<?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-11615741</id><updated>2011-09-11T14:32:43.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'>24 days apart</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-7562535072936580031</id><published>2006-12-04T22:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:17:37.074-05:00</updated><title type='text'>kylie minogue - love at first sight</title><content type='html'>thought that i was going crazy&lt;br /&gt;just having one of those days yeah&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;then there was you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything went from wrong to right&lt;br /&gt;the stars came out and filled up the sky&lt;br /&gt;the music you were playing really blew my mind&lt;br /&gt;it was love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause baby when i heard you&lt;br /&gt;for the first time i knew&lt;br /&gt;we were meant to be as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;was tired of running out of luck&lt;br /&gt;thinking 'bout giving up yeah&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;then there was you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything went from wrong to right&lt;br /&gt;the stars came out and filled up the sky&lt;br /&gt;the music you were playing really blew my mind&lt;br /&gt;it was love at first sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause baby when i heard you&lt;br /&gt;for the first time i knew&lt;br /&gt;we were meant to be as one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and everything went from wrong to right&lt;br /&gt;and the stars came out and filled up the sky&lt;br /&gt;the music yoy were playing really blew my mind&lt;br /&gt;it was love at first sight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-7562535072936580031?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/7562535072936580031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=7562535072936580031&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/7562535072936580031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/7562535072936580031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/12/kylie-minogue-love-at-first-sight_04.html' title='kylie minogue - love at first sight'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115867089660728144</id><published>2006-09-19T08:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T09:01:41.130-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SO IN OTHER NEWS.. school sucks.</title><content type='html'>I'M BACK to blogging. I KNOW I SAID I WOULD START AGAIN WHEN SCHOOL STARTED, but i just got the internet at home recently.&lt;br /&gt;NOW I GOTTA say.. after not having the internet for a week, i've realized that my life would be nothing without it!  i sat in my room.. staring at the wall.  i couldn't gain access to my IMPORTANT SCHOOL STUFF, hahaha but i was more concerned about MSN, facebook (i can't believe i go on facebook so much now, wow!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so school's started already, i'm already several readings and several labs behind.  this year has to be a year of change!  which i why i need to log off right now and do some bio notes.  GRRR.. plant biology is so boring.  maybe i will do a post later about cyanobacteria.. sigh.  toodles&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115867089660728144?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115867089660728144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115867089660728144&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115867089660728144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115867089660728144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-in-other-news-school-sucks.html' title='SO IN OTHER NEWS.. school sucks.'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115729671498994850</id><published>2006-09-03T11:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T11:31:48.186-04:00</updated><title type='text'>bethany joy lenz - halo</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i never promised you a ray of light&lt;br /&gt;i never promised there’d be sunshine every day&lt;br /&gt;i’ll give you everything i have&lt;br /&gt;the good, the bad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do you put me on a pedestal?&lt;br /&gt;i’m so up high that i can’t see the ground below&lt;br /&gt;so help me down you’ve got it wrong&lt;br /&gt;i don’t belong there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;one thing is clear&lt;br /&gt;i wear a halo&lt;br /&gt;i wear a halo when you look at me&lt;br /&gt;but standing from here&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn’t say so&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn’t say so if you were me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i, i just want to love you&lt;br /&gt;oh i, i just want to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always said that i would make mistakes&lt;br /&gt;i’m only human and that’s my saving grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i’ll fall as hard as i try&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so don’t be blinded&lt;br /&gt;see me as i really am&lt;br /&gt;i have flaws and sometimes i even sin&lt;br /&gt;so pull me from that pedestal&lt;br /&gt;i don’t belong there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing is clear&lt;br /&gt;i wear a halo&lt;br /&gt;i wear a halo when you look at me&lt;br /&gt;but standing from here&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn’t say so&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn’t say so if you were me&lt;br /&gt;and i, i just want to love you&lt;br /&gt;oh i, i just want to love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like to think that you know me&lt;br /&gt;but in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;i am something above me&lt;br /&gt;that's only in your mind&lt;br /&gt;only in your mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wear a, i wear a, i wear a halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing is clear&lt;br /&gt;i wear a halo&lt;br /&gt;i wear a halo when you look at me&lt;br /&gt;but standing from here&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn’t say so&lt;br /&gt;you wouldn’t say so if you were me&lt;br /&gt;and i, i just want to love you&lt;br /&gt;oh i, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i just want to love you &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115729671498994850?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115729671498994850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115729671498994850&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115729671498994850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115729671498994850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/09/bethany-joy-lenz-halo.html' title='bethany joy lenz - halo'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115665265997838225</id><published>2006-08-27T00:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T00:24:19.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>incredible</title><content type='html'>i'm so in love with life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115665265997838225?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115665265997838225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115665265997838225&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115665265997838225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115665265997838225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/incredible.html' title='incredible'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115635360632812766</id><published>2006-08-23T13:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T13:20:06.400-04:00</updated><title type='text'>woohoo!</title><content type='html'>WOOHOO!  this is my victory cheer, i'm gonna scream it next week on my last day.  lol.. i know i haven't been blogging lately!  but i've been so busy with stuff, work is crazy these days because everyone is either on vacay or quitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of new happenings in my life lately.. all of them AMAZING!  despite being worked like a dog 5 days a week, i've still had time to chill and do some awesome things with some awesome people =).  i'm not really gonna think about going back to school because it's upsetting, at the same time i'm kind of excited about going back to school and having a good year.  HOPEFULLY i'll have a good year, i definitely want a change from last year.  resolutions this schooling year: GO TO CLASS!  ALL MY CLASSES.. not just once or twice a week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to the lack of sleep that i've been getting, i don't really know what else to write.  this kinda sucks because i brainstormed so many ideas a few weeks ago, i don't remember any of them!  i'll be blogging regularly as soon as i quit my damn job.  enjoy the empty void for now.  hiatus is only temporary, i mean it this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115635360632812766?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115635360632812766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115635360632812766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115635360632812766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115635360632812766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/woohoo.html' title='woohoo!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115635261204098389</id><published>2006-08-23T12:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T09:40:16.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'>donna lewis - at the beginning</title><content type='html'>we were strangers, starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;never dreaming, what we’d have to go through&lt;br /&gt;now here we are, i’m suddenly standing&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;no one told me i was going to find you&lt;br /&gt;unexpected, what you did to my heart&lt;br /&gt;when i lost hope, you were there to remind me&lt;br /&gt;this is the start&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life is a road and i wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;love is a river, i wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;in the end i wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were strangers on a crazy adventure&lt;br /&gt;never dreaming, how our dreams would come true&lt;br /&gt;now here we stand, unafraid of the future&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life is a road and i wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;love is a river, i wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;in the end i wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knew there was somebody, somewhere&lt;br /&gt;a new love in the dark&lt;br /&gt;now i know my dream will live on&lt;br /&gt;i’ve been waiting so long&lt;br /&gt;nothing’s gonna tear us apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and life is a road and i wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;love is a river, i wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;life is a road, now and forever, wonderful journey&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be there when the world stops turning&lt;br /&gt;i’ll be there when the storm is through&lt;br /&gt;in the end i wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a road and i wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;love is a river, i wanna keep going on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting out on a journey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a road and i wanna keep going&lt;br /&gt;love is a river, i wanna keep flowing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;in the end i wanna be standing&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning with you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115635261204098389?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115635261204098389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115635261204098389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115635261204098389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115635261204098389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/donna-lewis-at-beginning.html' title='donna lewis - at the beginning'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115523486391736301</id><published>2006-08-10T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:35:58.853-04:00</updated><title type='text'>coldplay - fix you</title><content type='html'>when you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;when you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;when you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;when you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;when you love some one but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;and i will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and high up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;when you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;but if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;just what you're worth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;and ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;and i will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;when you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;and i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i promise you i will learn from my mistakes &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;and i..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;and ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;and i will try to fix you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115523486391736301?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115523486391736301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115523486391736301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115523486391736301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115523486391736301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/coldplay-fix-you.html' title='coldplay - fix you'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115499718445890139</id><published>2006-08-07T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T20:36:04.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>ancient history</title><content type='html'>holy shit.  i just found the link to my OLD blog.. SOOOOOOOOOOOO gangster.&lt;br /&gt;pretty funny actually.&lt;br /&gt;if you're interested you can check-ch-check-check-check-check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marchthird.blogspot.com"&gt; &lt;b&gt;click shit. SSDD.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115499718445890139?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115499718445890139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115499718445890139&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115499718445890139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115499718445890139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/ancient-history.html' title='ancient history'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115496740178324501</id><published>2006-08-07T10:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:19:01.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i got beef with proctor &amp; gamble</title><content type='html'>has anyone else noticed that they changed the packaging for herbal essences?!  W-T-F!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;voila: the old classy herbal essences&lt;a href="http://images18.fotki.com/v329/photos/9/968563/3876380/herbalessences1-vi.jpg" target="new window"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://images18.fotki.com/v329/photos/9/968563/3876380/herbalessences1-vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 390px; height: 130px;" src="http://images18.fotki.com/v329/photos/9/968563/3876380/herbalessences1-vi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(with my favourite fruit fusions lychee+pomegranate+persimmon fragrance highlighted)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; and now the new shit.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 392px; height: 357px;" src="http://images18.fotki.com/v24/photos/9/968563/3876380/herbalessences2-vi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been an avid herbal essences user for the past 5 years!  even though it doesn't do shit for my hair it smells like heaven.. why mess with a good thing.? i know the new bottles look more "mod".. but there are too many new things.  9 new collections with 5 bottles each!  9 x 5 = 45.. that's way too many bottles.   since when did hair hygiene become so complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon arriving at the herbal essences site:  &lt;a href="http://images18.fotki.com/v25/photos/9/968563/3876380/herbalessences3-vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 401px; height: 266px;" src="http://images18.fotki.com/v25/photos/9/968563/3876380/herbalessences3-vi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO TAKE A QUIZ TO KNOW WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO I LIKE?!  are you KIDDING me?!  i don't like using my noodle between the months of april and september.. the only 4 months when i DON'T need to worry about multiple choice.  whatever happened to simplicity and just picking the one that smelled the best?  i realize they are trying to be all cute and marketable.. but still that's damn annoying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images18.fotki.com/v329/photos/9/968563/3876380/herbalessences4-vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 384px; height: 362px;" src="http://images18.fotki.com/v329/photos/9/968563/3876380/herbalessences4-vi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bitch PLEASE.. 5 questions?!&lt;br /&gt;and what does&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;i&gt;"i am: a diva/ the girl next door/ far from perfect"&lt;/i&gt; have to do with shampoo?  so a diva and a far from perfect girl can't use the same one?  dude.. that's discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;i&gt;"i'm more likely to: gossip with my friends than about them/ sing in an elevator than in the shower/ i'll never tell"&lt;/i&gt; have to do with ANYTHING?!  is the location that i prefer to sing really RELEVANT to ANY aspect of life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having wasted 1 minute of my life answering those dumb questions, they gave me this as my most compatible collection:  &lt;a href="http://images18.fotki.com/v25/photos/9/968563/3876380/hellohydration-vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 190px;" src="http://images18.fotki.com/v25/photos/9/968563/3876380/hellohydration-vi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness.. even after i told them that my hair was flat they gave me a shampoo to make it FLATTER.  orchid and coconut milk fragrance..  it must be some kind of coincidence that i absolutely HATE coconut AND orchids.  maybe instead of asking about whether or not i gossip or sing.. they should have asked "is your hair oily/normal/dry?"  BECAUSE THEN they would have known that i have oily hair.. and THEN they would have concluded that the last thing i need is fucking "hello hydration". IDiots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THIS IS AN ABSOLUTE OUTRAGE!&lt;/b&gt;  they took away my lychee + pomegranate+persimmon fruit fusion  which i've been using for the past year, inside i'm shedding a tear.  having said all that, i will probably still stay loyal to herbal essences.  sigh.  if i go to shoppers tomorrow and find that the prices have been jacked to pay for the "intuitive" creators for that damn quiz, or to pay for all these unecessary new collections.. somebody gonna get hurt reeeeeal bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115496740178324501?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115496740178324501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115496740178324501&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115496740178324501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115496740178324501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-got-beef-with-proctor-gamble.html' title='i got beef with proctor &amp; gamble'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115487464424648367</id><published>2006-08-06T10:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T21:27:47.440-04:00</updated><title type='text'>my ode to the belt</title><content type='html'>wow i haven't blogged in so long, i feel like i'm falling back into my old habits of blogging like once a month.  I'VE been busy!  but now i have a whole week off (SCORE), what can i do with my time? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up until i started working at wonderland, i'd never owned a belt.  i always thought that belts were really bothersome and totally annoying.  i'm way too lazy to loop a belt through my pants and then buckle it.. that's a two step procedure, whoa.  now that i've been forced to wear a belt, i've realized how ABSOLUTELY AMAZING it is!  these are the following reasons why you should all own a belt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) belts hold your pants where they are supposed to stay.  let's face it, pants don't always fit the way they did in the fitting room =(&lt;br /&gt;2) belts diminish the effect of the infamous "frump butt"&lt;br /&gt;3) belts break the line of vision in your outfit&lt;br /&gt;4) belts are ultra cool and come in various styles, colours and materials&lt;br /&gt;5) belts improve your side view because they prevent your pants from sagging around the waist&lt;br /&gt;6) belts are a huge fashion statement these days&lt;br /&gt;7) if you get into an ugly situation, you can take your belt off and use it as a weapon&lt;br /&gt;8) belts are useful in kinky situations as well.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having said all that, please don't buy those belts with the message in red flashing across the buckle.  they are very ghetto fabulous, but ghetto nonetheless.  if you own one, i will strip it off of you and whip you with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was a very silly and pointless blog, but i needed to redeem myself for being foolish and not owning a belt for the past 18 years of my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115487464424648367?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115487464424648367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115487464424648367&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115487464424648367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115487464424648367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-ode-to-belt.html' title='my ode to the belt'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115455669113062609</id><published>2006-08-02T18:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T14:36:30.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>michelle branch - breathe</title><content type='html'>i've been driving for an hour&lt;br /&gt;just talking to the rain&lt;br /&gt;you say i've been driving you crazy&lt;br /&gt;and it's keeping you away&lt;br /&gt;so just give me one good reason&lt;br /&gt;tell me why i should stay&lt;br /&gt;'cause i don't wanna waste another moment&lt;br /&gt;in saying things we never meant to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i, take it just a little bit&lt;br /&gt;i, hold my breath and count to ten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;i've been waiting for a chance to let you in&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i just breathe&lt;br /&gt;let it fill the space between&lt;br /&gt;i'll know everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;breathe&lt;br /&gt;every little piece of me&lt;br /&gt;you'll see&lt;br /&gt;everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;if i just breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well it's all so overrated&lt;br /&gt;in not saying how you feel&lt;br /&gt;so you end up watching chances fade&lt;br /&gt;and wondering what's real&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i give you just a little time&lt;br /&gt;i, wonder if you realize&lt;br /&gt;i've been waiting till i see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i just breathe&lt;br /&gt;let it fill the space between&lt;br /&gt;i'll know everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;breathe,&lt;br /&gt;every little piece of me&lt;br /&gt;you'll see&lt;br /&gt;everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;if i just breathe&lt;br /&gt;breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i whisper in the dark,&lt;br /&gt;hoping you hear me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;do you hear me?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i just breathe&lt;br /&gt;let it fill the space between&lt;br /&gt;i'll know everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;breathe,&lt;br /&gt;every little piece of me&lt;br /&gt;you'll see&lt;br /&gt;everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;everything is alright if i just breathe.. breathe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been driving for an hour&lt;br /&gt;just talking to the rain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115455669113062609?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115455669113062609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115455669113062609&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115455669113062609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115455669113062609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/michelle-branch-breathe_115455669113062609.html' title='michelle branch - breathe'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-115449869846198198</id><published>2006-08-02T01:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T11:28:11.513-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm waiting for you</title><content type='html'>HONESTLY.. i don't even know why i'm blogging again.  a recent review of my life has made me realize how incredibly boring it is, if i don't make an account of it i will have no memory of being a teenager.  plus since krishna revamped his blog, i've been reading some of his very old entries and reminiscing.. which is a nice thing to do sometimes.  i want to read my blogs someday and reminisce about random shit.  i've also noticed how illiterate i've become lately, the english language is something that no longer comes easily and i can't even recite a story in an interesting way.  that's a bad gift to lose.  what the hell has been happening to me this past year... i can't even explain it.  maybe i'm really writing because i have too many things bottled up inside from the past year that i can't really say outloud.   something happened in my life recently that's really woken me up, i've never felt so refreshed.  can you take a hint?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks ago i watched "superman returns" with shawn.  growing up i was never really a big superman fan, maybe it's because i'm a girl?  i'm not quite sure, but the comics never really interested me, and superman wasn't really one of those superheros who had his own famous cartoon (like spiderman or x-men which i actually watched frequently).  the only thing that ran through my head during the movie was &lt;i&gt;"lois lane you are such a hoe."&lt;/i&gt;  I MEAN WHAT THE HELL!  this woman has FREAKIN' SUPERMAN in love with her and she goes and bangs some joe schmoe from the office.. SO SOON after she bangs superman that joe schmoe thinks its his kid.  need i repeat myself, WHAT A HOE!   at the moment i am big, fat, ugly, and green with jealousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from watching a few episodes of smallville, i've seen what superman can do.  i've also kept in mind that smallville is an account of superman's life when he's a teenager, which means he gets crazier powers later when he grows older!  yeah sure, call me a superman scrub, i don't know what his superpowers are.  who the hell cares about those trivial things, he's pretty god damn hot.. and that's all that i care about.  women like the superman character because he's strong, he's nice, he's got x-ray vision that he doesn't abuse because he's a total gentleman, he's COMPLETELY tall, gorgeous and ripped.. and let's not forget the most important thing: HE CAN FUCKING FLY.  what would it be like to be his girlfriend?  maybe if i slap the shizzle out of lois lane i will stand a chance.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 378px; height: 284px;" src="http://supermanreturns.warnerbros.com/assets/downloads/wallpaper/super_800_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well the real point to this whole story (if you haven't already guessed) is that my dream guy is superman (much like every other woman on earth).. not in a literal sense of course.  my true hero sees passed the surface of things, and he also rushes in to rescue and sweep me off my feet just in time to save me from all the things i'm afraid of.  of course it would also be great if you are tall, handsome, ripped and can fly.  come on superman!  i've been waiting for you, i need to be saved.. when are you going to come into my life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-115449869846198198?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/115449869846198198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=115449869846198198&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115449869846198198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/115449869846198198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-waiting-for-you.html' title='i&apos;m waiting for you'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111283874893503509</id><published>2005-04-08T23:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T23:26:09.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>be it resolved that jacky and cheryl can win a debate</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;seeing as how i'm the laziest person ever, this is actually a blog that i drafted a few days ago but was too lazy to finish, i don't feel like editing it to suit today, so i'm just going to leave it as is. in the following paragraph, by "today" i mean wednesday.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYY! me and jacky won our PRO debate today, i found that so shocking because we had ZERO preparation. he literally called me last night at like 9 and said "Cheryl we're going tomorrow". i felt lazy so i didn't do any work until second lunch today. Jacky's opening statement was good, but mine was terrible.. and around 30 seconds long, with some very awkward pauses in between. they said we won because of our ability to answer questions, either way.. YAY! now i can walk with pride knowing that i didn't lose to 2 grade 11s. they had the better side to argue for too! ah well. also, i had my second driving lesson. i have the three point turn NAILED, yesssss =) everything else sucks though.. i think my driving instructor was fearing for his life, not that i blame him or anything. i hope to get my g2 before summer so that i can start driving to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else has happened lately. oh yeah.. monday was one of those hardcore band recording sessions. we played from 4 until like 9:30. damn i am still suffering the damages to my face. my lips are super chapped and swollen, and for one day i had a COLDSORE! it was a nasty one too.. i hate coldsores! make me look like i have herpes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday after intramurals (which we got OWNED in for the final game.. i'm not even going to mention the score), ken was NICE enough to go to stc with me =) i had to pick up my paycheque because i'm a broke loser who owed people too much money. after picking it up i was tempted to go shopping, me and ken made a circle around the mall.. surprisingly enough i bought NOTHING. i find this to be the biggest shock of all because i usually buy ENOUGH things.. which is probably why i didn't buy anything. i need new sweatpants though because mine are getting SO faded. that's why i hate about black pants, they ALWAYS fade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;okay the rest of this is to date&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the day of the film festival! it was pretty cool, i only got to watch two of them. with or without you is SOOO sweet. aww =( yay! high five to &lt;strong&gt;branded productions.&lt;/strong&gt; nothing else really happened during school, generally a very boring day. afterschool i walked to willie's house with edwin, kings, and krishna. we were just talking about random things on the way there, it was pretty funny. upon arriving at willie's house (it was just me and her), we went to her basement and had the FUNNIEST conversation! WINK WINK WINK. lol, but yeah.. after that jo called me and told me that she wanted to go to the mall even though she'd rejected that idea for a better part of the day when i still wanted to go. HOWEVER, when i told her that i was no longer interested she threatened to rape me so i just HAD to go with her. kiddding, it was completely voluntary 8-).. i'm sure you know what that emoticon is on msn. haha =) nah i love jo, she is my homeslice. instead of going to yorkdale, which was the ORIGINAL plan, we went downtown. all these funny things happened, but i had the BEST BEST BEST FRIES AND STEAK/CHEESE SUB at this place at the queens something market. i don't really remember what it's called. i don't remember a lot of things actually, but i know we had many laughs today. anyway thanks for all the support jo, i just want you to know that i learned so much from today and that i'm so much stronger now. THANKS. i'm going to try to fill out that yearbook thing soon with the message, but i don't really know what to say! in all honesty there are way too many things to say, and way too many people to thank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a pretty deep conversation with jacky today in class. if you guys know jacky you will know what a rare occasion this is.. if i've learned anything over these 4 years at campbell it's that fate can never be denied or escaped. proof of this at the bus terminal today.. eh jo? strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111283874893503509?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111283874893503509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111283874893503509&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111283874893503509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111283874893503509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/04/be-it-resolved-that-jacky-and-cheryl.html' title='be it resolved that jacky and cheryl can win a debate'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111242270242350530</id><published>2005-04-02T01:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T01:18:22.426-05:00</updated><title type='text'>branded productions</title><content type='html'>i can't really see out of my eyes right now, i don't know WHY.  i think an eyelash rolled to the back or something, now i feel this constant pain.  what a pain in the BUTT!  but yeah, today was a regular day i'm so tired right now i can't remember what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes, this morning i woke up at around 4 to do my english ISU proposal (WHICH WASN'T EVEN DUE).. it was just a waste of time.  even though we didn't have to hand it in i'm glad i got it done because on monday i have a bio ISU quiz and i'd rather be doing THAT on sunday than english.  after english i started working on my Queens concurrent PSE, that thing was a bitch to finish!  just when i thought i was done, i copied and pasted it onto the screen from Word, and all my apostrophes turned into questions marks.  i was like "CURSES!".. but i had no time to fix it so i just went to school.  i ended up finishing my PSE during the first 10 minutes or so of music.  after that the day went by pretty quickly.  we sold several more formal tickets today.  i think the count is now 325, i'm hoping for about 350 this year including the teachers.  i'm thinking that we will get to 340 atleast.  during first lunch kyle, salina and some fellow SAC members decided to prank mr. english by drawing on his car with whiteboard marker.  needless to say it didn't go over very well.. i think mr. english got pissed, kyle and cindy had to clean it up afterschool.  it looked pretty funny though.. they wrote "SPIRIT WAGON!"  "SAC" "GO CAMPBELL" all over it.  i hope they took a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school i stayed to count the formal money again.  the total came up to around $27 745.  i've never been around that much money in my life!  it was like.. never ending stacks of 20s, and then some 5s, 10s, 50s and 100s and several cheques.  after counting the money i returned to the SAC room to watch BRANDED PRODUCTIONS film their movie for the film festival.  it was some pretty funny stuff, eddu couldn't get his ONE LINE right, and daniel couldn't get like "who'd have known that she'd turn out to be a hooker?!"  right.  they probably did 5 takes of each of those scenes.  after filming i went to krishna's house, then shortly after left to pMALL with jo.  i think our subconscious mission was to go and check out that DDR guy again, i mean hey.. he may be 15 years old but he's still hot.  HAHAH kidding, don't really know why i wanted to go to pacific.  BUT.. we did find that DDR kid again!  he was still just as amazing, well not today because he got owned by the nerdiest looking guy ever.. it was so dry.  he's still my hero though, and yeah i'd still bang him.  KIDDDDDDDING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after pmall ryan came back to pick us up with krishna, jimmy, and eddu already inside the car, so it was a TIGHT squeeze.  pretty funny drive home, lol.  when we got to krishna's house the guys started looking through their film clips and i started sleeping.  jo started watching mulan.  when i woke up it was time to leave.  it's funny that i always sleep at other people's houses now, i never seem to fall asleep at home.  the naps at krishna's house are always the BEST!  i guess i should sleep soon because i have work tomorrow morning.  the people that i'm working with tomorrow aren't really that friendly.. *sigh*.  well nothing else to say i guess.  peeeeace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111242270242350530?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111242270242350530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111242270242350530&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111242270242350530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111242270242350530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/04/branded-productions.html' title='branded productions'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111223235689938714</id><published>2005-03-30T20:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T20:25:56.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the road ahead</title><content type='html'>today was a pretty enjoyable day.. first period i sat in the library thinking about my life while attempting to study the nervous system (damn that nervous system stuff is hard!).  it just made me realize that no matter how hard i think i can't change things, and i can never take things back.. i admit that i've made too many mistakes lately considering my situation, but i can't take them back so i guess i can just look out for them in the future.  i'm sorry?  for the first day in a long time i felt liberated and i realized that i shouldn't feel obligated to make any effort in fixing what's left.  derek you should listen to her, because they truly come and go.  everything has its time and place, and my time for this has passed.  &lt;em&gt;"lest we forget&lt;/em&gt;".. i'm not afraid anymore&lt;em&gt;,&lt;/em&gt; for only in forgetting can i forgive myself and you.  i can finally move on to what's waiting for me, and i can finally restore all that i've lost and neglected.  i'm especially sorry to &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, you know i never meant to hurt you, you know i never meant for everything to fall apart.  i'm hoping that with time a fraction of our friendship can be restored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onto other things, don't really remember too clearly what i did today.  food and nutrition was BOOOOOOOOORING.  ms bansal gave us like 5 questions.. and gave us the WHOLE period to do them, geez i think she thinks that we're stupid or something.  bio was nothing special, except ms wong is CRAZY,  making us memorize all this crap.. phosphodiglyercialwekfn;awjhef my BUTT!  lunch was pretty funny, i went to mcdee's with daniel (this boy has the NICEST SKIN i have ever seen..) to buy my own lunch and jimmy's lunch.  we came back with mcchickens and sat in the SAC room for the remainder of the period.  the guys finally gave ryan his present!  it was a soundcard and a whole bunch of scratch cards, i think ryan said he won 30 something bucks.. last time i checked anyway.  it was funny how they thought of all these creative methods to give it to him, but never actually carried them out.  during english we watched the INCREDIBLES again, and i must say the incredibles is an incredible movie.  it's soooo funny, jack jack is my DEFINITE favourite though.  i think dash is pretty cool too, which incredibles power would YOU want to have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterschool i went home and went out for the craziest jog ever..  i ran two laps around the block, then i walked to school and timed a 400m, THEN i went inside the school in hopes to find ryan and the crew so they could drive me home.  willie told me they were still filming, BUT OF COURSE, i couldn't find them so i ended up jogging home too.  now i can't really walk, but it's okay.  i just want to be the way i used to be.. but i think it'll take some work!  haven't taken gym since grade 10.  after the run i went for my very first driving lesson.  it was pretty SCARY.. and i sucked really badly, my driver kept leaning over to steer for me, and he kept braking for me.  *sigh* i feared for his life and my own.  glad that's over, i hope i'm better next time.  right now i'm watching america's next top model, these girls are SOOO catty!  anyway i'm dead bored.  just gonna watch tv now, bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111223235689938714?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111223235689938714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111223235689938714&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111223235689938714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111223235689938714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/03/road-ahead.html' title='the road ahead'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111215692732522816</id><published>2005-03-29T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T23:28:47.326-05:00</updated><title type='text'>first day back</title><content type='html'>nothing too exciting happened today.  afterschool i went for a jog.. without BEN.. ANYWAY.. yeah i am mad out of shape, i ran a block and nearly died.  what happened to those good old track and field days, EEK!  must work harder.. RIGHT BEN?  RIIIIIGHT =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only have one thing to say today,&lt;br /&gt;the truth may hurt, but it's the truth that matters most in a world focussed on reality&lt;br /&gt;where can you really go with things that aren't real?&lt;br /&gt;i'm very relieved that i know the truth and i feel at peace now.. thank you for your honesty.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111215692732522816?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111215692732522816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111215692732522816&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111215692732522816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111215692732522816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-day-back.html' title='first day back'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111205436983316279</id><published>2005-03-28T18:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T19:13:02.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>judgement day</title><content type='html'>that's it, it's the end of the world. time to go back to.. SCHOOL! not that i'm trying to be overly dramatic but it's pretty gosh darn depressing. if you're wondering why i'm using gosh darn instead of "fucking" or "damn", it's because it's come to my knowledge that derek yeung reads blogs, and for those of you who know him, you know he's allergic to profanity. i promised to stop so i will. ANYHOO, back to the main issue, in some part of brain i'm actually looking forward to school (maybe the cortex judging by bio package 38), and in ALL OTHER PARTS.. i'm just.. hating on homework and studying. i can't wait to go back to see my friends! march break marks the end of "holiday times", with TDSB being so incompetent and all.. we don't even have a long weekend for easter. who COMBINES HOLIDAYS.. COMMMMMON! i know in the end it's all the same, i mean, we get 5 + 2 = 7 days off.. but that's so different from 5 days followed by 2 days a week later! ah well.. tis over =) and i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really do much to highlight my last day of the march break, the truth is there's not much to do. everyone's sitting at home doing homework. i woke up this morning and went out for lunch with my dad, we went to this stupid buffet called "president's choice oriental buffet". the food there tasted SO BAD.. and it was cold.. it was just terrible. the humidity in that place was INTENSE.. you know that feeling you get in your nose when you inhale too much water vapour?that's exactly how i felt when i walked in. the place itself was crummy.. how all the food was set up, how they had NO SIGNS for any of the foods, i had no idea what i was eating. the ICE CREAM WAS TERRIBLE TOO, not to say that i'm a fine connoisseur of ice cream, but how can ice cream POSSIBLY taste bad. my dad tried the green tea and SPAT IT OUT.. how can you spit out ICE CREAM! yeah i'm done talking about ice cream.. i'm sorry, it just boggles my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm sitting at home contemplating over.. nothing. absolutely nothing! i attempted the queens arts/science and concurrent education pse earlier, note attempted because i have written to no avail. the concurrent pse is DIFFICULT.. bold/italicized/underlined. the arts and science one requires a lotta bs too.. i don't even know what to write! i'm being so redundant. luckily i have until friday to finish them both, sometimes i wonder why i procrastinate so much. i also ranked my U of T college preferences today, now compared to my failed mission at the pses.. i'd say that this 2 minute part of my day went pretty smoothly. i didn't really give my college choices too much thought because i'm 90% sure i won't be going to u of t unless i absolutely have to.. well my order went something like this: new, victoria, woodsworth, innis, trinity. YES, ONE mission completed =) i'm still trying to clarify bursary applications for western and guelph.. do they even have them? if you know please leave a comment or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another not-so-bright note.. hey jo remember on saturday when we went to pacific mall, remember the bubbletea? remember how i was scared because i thought my debit wouldn't take $6.86? well today i went to update my passbook at TD.. my balance after the bubbletea was $0.60. that's right.. 60 cents. we are DAMN lucky that you ordered that small lychee instead of the regular.. because i would have been THOROUGHLY embarassed upon receiving the information of my debit card being declined. going to the bank today has made me realize that my spending is out of control. the last time i updated my book was november 5th, for those of you who don't go to the bank much or get statements in the mail.. your passbook is a record of all your transactions, TODAY when i went in, i asked the teller to update my book. "WOW.. we are going to be here for a while" says she.. and boy was she right! on top of my first book that i brought in, she gave me 3 new ones. THAT'S how many transactions i've made, enough to fill in 3.5 books. it's definitely time to cut down on my spending. gotta save money for university or something.. gotta stop buying shoes.. gotta stop buying a great many things! =( the trials and tribulations of a teenage shopaholic. i worked full time for 1.5 months, part time for 4 months.. and i have 60 cents in my bank account. damn. i have to start leaving my debit card at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today, i have to do my food and nutrition article on food-borne illnesses, and considering the fact that i get food homework once every other ice age i'm going to respect ms bansal and do it. the rest can wait. happy easter monday =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111205436983316279?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111205436983316279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111205436983316279&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111205436983316279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111205436983316279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/03/judgement-day.html' title='judgement day'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111198343300910008</id><published>2005-03-27T23:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T23:17:13.010-05:00</updated><title type='text'>new layout!</title><content type='html'>okay not to say that i'm a BIG fan of the incredibles.. or a fan at all (because everyone knows that i fell asleep during the movie) but jack jack is just TOO DAMN GOOD.  even though i fell asleep during incredibles i watched jack jack attack, that's good enough.. jack jack FORever! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night i stayed up pretty late talking to a co-worker from wonderland, i can't WAIT to go back!  it's pretty stupid though because they say that i have to reapply online, in order to do that i need my employee number, and to get my employee number i need my employee card which they took away at the end of the season.  go figure!  i have to call them tomorrow to get it or something. today was a pretty normal day, i woke up at around 12, even though krishna called me at 11, and then i went to pacific with kings, sr and krishna.  while there i bought another cell phone strap (two actually), and told the girl working about the one that broke yesterday.  she was so nice!  she offered to replace the broken thread for me.  i was very excited to say that least, but once again, two minutes after being replaced it BROKE!  i dunno man, maybe i'm just no good with these cell phone thinGIES.  luckily this time i didn't lose any parts so krishna was able to fix it.  now shrek 2 is once again hanging from my phone.  the other two that i bought today were the incredibles and a nightmare before christmas, the nightmare before christmas one is so cool!  it even glows in the dark =)   even though my shrek one is only supposed to flash when i make or receive calls, it flashes randomly, and never flashes when i make or receive calls.. scammed!  i haven't tried the other two yet.  at pmall i looked for the ddr kid again but he wasn't there =( what a disappointment, simon was trying to convince me that pui fung is better.  I DUNNO SIMON, I DUNNO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earlier i watched saved the last dance, now i'm watching crazy/beautiful.  if you haven't seen this movie before i suggest that you watch it!  i've seen it a few times already.. it's a very sweet movie.  not to mention it has that really good david grey song (and the hottest latino that i have ever seen).  tomorrow will be.. the start of my labours, i haven't even touched my homework yet!  hopefully i don't have much.. at the moment i'm not really too sure because i don't remember a damn thing from school.  anyhoo, good luck with all your assignments, i will need luck for sure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111198343300910008?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111198343300910008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111198343300910008&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111198343300910008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111198343300910008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-layout.html' title='new layout!'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111189726904420557</id><published>2005-03-27T00:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T00:00:43.163-05:00</updated><title type='text'>jay chou - tornado 龍捲風</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;愛像一陣風&lt;br /&gt;Love is like a gust of wind&lt;br /&gt;吹完它就走&lt;br /&gt;Finished blowing, it then goes away&lt;br /&gt;這樣的節奏&lt;br /&gt;誰都無可奈何&lt;br /&gt;沒有妳以後&lt;br /&gt;我靈魂失控&lt;br /&gt;黑雲在降落&lt;br /&gt;我被它拖著走&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;靜靜悄悄默默離開&lt;br /&gt;陷入了危險邊緣&lt;br /&gt;Baby我的世界已狂風暴雨&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情來的太快就像龍捲風&lt;br /&gt;Love has come too fast just like a tornado&lt;br /&gt;離不開暴風圈來不及逃&lt;br /&gt;我不能再想&lt;br /&gt;I can't think again&lt;br /&gt;我不能再想&lt;br /&gt;I can't think again&lt;br /&gt;我不&lt;br /&gt;I can’t&lt;br /&gt;我不&lt;br /&gt;I can’t&lt;br /&gt;我不能&lt;br /&gt;I cannot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛情走的太快就像龍捲風&lt;br /&gt;Love has gone too fast just like a tornado&lt;br /&gt;不能承受我已無處可躲&lt;br /&gt;Can't bear it, I have nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;我不要再想&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to think again&lt;br /&gt;我不要再想&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to think again&lt;br /&gt;我不&lt;br /&gt;I can’t&lt;br /&gt;我不&lt;br /&gt;I can’t&lt;br /&gt;我不要再想你&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to think of you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不知不覺&lt;br /&gt;Without knowing&lt;br /&gt;你已經離開我&lt;br /&gt;You have already left me&lt;br /&gt;不知不覺&lt;br /&gt;我跟了這節奏&lt;br /&gt;後知後覺&lt;br /&gt;又過了一個秋&lt;br /&gt;後知後覺&lt;br /&gt;我該好好生活&lt;br /&gt;I should make good use of my life&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;done with.. thanks for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111189726904420557?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111189726904420557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111189726904420557&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111189726904420557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111189726904420557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/03/jay-chou-tornado.html' title='jay chou - tornado 龍捲風'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111189571072330487</id><published>2005-03-26T23:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T23:04:33.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my return</title><content type='html'>this march break has passed by soooo fast! i can't believe it's already saturday, tomorrow it will be sunday, then monday - ie homework day - then TUESDAY - ie SCHOOL! damn, there goes a week, the worst part is that i barely remember what i've done these past few days. the scariest part is that i can't wait to go back to school.. i miss everyone! a week without homework has been nice though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday i went downtown with derrick, manshun, william and matthew. it was a fun though, but it was FREEZING cold! i felt kinda bad for william because he had on this thin jacket and he kept complaining about how cold it was. we started at chinatown and walked all the way to eaton centre, i didn't buy much until we reached bluenotes. i felt so bad for william and matthew because they were the nicest people ever.. they actually sat there and waited for me while i tried on clothes. i could tell that they were dead bored though, i think i took half an hour -_-; I'M SORRY GUYS! thanks for waiting.. it was nice. i settled for two pairs of jeans and then we left to meet up with the other guys. after walking a bit more we went to a hot dog stand, and this place had the BEST FOOD! it was really cheap and it was so good, plus there was free gravy with the fries they gave us. the food was super hot which was good, because after all that walking we were DAMN cold, and the wind was blowing too strongly. after getting the hot dogs we ran to eaton center and started walking around in there. while we were at footlocker, a metal CANE fell down and hit derrick and william on the shoulders. it looked pretty painful.. it was all kinda funny at that moment because it was so random. i felt bad for the old lady who fell down and dropped it in the first place. after going downtown i went to lisa's house where we watched legally blonde and a bit of the notebook. both of them were very good movies, both of them gave me some hope in men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sunday i went to krishna's house to watch the guys play teenage mutant ninja turtles all day long. it actually looked pretty fun but i was waaaay too tired so i ended up falling asleep. after redford and kd came by to play for a bit as well. after a few more hours (of me sleeping and the guys playing) me, red and kd ended up going to eat dinner. kevin had this CRAVING for wontons, so we went to this wonton place, when we got there we realized it was closed so the guys settled for harveys. i watched them eat because i'd already eaten dinner. after dinner i went to roderick's house to play some mj. i can SAFELY say that i won money, i dunno if it was a lot, but i'm pretty sure i did well. i didn't end up getting any money though because we didn't really cash out, eventually we all ended up in roderick's room on friendster or sleeping on the ground or on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday i worked a longass shift, then went to drink bubbletea with an old friend. it was nice to talk to this person again because i'd kind of lost touch with him. we were just talking about our lives and university, a good conversation nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday i worked another longass shift, then after i went to roderick's house for his hot pot party! there were sooooo many people crowding around two small pots in the kitchen. it was amusing because it seemed like everyone was fighting for a scrap of meat. i didn't eat anything though (luckily) cuz i had something after work, plus i've never been the biggest fan of hot pot. i can't believe i haven't had kbbq at all this march break, that is a MUST-DO before tuesday comes around. kbbq is so cancerous but so good. i gotta hand it to you roderick, you throw some wild parties. after hot pot and a bit of mj/jitz, people started playing this crazy card game! it was so crazy.. there were guys kissing guys, girls kissing girls, and strangers kissing other strangers, it was uncomfortable but at the same time it was so funny lol. i think we played this game for about an hour before they FINALLY got bored of it, then more mj and jitz happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wednesday night i played hookie because i was tired of going to work everyday, i had to make up some lame excuse about how i was leaving town with my family, i don't think they believed me but it doesn't really matter! i kinda took the day off.. at night i went to krishna's house and had some of willie's WICKED mocha cheesecake, it was so good. YAY!!! willie and jess ended up going home early, but i stayed at krishna's house to watch CLOSER. when i got there they were watching "in good company", but that movie was abandoned because people kept falling asleep, lol. it was pretty damn boring for me especially because i had no idea what the hell was happening. closer was pretty good i guess, the whole timeline of the movie was strange because they jumped from like one time, to a year later, to 3 years later etc etc, but they didn't even mention it. you could only judge if time had passed by natalie portman's NUMEROUS hairstyles, she probably had like 7 different looks throughout the whole movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday i was supposed to work a 12 -5 shift, but then my bastard of a coworker called in sick so i had to go to close. ANOTHER longass shift.. aigh i am so sick of working, it's especially bad when the customers are disgruntled, COME ON IT'S eastER DUDES.. cut me some slack and stop telling me to give you a bigger scoop, SETTLE WITH MY DAMN SCOOPS. anyhoo.. after work i went to destiny with redford and kevin. in order to fit in, redford brought playing cards. he asked me "okay my clear ones or the coca cola ones?" i said the clear ones because they looked so cool! BUT THEN.. when we got there redford didn't want to play with them because he was afraid they'd be SCRATCHED.. WHAT'S THE POINT OF BUYING PLAYING CARDS IF YOU DON'T PLAY WITH THEM. hahaha.. i am KIDDING =P bleh. the line-up at destiny was so damn long, we waited a good HALF hour for a table, and when we got one it was like right beside the smoking room. i ordered this grilled salmon dinner thing, and redford and kevin ordered some drinks. they both complained that their drinks sucked crap, so i don't think they'll be going back anytime soon. i have no beef with destiny yet. after we finished our things, kevin had to drive redford home ASAP because he was gonna get in shit. i wasn't ready to go home yet! it was only midnight and the night was young. we came up with all these crazy ideas, first we started driving down brimley because i wanted to go to the bluffs, but then i got scared of the tamils and the kkk that gather there every night (i don't think i'm joking.. ), so i was like "LET'S GO TO WONDERLAND!". now i haven't seen that place for AGES, it was so crazy, i was just so excited, even though i hated working there sometimes i just miss it so much and i can't wait to go back this year. we drove by wonderland but we couldn't get too close to it cuz all the parking lots and roads were blocked off. after driving by wonderland we drove to vaughan mills, kevin did some crazy turning in the parking lot, he was obviously on crack because he thought that the mannequins in the UB window were moving. good times good times. the drive there and back was very scary because we passed by many places with no streetlights and vast farmland, it reminded me of scenes from jeepers creepers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i spent the whole day at my aunt's house, we played mj for like 10 hours. we played like 4 easts, it was pretty crazy because we "lum jong" so many damn times. there were atleast 10 rounds where no one won. i won SO MUCH money in the end though, i came out with double what i had to start with, i WON 50 BUCKS! but of course i didn't want to scam money off my own family so i didn't bother asking them for it. i didn't even win that much.. but whenever i did it was like 8 FAN! all one suit self-touch, what a sweetass night, i've never felt luckier in mj. my uncle was even MORE lucky though, cuz he ate 13 yeew twice.. it was AMAZING! i almost had 13 yeew once.. but then my dad took all four of the green destinies.. what a punkass. well regardless it was a very good night.  &lt;strong&gt;sorry i missed your birthday RYAN! if it's any consolation you are the nicest guy ever =)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my day started off kinda slow, i woke up and watched tv for the whole day until me and jo went to market village, she had to pay curry's a visit. she ended up buying some clearance soft pastels, and bristol board. damn, i've NEVER seen a girl get that excited in an art store, it was like orgasmic for her or something. after market, we decided to stop by pmall. jo suggested that we go to the arcade because it's the only place where we'd "fit in". we walked around in there for a few minutes, i ran into jay, it was nice seeing him again. later we had to leave because it was just TOO damn hot in there, on our way out we noticed the CRAZIEST DDR GUY EVER right by the entrance. he had a score of 666. SIX HUNDRED AND SIXTY SIX NIKKA, and i'm pretty sure he was on expert mode because he was going DAMN FAST and like using every limb on his body, not to mention some of those arrows on the ddr screen were unrecognizable by newbs like me. holy shiet, the craziest sight ever.. me and jo both agreed that we'd bang him (if he weren't a teeny-bopper).. but whatever.. still amazing, very cute guy.. with GREAT SKILLS. lol.. 666!!!! i was so amazed. yeah not much happened after that.. we walked around for a bit and i bought this stupid shrek 2 thing for my cell phone. it broke like 2 minutes after i bought it. sigh, now i remember why i hate pacific so much, bROKE MY HEART. all jo could do was laugh, cuz she told me not to buy it, i should have just listened to her. now i'm sitting at home, debating over whether or not i should do homework. and i know that i should because i have TONS, guess that means i'm off now. TTFN! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy crap what an epic entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111189571072330487?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111189571072330487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111189571072330487&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111189571072330487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111189571072330487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-return.html' title='my return'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11615741.post-111148122294184268</id><published>2005-03-22T03:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T04:39:03.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the great romance</title><content type='html'>a great love is a memory&lt;br /&gt;a memory is a story&lt;br /&gt;a story is a lesson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons allow learning&lt;br /&gt;learning allows mistakes&lt;br /&gt;mistakes allow regret and correction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a great romance is a lesson&lt;br /&gt;a lesson with gain and loss&lt;br /&gt;a lesson with a smile and a frown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the greatest romance will bring your life to a halt;&lt;br /&gt;a soul to your heart&lt;br /&gt;a feeling that cannot be expressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. and a love that will never be forgotten.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11615741-111148122294184268?l=thegreatromance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/feeds/111148122294184268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11615741&amp;postID=111148122294184268&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111148122294184268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11615741/posts/default/111148122294184268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thegreatromance.blogspot.com/2005/03/great-romance.html' title='the great romance'/><author><name>cheryl</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01599491739351991917</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://images14.fotki.com/v20/photos/9/968563/3876380/me-vi.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
