confidence and strength that inspires others.&lt;br /&gt;Driven to succeed, you are always looking for ways to gain, power, knowledge, and expertise.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you aren't the most considerate person, especially to those who are a bit slow.&lt;br /&gt;You are not easily intimidated - and you have a commanding, awe-inspiring presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great CEO, entrepreneur, or consultant.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&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/3036799-111590848542614557?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111590848542614557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111590848542614557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111590848542614557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111590848542614557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/woooim-home-now-that-im-done-packing.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111567250274430347</id><published>2005-05-09T17:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:03:44.110-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sighs* must hold out till tommorow &gt;&lt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liquidgeneration.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.liquidgeneration.com/quiz/images/cortana.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111567250274430347?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111567250274430347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111567250274430347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111567250274430347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111567250274430347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/sighs-must-hold-out-till-tommorow.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111557993725175616</id><published>2005-05-08T15:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T15:22:14.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm amazed at the shit ppl throw out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far from the pile o rejected stuff in the lounge I have amassed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-2 mini coolers&lt;br /&gt;-an 8inch and I think a 24 inch baking pan set&lt;br /&gt;-a pot&lt;br /&gt;-lunch for two days (cup o noodles, can of chili, noodle soup and a can of pears)&lt;br /&gt;-4 oranges&lt;br /&gt;-one can of beer (still cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the garbage picking queen!!!!xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111557993725175616?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111557993725175616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111557993725175616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111557993725175616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111557993725175616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/im-amazed-at-shit-ppl-throw-out-so-far.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111551136503077731</id><published>2005-05-07T20:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T20:16:05.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Packing status:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/IM000130.jpg"&gt;BOXES GALORE!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the room is less organized....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v116/dragonangeln6/IM000132.jpg"&gt;like my desk...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey look!My mononoke mask!And my birth control!Oh, the box to the far left has been breakfast for the last 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just relised Don still has my fucking Death to Smoochy Dvd.....*grumble*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its about time I go and play a little ff9.Away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="font: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: capitalize; word-spacing: .3em; text-align: center; background: #bce9ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Birthdate: January 19&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style=" font: small-caps small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; color: black; text-transform: none; text-align: left; background: #e2f5ff; border-style: double; border-color: gray; padding: 5px; width: 350px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birth on the 19th day of the month adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your life path. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the same time, it poses a number of obstacles to overcome before you are able to be as independent as you would like. The number 1 energy suggests more executive ability and leadership qualities than your path may have indicated. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A birthday on the 19th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach. However, a somewhat self-centered approach to life that may be in conflict with some of the other influences in your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 1 energy may diminish your ability and desire to handle details, preferring instead to paint with a broad brush. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not tend to follow convention or take advice very well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consequently, you tend to learn through experience; sometimes hard experiences. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 19/1 is a loner number and you may experience feelings of being alone even if you are married. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may take on a tendency to be nervous and angry.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&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/3036799-111551136503077731?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111551136503077731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111551136503077731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111551136503077731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111551136503077731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/packing-status-boxes-galore-rest-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111541718227869442</id><published>2005-05-06T18:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T18:06:22.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt; Indeed, you are 83% erudite, 91% sensual, 41% martial, and 62% saturnine. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; This &lt;b&gt;Egyptian&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supreme Goddess is certainly the most influential deity on subsequent&lt;br /&gt;cultures. She was the ideal figure of womanhood, usually compared with&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;b&gt;Greek&lt;/b&gt; Goddess &lt;b&gt;Demeter&lt;/b&gt; or her &lt;b&gt;Roman&lt;/b&gt; version, &lt;b&gt;Ceres&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Isis&lt;/b&gt; was one element of a Holy Trinity, the remaining two figures being her brother and husband &lt;b&gt;Osiris&lt;/b&gt; and their heroic son &lt;b&gt;Horus&lt;/b&gt;. She was the Goddess of Magic for her brilliance, as well as the Goddess of Love because of her tenacious devotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is often shown with wings, curving to caress coffins and sarcophagi&lt;br /&gt;of many a king. In certain papyri she is shown with her falcon wing&lt;br /&gt;headdress, covering her ears. One of her sacred symbols is the sistrum,&lt;br /&gt;a musical instrument that was believed to ward off evil spirits. Isis'&lt;br /&gt;sistrum was carved bearing the image of a cat and was representative of&lt;br /&gt;the Moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isis was the High Priestess and an omnipotent magician as well as the only being ever to discover the secret name of &lt;b&gt;Ra&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;She invariably carries the ankh, the symbol for eternal life. Her name&lt;br /&gt;is, by the rules of numerology, adding up to the number “2” and she&lt;br /&gt;just so happens to be depicted on the tarot card “Key 2 – The High&lt;br /&gt;Priestess”. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td align="center"&gt; &lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/112/250/11225140098321842389/mt1113437204.jpg"&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;table cellpadding="20"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td&gt; &lt;span id="comparisonarea"&gt;My test tracked 4 variables How you compared to other people &lt;i&gt;your age and gender&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="4"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="123"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="27"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;82%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;erudite&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="134"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="16"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;89%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;sensual&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="23"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="127"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;15%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;martial&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;&lt;table bgcolor="black" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#b2cfff" height="20" width="77"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="white" width="73"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is0.okcupid.com/graphics/0.gif" alt="free online dating" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="middle"&gt;You scored higher than &lt;b&gt;51%&lt;/b&gt; on &lt;b&gt;saturnine&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;table cellpadding=20&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;Link: &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=3992216679008205011'&gt;The Mythological Goddess Test&lt;/a&gt; written by &lt;a href='http://www.okcupid.com/profile?tuid=11225140098321842389'&gt;Nitsuki&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a  href='http://www.okcupid.com'&gt;Ok Cupid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in the dorm...I think the lounge tv is going to become my best friend this weekend, lol. I'm glad the room is messy...it'll give me stuff to do! I never thought I'd be so happy about cleaning an uber messy room....I must be going insane from the waiting. I have a bladder infection again *sigh*. Fuck you bladder.&lt;br /&gt;Food is calling me...AWAYYY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111541718227869442?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111541718227869442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111541718227869442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111541718227869442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111541718227869442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/isis-indeed-you-are-83-erudite-91.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111534797264862297</id><published>2005-05-05T22:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:54:40.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking finals making me come back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow is my last and only final. I basically could be at home right now if it was earlier in the week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I failed the class so the final is pointless. The only real stuff I need to do is pack and get my college transcripts. I have a feeling I'm going to be the last person left in the dorm...creepy. This past week was awsome. Relaxed with Dan and the guys went to the sci-fi club at nassau, signed up for summer classes etc. It all went way too fast. I miss the nice weather already. I dont miss my grandmother freaking out and screaming for 10 mins straight downstairs...or lady barking cause she's scared. I wish I had enough money so I could get an apartment so I wouldnt have to bug my parents. Maybe I'll get a good job this summer.We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='200'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Sex God&lt;/b&gt;. You are a master at sex. You make your partner weak in the knees, and you know it. You've had the practice, and you've read the books, but don't get too cocky (pun intended) or you'll get put into place.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Sex God&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='83' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;83%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;A Slave To BDSM&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='70' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;70%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;A Romantic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='65' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;65%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Virgin&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='23' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;23%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=2472'&gt;How are you in bed&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111534797264862297?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111534797264862297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111534797264862297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111534797264862297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111534797264862297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/05/fucking-finals-making-me-come-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111462390960813673</id><published>2005-04-27T13:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T13:45:58.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!-- START YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=0 bgcolor=black cellspacing=2 cellpadding=10&gt;&lt;tr bgcolor=white&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;font face=verdana,arial,helvetica size=2&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=904&gt;&lt;font color=#505A84&gt;What is your inner height?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=#505A84 size=4&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are tall!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;You tower above us normal people!&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=904&gt;&lt;img alt="Personality Test Results" border=0 src="http://www.youthink.com/quiz_images/quiz904outcome3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align=center&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp?action=take&amp;quiz_id=904&gt;&lt;font face=verdana size=2 color=white&gt;&lt;b&gt;Click Here to Take This Quiz&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1 color=C0C0C0 face=verdana&gt;Brought to you by &lt;a href=http://www.youthink.com/quiz.asp&gt;&lt;font color=white&gt;YouThink.com&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; quizzes and personality tests.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- END YOUTHINK.COM QUIZ RESULTS --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just couldn't help it...lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days!!!!xD&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111462390960813673?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111462390960813673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111462390960813673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111462390960813673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111462390960813673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/what-is-your-inner-heightyou-are.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111456517781398966</id><published>2005-04-26T20:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T21:26:17.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ugghhhh....never eat bbq in a dining hall notorius for getting people sick. My innards are rebeling very loudly...live and learn. -_-**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday is my final review. From what I've heard every one is getting bad reviews. At this point I've given up and will just go with a thumbs up and what not. I want to leave this miserable cold grey place behind (did I mention yesterday there was freezing rain.....ITS ALMOST MAY!!!&gt;&lt;*). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm nervous about next year. I don't know what major I want to persue. I want to find my place and get a job and just make some money and enjoy doing something. I just wish I knew what. Maybe I should go into something with video games, like Gm-ing for blizzard or something. Lol, thats a nice dream. Character design would be cool. I just wish this was easier. I wish I knew what I wanted to do. I want to be able to have a house or a little apartment at least and manage myself and be happy. Maybe hold little bbqs and dinner get togethers now and then and game nights on the weekends with the guys. Wake up every morning and eat breakfast with the man I love and go to work and be able to expand my mind and challenge myself. I'm not really happy unless I'm learning something...probably why I was so miserable this year. It was like one big step back to south side. Only difference was the scale of the projects and the materials at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan is visiting in 3 days for the foundations show. I'm extremely excited! I'm having a little bbq bash in his honor of the end of foundations and Dan's final treck to see me. I'm hoping it doesn't rain all weekend like its supposed to. So far pretty much every time he's been up here it's rained the majority of the time, lol. I think it just proves how much this place is against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pulled this off of myspace from this dude who I befrended. The philosophy of graphiti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "If you've ever walked down the street, seen a name, and wondered&lt;br /&gt;wat that marking meant, I'll tell you: it means somebody is telling&lt;br /&gt;youa story about who they are and what they are prepared to do to&lt;br /&gt;make u aware of it. Every time a name is written, a story gets told.&lt;br /&gt;Its a short story. "i was here" Who is telling it and where they are&lt;br /&gt;telling it will determine where the story ends. Some stories will be&lt;br /&gt;adventures,some tragedies, some even about love, But ever single&lt;br /&gt;one has a star, a stage, and an audience, and thats all a growing&lt;br /&gt;youth needs to have fun. "Graffiti is the voice of the un-heard.""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think there should be more places where graphiti art is legal. I'd completely  go there and just have fun. It's nice when you don't need to worry about grades or deadlines and just relax. If you think about it, some of the best art is created in a relaxed environment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111456517781398966?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111456517781398966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111456517781398966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111456517781398966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111456517781398966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/ugghhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111449636384826929</id><published>2005-04-26T02:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T02:19:23.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3 weeks till I see my awsome cute butt!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, to bed I go.:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style='font-family : Arial, Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif; 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Arent you cute! Your just full of&lt;br&gt;childhood spunk and happiness! Hey who said&lt;br&gt;being young was a bad thing? You have a keen&lt;br&gt;understanding of whats good in life and choose&lt;br&gt;to remain happy rather than get too upset over&lt;br&gt;things. Life is fun, who wants to be troubled&lt;br&gt;by grown-up problems? Being as capable of love&lt;br&gt;as you are you will make a wonderful parent if&lt;br&gt;and when you choose to grow up. Love is a&lt;br&gt;mystery because you only want friends not love&lt;br&gt;interests, games are better than relationships&lt;br&gt;with the opposite sex. You have what everyone&lt;br&gt;is searching for, that so called 'fountain of&lt;br&gt;youth' deep inside. You can come across as&lt;br&gt;naive and childish at times. But who cares what&lt;br&gt;they think, lets go play tag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizilla.com"&gt;quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting...I guess maybe its my mindset right now (with school ending and such) ^^.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111392513757840918?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111392513757840918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111392513757840918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111392513757840918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111392513757840918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/your-element-is-air-carefree-lovable.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111387002465114087</id><published>2005-04-18T20:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:20:24.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A little email I wrote for my love:&lt;br /&gt;(cuteness alert...may induce vomiting) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've alway been crappy at introductions. Usually at school I'd go with a revision of the question with a couple of lines of bs to take up space, lol. Of course I'm only going to be pouring my love, my soul, and my witt into here so hold onto your butt...cute butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remeber in the begining you came like, 4 hours down just to be with me for a weekend. Lol, the longest you've ever traveled for booty you joked (you beat your own record, 8 hours lol). I was really bored and I was reading that alot of long term relationships start off the way we started. I think it's funny how people didn't think it'd last this long, especially my sis and fam. I've always managed to prove them wrong. I think this year I've outdone them. I proved to them that I can live on my own, that I can handle stuff by myself, and that the man that I loved is still the man that I love and the person that i want to be with.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've shown me so much about you since I first met you. I still can't get over how adventurous you've gotten over foods and stuff. I can take you anywhere and have an absolutely amazing time (even if you complain at first). Your absolutely charming (and apparently my gay family thinks your adorable). You do so much for me and treat me so amazing. Your the only person that I trust driving my car and I love having you with me when I drive. I remeber when you were all nervous about your learners permit. Figures you aced it like I told you, lol. ^~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your an amazing cook (except that valvetta cheese burgur thing just hates me lol) and your omlets are indeed awsome. You always listen even when I have pms, you like the same video games as me, we have the same intrest in friends, you actually enjoy cuddling, and I can share the shower at my house with you without a problem. I get all happy and motivated when I'm with and you alway manage to keep my interest. I love how you get all silly sometimes. I love how you hop around and nuzzle me. I admit I love your butt and even if you think its ugly and hairy I think its sexy and I could look at it for hours. Your a fox in the sack, you know all the right buttons to push and you like to keep things interesting. You are huge, like HUGE!You hit all the right spots and even if I don't have an absolutely amazing orgasim I'm still satisied knowing that you got an amazing orgasim (also the face that you make is enough to make me feel good). You look good with and without your cloths (which is why I get all huggy when there are girls around lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes melt me when I look into them and how your kisses still give me butterflys. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Every day I'm with you feels like summer. I feel all warm and happy, even if its raining or snowing. The idea of us getting married makes me hard core giddy. Knowing that I'll have an apartment soon makes my heart soar because I can share it with you. When we went to the puppy place in lynbrook and that cute daschund was there I got these little images of you and me relaxing on the bed with our own little puppy snuggling next to us. I still am looking forward to eventually moving into our house out on the island eventually and then getting a little place of our own. Maybe one day, having little Dan's and Ninas.^~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really could go on and on about you cutie. Maybe I just might have to write a blog....maybe I might paste this in the blog...but who knows ^~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you so much Dan. I'm going to make this summer the best you'll ever have...maybe even longer.^~  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things I do for my cute butt *nuzzles*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111387002465114087?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111387002465114087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111387002465114087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111387002465114087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111387002465114087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/little-email-i-wrote-for-my-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111384494689943460</id><published>2005-04-18T13:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T13:22:26.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...yes I did say father his children....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111384494689943460?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111384494689943460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111384494689943460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111384494689943460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111384494689943460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111379754431876890</id><published>2005-04-17T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T00:12:24.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DragonAngelN6 (10:59:05 PM): are you happy now you jack ass?&lt;br /&gt;pyrobleh (10:59:13 PM): About what?&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (10:59:30 PM): about telling every one&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (10:59:37 PM): when its none of their buisness&lt;br /&gt;pyrobleh (10:59:44 PM): It's just another thing to add to my list of accomplishments collected today.&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (10:59:54 PM): oh, accomplishemnts?&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:00:04 PM): hey guess what I got to do Nina&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:00:08 PM): woooo hey congrats&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:00:46 PM): you think thats going to make them forget that your an asshole and focus on me?&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:01:31 PM): that its somehow going to redeem yourself?&lt;br /&gt;pyrobleh (11:02:11 PM): Honestly, this is a burden on my shoulders that I really, really don't like having there.  I actually regret, for the first time in my life, doing something.&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:02:15 PM): I told you I was confused, I told you that it was a mistake&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:02:23 PM): but in all honesty&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:02:42 PM): telling people in a fucking chat room&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:03:11 PM): and getting uppity about it&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:03:22 PM): you make me sick&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:03:35 PM): you are a pig&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:04:02 PM): you lure confused girls in with your money and charm &lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:04:21 PM): I told you it was a bad idea and you persisted&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:04:35 PM): I let go&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:04:50 PM): I told you no&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:04:53 PM): you persisted&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:05:29 PM): you wrote me poetry&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:06:00 PM): in all honesty it was very nice and yes I thought you were perfect&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:06:10 PM): I thought Don was perfect too&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:06:25 PM): you both turned out to be pigs&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:06:37 PM): you kiss and tell, he akes advantage of drunk girls&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:08:23 PM): I don't understand your whole fucking thing on hitting on girls that are taken either&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:08:33 PM): haven't you learned with me that its stupid?&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:10:20 PM): Also what really gets me, what really really gets me is the fact that you don't fucking no when to quit&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:10:53 PM): when we were all relaxing on bradens bed and you kept getting close to me I had to pretend that I was going upstairs to get you the fuck away from me&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:11:29 PM): get a fucking clue once and a while &lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:12:48 PM): you are so fucking creepy&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:13:58 PM): and honestly Ben I am very glad to get this off my shoulders&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:14:06 PM): because now i don't need to pretend I like you&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:14:23 PM): you creep me out&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:14:28 PM): you need to get a clue&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:15:04 PM): you need to spend your dads money on maybe some lessons on common sense then a sports car you'll crash in two seconds&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:15:14 PM): eat some food&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:15:22 PM): stop doing stupid shit to impress people&lt;br /&gt;DragonAngelN6 (11:15:31 PM): and stay the fuck away from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes people me and Ben did some stuff back in september like every one knows.  Congratulations, I was confused. EVERY ONE KNOWS THIS.I'm sorry that I didn't tell any one, in all honesty I didn't think it was any ones buisness. Whatever. I FUCKING LOVE DAN. He is every thing in my life that I've ever wanted and honestly, to hear him cry, to know he's sad or depressed makes me feel like Im going to vomit all over myself. There was a reason why I shut him out with Don and that was because I thought it would make me forget him. You know what? It didn't. Every day I wondered what was going on with him and his crying would fill my mind and I'd feel like I was going to vomit. So I was sick alot. When I found out he was seeing Patty again I almost died. I thought it was the end. I don't know how he even took me back after the shit I've put him through and in all honesty, after he reads this, I hope he still loves me. I'm sorry I wanted to wait till you calmed down with Don to tell you, I should have told you sooner. I bet that when I &lt;u&gt;blow my fucking brains out if he does break up with me&lt;/u&gt;that you'll sit back and smile, Ben. "yea thats the chick that I bagged, I took advantage of her confusion, yea I knew she was happily dating another guy but hey!I got into her pants.".  Yea ok sure I came onto you? Right if you think thats what will make you happy in your mind keep telling yourself that.  I really felt sorry for you in the begining. All your friends back home hated you, all the girls hated you. Now I see why. "Your the reason why I came to Alfred" that worked for all of two seconds untill you told Laura the same shit lol. Now you just bitch about her sex life because she told you off. I should have just told you were a creep instead of trying to be nice to you. You pull people in with your poor me act when in reality, there is nothing wrong with you. Every thing is in your world Ben, like I told you before. You think a girl is going to help you? No fucking way dude. It's time you relise that people aren't gonna do shit for you every time you fucking fart the wrong way.  If you think a girl is going to solve all your lifes problems, get a fucking clue. Do you think their gonna do your every bidding too because your too afraid or you don't want to fuck it up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what? You were lousy. You sucked at kissing, you didnt know what your hands were doing and lol, your tiney. Sorry to inform you but you suck at trying to get jiggy with it. Also we didnt have sex. I hope you didn't lie and tell people that jerkoff. You didn't even know what a fucking himen was untill I explained it to you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan is absolutely the most amazing person in bed. In all honesty if he wanted to he could be in porno, but he's too modest. He never tryed to get me by showing off his wealth, or promising me cruises and shit. He told me what he thought, and he kept it real. REAL. Yes, as in down to earth, as in how to fucking survive without getting a $500 allowance from your daddy. He doesn't take advantage of me and yes, he did do some stupid shit in the begining but I put it behind me. I've did my share of stupid shit to him too and you know what? The pain I've caused him makes me wish that I could go back in time and make things different. But no, I can't fucking do that. All I can do is show him that I love him and show him that he can trust me again. You know what that kindof determination that takes?You know how much will power goes into groveling back to a person? You know how much LOVE that takes? More then anything you can phanthom. Every day I wake up and I look over at the pictures on my wall and thank my fucking stars that I have some one that loves me this much. I give up partying and being rediculous for him. And you know what? I don't mind it. Yes I do get bitched at because I don't go out drinking or hang out alot. You know what? I don't give a flying fuck. I don't need to go to a party. I have the guy I want, I have every thing I can ever ask for. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to live the rest of my life with Dan. I want to marry him, father his children, and grow old with him. I want to be with him through all the bad times and the good. I want to be by his side through the shit and I only expect the same from him.  If I had to take a bullet for one person, it would be him.  He doesn't look at me as a pair of boobs and a vagina, or a short little girl that can be taken advantage of. I'm Nina Maria Russo in his eyes. I'm not a way to remove his problems, I'm not a thrill, I'm not an object or somthing that sits in the corner and looks pretty. To me, he's one of the few people that have still stuck by my side even if I did something stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea, happy now? I told every one. And you know what? Whatever! Fuck you, stop looming over people and hitting on other dude's chicks. Also that comment that you made about Long Islanders being insensitive ass holes and now your post about people in this area being uncultured hicks because they don't speak Ben...yea, up yours shit face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111379754431876890?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111379754431876890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111379754431876890' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111379754431876890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111379754431876890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/dragonangeln6-105905-pm-are-you-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111374955261911486</id><published>2005-04-17T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T10:54:45.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hot Dog day was more fun then expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The street fair was awsome. I got a free hot dog, saw little daschunds running around (however u spell it) and one looked like sammy w/out the spots, shared some fried dough with viki, got square ice cream, chilled in the bandstand next to the river, and basically walked till my feet killed. I missed the mud olimpics (of which I wanted to enter with Dan) but I managed to catch a few people as they were walking back. Pretty much spent my entire day with Pablo (thanks for being my anti-dude sheild for the day, lol). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called Dan alot to raise his spirits (he was in NJ helping out with the room that his aunt put in her house for his grandmother). I missed him alot that day, but all the festivities helped me keep my mind off the negative and more on the positive. Pretty much everything in the fair made me think about him and I ended up blabbing about him to Pablo a bit (which I try not to do...I really don't think people want to hear about how much I love Dan every minuite, lol). the thing that sucks is he can't come the next two weekends because next weekend is his bro's brthday and the weekend after that, well  it'll be a waste of $149 cause I'll be goin home the weekend after that (although the help packing would be good...and seeing him makes me insanely happy). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final crits next week, turns out they want stuff from last semester after they told us to bring our stuff home. Every one is pissed about that. But, they have the grades, what else can we do? I can't just take my invisible car and drive 8 hours home and back to get that stuff. I need to plan a weekend, spend an assload of money and then figure out how Im going to treck it all back here by bus. Whatever, I'll be out of here soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='200'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Existentialism&lt;/b&gt;. Your life is guided by the concept of &lt;b&gt;Existentialism&lt;/b&gt;:  You choose the meaning and purpose of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“Man is condemned to be free; because once thrown into the world, he is responsible for everything he does.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;“It is up to you to give [life] a meaning.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;--Jean-Paul Sartre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;“It is man's natural sickness to believe that he possesses the Truth.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;--Blaise Pascal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;More info at &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/User:Arocoun"&gt;Arocoun's Wikipedia User Page...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;table border='0' width='300' cellspacing='0' cellpadding='0'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Existentialism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='85' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;85%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Justice (Fairness)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='65' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;65%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Strong Egoism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='55' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;55%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Hedonism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='55' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;55%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Kantianism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='40' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Nihilism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='40' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;40%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Utilitarianism&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='35' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;35%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Apathy&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='5' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;5%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;Divine Command&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;table border='1' cellpadding='0' cellspacing='0' width='0' bgcolor='#dddddd'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;0%&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com/test.php?q_id=13060'&gt;What philosophy do you follow? (v1.03)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111374955261911486?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111374955261911486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111374955261911486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111374955261911486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111374955261911486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/hot-dog-day-was-more-fun-then-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111353253922336279</id><published>2005-04-14T22:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T22:35:39.223-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I won 2nd place in the standard DDR competition!:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I hadn't slipped off the back arrow i would of won *grumble grumble*.&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy though, i won against a guy who's played more in the past few months then I have. I can either thank Karls hat for my luck or the fire on my socks...maybe it was the ninja headband that viki lent me for a round, lol. All in all tonight rocked, I got my groove on, my lower back muscles and my leg muscles are tense and I stink.&lt;br /&gt;I felt bad cause Dan called me 3 times while I was in the final round, lol. But of course you know i love you cute butt, and I'll save you half the thing of milky ways I have for when I see you.^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111353253922336279?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111353253922336279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111353253922336279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111353253922336279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111353253922336279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-won-2nd-place-in-standard-ddr.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3036799.post-111345961404971182</id><published>2005-04-14T02:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T02:20:14.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fixed the comments ^^&lt;br /&gt;I'll finish tweaking every thing eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last min class work is awsome, especially when ur not tired and your project consists of lines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3036799-111345961404971182?l=nya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/feeds/111345961404971182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3036799&amp;postID=111345961404971182' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111345961404971182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3036799/posts/default/111345961404971182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nya.blogspot.com/2005/04/fixed-comments-ill-finish-tweaking.html' title=''/><author><name>Jingles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04658967162349754761</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/v116/dragonangeln6/etnaramen_icon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
