<?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-15695281</id><updated>2011-09-24T10:58:44.423-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my mind</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-4877066360997042498</id><published>2011-03-24T20:49:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T20:56:52.174-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome back Jon!</title><content type='html'>Haha! So my last post was like NEW YEARS!!  Guess I should step up the pace!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my new years resolutions...  let's recap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Save up enough to purchase a condo&lt;br /&gt;2)  Fix my CRX (finish the interior)&lt;br /&gt;3)  Budget my finances better&lt;br /&gt;4)  Set up a regiment for the gym (4 times a week for at LEAST 6 months)&lt;br /&gt;5)  Become a better communicator&lt;br /&gt;6)  Get my A+ certification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ongoing&lt;br /&gt;2) Waiting for warmer weather&lt;br /&gt;3) So far so good&lt;br /&gt;4) FAIL&lt;br /&gt;5) I think it's going alright... Still don't know what to say to people i've just met but at least I attempt to talk to them even if I have nothing interesting to say... Damn i'm such a boring guy...&lt;br /&gt;6) Yea iunno about this one... hahaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there has been a few major things that I would like to get done this summer.  They aren't considered a new years resolution but more like projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Repair the driveway&lt;br /&gt;2)  Redo the main bathroom in my house&lt;br /&gt;3)  Fix a Datsun 240z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have no idea how the hell I'm going to manage my time with all this as well as look for a condo but i'm pretty confident that I can do it.  It'll take a lot of work and it'll keep me busy but hey, ya gotta do what ya gotta do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my dodgeball team came in 2nd!!! Very super proud of us considering this team was just thrown together via coworkers and friends.  Unfortunately we lost to a team called GutterBallaz.  They are very coordinated and were amazing!  Kudoz to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part of the season was by far the playoffs when we totally destroyed this team that was talking smack to us a few games prior to the playoffs.  It was very rewarding to beat a team like that.  We ended up winning a best of 5 game 3-0.  I think the whole team ended up stepping up their game for that game for SURE.  Hmm I need to write an e-mail!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-4877066360997042498?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4877066360997042498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=4877066360997042498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4877066360997042498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4877066360997042498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2011/03/welcome-back-jon.html' title='Welcome back Jon!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-331708726959138058</id><published>2010-12-26T22:55:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T23:03:10.329-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Years Resolution</title><content type='html'>So i've been thinking... What kind of resolutions/goals do I want to set up for myself this coming year?  To tell you the truth, I've really only set a few goals for myself.  I'll probably add more to the list as time goes on, but technically it's called a "New Years" resolution for a reason in that you do it before the New Year.  Anyways here is my list in no particular order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  Save up enough to purchase a condo&lt;br /&gt;2)  Fix my CRX (finish the interior)&lt;br /&gt;3)  Budget my finances better&lt;br /&gt;4)  Set up a regiment for the gym (4 times a week for at LEAST 6 months)&lt;br /&gt;5)  Become a better communicator&lt;br /&gt;6)  Get my A+ certification&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are just some of the things I want to get done this year.  I think they are all pretty damn challenging so i'll be working hard next year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-331708726959138058?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/331708726959138058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=331708726959138058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/331708726959138058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/331708726959138058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2010/12/new-years-resolution.html' title='New Years Resolution'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-1726158725181905171</id><published>2010-10-18T16:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:07:38.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HIRED!</title><content type='html'>So at the end of last week I was overly excited to hear that I've been hired as an IT Help Desk Support Technician for the York Region Police.  How cool is that?  I'm going to be working for the police!!  Not too shabby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In all honestly I don't believe that this job will be my super dream job.  I highly doubt i'll be able to find that dream job now that I have this gov't job.  Why do you ask?  Well simple fact that if I stay with the police I can probably retire at the age of 60 or sooner and be well off for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any gov't job you're almost guarenteed employment unless you do something REAL stupid like hack into their servers to change the rap sheet for someone.  I mean even then you have the Union behind you and could probably cook up some idea on how you're testing the servers security.  Who knows that might get you an even better job as a security tester!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But realistically if I stay with this job i'm pretty much set.  Provided I don't piss anyone off or do anything real stupid, I should be okay.  I really don't know what my dream job would be.  Maybe i'll find it in the YRP?  I hope to move around in that area and get a bunch of certificates and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still this is a great opportunity!!  I'm the type to save for the future but not thinking so much about pension and such.  So with them constantly taking out money for my pension that i'll get back later on, is just great.  Great job security, Great pay, Not so great location but whatever i'll make do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-1726158725181905171?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1726158725181905171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=1726158725181905171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/1726158725181905171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/1726158725181905171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2010/10/hired.html' title='HIRED!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-5448162047034544484</id><published>2010-10-11T12:11:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T12:20:49.152-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Turkey Day!</title><content type='html'>Gobble Gobble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is that time of year again where people gather with friends and family to give thanks!  You can give thanks for whatever the heck you want whether it be for friends, health, family, winning the lottery, life, God, anything!  So what are YOU thankful for this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the number 1 answer to that question is going to be friends and family.  Not only am I thankful of that, but y'know one of the things i'm thankful for is actually having a job that gives me some sort of income.  It's just that in today's day and age, you can't really get around without having currency.  I say currency because i'm pretty sure people elsewhere use other things as a form of currency.  Haha i'm actually a cheap ass so I horde my money and pretty much be cheap and try and limit my adventures outdoors for which require money.  I like the fact of having the money there in case I need it for something important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-5448162047034544484?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5448162047034544484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=5448162047034544484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/5448162047034544484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/5448162047034544484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-turkey-day.html' title='Happy Turkey Day!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-873507296187942795</id><published>2010-10-07T17:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T18:17:58.101-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why you little!! Linda has shown me her blog and I kinda want to do the same now.  Monkey see, Monkey do!  I'm pretty darn sure that I will not be able to keep this up on a daily basis like her, but we will see.  Let's begin!  (by the way, check her out here &lt;a href="http://www.lady247.wordpress.com/" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;www.lady247.wordpress.com&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's new in the life of Jon?  Well, so many things have happened in the last month that this'll become a very long blog.  So let's start from the top!  Seems like an ideal place to begin a story n'est pas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month I quit my job at CAP REIT.  For all of you who don't know, it's a real estate investment trust (REIT) company that buys appartment buildings and rents them out to tenants.  One of the many questions that i'm being asked now at work is "why did you leave?".  I give a wide range of answers depending on who i'm talking to such as; not enough room to grow, money, management sucks, need to learn new things, etc.  I'm going to say that the #1 reason why I left is because I was not appreciated enough over there and taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that company behind me, I've moved on to a company called Flynn Canada.  Little did I know when I was applying for the job that one of my car buddies worked there too!  You know they're your car buddy when they recognize your car out in the parking lot.  It also helps to drive a distinctive car!  But it's been a month since i've been there and it's been great!  I feel quite welcomed and there are so many things that i've been learning!  New applications, new gadgets and gizmos, I feel like a fat kid in a candy store!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I got this job and it's in Mississauga, I felt as if I needed another car.  Not only because I don't drive my car during winter, but also because that sort of distance on my kind of car is too much.  I love my car too much to put it through that!  So, the alternative was to purchase a Honda Civic =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked it up a pretty decent 2004 Honda Civic SI, 5spd sedan with 99,000 kms on it.  Took it for a boot yesterday before dropping it off at Honda for my buddy Timmy to do a Safety and E-test on it.  Hoping to get it back today and then go to the ministry tomorrow and set it all up!  Have it driving by the weekend!  That's wishful thinking but if all goes as planned then it just MIGHT work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now last but surely not the least, about 4 months ago, I met this awesome girl!  Her name is Jess.  And for all you people who know me... SHE'S LEGAL ALRIGHT!  Seriously don't know when you guys will ever drop that Pedobear name tag that you've associated with me!  And it's not like i've ACTUALLY been a Pedobear so HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, she's a great person to be around.  She's fun, attractive, and is pretty damn cool!  It's a shame that she's still in school right now, and that her parents don't know about me yet (y'know asian moms and their daughters), and we don't get to spend that much time together, but y'know I think it just makes the times we do see each other that much more special.  It's like eating super healthy and then that one day you have a chocolate bar you're in heaven!  Needless to say I totally like this girl and am excited to see how things go in the future =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-873507296187942795?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/873507296187942795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=873507296187942795' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/873507296187942795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/873507296187942795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2010/10/why-you-little-linda-has-shown-me-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-3361347755244372873</id><published>2010-01-17T09:51:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T10:04:38.528-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jar?</title><content type='html'>So I was on facebook as always, and I saw a post by Jason.  In his blog, he wrote the story about the professor with an empty jar, golf balls, pebbles, sand and coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really like this story because it's so true!  Fill up the jar with the little things in life and you have no room for the bigger more important things in life.  After re-reading this I thought about what is important in my life and I think i'll list the more significant ones here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golf Balls:&lt;br /&gt;-  Friends&lt;br /&gt;-  Family&lt;br /&gt;-  Health&lt;br /&gt;-  Girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;-  My car!!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pebbles:&lt;br /&gt;-  Gaming&lt;br /&gt;-  Job&lt;br /&gt;-  Expanding knowledge&lt;br /&gt;-  Working out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a cheesey list.  Looks like I won't be needing a huge jar.  A small container will do just fine.  Maybe one of those tofu containers! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup as you all might know i'm pretty damn bored at work.  Hence why i'm writing in this journal =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-3361347755244372873?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3361347755244372873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=3361347755244372873' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3361347755244372873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3361347755244372873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2010/01/jar.html' title='Jar?'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-8633199416319572716</id><published>2009-12-13T09:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T10:08:03.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why???</title><content type='html'>Recent events have happened and it has come to my attention that people like to start random shit over nothing.  I don't understand the logic behind it. (if any)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time shit happened because of a comment made on facebook about a picture.  A FREAKING COMMENT!  It wasn't even that bad of a comment.  Sure it was somewhat insulting but really, trying to start something because of that?  Why?  Such an insignificant comment got you so worked up that you want to start shit.  Man, is it ever easy to tick you off then!  I could say your car is a shitbox and you'll want to start something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this type of behavior to be very immature.  Like what happens if your on the subway and someone looks at you funny, are you going to get up and say "WTF YOU LOOKING AT"  and then proceed to try and intimidate him/her more?  Seriously if that is the mentality these types of people go with, then good luck in life.  Guarenteed if you were somewhere in the states like, LA, New York, or i don't know, afghanistan or something and you said that to someone?  Buddy by the end of the day you'd probably be shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha it just dawned on me that if these types of people read what I wrote, they'd probably start shit with me!!  Oh well, whatever.  That's enough for now.  I should get back to work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-8633199416319572716?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8633199416319572716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=8633199416319572716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8633199416319572716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8633199416319572716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/12/why.html' title='Why???'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-8347261531936136643</id><published>2009-11-30T22:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:03:43.068-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Day</title><content type='html'>Another day in the life of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work work work! I've been busy at work! can you believe it? I'm usually just lounging around doing nothing.  And then WHAM! today everyone is Jon do this, Jon can you help me with this?  Meanwhile i'm doing my own shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate it when you have a co-worker who always asks you questions.  Not like super HARD questions, but like questions that can be answered by searching?  I don't know if it's because i'm getting old or what, but I find it very annoying.  Like open your eyes, and think a little with your brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of all that, I like my job right now.  Doesn't pay much but at least it's something.  Plus to me i think i have it pretty damn easy.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-8347261531936136643?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8347261531936136643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=8347261531936136643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8347261531936136643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8347261531936136643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/11/another-day.html' title='Another Day'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-1700745590225245476</id><published>2009-11-29T12:17:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:00:56.785-06:00</updated><title type='text'>True Friends</title><content type='html'>So it's yet another boring day at work.  But this time I shall write in my blog since I havn't done so in a while.  Maybe this will become a weekly routine, writing a blog every sunday since i'm typically bored shitless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The topic I've chosen to discuss today is about Friends.  Who are your true friends?  Do you know?  Some people only pretend to be your friends and others are genuinely your friends.  How would you differ between a true friend, and just a regular friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me i'm lucky to have my ring of friends.  It includes 9 people and we've been together for quite a long time.  We've sort of banded together and created this group.  Now I can say this about every one of them in there.  They are the best people in my life and I would not know what to do w/out them.  I would help any single one of them if they were in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember quite a few memorable times for almost all of them.  Someone may have gotten a flat tire and needed help (SL), Someone got too drunk and needed some.. err a LOT of help getting into their house (RH), Someone constantly gets lost (NH), Some people have had hard breakups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So getting back to the initial question, how do you define a true friend vs. a regular friend.  In my opinion there is no set rule.  Everyone characterizes friends in various ways.  This is my view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My TRUE friends are the ones that know me best and are there when I need them.  Whether it be i'm in the hospital with some sort of terminal illness and they came to spend some time with me or i've locked my keys in my car and need something to break into my own car.  They know me for who I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-1700745590225245476?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1700745590225245476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=1700745590225245476' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/1700745590225245476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/1700745590225245476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/11/true-friends.html' title='True Friends'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-1627658514005519224</id><published>2009-07-20T08:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:32:09.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update!</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Came back from Niagara yesterday!  What a great place to go to hang out.  We had lots of fun there and the golf courses there are pretty sweet!  I suck at golf but meh!  I kind of want to get into golf now but iunno!!  We'll have to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe in less than 3 weeks, my brother is getting married!!!  So epic!  Can't wait for that day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having troubles thinking what I should do today!! I think I might clean my car since it's sooo freaking dirty!  I can't stand it anymore... MUST WASH CAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have much to talk about in this post.  Haha =P  Oh well time to go eat and start my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-1627658514005519224?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1627658514005519224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=1627658514005519224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/1627658514005519224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/1627658514005519224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/07/update.html' title='Update!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-8127776627870883566</id><published>2009-06-26T00:32:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:47:19.911-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm awake! at 2:30 in the morning.  Well not really AWAKE but more like I havn't slept yet.  Going to goto bed after I write something here and cool off after my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the city is on strike.  No garbage pick ups, city parks are closed, no rec pools.  Sucks.  What are you going to do though?  People feel as if they've been wronged, the city isn't making effort to stop this so of course this is what's going to happen.  More than likely I think that the city will just throw in a "work to rule" do-hicky and say "fuck you guys, get back to work"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Michael Jackson is dead!  The King of pop is dead.  Sad to see someone like that die.  I'm very interested to know what was the cause.  OD? Heart attack? It definitely wasn't something dramatic like a gun fight.  Guess time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala what to talk about.  Oh i'm like in love with these songs I stumbled onto on youtube.  It's from this girl named Jennifer Yi.  She has a very soothing type of voice when she sings and it's so awesome.  It's not like Britany Spears singing about "If you seek amy" or whatever but they're nice songs.  If anyone has time listen to them and let me know what you think.  If i'm a sap or whatever I don't care.  Link is below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.myspace.com/jenniferyimusic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's about it for tonight.  Going to go sleep now.  Tiring day.  Gotta clean my room tomorrow and work on my resume to send out to 2 jobs!!  Hopefully I get it.  Some good cash might be involved. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-8127776627870883566?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8127776627870883566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=8127776627870883566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8127776627870883566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8127776627870883566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-awake-at-230-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-486580934856801191</id><published>2009-06-15T23:34:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T23:47:28.004-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New post! wow!</title><content type='html'>Haha! so it's been a long freaking time since i've posted anything up.  Guess it's time to start up again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrrrmmm, I think i have to check what i was rambling about last time.  Ah yes... Well onto bigger and better things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my brother is finally getting married after like 8 years of dating his girlfriend whom he has a house and dog with.  The downside to everything is that i'm the best man.  I know I know, it should be an honor but I have to plan sooooo many things!!! Bachelor party, games to play during dinner, and i'm SOOOOOOOOOOO not a presenter.  My game plan is to have a few drinks so i'm a little buzzed and then speak in front of people.  None of this "picture everyone naked" crap.  I honestly think that does NOT help what-so-ever.  I just hope I can pull it off.  The good part of this is that I dont' have a stupid time limit like in school and all i'm really doing is introducing games.  I hope everyone likes them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news.... I'm failing!!!  I had made plans for my life and so far, it's not going according to plan.  Well not in my mind.  I had hoped to have a place when i'm 25.  So that means I should be saving up for a decent down payment.  Unfortunately, that money is non-existant.  I have some tucked away, but not nearly enough to put a down payment on a place.  Mind you my job isn't paying me handsomely either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a fail.  Not only that, but i'm still at home living with my parents.  The only thing i'm gunning for is not to be a big of a fail as my sister.  She's still living here.  I won't release details but for all of you who know me, it's pretty fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other notes...  I recently came back from a visit with a good friend of mine.  We had a blast for the weekend.  Got lost a few times down in the states but we managed.  I dunno about her, but I had a great time just spending time with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My buddy also just got a promotion so congrats to him!  We went out to dinner and drinks to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully greater news will follow tomorrow as i'll be participating in a volleyball tournament with my friends.  I aim to win and bring down "Green Machine", "Bumpin", "I'd hit that", "Amir's Team".  I just need to work on my "finess" as my buddy puts it.  Apparently if there were score cards to rate our overall ability mine would be something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agility : 9&lt;br /&gt;Power: 10&lt;br /&gt;Finess: 2&lt;br /&gt;Block: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see if I can bring that point average up a little.  Haha.  Well let's see how well I can play this shooting game online while a bit buzzed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-486580934856801191?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/486580934856801191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=486580934856801191' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/486580934856801191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/486580934856801191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-post-wow.html' title='New post! wow!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-4650839375595986142</id><published>2009-03-29T23:03:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T23:14:03.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ehhh shit happens</title><content type='html'>I wonder if this philosophy that i've been following is really the right way for me.  All my life, I never get too too caught up in things that spontaneously happen.  The reason being is because I like to follow the "shit happens" philosphy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, if you made plans with people and a couple hours before the event takes place they all bail on you, sure you get angry, but y'know what.... Shit happens.  It's just natural that someone gets caught up doing something or is called in for an emergency or something.  You can't really get mad and STAY mad just because they bailed on you.  It's just stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why bother going through all the drama/greif/heartache (in some cases) when you can just shrug it off and let it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personally I think that could be one of my very downfalls when dealing with people.  Moreso when i'm in a relationship or something.  People might think that I don't care, but they're wrong.  If it's something that emotionally hurts the other person then I do care for YOU.  I'll be there for you, I don't mind, but the situation itself well "shit happens".  The thing that i've taught myself over the years is to brush it off, play it off as if nothing happened.  this has been good and bad at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good is that i've been able to keep many of my friendships.  The bad is like I stated above, people might think I don't care.  So is this trade-off really worth it?  Maybe it's just me and i'm just too nice or something.  That's quite possible.  But who knows.  I'm too freaking tired to think about anything so i'm just going to pass the fuck out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-4650839375595986142?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4650839375595986142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=4650839375595986142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4650839375595986142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4650839375595986142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/ehhh-shit-happens.html' title='Ehhh shit happens'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-8989565973986702048</id><published>2009-03-23T18:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:01:45.239-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Another one!</title><content type='html'>Time for another one of these bad boys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo excitement is in the air!!! I'm actually going to be going on a freaking TRIP!  And i'm not talking about just driving to Niagara (though it was super fun) or going to NYC (that was super cool too) but i'm actually hoping on a PLANE and going to CUBA!!!!!  This is the FIRST, well..... SECOND trip i've ever taken on a plane.  My first trip was when I was like 6 years old to San Fran.  So now, after 15+ years, i'm taking another one to CUBA!! i'm sooooooooo excited.  I wish more people could come, but shit happens right, so ya can't win them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing to note that's super awesome is that my brother is getting married!! He proposed like a few days ago!  Stupid brother didn't tell ANYONE about it prior to it happening and yeaaa was kinda cheesed that he didnt' tell me but whatever, i'll beat on him later =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is there to talk about... I could talk about some other stuff but NAHHHHHHHH haha.  That's all for now i guess!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-8989565973986702048?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8989565973986702048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=8989565973986702048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8989565973986702048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8989565973986702048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-one.html' title='Another one!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-2294877225961524263</id><published>2009-01-26T23:31:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:38:10.593-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Goal</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So i'm TOTALLY in love with this song!  I've decided that i'm going to try and create as many good/great memories so that everyone will remember me for who I am.&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Leave Out All The Rest"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed I was missing&lt;br /&gt;You were so scared&lt;br /&gt;But no one would listen&lt;br /&gt;Cause no one else cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my dreaming&lt;br /&gt;I woke with this fear&lt;br /&gt;What am I leaving&lt;br /&gt;When I'm done here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[End Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;I've taken my beating&lt;br /&gt;I've shared what I made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm strong on the surface&lt;br /&gt;Not all the way through&lt;br /&gt;I've never been perfect&lt;br /&gt;But neither have you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you're asking me&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[End Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting&lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my time comes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the wrong that I've done&lt;br /&gt;Help me leave behind some&lt;br /&gt;Reasons to be missed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't resent me&lt;br /&gt;And when you're feeling empty&lt;br /&gt;Keep me in your memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;Leave out all the rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgetting&lt;br /&gt;All the hurt inside&lt;br /&gt;You've learned to hide so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending&lt;br /&gt;Someone else can come and save me from myself&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;br /&gt;I can't be who you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-2294877225961524263?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/2294877225961524263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=2294877225961524263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/2294877225961524263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/2294877225961524263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-goal.html' title='New Goal'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-3231503015715191018</id><published>2008-12-25T19:02:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T19:05:43.587-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CHRISTMAS TIME!</title><content type='html'>It's Christmas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by so fast!!! I feel like my better days are now behind me =( ahh the joys of getting older.. haha =P   But yet another christmas has passed, a lot of eating this year, and a bunch of gifts! not for me but for everyone else =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's the best time of the year to share with your friends and family! always fun to have a gathering of everyone even if it is just for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wonder if i should go boxing day shopping.. hmmm i COULD, but then i probably won't.  Nothing I really want to buy.  Plus since I do not MAKE that much... its pretty shitty.  lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wish everyone a merry christmas and i'll write back for the new year! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-3231503015715191018?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3231503015715191018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=3231503015715191018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3231503015715191018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3231503015715191018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-time.html' title='CHRISTMAS TIME!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-6485745224518778411</id><published>2008-10-08T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T21:02:37.059-06:00</updated><title type='text'>my change jug</title><content type='html'>Just to commemorate the birth of my coin jug!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started it today soooooo I will use this post as a guide on how long it will take to fill up my jug full of coins =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-6485745224518778411?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6485745224518778411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=6485745224518778411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/6485745224518778411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/6485745224518778411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-change-jug.html' title='my change jug'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-3912363396266928864</id><published>2008-10-03T11:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T11:50:18.882-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day has come!</title><content type='html'>So it's another day of my life, and i'm currently in class listenning to this guy drone on and on about ERP systems and shit.  Kinda boring if you ask me because he is very monotoned.  Oh well whatever! So what's new with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely nothing!! haha! my life has become quite routine.  I goto work at a certain time and get home and then do whatever afterwards.  I can't find much time for myself anymore!  I have one day off where I can do whatever and i'm usually busy doing things for other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to make time for myself.  It's getting to the point that I just want to go chill somewhere and not think about anything.  Maybe i should go cruising somewhere far with my car for a day and go and come back.  Damn if only i had won that 35 million! that'd be awesome!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would still be here in class but i'd have a lot more things on my mind.. haha like what to buy, where i should buy a house, what cars i should buy, and more =)  sooo sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'll go bak to paying attention in class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-3912363396266928864?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3912363396266928864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=3912363396266928864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3912363396266928864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3912363396266928864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-day-has-come.html' title='A new day has come!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-7312936995393291738</id><published>2008-07-12T18:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T18:55:52.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wowzaaaa i'm still alive!! Guess it isn't TOO bad but I mean just working for 9 days straight full time is kinda crazy sometimes.  I'm hanging in there though.  It's kinda sad to say that the only thing i'm looking forward to is drinking and socializing at a bar with some friends.  Talk about emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, hopefully soon enough i'll be adding to my schedule and going to the gym.  I'm in dire need to get back into shape.  I feel like i'm a big fat slob who does nothing but work, sleep, eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i'll be making a bit more money this week.  Then come september and i'll have to blow it all on the last remaining courses I have left.  Then off to the real world and work work work.  As a matter of fact, a co-worker of mine gave me some good advice.  She told me that I should go out and live my life to the fullest because in the end, you're going to end up (hopefully) with a house, kids, work, and then you won't have time to do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh well, onto different topics!  I think that i'm becomming more and more outgoing than I usually am.  Reason being i'm actually starting to get the hang of speaking to people who are not TOTAL strangers but you sort of have a sense of who they are.  I don't know if that makes sense, but it does to me.  I'm quite proud of myself for that =)  Hopefully this will lead to future meetings with like customers/spouces/business partners =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see though, right now i think i'm going to go plan an outting with people =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-7312936995393291738?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7312936995393291738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=7312936995393291738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/7312936995393291738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/7312936995393291738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/wowzaaaa-im-still-alive-guess-it-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-3981517504191545183</id><published>2008-07-06T07:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T08:16:08.481-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm tired</title><content type='html'>As the title dictates, i'm tired.  I'm currently at work and it is 9:30 on a sunday morning.  I guess I shouldn't really be complaining because this is my regular shift and I guess it is my fault for going out last night for so long.  But what are you going to do.  We all do it yet we all complain about it so it's my turn!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to a Salsa Club yesterday night.  Quite a unique experience.  Do I remember the moves?  Why yes! yes I do.  Give  me about a week or so and i'll probably forget it. =P But overall I found it was pretty cool.  Good choice Linda!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the club we went to grab some mcdonalds and headed to Mike's house to play with Emu for a bit.  I was kinda drained so I went downstairs to take a 15 min power nap.  After which I just went home.  Wke up today and drove downtown to this place.  I'm contemplating actually sleeping here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have some work to do so i can prepare myself for the following hell week that i'm about to have.  Good thing is, is that i'm working maybe 47? or 49 hours at this downtown place this week alone so that means that i'm going to be making MAD money on the next paycheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That reminds me, I should do my time sheet.  and then calculate how much i'm going to get paid! WOOT WOOT!! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-3981517504191545183?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3981517504191545183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=3981517504191545183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3981517504191545183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3981517504191545183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-tired.html' title='I&apos;m tired'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-8080736234809600658</id><published>2008-07-02T00:25:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T00:27:59.382-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New family member!</title><content type='html'>ok so Mike and Linda got a puppy!!! Welcome to the family Emu!! =D haha I just realized his name would be Emu Wu.. haha that's freaking awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a cute puppy! mixed breed of golden retriever and a husky! But this one has white fur! and it's sooooo soft! so great =) he's still learning to walk and go pee/poo in the right spots but he's learning!! =D i'm going to teach him tricks =D like ATTACK ahhah or speak or something.. hehe =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And um yaa tha'ts all for now! fun gao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-8080736234809600658?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8080736234809600658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=8080736234809600658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8080736234809600658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8080736234809600658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/07/new-family-member.html' title='New family member!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-6976224175841614096</id><published>2008-06-30T09:13:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T09:18:00.863-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Boiler</title><content type='html'>Waaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;Oooooohhhh. &lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm'a do everything myself, &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could use some help, &lt;br /&gt;But hell, if you want somethin' done right? &lt;br /&gt;You got to do it yourself. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe life is up and down&lt;br /&gt;My life's been what to now? &lt;br /&gt;I crawled up your butt from hell. &lt;br /&gt;And that's when things got turn around. &lt;br /&gt;You used be alive, now you feel pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;But now I get it, &lt;br /&gt;What's done is done, &lt;br /&gt;Just leave it alone, and don't regret. &lt;br /&gt;Sometime- something- turn in-to dumb thing. &lt;br /&gt;And that's when you put your foot down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? &lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? &lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm going to do everything myself.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could use some help, &lt;br /&gt;But hell, if you want somethin' done right? &lt;br /&gt;You just do it yourself. (got it?) &lt;br /&gt;Maybe life is up and down. &lt;br /&gt;But my life's been what to now? (got it?) &lt;br /&gt;I crawled up your butt from hell. (got it?) &lt;br /&gt;And that's when shit got turn around. (got it?) &lt;br /&gt;You used be alive, now yo so pathetic. &lt;br /&gt;But now I get it, &lt;br /&gt;What's done is done, &lt;br /&gt;I know, you just LEAVE IT ALONE, and don't regret. &lt;br /&gt;Sometime- Somethings- turn into dumb things. &lt;br /&gt;And that's when you put your foot down. (your foot down) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? &lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? &lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? &lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? &lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depending on you is done. (is done) &lt;br /&gt;Giving to you is done. &lt;br /&gt;No more reasons, no sleeping, no living, &lt;br /&gt;It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done) &lt;br /&gt;Depending on you is done. (is done) &lt;br /&gt;Giving to you is done. (is done) &lt;br /&gt;No more reasons, no sleeping, no living, &lt;br /&gt;It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done) &lt;br /&gt;But hiding from you IS DONE. (is done) &lt;br /&gt;But lying from you is done. &lt;br /&gt;No more reasons, no sleeping, no living, &lt;br /&gt;It's all just what giving to you and I'm done. (and I'm done) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? &lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? &lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;Why did I have to go and meet somebody like you? &lt;br /&gt;Why do you have to go and hurt somebody like me? &lt;br /&gt;How could you do somebody like that, &lt;br /&gt;You know that I'm never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why? &lt;br /&gt;WHY? &lt;br /&gt;(you've been some (???)) &lt;br /&gt;WHY? &lt;br /&gt;WHY? &lt;br /&gt;WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? &lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rock songs are sooo good when you're unhappy/angry.  They just have that ability to channel out that anger/unhappiness into your singing.  I suggest for people to take out your anger/unhappiness by just singing a rock song that you know!! At the top of your lungs! =D  Linking park is a great band to sing to too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-6976224175841614096?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/6976224175841614096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=6976224175841614096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/6976224175841614096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/6976224175841614096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/06/boiler.html' title='Boiler'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-4314048529329306002</id><published>2008-06-26T20:48:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T20:58:13.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*yawn* i'm pretty tired right now and it's only what 11pm.  Guess i'm getting old!! haha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm pretty cheesed that I wasn't able to fix a few problems on my car that kept annoying me.  I thought I had fixed them on my initial test run but when I actually went to work, they re-occured.  Really sucks.  I honestly think someone threw a penny into my exhaust that's why it's rattling.  Friggin hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently sitting on the floor of my room isn't that wise of an idea.  My ass is hurting.  Plus it is very messy on my floor.  I should REALLY clean up my room and sell some of these parts I have laying around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So nothing much to report today, just my failed attempts at fixing my car have well... failed.  Oh i took more pictures of my car!! they're on facebook =D  But that's all for today.  No ranting for me today =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-4314048529329306002?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4314048529329306002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=4314048529329306002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4314048529329306002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4314048529329306002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/06/yawn-im-pretty-tired-right-now-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-4928822725354385063</id><published>2008-06-23T09:39:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T09:52:48.782-06:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>Oh what a sad sorrowful day.  Unfortunately a friends family member has passed on early this morning.  I wasn't close to that person personally but because of the friendship I share with my friends I do feel hurt kind of like i'm sharing in their pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This endeavor brings me back thinking about the grandmother I lost last last winter.  But that was more filled with anger than sorrow because of the relationship I have with the majority of my uncles and aunts.  Also the fact that the funeral was held in Taiwan did not really permit me to get up and go attend.  But regardless, thinking back to when my cousin and I were young, all the sunday trip up to see my grandma in newmarket is very memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, we can't change the past or anything.  We can only look forward and cherish the life we have with our family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you feel better!  Don't worry we'll all be there for you! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-4928822725354385063?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4928822725354385063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=4928822725354385063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4928822725354385063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4928822725354385063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='=('/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-5237262876852238331</id><published>2008-06-21T00:07:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:21:45.140-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>Haha Last published journal was Feb 08! wow it's now June.  Probably a good solid 4 months since i've last written anything.  I'll try and update more often.  Even though I don't think anyone ever reads these except for me when i'm super bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways i'm waiting to cool down from my shower so i'll just write stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I found out today that someone I know hooked up! Good for them!  I think i'm totally becomming one of those guys who is searching for that one person to spend their life with.  Actually come to think of it i've been doing that for a while now.  But not counting the years i've spent since my last up till now but even before that.  I guess i'm just more of a relationship kinda guy don't you agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that drives me bonkers sometimes is why do we have relationships?  I mean we hear from friends, family, co-workers, or even people on the street complaining about their bf/gf/spouce and such but is it really worth it?  I think this is one of those questions that will never be answered because there is so much controversy in the matter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder where I stand on this subject matter.  From my previous paragraph you'd think i'm against it saying that it's bad because it's complicated and such.  But I think due to who I am and such, i'd have to say that it is possible to have love overcome many obstacles in a relationship.  Guess that's the optimistic side of me talking there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh that brings up something else to ramble about!  This totally relates to me and I do believe that i've talked to someone about this too.  But WHY oh WHY do nice guys always finish last?  That is the question.  I consider myself to be a nice guy though I wouldn't say i'm the perfect gentleman but i'm pretty nice for the most part.  So why is it that nice guys who do the right thing when the time comes always come in dead last.  While others who aren't so nice somehow find themselves higher than these nice guys.  This has always confused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many questions, no answers in my head that i'm satisfied with.  Oh well, what can I say, the world ain't perfect and neither am I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-5237262876852238331?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5237262876852238331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=5237262876852238331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/5237262876852238331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/5237262876852238331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/06/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-1407149393330230795</id><published>2008-02-17T14:57:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T15:11:18.915-06:00</updated><title type='text'>French</title><content type='html'>Well I blame Iris for this.  I saw her post a french post on facebook so i'm going to try and post one myself! here I go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alors, Aujourd'hui est dimanche et je suis entrain de travailler sur un project pour l'ecole.  Il y a probablement 30% que je dois faire avant 10pm aujourd'hui.  Alors ca veux dire que j'ai environ 6 heures pour teminer ceci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cette semaine est la semaine pour "lire".  Je ne sais pas la proper term mais c'est ca en anglais.  haha.  J'ai beaucoup de travail a faire.  J'ai deux examain apres cette semaine et je n'ai pas lu aucun pages dans ces livres.  ET pour faire ceci plus mauvais, j'iras a Wasaga cette semain.  J'y vas vendredi et je vais retourner dimanche.  Ce n'est pas bien que je suis un peux malade.  Ma gorge fais du mal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vous savez quoi?  Apres que j'ecris tout ca, j'ai realizer que mon francais est tres mouvais!  J'en ai besoin d'aller a un autre classe de francais.  Peut-etre je vais aller parler avec Mr. Ward a ACI pour ameliorer mon francais.  Ou je peux y va a france ou montreal.  =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Hier, j'avais un bon journer =)  Meme si j'etais au travaille, mais c'etais un bon journer.  J'etais tres content parce qu'il y avait les personnes au travaille que je pourai parler n'import quoi avec.  Hahaha je ment.  C'etait bien parce qu'il y a un personne que j'aime qui travaillait en meme temps que moi.  Pensez-vous qu'elle va lire ceci?  ca va etre tres drolle si oui.  Alors, oui... je n'as pas rien d'autre de dire, alors, je vais continuer a travailler sur mon projet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-1407149393330230795?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/1407149393330230795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=1407149393330230795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/1407149393330230795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/1407149393330230795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/02/french.html' title='French'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-4869115094435992891</id><published>2008-02-08T01:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T01:16:06.897-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what i'm doing anymore....</title><content type='html'>Blah! Why is this weighing on my mind so heavily.  I'm so overthinking these things.  It just pisses me off how I do these things.  Like right now I know i'm overthinking.  It's just frustrating because it's hard for me to like sit back and let everything be.  It's probably because i've been sitting back watching the world go by for so long that I am now making an effort to try and change it.  Turn in around and make the world change in a way to help me.  It's like putting your foot down in a small trench with water flowing.  You want to stop the water from flowing or at least slow it down a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, maybe it's time to take my foot out of the water because all i'm doing is just getting wet.  It's not like i'm doing anything that benefits anyone really.  Just causing a delay in the flow of things.  Perhaps I should take my friends advice and just "play it chill".  Just sit back, relax, and just watch the clouds go by and not even look at the trench.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-4869115094435992891?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/4869115094435992891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=4869115094435992891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4869115094435992891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/4869115094435992891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-know-what-im-doing-anymore.html' title='I don&apos;t know what i&apos;m doing anymore....'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-7745695162050193400</id><published>2008-01-27T02:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T02:41:26.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's weird how some people can act like their your friend but then all of the sudden not be one.  I dislike people who deceive others into thinking you're their friend but in reality you're just using them as your pawns in some game of chess.  It is so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been told that the people in your life that will ultimately be with you for life are those you meet in highschool.   Boy is that ever true.  Of course i've met other friends at Uni, but the thing is, you don't share the same bond with them as those in high school.  In high school you see them practically every day or every other day.  You get to know them and their true character.  Here in Uni, you only see them once a week, MAYBE twice if you're lucky.  You don't get the time to build a relationship/friendship with them.  It totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to continue on with the rest of this but unfortunately where I want to head with this will take hours of writing.  Unfortunatly i'm quite tired as hell and I do not want to stay up that late to write about it.  Espeically since it's mostly about me.  Maybe some other day people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-7745695162050193400?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7745695162050193400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=7745695162050193400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/7745695162050193400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/7745695162050193400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-weird-how-some-people-can-act-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-7644619272354045733</id><published>2007-11-05T15:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T15:36:13.685-06:00</updated><title type='text'>O boy depression</title><content type='html'>Today i'm so depressed.  Woke up early and started the day off in class, only to realize when I got there that I didn't do the stupid lab for last week.  Went through class half asleep but that's normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was excited to call my buddy's shop to see if my car was done.  Found out that he couldn't do the exhaust system for me.  That sucked some royal ass so now I have to find some other place to do my exhaust system.  Horribleness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to AJ to see if he could find me places and he did, but it costs 3 bills for a quality exhaust system.  Or I could go with an aluminized piping.  AND my alignment is off which is no surprise but blah.  And while driving it home from my buddy's shop I hear a loud ass banging on my passenger side when I go over bumps.  Fuck.  I don't know what the fuck that could be.  I assume it's the shocks/coils but I don't know.  I got mike to look at these shock/coils for me.  just get me a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to top it all off.  I have like a shitload of assignments and projects due for the next could of weeks.  I'm going to die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-7644619272354045733?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7644619272354045733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=7644619272354045733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/7644619272354045733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/7644619272354045733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/11/o-boy-depression.html' title='O boy depression'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-8898600777075537121</id><published>2007-10-13T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T19:01:49.598-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely weekend</title><content type='html'>Oh boy... So this is what it feels like to have no friends around.  Pretty shitty if you ask me.  Everyone is up in Montreal at SCP probably partying their hearts out.  I could've gone but I had school and work.  Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How might you ask am I spending my time?  Well i'm on the computer chatting with people and i'm feeling pretty tired actually.  Yesterday I went to work downtown and had to wake up at around 6am.  Worked until around 5pm and then went straight to school.  Mind you it was pretty fun driving around the higher end cars.  But the amount of pain I had afterwards in my feet was horrible!  I could barely keep my balance on the subway as it was moving.  Thank goodness after 3 stops I got a seat.  I would not have lasted the whole trip back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this time my money for this job isn't going to take like a month to get to me.  LoL Yaaa that's right Joe!! I WANT MY MONEY! haha =P  S'all good though, he's an awesome boss to have.  Such a joker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I talk about.  Oh, I might be getting my sunroof plug tomorrow =) Horray! Just the plug though, then afterwards I have to find the brackets, silicone and rivets to mount the damn thing.  Oh and possibly drill bits too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to drive my car.  I'm itching to drive the beast.  I took it for a spin the other day and it was so much fun.  Scared me quite a bit but fun nonetheless.  I need to figure out how to get the clutch to engage sooner rather than later.  Perhaps a different clutch cable is in order?  I don't know.  I should post that up on a web site to see what people say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i'm tired, I think i'll just do something calming and then maybe goto sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-8898600777075537121?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8898600777075537121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=8898600777075537121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8898600777075537121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8898600777075537121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/10/lonely-weekend.html' title='Lonely weekend'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-3226914843454995889</id><published>2007-08-19T11:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T12:00:48.722-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I have to get this out</title><content type='html'>People bug me.  You know the type that go "oh ya, don't worry i'll come" and then show up like 2-3 hours later?  Ya, those people bug me.  Especially when I know they aren't doing anything.  Just that they're lazy to drag their ass out.  I think I myself have done that a few times but definitely not on a consistent basis.  It's just very very annoying.  If you say that you'll come and help, fine, but be prepared and come when you say you'll come.  If you're just popping by then don't say you're comming over to help.  Just simply say, oh i'm going to come by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, just my little spazz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-3226914843454995889?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/3226914843454995889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=3226914843454995889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3226914843454995889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/3226914843454995889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-have-to-get-this-out.html' title='I have to get this out'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-5098707367865318656</id><published>2007-08-15T19:23:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2007-08-15T19:52:29.464-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It will never end</title><content type='html'>I think i'm going to rant about my car at the moment.  And stick on topic unlike my other ones which deviate from topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically i'm kind of peeved that my radiator does not fit in without me buying more parts.  I should have researched this more in the beginning but I was too focused on the bling bling.  So now, I have to spend another $400 on this other car part.  Oh boy is it going to be fun paying for all of this.  I've already calculated that it would probably cost me another $800 to get the car in decent shape.  Like I mean if i just want it to run with some parts missing, it'll probably be another $500.  But to get things the way I want to (minus the sunroof) it will be instead $800.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was curious yesterday how much i've spent so far on this car.  I'm over my budget.  Before taking on this project, I wanted to build this car with 10K I do believe i'm 2-3k over that limit.  Maybe i'll make a list of everything on this just to figure it out once and for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Car #1 =                                       $700&lt;br /&gt;Car #2 =                                       $1300&lt;br /&gt;Paint =                                          $170 (including misc. parts and paint and such)&lt;br /&gt;Windshield =                                $250&lt;br /&gt;CF hood and Fluidyne Rad =     $900&lt;br /&gt;Engine =                                       $4500&lt;br /&gt;Wiring Conversion Harness =   $220&lt;br /&gt;Shift linkages =                           $240&lt;br /&gt;ECU =                                           $150&lt;br /&gt;HIDs =                                         $180&lt;br /&gt;Engine Mounts =                        $500&lt;br /&gt;Traction Control Bar =               $410&lt;br /&gt;Other Parts I need to buy =     $800&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grand Total  =                            $10320&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not even the whole thing. I still need to get it certified, e-test, exhaust, custom welding, licence plate.  All that is probably going to cost me another what... $300-$400.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not WAY over my limit, but I would've liked to be less than my limit.  If I hadn't made the mistake of buying my frist CRX, I would be almost dead even with my amount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what can you do y'know.  I love working on car.  But this one is for myself.  To put my pride and joy.  I can confidently say "I built this".  I just hope that the car will treat me the same way and last me a couple of years. &lt;br /&gt;We'll see what is in store for us in a couple of weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-5098707367865318656?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/5098707367865318656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=5098707367865318656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/5098707367865318656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/5098707367865318656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/08/it-will-never-end.html' title='It will never end'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-8775504553600858452</id><published>2007-07-30T20:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:26:12.818-06:00</updated><title type='text'>O mannnn</title><content type='html'>Yaaa I definitely hate this new blogger...  These features are unneccesary.  Switching to "gmail" account is just stupid.  Why the hell would we want to do that? Is this blogspot now owned by google or something?  Like frig.  There's absolutely no point in this and I for one am pissed off with this fucking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, on to business.  Just finished a great weekend with friends.  Went to Wasaga beach and we just had loads of fun.  At least I enjoyed it.  We also went to eat after we had arrived home from Wasaga.  It's funny, as I looked around the table at dinner, I feel that we are more than just friends, but infact just a great big family.  Course there was like 1 or 2 people missing, but that's not the point.  The point of the matter is that this group has turned into something more.  And I feel as if i'm very fortunate to have each an every one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, that's nuff said.  It would appear that it's common for some people to think that i'm younger than I am.  Mainly due how I speak and act.  I'm not sure exactly if this is a good thing or a bad thing.  I honestly think it's good trait to be more kid like because most adults are all sorta stiff.  I like to have fun.  Making work or some task fun is a lot easier to do than if it were dull.  At least you're able to enjoy something you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for jumping all over the place but it makes me wonder how some businesses are businesses.  I've been waiting about 2-3 weeks for my engine mounts, and everytime i've called them, he's said to me, "I've called the supplier and they said they'll get it to me next week." Like honestly, how the FUCK do you have a customer waiting for so long?? This is probably the last time i'm going to order something from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my car done! =(  I'm so pissed off at myself for having to wait so long.  It really bugs me to have this thing unfinished.  I want to drive it.  I want to make it work.  I want to be able to say "I built that".  UGH.  I want to RACE too... fuck.  Tired of all these fucking fobs ricing out their cars.  I want to put them in their place.  Look over my shoulder to them, and say "HA SUCKA! MY SHIT BEATS YOURS! BETTER ASK MOMMY AND DADDY FOR A FASTER CAR BIOTCH!"  That'll be fun.  Maybe i should just GO to pmall and show off to those fuckers, then speed off. haha =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! on my way home from work, I raced this chick.  Too bad she was driving an automatic car with her friend in it.  I'm not sure exactly what car it was since it was always behind me, but i THINK it was a 3.2 TL.&lt;br /&gt;That little race though was a bit scary.  I found out that if I floor it in first, my car moves from side to side a little.  And since I have no power steering, the wheel turns.  Guess I'll have to get used to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright well.. I have to shower and get ready for bed.  Got work tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-8775504553600858452?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8775504553600858452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=8775504553600858452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8775504553600858452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8775504553600858452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/o-mannnn.html' title='O mannnn'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-8659690017964378021</id><published>2007-07-11T20:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T20:21:32.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm</title><content type='html'>Now i remember why I havn't written in this stupid thing in so long.  It's because they decided to incorporate this google shit into this and making me do all this extra stuff that is absolute bullshit.  Stupid blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I think i'm going to try and type with my eyes closed simply because my eyes hurt.  It seems like it's been a long day though.  Let's recap what happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I wake up to my cell phone ringing.  It's Cap Reit.  My friend is asking me to come in on monday and work.  Sure, fine, more money for me, just a bitch of a time to get there and back and then goto acura for more work.  Joy.  But money is money.  Wish I won the lottery so that i don't need to do this 2 job shit.  Instead just work a good part time job and get the money from the lottery.  Bah.  Wishful thinking there Jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after that I went downstairs to see what food is around.  Nothing good to eat so I decide to wait for my mom to cook Spaghetti.  As i'm waiting I get restless and so i go outside to start on my mini project of fixing my fender for the CRX.  took me probably about 3-4 hours to get the damn thing off and on.  Mind you it probably took 20 mins to move and engine and another 20 to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to work.  Work was alright, usually what I do at work is create a goal for myself to meet.  and once I meet the goal I stop working.  So today's goal was to wash the MDX's at the front.  Did that and i finished at 8:30 so i ddi shit all for 30 mins =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm at home, and i'm quite exhausted.  My eyesight is kinda bad right now and they're kinda tired still.  Hence the reason why i'm typing with my eyes closed.  O well.  Maybe i'll call it an early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are other things i'd probably like to rant about... but i'll probably just put that in the journal that only I know of.  =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-8659690017964378021?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/8659690017964378021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=8659690017964378021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8659690017964378021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/8659690017964378021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/07/hmmm.html' title='Hmmm'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-7035995507850495892</id><published>2007-04-01T19:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T19:30:38.963-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well... in time of stress, axiety and everything, i'm on this writting a note about it.  And here goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, So i've calculated what i'm going into the exam with.  And they're looking alright I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITM430 = 70%&lt;br /&gt;ITM410 = Right now... i'm around 70% with some assumptions&lt;br /&gt;ITM605 = O boy this one is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;MKT530 = 70%&lt;br /&gt;PSY707 = 60% but i still have 50% of my final mark to get so i'm not dead in the water yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite surprised at the percentile that i've managed to achieve for this semester.  I want to keep it in this range.  A 70% is what i definitely need.  I've been constantly aiming for 70% my whole life, simply because 80% is simply unattainable for myself.  In my whole life, i'm managed to get an average of 80% once.  Every other time it's been high 70's.  I plan on keeping this tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time to get back to studying.  If I want that 70% goal to be achieved, gotta start by doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-7035995507850495892?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/7035995507850495892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=7035995507850495892' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/7035995507850495892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/7035995507850495892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/04/exam-time.html' title='Exam time!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-117116128378738838</id><published>2007-02-10T19:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T20:34:43.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Procastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heeyyy it's another entry from you know who! Now i'm really bored right now and i'm procastinating by writting in this journal.  I just don't feel like studying at the moment.  So, here I am just writting in my journal.  I have no real clue about what to write about but here goes anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.  Here's an update on my car situation.  It's burning a hole in my wallet.  Like a big ass hole that i'm frantically trying to sew back together.  I bought my engine about a week and a bit ago and damn that was a lot of money.  But hey, hopefully it'll be worth it.  Most forums that i've visited kept telling people that the Integra Type R motor is a waste of money when you can just get a regular GSR motor and pump that one up.  I figure, what the hell, go big or go home.  I love that motto.  It's one that i've stuck with for most of my decisions (i.e. my computer).  Now that I look back on it.  I think that building that computer was a waste of money.  But it was good knowledge to have gained.  Plus it gave me time to spend with my dad.  I love building things with my dad.  Or repairing things that i've broken with my dad.  I don't know the exact reason why it's so much fun doing things like that with him, but I have a feeling it has to do with his knowledge and his thinking process.  It's one of the traits that I admire about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to my car.  Hopefully i'll be able to fit that stock motor in there.  I'm just afriad that the engine mounts will be mnisalligned and the engine won't fit right in.  I've just got to do more research in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, let's see.  School is being gay as usual.  Midterms are comming up and projects and assignments.  I'm sorta glad that the engine is going to take about a month to get here.  At least then I have some time to myself to concentrate on school instead of focussing on my car.  I'm glad that my parents taught me how to prioritize.  Otherwise i'd probably be failing right now.  With all these other distractions and everything.  Things like School, Car, Jobs etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I know what'll probably be fun!  I'll talk about the holiday that is approaching!  Good ol' Valentines day.  The day created by marketing people to fill the gap between New years and Easter (unless i'm forgetting a holiday in there.)  I guess this year i'll experience valentines day being single and also look at it from a more mature point of view.  All the other times i've been either too young or in a relationship to really care how single people felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had some things to say about this holiday but now i've forgotten.  Well maybe not exactly about the holiday itself but more like people in general.  Namely girls, but I can't remember what it was.  Though I am reminded of something someone told me before that I found funny yet pretty true.  "A happy life is a happy wife."  Basically, in order for a guy to have a happy life, you have to have a happy wife.  Which means doing things for her and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I know what I can talk about.  Friendships!  Seems to me like i've been lacking in some lately.  But to me it seems like friends are harder to come by these days.  It's hard enough for me to strike up a conversation with someone, let alone be friends with them and get to know them.  I think I was doing some survey or something and it asked if I would've prefered 10 acquaintances or 2 good friends.  I chose 2 good friends.  Why might you ask?  Well simply because I'd rather have 2 friends that you know, KNOW me.  Two people who aren't just pretending but are REAL friends.  As oppose to 10 people who just know you, and just hang out with you every once in a while.  I don't know, that's just my two cents on things.  And I think i've wasted enough time writting this so i'm off to studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-117116128378738838?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/117116128378738838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=117116128378738838' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/117116128378738838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/117116128378738838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/02/procastination.html' title='Procastination'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116986746068435904</id><published>2007-01-26T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-26T21:11:00.696-06:00</updated><title type='text'>VENTING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay.  I am SO FUCKING PISSED OFF AT BROWN WOMEN.  They are THE WORST people to deal with when troubleshooting computer problems.  They are fucking stupid, slow, retarded, don't listen, can't follow instructions and are just plain old DUMB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking dumb bitches.  You either need to learn how to manuver a computer PROPERLY and know what the fuck a start menu is and what the fuck right click means or learn how to speak fucking english you fucking tards.  If you want troubleshooting in your own language, fucking go back to where you came from you ugly fat cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't fucking bitch at me saying "OH YOU DELETED IT, YOU LOCKED ME OUT" BLAH BLAH BLAH.  FUCK YOU! I already fucking said that I didn't touch my computer!  And when you say "My AS400 isn't there"  USUALLY that means that you can't see it.  NOT that you can't log onto it.  If you can't log onto it then SAY THAT you fucking cow.  Don't say "my AS400 isn't there! You did it!"  How the FUCK did I magically make your fucking Icon dissapear?  YOU DUMB COW!  And when i'm telling you to do something.  LISTEN! Don't fucking keep saying "I call you guys everyday and a different person keeps saying this and that"  Listen, I don't fucking care about your issues with my co-workers.  That's beef between you and them, not me.  Bitching to me about it only pisses me off more and frustrates us BOTH and we BOTH can't do our jobs properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so close to losing it today.  SO close.  I was going to fucking bitch at her and hang up.  Fucking cow.  Congradulations, you're one of the only people who've actually managed to get me so fucking worked up.  Asshole.  Fucking go back to wherever the fuck you came from.  Like the fucking toilet where shit belongs.  Fuck, I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116986746068435904?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116986746068435904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116986746068435904' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116986746068435904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116986746068435904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/01/venting.html' title='VENTING'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116942875042457238</id><published>2007-01-21T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:19:10.440-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good ol' times</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, has it really been that long?  2 weeks have passed since my last post.  Wow.  Seems like a lot longer.  A whole lot has happened since then.  So many things I can barely remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for starters, my parents are back from Taiwan.  It's nice having them back in some ways, and in others, it just isn't that great.  LoL.  I miss my freedom to do what I wanted when I wanted.  Oh well, that nightmare will soon become a reality soon enough.  Yes I said nightmare and most of you are probably thinking why the hell I said nightmare when I just said it was so good.  Well, the reason for that is simple.  Most likely the next time i'll be able to have that sort of freedom is when i've moved out.   Which means  bills bills bills!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what other things are new?  Nothing really.  My brother just got a promotion about a week ago so we went out and celebrated.  Dinner on him of course =).   That was a pretty cool night.  Had lots of fun, and laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else what else.  Oh... my CRX project is moving along very slowly.  I don't know why my motivation keeps slipping.  I'm so pumped to do it one day, and the next it's like it's gone.  It's horrible.  I think it's some kind of genetic thing going on in my body that all my family has but i'm trying to fight it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side to this, my engine will probably be comming in a months time! How awesome is that!!! =D  i'm so happy for that.   And I do believe that's all I can remember right now.  Haha, So I think i'm gonna go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116942875042457238?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116942875042457238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116942875042457238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116942875042457238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116942875042457238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-ol-times.html' title='Good ol&apos; times'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116770640179304726</id><published>2007-01-01T20:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:53:21.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW YEARS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The new year has come and it's time to get one of my resolutions into gear.  I've decided to write in this thing at least once a week.  Also, i'm going to try and not use slang in this blog either.  Wonder how long this will last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terrible start for the new years.  Roughly 2 hours after the stroke of midnight, I pulled one of the stupidest things i've ever done in my life.  The first stupidest thing i've done while on this earth was probably starting a fight with someone back in SAM.  The second stupidest things that i've done in my life are expressing my anger towards a wall and probably permanantely injured my right knuckles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what happened?  Well simply put, I left a party without telling anyone I was leaving and I had some alcohol to drink.  Was I drunk? No.  Was I tipsy? A little bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So this is my perspective of the whole thing.  I was talking with Nigel at the time and he mentioned to me how Linda was mad.  I asked him if he knew who/what she was mad at and I thought it was at me.  So after that conversation I went to find Linda.  I asked her if she was mad at me and she brings me to a chair and tells me to wait.  I took that as a brush off.  So at that point I was nearly convinced that she was mad at me.  So I went and sat down on the floor of the "party" room and just thought about what went wrong.  Kept thinking and thinking trying to analyze every second of that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I couldn't really pinpoint a distinct moment where I may have done something to anger her.  Aside from when I first arrived at her house.  Could be other things that have happened that I think were okay but she didn't.  But to me I don't think I did nething that bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So i'm sitting there on the floor thinking about all these things and crinkling up bits of confetti and throwing them in a corner.  Then after a while, my mind was thinking and said to me.  Well if she's mad at you, what the hell are you still doing here?  I thought about that for a while and figured that my brain was right.  Not the brightest thing to do concidering receptors in my brain were being blocked off by the alcohol that I had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what ended up happening?  I left.  Like a ghost I vanished.  Got up, grabbed my keys on top of the display case and my micellaneous items and left out the front door.  Well that was just the beginning piece of this domino game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once I left, I was pretty pissed off.  Not at Linda or anything but at something else that happened in the party room.  This however isn't up for discussion.  So in my blinded anger I decided to go find that mother fucker who sold me that CRX.  I vaguely remembered where his house was but I couldn't remember the house number.  So I drove around once and I couldn't find it so I just went home.  When I reached my house, I got in, and went straight to my room.  Got changed and put on my contacts and went to bed.  After that I was out like a light.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I woke up in the morning at like 11 ish and ate.  Watched a movie and then felt very tired.  So I went and took a nap.  I then woke up at 7pm.  I got up and I was searching for my cell phone.  I couldn't fucking find my cell.  So I called it.  *ring ring* I couldn't hear it.  Oh shoot! I put it on vibrate the night before!  What do I do now? I tear my room appart searching all my usual spots.  Guess where it was.  Common, I'll give you one guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If you guessed my car in the center console you're right.  I left my phone in the car for the whole day.  I check it when I found it and the message "15 missed calls".  Holy fuck that must be a new record.  I take a look at who the calls were from and they were all from my friends at the party.  Shit.  I close that display and it says that I have 6 new messages.  Got a couple from Shirley, one from Nigel, one from Mike.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn.  Now that was one of the stupidest things i've done in my life.  Wouldn't you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sorry to have made you guys worry everyone.  =(  Terribly sorry for that.  Especially to Linda and her family.  Sorry...     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116770640179304726?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116770640179304726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116770640179304726' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116770640179304726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116770640179304726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-years.html' title='NEW YEARS'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116703226758378230</id><published>2006-12-25T01:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T01:37:47.596-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Man o man, will thoughts ever leave my mind?  ok lemme rephrase.  Will thoughts of these events every leave my mind?  It's been a year and a half and things just keep comming back.  The hatred, the love, the anguish.  Everything just rushes back all at once sometimes at the most randomest times.  It's 2:30 in the morning on Christmas day, and I cannot sleep for I am just thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People come and go, Beef remains, but you are who you are.  Be who you are.  Before I would think "ohh just live your life, and let things just fall into place"  Unfortunatly that isn't what happens.  Sure there's some truth in it, but you gotta make a move to get anywhere.  I feel like i'm just standing still, waiting for something to happen to me (good/bad).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honestly, straight up, I hate myself.  I hate how i'm so shy.  I hate how sometimes if i wanted to, I over-analyze things.  I hate how i'm so god damn nice.  Maybe the last one isn't that valid, but sometimes it feels like a curse being me.  People using me, walking all over me, trash talking me.  Normally I don't give two fucks but seriously, a man can only take so much y'know.  Once you pass that limit, everything changes.  The end result is something much worse.  Most likely it will end up with me doing something very irrational and stupid and it won't be pretty... I can guarentee that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116703226758378230?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116703226758378230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116703226758378230' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116703226758378230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116703226758378230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/12/man-o-man-will-thoughts-ever-leave-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116520964981432858</id><published>2006-12-03T23:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:20:49.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exam time soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, it's that time again.  Exams approach and everyone scrambling to study and do this and that.  I'm guilty of mostly one.  I'm scrammbling to finish off this final assignment due in 24 hours.  I'm not really scrambling to study and all that.  I have no idea why.  I should be scared because i'm pretty lost in most of my courses.  I know generally what's going on and stuff but not fine details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For my exam comming up on saturday, I'm pretty prepared.  Since the final assignment that's due in 24 hours is about it.  And plus it's programming.. It's not EXTREMELY hard.  Just gotta know what you're doing.  Hopefully I do better on this assignment than the previous one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next one is on Tuesday.  That one i'm okay with but not the greatest.  I'm definitely sure there is room for improvements. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wednesday one is a different story...THAT one i have absolutely positively have NO friggin clue what's going on in that class.  I have NOT been paying attention in class because I have NO idea what the fuck this guy is talking about.  He is a veyr bad prof who just reads from the slides. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last on is Friday.  Now this one will probably be the worst exam i've ever written in my life.  Just because it's economics and I have no fucking clue what to expect from her.  Well I do know what to expect from her and i'm scared as fuck.  She expects waaaaay too much from students.  She thinks that every student is an economics SPECIALIST.  her questions are so hard that even a UoT Econ Specialist couldn't even understand.  Imagine poor us just TRYING to comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once all that's done... BOOZE ALL AROUND! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116520964981432858?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116520964981432858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116520964981432858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116520964981432858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116520964981432858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/12/exam-time-soon.html' title='Exam time soon'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116422627701639096</id><published>2006-11-22T13:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:11:17.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhhhh  I do believe happier days are ahead of me now.  Lots of things to look forward to.  Could be getting a new job soon downtown doing some IT stuff.  But it'll be a call center IT help desk kinda thing.  But heym it's better than timmies..  Sure i'll be spending most of my time going to and from work. but I think I can live with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Plus I have something to work towards and that's for my car.  I'm quite happy that i have my car sitting in my garage, but the only problem is the amount of work I have to do to it.  I want to strip the thing as fast as I can so I can send it to the body shop and get the rust fixed as well as the paint.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now that i've got me out of the way... time to talk about others!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Being specific, afriend named Jacky and his wife Doreen just had a baby!!! Soooo cool!! They've got a little baby girl named Chloe!  It's so awesome!  Someone that's roughly my age having a kid.  I think he's about 2-3 years older?  But he's an awesome guy and his wife is really fun to be around.   Great couple I think =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ummmmm Everything else is the same as usual.  Comming up to the end of the semester so all the projects and stuff are due and i guess i'm stressing a little bit because I feel as if i'm really busy in the next couple of weeks.   But i'll manage things i'm sure.  I'm usually able to manage things last minute.  I've got to get out of that habit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116422627701639096?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116422627701639096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116422627701639096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116422627701639096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116422627701639096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-days.html' title='Happy days'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116386964107247047</id><published>2006-11-18T11:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T11:07:21.093-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So I'm getting a Car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, i'm getting a car.  I should be so excited right? Well i'm not... I was pretty excited earlier like yesterday, but all that came fucking crashing down in my fucking face today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So today I go and look at the car, expected rust is there, nothing really new from what I saw yesterday.  Aside from the weather stripping on one side is missing, found some more rust, and the muffler looks rusted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll finish this later... gotta write an e-mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116386964107247047?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116386964107247047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116386964107247047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116386964107247047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116386964107247047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-im-getting-car.html' title='So I&apos;m getting a Car'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116285960721113144</id><published>2006-11-06T18:24:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T18:33:27.223-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y'know what I really dislike?  People who telling you what you should.  Like common, It's you're own fucking decision.  You do what you want.  And if you get stuck, then don't come crying bak to those people and say you can't do it nemore.  Like i'm fucking 20 years old.  I can make my own fucking decisions.  Whether they may be bad ones or good ones I don't know yet.  But it's for damn sure that this is what I want.  I don't splurge my money, and I rarely ask for anything.  I try and do shit on my own.  But honestly, FUCK OFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This is what I fucking want.  I want a car.  That is what I want.  Of course you can't always have what you want, but I think I can do this.  I believe that I can cope with having a car, school and a job.  I see other people around me doing it.  So why can't I?  I know most likely i'll have to work 2 jobs over the summer or something to keep it up and everything.  But hey, that's what I chose.  It was my fucking choice and i'll have to live with the consequences and everything.  Don't fucking come up to me and say "oh I don't think you should do this because you're just wasting your money on a car that will probably fall apart in a couple of years"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know this fact thank you very much.  Though it may be tru in some sense and a car will always depreciate and everything but hell, it's a car, I like cars, leave me the fuck alone.  Again it's MY decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know this post could've been more organized as in my thought would flow, but i'm just pulling things off the top of my head right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116285960721113144?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116285960721113144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116285960721113144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116285960721113144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116285960721113144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/yknow-what-i-really-dislike-people-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116257294969623177</id><published>2006-11-03T10:55:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T10:55:49.710-06:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When something is lost.  Is it truely lost?  What if it was an inanimate object such as trust, love, or friendship?  It's really hard to say.  When you lose an objecct, there's always the possibility of finding it. (With a little help perhaps)  But something that you can't touch is much harder to "find" than a physical object.  In my opinion, it is hard to "find" or "get bak" the non-physical stuff.  It's basically human nature.&lt;br /&gt;I walk around in the world minding my own business.  Do what I have to do every day, and I live my life a day at a time.  The past in my point of view, is the past.  Of course, as they say, the past will haunt you.  I try to not let that happen with me.  If something is too far back in the past, I let it go.  Probably the reason why I don't hate/keep grudges against people that are over 5-10 years old.  I don't know if that's technically a good thing or bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;But i've found that no matter what, after i've "let it go" it's hard to get bak to the point that was once achievable in the past.  It's hard to communicate, hard to just do anything.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i'm saying anymore.  But right now, I'm not feeling too great.  It's partially because I feel like i'm standing still.   The world moves around me, and everything changes, while i'm just standing here, dumbfounded.  People come and go, the ones we care about leave us, enemies come in masses.&lt;br /&gt;I find it sad that there once was a time where the world was just right.  Everything fit into place.  Everyone had their role, played it well, and it was just our own little world.  Where we could have fun, get along, talk about anything.  Yes, that was a great world.  The remains of that world is now but fragments.  Bits and pieces lie here and there.  We try frantically to put it together, but to no avail.  We may accomplish putting it back together, but as i've learned...&lt;br /&gt;"The value of something lost is greater than the value gained when the change is identical"I am sorry that it's been lost.  Hope it is found someday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116257294969623177?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116257294969623177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116257294969623177' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116257294969623177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116257294969623177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/11/thoughts.html' title='thoughts'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116130981499681998</id><published>2006-10-19T19:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:03:35.030-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm, today has been quite a boring day i must say. Didn't really do  much today even though I had the day off.  I am glad that I had today off though.  Just because I slept quite a bit and now i'm pretty sure i've got enough energy for the next few days and such.  I was able to start on my assignments today as well! Though I havn't made it very far, starting off is always the toughest part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It seems like I have a lot of shit to do for the upcomming weeks and I do, yet i'm not worried.  Is there something wrong with me?  On my list, I have probably 6-8 things to do for the upcomming week.  I think i'll name them so that they stick in my head so i'll remember to do them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) ITM500 Assignment due Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) ITM500 lab assignmetn due Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) ITM406 test #2 on Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) ITM505 case presentation on Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5) Psych lab due Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6) ECN assignment due Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7) ECN Midterm on Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, after writting it all down, i'm a lil bit worried now.  LoL.  Well the assignments due on sunday I don't think i'll that big of a problem with although I can't even do the second question of the Assignment.  I have the right idea in my head like the process, but I just can't conver that into the necessary codes to dish out the right output.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My 406 test i'm not too worried about either since it's open book and it's mainly on chapters 5-7 so how hard can that be y'know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Case presentation is going to be a lil bit tougher because I need to coordinate with all my group members and stuff.  But aside from that it should be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psych lab is probably going to be tougher because i'm going to need to find references and such and that's going to suck ass.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The ECN stuff is just going to suck.  I hate ECN so much it's not even funny. Like Microecon was much better than macro.  Even though people say that macro is easier than micro.  I honestly think it's the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But school aside, I think my life is going alright.  Nothing too drastic has happened to me.  I've continued to talk to a few people i've recently met.  They're pretty cool people.  I enjoy talking to them.  I don't know if i'm more like bugging them or what not but I hope i'm not getting in their way with anything.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And for some strange reason, just before I started writting this blog, my laptop has been making some weird ass noises..  I think i should restart my computer.  LoL.   yes I think I will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116130981499681998?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116130981499681998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116130981499681998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116130981499681998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116130981499681998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm-today-has-been-quite-boring-day-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116041919858722074</id><published>2006-10-09T12:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T12:39:58.640-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What an awesome day we had yesterday.  It was the best!  Some minor things screwed up here and there but all in all we all had a great time.  So what was on the menu for our Thanksgiving dinner?  Well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We all enjoyed two whole chicken which were baked in the oven to perfection by Chef Shirley and Steaks made by the grill master Mike.    That was our main course.  Side dishes included; Ceasar Salad, Mash Potatoes, Pasta, Curly Fries, Corn and lastly, Garlic Bread.  It was such an awesome meal.  We all pitched in and helped.  It was a fun time just a small group of us hanging out preparing our own food and stuff.  For dessert we had Cupcakes made by Virginia.  Those were awesome! I think most of us got full off of the first plate that we had.  And we had so much left over.  But then we were all stuffed afterwards so we didn't end up doing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next time we should bring some booze.  And plan that a lil better.  Need boooze! hahaha.  Damn do I sound like Shirley now? Uh ohhh, guess that means that i'm turing into an alcoholic as well! =O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I still think that it must've been kinda stressful for Linda too.  Poor girl had to deal with like 8 people screwing up her kitchen and always saying "LINDA! where's this? where's that? do you have this?"  LoL.  I'm guilty of doing that =P  Hope she forgives me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wonder... will this become a yearly tradition? hmmmm who knows! anything is possible right? We'll just have to wait till next year to see.  Till then, we won't know! =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116041919858722074?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116041919858722074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116041919858722074' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116041919858722074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116041919858722074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/10/thanksgiving-dinner.html' title='Thanksgiving Dinner'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-116000812442322180</id><published>2006-10-04T18:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T18:28:44.443-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well It would seem as if all the horridness has come to an end. I hope *knocks on wood*. But so far this past week has been pretty awesome. Aside from tests and assignments and such, things are going okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother has just purchased a nice comfy house for both him and his gf. Nono, he didn't pay for ALL of it, they share the cost and everything. It's a nice house. I told them that I claimed a room and I would pee in it to mark my territory! LOL. Of course that didn't happen because it's CARPET and it would stink. I'm going to have to baby sit the house on friday while some contractors and crap come in and fix some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the same day that my brother received the keys to his house, I became an uncle again! I am no uncle to Nolan Bradley Wu. =) Havn't seen the lil guy yet but he was born on Sept 29, 2006. Awesome =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the day after! I checked my bank account and I accumulated 30 bucks in interest for a month. Awesome! I can almost pay off my phone bill with that! haha. But soon it won't be so high because of my upcomming CRX project. It's going to be like less than 10 bucks later on. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else has happened. Oh ya! I've been trying to meet new people and so far it's been working out pretty well. I've met around 5 new people this year? Online and offline. It's pretty awesome. Kinda trying to boost my confidence level to talk to people y'know. I think it's working out pretty well so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is there worth talking about. Nothing is really comming to mind now. Ohh I'm going to medevil times this friday! How cool is that? =D with all my friends and buddies! gonna have a blast! The blue knight better win!  What else can I talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ohhh yes... Things seem to be kinda patching up within our lil group.  I know it's been mainly my fault for kinda tearing the fabrics of our friendships apart, but things are slowly comming together. Awesomeness *thumbs up* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-116000812442322180?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/116000812442322180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=116000812442322180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116000812442322180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/116000812442322180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/10/looking-up.html' title='Looking up?'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115894959136108207</id><published>2006-09-22T12:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T12:26:31.383-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who woulda thought.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes yet another journal about the past summer and how it's been such a shitty summer.  I can't stress enough how shitty this summer has been.  I know I shouldn't even be worrying about things in the past but like everything in the past affects who you are today and your actions today and forever.  I'm not sure exactly how these events have changed me.  I wish I had more people to ask if they have seen any changes in me, but it would seem that the number people who know me well are diminishing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish things would just go back one year when everything was great.  We all could hang out together and everything.  We once were such a great "family" but now we're all divided.  Everyone's got their own things to do, everyone's got their own life, it's just so hard to be together as a "family" again.  Plus quarrels between people doesn't help either.  But what can you do y'know.  You could try and fix things, or just leave it as is and move on.  My fear at the moment is that we're all just going to drift apart.  And it would seem as if that's already happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just hope nothing happens between the remaining members of our family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THE BASEMENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115894959136108207?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115894959136108207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115894959136108207' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115894959136108207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115894959136108207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/who-woulda-thought.html' title='Who woulda thought.....'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115809510276995492</id><published>2006-09-12T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T15:05:02.796-06:00</updated><title type='text'>BORRRINNNGGG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My GOD i'm so bored in class.  This prof must be the most boringest guy in the friggin world.  He's teaching but he moves kinda slow and stuff.  It's pissing me off right now.  Now it's time to bitch about how shitty this summer has become.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Most of the things aren't exactly related to me but because they affect my friends, it affects me as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now everything during summer that has bugged me include the following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Shitty summer with no work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Attended 2 funerals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) Witnessed a car crash while heading to the funeral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) Not so great trips yet still memorable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mark those against some good stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) Cleaned the basement up a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) Got rid of the buick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now after the summer, the shitty things are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) probably have to attend another funeral&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) some shit going on between friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3) school stress&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4) BORING ASS FUCKING TEACHERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Any good things happen yet? NOPE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Indeed a very shitty summer and start of a new school year.  I hate it.  I just want to find someone on the streets and beat the living shit outta them.  But that's illegal, SO, i can't do that.  And ummm, OH! I almost died myself! It was really retarded though because I was driving fast and I didn't see an 18 wheeler because he was perpendicular to the way I was going and it wasn't at an intersection.  It was just crossing the street from one industry to another.   I ALMOST pulled a fast and the furious move under the 18 wheeler even though I wouldn't make it.  But i'm still here! so that's not very interesting. LoL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And well, that's about all my bitching.  Don't message me about what happened or whatever.  I'm probably not going to tell you.  Hopefully the future will turn out a whole lot better than right now.  I can only hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115809510276995492?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115809510276995492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115809510276995492' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115809510276995492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115809510276995492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/borrrinnnggg.html' title='BORRRINNNGGG'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115741437623942419</id><published>2006-09-04T17:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T17:59:36.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>school time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yuuuuuup, it's that time of year again where all the students go back to school.  Everyone goes their seperate ways yet again for either 4 or 8 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was talking to a friend of mine at work, and he tells me how most of his friends are all going out of town for school.  That really sucks.  I remember when I first went back to school for university, I had maybe 5 good friends still here in scarborough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not sure if i'm scared of going back to school or just don't want to go back to school.  From my initial point of view i'm scared to go back to school because the professors that I currently have aren't that great.  But perhaps the other students are mistaken?  Ya right, fat chance.  But y'know we'll see.  Guess it depends how hard you work for this stuff.  Right now i'm just passing by with like a 2.7 GPA which isn't too bad and it isn't too good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda don't want to go back to school because I really just like bumming around.  But then again you don't go anywhere just by bumming around as is proven to my by my sister who's been unemployed for maybe 5-6 years.  I've thought of this this way.  If you've completed university and you have a steady job, most LIKELY you'll be making at LEAST 40k a year... so 40k times 6 years (lets just say) that's 240k that you COULD have.  So my sister is out 240k cuz she's one lazy ass mother fucker.  Now i'm for DAMN sure that I would not want to be like that.  And seriously even at minimum wage at some place it's like maybe 20k a year.. so she coulda had 120k for the past 6 years... that's still a bit of money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115741437623942419?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115741437623942419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115741437623942419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115741437623942419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115741437623942419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/09/school-time.html' title='school time'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115655346480234733</id><published>2006-08-25T18:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:51:04.816-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CRX plans</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O man, I swear, the more I read about this car and the engine and everything, it makes me want to do this engine swap and do all this stuff to it.  I'm just going to write down all the things I want to do to the car down just so that I can get it all straight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;First and foremost, I want to do an engine swap.  I want to swap out the old CRX engine that has about 70hp to an Integra GS-R engine that has 170HP around.  This is going to be the most expensive shit out of all the things i'm doing to the car.  Hopefully i'll be able to shop around for an engine that'll be quite affordable and includes everything I need such as; Tranny, ECU, engine mounts, cables, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, i'm going to have to look at the body of the car to see how rusted it is and everything.  For sure i'll have to check the underbody to see if there is any rust on the frame of the car.  If there is, then i'm going to have to grind it down and patch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once rust checking has been done on the frame i'll have to look at the fenders and side skirts to see if there are any more rust spots that need to be patched up.  Hopefully i'll be able to do the welding myself and patch jobs, but we'll have to see about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then the other mods that I would LIKE to do but not sure if i'll actually do them are:  Lower the car with some new springs and coils, new brake pads and rotors, new speakers, seats, a deck, carbon fibre hood, and HIDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just by the looks of the parts that I want to put on this car, it'll probably amount to the cost of the engine.  But again I'll have to see how much the actual engine will cost before I can pass judgement on that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't wait to do all this to the CRX.  I'm going to make it look soo nice.  Just imagining a 170hp engine in a car that's friggin light as hell that will be the color grey with a carbon fibre hood is just so great in my mind right now.  I just wish I was better at photoshop so I could actually take a photo of the car and make it that color and everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115655346480234733?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115655346480234733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115655346480234733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115655346480234733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115655346480234733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/crx-plans.html' title='CRX plans'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115612358732456875</id><published>2006-08-20T19:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T19:26:27.353-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hey... it's almost been a month since my last post!  Friggin long time ago! hahaha.  Let's see now, where to begin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So many things have happened this summer, it's just unbelievable.  Perhaps not all things had to do with me but most of them do.  I think the thing i'll remember most this summer was our Niagara trip.  Not only did I win $12.50 by playing the slots (yes I played the slots and i actually won okay), BUT I got totally mashed that night.  I drank some weird ass shit which I blame for me passing out and turning green.  AND THEN, feel absolutely horrible on the car ride home.  And then to top it off, the car breaks down at timmies!! Sooo unbelievable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That stuff aside, Overall I think that this summer has been ok.  Not the greatest, and not the worst, just ok.  I've done a lot of house work such as cleaning the basement, cutting the lawn, fixing up my room, this and tha, and it's been pretty good.  I plan on getting rid of the old as buick tomorrow if possible.  I'm just gonna go with the standard auto wreckers place even though they charge what. $60 to tow it.  It's pretty cheap compared to some other places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda figured out that seriously i'm soooo not good at conversations.  I don't know where to start or how to act.  I may be a cool guy once someone gets to know me but before that they'd think i'm like a freak or something.  *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O well, what can you do y'know.  Just gotta live life however you want it.  If you don't wanna take chances then that's who you'll be.  If you're outgoing then that's who you'll be.  As for me, I have no idea what the hell i'm gonna do! haha so I think i'll let my actions speak for me. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115612358732456875?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115612358732456875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115612358732456875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115612358732456875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115612358732456875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/08/wow.html' title='Wow'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115415463766023611</id><published>2006-07-29T00:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T00:30:37.673-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I eventually told them.  Nothing's happened so far though.  And Most likely it will remain that way.  No interest has been shown from the other party so I guess its just not going to work out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Am I mad? Am I sad? Sure probably a little because we can't be more than friends but it's all good.  At least we're still friends and we can still hang out and everything.  Although I can't never seem to reach you but its all good.  Well that's my quick ramble and catch up on the previous entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As for today... I did absolutely nothing,  Soo friggin boring.  but near the end of the day I did become a little more productive, in that I actually got the front seats in for the buick that i'm about to junk.  That and I also got the engine into the front seat as well.  That was a bitch.  Thank goodness that I have a strong brother.  LoL BUT I DO believe that i'm gonna be stronger than him soon =P With the shit i'm doing I wouldn't be surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well that's pretty much all i did today so that would mean the end for this entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115415463766023611?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115415463766023611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115415463766023611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115415463766023611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115415463766023611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-i-eventually-told-them.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115360690719865724</id><published>2006-07-22T16:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T16:21:47.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever wanted to tell someone something but when you two are together it just doesn't come out?  Like you're too scared of what might happen that you don't do it?  I had that feeling today creep up on me.  I want to tell the person everything that's on my mind.  But I just havn't gotten the guts to do so.  And now I fear it's just too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;People who know me know what i'm talking about.  It's been something on my mind for quite a time.  Why can't I just say it?  I read on a friends MSN names.  "When you have everything you have everything to lose." Well likewise if you have nothing you have nothing to lose.  So why the hell am I so scared?  Scared of what? Rejection? Not like it hasnt happened before.  Ugh, this is just eating me up inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I swear, the more time I spend with you, the more I'm reminded of why the hell I can't say the words in my head.  I wish I could tell you, but I just don't know why I can't.  We're close and everything but perhaps we're too close?  So close that it'd be awkward?  I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115360690719865724?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115360690719865724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115360690719865724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115360690719865724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115360690719865724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/ever-wanted-to-tell-someone-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115259521337080729</id><published>2006-07-10T23:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T23:20:13.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm just going to sum up what happened in the past couple of weeks since my last post.  So here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Been busy for the past couple of weeks doing this and that.  I finished building mike's trunk which looks incredible right now.  It's completely finished.  The bottom part with the plexy-glass and the sub and the top part with the two speakers and the 7" screen.  Looks awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the same note, Mike just recently won a trophy for "best 4 door civic heads up" at the molson grand prix/tuner event.  It was great! We totally beat this other green civic with the "garbage bag" paint job, modified doors, wrapped stock seats and air ride suspensions.  It looked crazy, but since mike had more stuff all around, he won =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now I don't know if I should really be celebrating because technically it isn't my car, nor was the trunk my idea, I just built it.  In the real world it doesn't really matter who builds it, it's the idea that makes the greens.  Sooo all in all I did jack all.  LoL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What else.  Oh, We went to wasaga beach over canada long weekend.  It was great! We had a lot of fun! went to the beach, chilled, hung out, cooked our own food.  It was just superb =)  Couldn't have asked for more.  LoL one of the more memorable moments for me was when we were lighting the fireworkds outside.  I was a little bit buzzed and i was trying to light 2 fireworks at once... but it wasn't working for the second firework... so i had to jump out of the way of the first firework.  Damn that's one LOUD bang.  Don't think i've ever been that close to something that noisy before.  Aside from lil kids =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After I returned home from the trip, I heard that my brother was involved in a car accident.  Not to worry though because he and his gf are both fine.  He hit a car and kinda screwed up the front end of his gf's car.  So they got an estimate and they're asking for about 2.5-3k to fix the damn thing.  My brother said fuck that and decided to fix it himself.  We got the parts from mike who got the parts super fast.  Me and my bro spent a good day ripping appart the bumper and pounding in some rough edges.  It was fun =) I like spending time with my brother.  he's the coolest one out of the others.  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Of course the car isn't done yet but it's almost there.  Just gotta plop the radiator back in, connect some hoses and attach everything and it'll be good as new =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;aahhhhhh there's a good 2 weeks worth of events.  All in all everything is going cool.  I'm just sitting back and enjoying everything and taking in this summer.  I find that I have a whole lot more free time w/out work and everything, so overall I do believe that most of my days are productive.  I like that =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115259521337080729?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115259521337080729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115259521337080729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115259521337080729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115259521337080729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/07/summary.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115103222524341111</id><published>2006-06-22T20:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T21:10:25.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Time for another post! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't know what to talk about really.  Nothing to really talk about.  I've been being me.  Sitting at home doing nothing much.  I've been putting off working out for this whole week.  I feel so bad.  If anything i'll go work out right now even though it's like 11 at night.  LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So, If I have nothing to talk about what on earth could this post be about?!?!?  The answer to that one is.... I DON'T KNOW!! hahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I guess I could just talk about some things.  Earlier today I was sitting and chatting with my older sister whom I absolutely adore, just because she's like a perfect example of how I would like things to be in the future.  But anyways we started talking about someone we know and how they're in a lil trouble financially.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One of my absolute goals in life is to NOT be in that sort of trouble.  I don't ever want to be a person who crashes at friends house and overstays their welcome and such.  Even though I do have family who would probably take me in even if I was financially impaired but like I don't want that for myself.  I want to be able to pull my own.  Live my life with out any help.  Well I can't really say ANY help, some help is much appreciated but like not a constant help.  Though I know that my plans for my life at the moment may not actually turn out the way I want, but at least I can say I have a plan and will try and make this work.  If I fail, I guess i'll just haveta find a way to pick myself up and go at it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I kinda wish that I would have something to do while i'm sitting at home instead of just sitting and taking up space and breathing air.  I seriously need to find another job.  I highly doubt i'll be able to find a job that suits me, so I guess i'll have to settle for some dead end jobs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another thing that's been kinda on my mind are relationships.  One month from today will be the one year anniversary of me being single! I honestly can't believe that i've actually been single for a year now.  I'm not trying to sound like i'm a PIMP or anything, but like it's an eye openner for me.  I can tell you for damn sure it frees up your time like maaad.  It hasn't helped me with school yet though.  LoL I've been lazy as fuck still.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115103222524341111?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115103222524341111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115103222524341111' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115103222524341111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115103222524341111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/time-for-another-post-hahaha-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115054609264671563</id><published>2006-06-17T06:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T06:08:12.660-06:00</updated><title type='text'>boy o boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, Turns out that I was going to take a shift for a friend that I was considering taking afterall.  O well at least it give me something to do today, otherwise i'd just waste this day away like i did yesterday.  Feel like such a bum and it's only been one day since i got off school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;At least i'm baking today.  The always fresh mother fucker better not come or else i'mma snap on ppl.. never had an always fresh test go on while i was there YET! so yaaa  then I have work tmr too from 11-7.. joy joy joy... then i gotta help my buddy with finance and shit.. uggghhhh this is so gay... *sigh* alright i should get rdy for work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115054609264671563?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115054609264671563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115054609264671563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115054609264671563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115054609264671563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/boy-o-boy.html' title='boy o boy'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-115025345111281570</id><published>2006-06-13T20:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:50:51.126-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost there!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Half way done my busy week!  Did almost everything on my list up till now.  Just gotta push it that little extra more and it'll be over! =D sooon Jon soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I must say, building something from scratch gives you the biggest satisfaction of all.  Mike's trunk has turned out to be somthing super great! =D I love it.  Especially cuz we made it. =D Looks super sick.  We better win some car shows this year.  At least bring one trophy home or something.  =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Another great accomplishment for me was building my computer.  I think i'm more partial to building and do-it-yourself type things.  You get a greater satisfaction of doing it this way.  But I don't need to say that I wouldn't want to build like EVERYTHING (i.e. dressers tables etc.) from scratch cuz that's just too hard.  LOL Though the satisfaction of building those would be astronomical but just takes an amateur like me too long to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm so happy today! I'm going into my final exam with an 86%.  So freaking sweet! BUT that's including my labs and problem sets.  I'm not suppose to include that because FIRST you MUST pass a cummulative amount of both the midterm and the final before they add on the labs and problem sets.  So basically the labs and problem sets are mark boosters.  I've calculated it and it turns out that I need to answer roughly 20 questions out of 50 correctly to pass the course... and to achieve my goal of an 80% in the course, i'll need to get 37 questions correct out of 50.. so that's about a 74%.  If I get this 80% i'm gonna be soo happy.  Cuz then my GPA would have gone up by a bit.  Which is exactly what I need because I don't like my GPA at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Almost done! just a lil bit longer! I CAN DO IT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-115025345111281570?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/115025345111281570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=115025345111281570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115025345111281570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/115025345111281570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/almost-there.html' title='Almost there!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114956480998495069</id><published>2006-06-05T21:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:33:29.996-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Bee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tonight I've realized how busy i'm going to be for next week and a bit.  This is the list of the things i'm going to haveta do for the week to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tues: Problem set + School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wed: Work on Mike's Trunk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thurs: Problem set + School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fri: Formal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sat: Work + teach Virginia to drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sun: Party&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mon: Problem set (mite take this day off)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tues: Problem set + School&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wed: Study for exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thurs: Study for exam + Write exam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fri: Give Chunt calculator and books and get bak my books&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sat: Free?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sun: Help Chunt with Midterm and Work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quite the list no?  And on top of that i've been thinking about someone.  Don't know what's going on in that region, but the question always arises "should I or no?"  I wish this question could be easily answered just like the questions for finance.  Simple numbers put into your calculator and it'll tell you the answer.  Unfortunatly life is not that simple.  There is no calculator that will be able to give you the answer.  Since there is no calculator, it all boils down to one thing.  Yourself.  You are the only one who can make the decision.  People can give you inputs on their thoughts, but ultimately it's you who decides.  I have yet to make my decision.  It's quite a troublesome decision to make since it keeps re-occuring at the strangest moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I do believe that i've planned out probably the next 6 years of my life.  Just the big picture things though.  I've planned to finish university and then take a year to try and find a good IT job.  If that fails, then i'll goto college for mechanics for 2  years and then afterwards i'll try and either an IT job or a mechanic job.  I think a mechanic job at any dealership could sustain me pretty well.  As would an IT job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The things that I havn't included in this lil plan is where i'll be living, who i'll be with (if any).  I'd love to be able to share any success that i've had or downfalls with someone.  But if anything i'm probably going to get a friend or two and just get a place.  Could be a good way to bring a friend back from China/Hong Kong if she does go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114956480998495069?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114956480998495069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114956480998495069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114956480998495069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114956480998495069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/06/busy-bee.html' title='Busy Bee'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114896571035543342</id><published>2006-05-29T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T23:08:30.370-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Y'know i've been listenning to this song a lot.  The song is called "Speechless" by Melissa O'neil.  She sings about how it's the words we don't say that get in the way of the relationship.  I find that this is very tru.  Though not everything is caused by the words we don't say, but it does play a huge part in things.  Examples of which would be things that you keep from someone and you don't say anything about it.  That's just one example.  There are definitly more but I don't feel like naming them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now this brings me to another lil question that I must pose.  Can someone be completely truthful and not be speechless?  I don't know very many people who are quite that open except for maybe like 2 people.  I myself, find that i'm a pretty open guy and can talk about anything that I have some knowledge about.  I'm a pretty open person, and I rarely keep secrets from anyone who wants to know.  But is this way any better than being speechless?   I've already found that giving out too much information about oneself is quite bad... I shouldn't really use the word bad, but i'm at a lack for words at the moment, but exposing yourself to someone, especially someone you don't really know, too quickly, can either scare them away or just think of you as a good friend to talk to.  When initially you intent was to be with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114896571035543342?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114896571035543342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114896571035543342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114896571035543342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114896571035543342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/05/yknow-ive-been-listenning-to-this-song.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114874677332195247</id><published>2006-05-27T10:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T10:19:34.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday was such a great night!  Went out to eat with a couple of friends, then we planned to watch X-Men 3 The last stand.  The night was just super great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We went to Boston Pizza to eat at STC and as usual the portions at the place was kinda small, yet we still go back.  LOL wonder why?!  But anyways, we had dinner and then we went to go see if we could line up for seats for X-Men.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I HATE this one security guard so much.  I want to find out what car the guy drives and go fuck it up.  Such as, a lil WD-40 in the key hole of his car to corode the internal mechanisms within so he can't use his key to get in anymore.  A couple of key scratches and some sugar in the old gas tank.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well anyways, the movie was just awesome, twists and turns, and things that never really should have happened happened.  Soooo interesting.  They manipulated the movie quite a bit just so they could fit the story line.  Still everything was great.  Loved it.  Kitty Pryde is such a cool character.  Same with Jugernaught.  Parts were sooo funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that great movie, we went bowling.  and this was at like 2 in the morning.  LOL it was great.   No line up no nothing.  we managed to play  2 and a half games in one hour.  not bad for 4 people.  LoL.  Mike was on fire yesterday!!! kept getting all the good stuff yo! the first game was a CLEAR win for me.. mouhahahaha the second was a battle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup! taht was basically the whole day there.  Such a fun day.  Wonder what i'll be doing today.  we'll see!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114874677332195247?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114874677332195247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114874677332195247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114874677332195247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114874677332195247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/05/great-night.html' title='Great Night'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114791284683916660</id><published>2006-05-17T18:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T18:40:46.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've noticed something that i'd like to share with everyone.  Ever go on friendsters or anything that is personalized such as AA, High5 and all that stuff, read a persons page, and at the end it says "I wanna meet anyone! just msg me!" that kinda thing?  Ya, that's pure bullllllssshiiiittttt.  I've actually tested this theory and i've messaged a couple of people like that.  Wut do I get? a big fat NOTHING.  LOL.  Just thought i'd share that.  If you don't really mean it, why bother putting it up?  Makes no sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well anyways, i'm working on my problem set for finance at the moment.  I've decided to take a break from this because it's quite difficult and i'm not too into it right now.  WOW, I just looked out my window and there's still quite a bit of light out.  And it's like 8:30! pretty sweet! haha the days are getting longer!! love summer so much.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;One more week and X-Men 3 comes out!!! =D sweeeetttt can't wait!! been waiting soo long for that movie.  I don't know if it'll be good, but from what i've seen so far it's pretty cool! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugh, well i should get bak to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114791284683916660?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114791284683916660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114791284683916660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114791284683916660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114791284683916660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/05/ive-noticed-something-that-id-like-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114710706951294610</id><published>2006-05-08T10:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T10:51:09.616-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesterday we watched a great movie!!! =D Mission Impossible 3! granted the story line wasn't up to par but the action nonetheless was spectacular.  It was quite funny at times as well.  "you did that? wow..." LoL.  That was jokes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From the looks of it, I'm not gonna be too happy with my current term marks.  Apparently even though I went into almost every exam with a 75+ i've managed to somehow attain a lower CGPA than last year.  Which only means that most of my courses are below my original GPA of 2.77.  Kinda sucks so much for me.  I really hope that there's a mistake or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On another note, my computer should be put together this friday.  I'm so excited to put it together.  I think the hardest part will be sticking in everything.  Just because everything is so delicate that I can't afford to have it break on me or somehting.  And having monstrous hands like me, is not going to go very well with the tiny screws i haveta put in and such.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well so far so good!! i have a list of things to do this summer.  wonder if i can do em all. LoL we'll see!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114710706951294610?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114710706951294610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114710706951294610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114710706951294610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114710706951294610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/05/yesterday-we-watched-great-movie-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114655127528752724</id><published>2006-05-02T00:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T00:27:55.300-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Lovin' It</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For the past couple of days, it's been just awesome.  Chillin with friends, met some new people, and just everything.  It's all been going good! Nothing to worry about such as exams or tests or quizes and crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Started to hang out and talk to an old friend again! LoL it's been great, she's been fun to be with and y'know she's one of those people who you can talk to, and always get a laugh at something whitty that she says or something stupid she does.  LoL but usually it's her whittiness that makes you laugh.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My computer is comming along nicely, just put in my hard drive, removed the original power supply and installed 2 rear fans.  Now i'm gonna try and get some memory sticks, and my video card.  After I get those, i'm pretty sure I can do a quick systems check and boot the baby up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ya, i've just thought about it right now in the past like 10 mins that currently my life is pretty good.  Everything seems to be decent.  Aside from being unemployed it's pretty great.  Got some kick ass friends to be with, great parents, going to have a computer soon.  And y'know it doesn't bug me that much that I don't have a gf.  Guess it's been so long since i've gone solo for such a long time that i've forgotten how it is.  It does make me sad/jealous to see others together but I can easily turn a blind eye to it all.  It's really not too bad.  Kinda makes me think if this is the way it should be.  But iunno! it doesn't really matter to me at the moment.  My main concern is to find a job that is related to my field.  Once i've got a job like that, and get some experience i'm sure things will turn up good.  Just that starting nudge is needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hope that I will receive that nudge as soon as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114655127528752724?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114655127528752724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114655127528752724' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114655127528752724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114655127528752724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-lovin-it.html' title='I&apos;m Lovin&apos; It'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114633046886134206</id><published>2006-04-29T10:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T11:07:48.876-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M DONE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yesssss!! DONE EXAMS!! WOOHOO!!!! =D  Aight now the last 2 exams were kinda hard, but I really don't care at the moment! i'm just glad it's over and done with.  Until June, when I have to write one exam for my summer school course.  Which reminds me that I need to go steal a financial calculator from my friend.  lol.  But let's not talk about evil school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weeee!!! had soooo much fun yesterday!  Hung out with all my friends! Sang my lungs out, drank a lot! Well, a lot for a chinese guy.  But Ya!!!! Soo much fun! Though I must say i'm kinda dissapointed.  4 shots of B52 and 4 shots of Soho do nothing to me.  After about 20-30 mins, I drove a friend home and I still had complete control over my motor skills.  The only thing that was a lil bit hazy were my eyes.  Where if you look fast to the right or left, it takes a while for your eyes to adjust.  LoL I consider myself as a "unique chinese man"  In that I can hold my liquor and I rarely get pissed drunk.  I know my limits for sure.  But yesterday I really had my doubts with those 8 shots in a row.  Apparently i'm fine though.  LOL.  And that time at Afterlife, I think the only reason why I had to stop was because the alcohol kept bouncing about in my stomach.  Cuz I was dancing and it made my tummy hurt so much.  But that was after like 2-3 hours of dancing.  LoL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What to do TODAY! I think I might be going over to my sisters place just to hang out for a bit.  I kinda need to shower too.  LoL i just ploped to bed yesterday night.  I think most of us did.  especially Boobie.  LoL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think i'm done talking right now, time to find some food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114633046886134206?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114633046886134206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114633046886134206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114633046886134206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114633046886134206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-done.html' title='I&apos;M DONE!!!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114591341926725112</id><published>2006-04-24T14:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T15:16:59.336-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I need to vent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, due to some incident that arose today, i've found that I have a lot of anger within me.  LoL though it isn't anything new, I do realize that I do have a lot of anger that I keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes it's anger sometimes it's just plain things that annoy me and it just sits inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Examples include...  My sister, she's an ass an a half and needs to be beat up so she can get some information through her fucking head... Next would probably be School, but that's going to end soon so that's not too bad...  The following would probably have to be the anger I have towards someone.  Ryan would know who it is...  And ummm, iunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But I think even without these things i'd still be a very angry type guy.  Not all the time, but when it does happen i'm a beast.  I made a hole in the wall today and it didn't phase me at all at the time.  Was bitten today as well and felt nothing.  Only afterwards did my senses come back to me.  I had to take a walk this time to chill.  Usually I don't require a walk to chill, just a couple of mins in my room on the laptop would do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow now that I think about it, I punish myself quite badly sometimes.  I remember the times when I punched a concrete wall, lockers, a solid piece of wood, the wall X 2 and ya! pretty much that.  LOL i've punched a lot of things in my time. wow. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well anyways everything is just messed up.. family wise.. like.. okay iunno if anyone will read and respond to this but if u do read this please give me an honest answer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay say you have 2 children, one is older than the other by 2 years or so.  now the youngest will not share something with the older one even though the older one had shared with the younger previoiusly.  And you brother/sister turns and tells the older one "oh well that isn't very nice.. that's not how we share" and you're standing RIGHT there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Do you have the right as a mother/father to tell your brother/sister what to say and how you say it to your children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lemme know what you think and i'll tell y'all a tale later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114591341926725112?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114591341926725112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114591341926725112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114591341926725112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114591341926725112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-need-to-vent.html' title='I need to vent'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114572478316273447</id><published>2006-04-22T10:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T10:53:03.260-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts Just keep running through my head</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It was funny when I had orginally posted this subject onto my MSN name.  I had one of my good friends message me and say "It's good to have thought running through your head! It means that you're ALIVE!"  That was pretty funny and it brought a smile to my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even though that was funny, it still didn't get rid of the thoughts in my head.  There's just so many things on my mind at the moment it's not funny.  Not only do I contemplate whether i've done the right thing in my mind, but other things float around in there concerning my future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Things like how am I going to find a job later on, what do I want to do and such.  I just hope that this semester will not be an accurate portrail of my future.  Unemployed.  I find that I can work in probably any environment that is ETHICAL.  Like i've already done factory work for a whole summer and that was pretty brutal.  I've delt with customers on practically and endless basis.  I've communicated well between co-workers and friends.  I do believe that I have the neccesary "soft" skills, but I may lack the technical skills since i've yet to find a job within my field.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other things that concern me are morso personal things.  Should I have done this, why do I think this way is better, what could I have done differently in this situation.  Though some friends have given me feedback (sorta) on some situations, i'm not quite sure if a next time will be different, just because of who I am.  I guess i'll find out the next time the situation arises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It is currently the 22nd of April and i'm going to have 2 more exams in about 5 days.  1 day I will most likely be not able to study so that leaves 4 days.  I should really start studying in that case.  I can't wait till summer.  Even though i'll have summer school.  I'll be able to relax a little bit more and work out like I want to and develop more muscles and tone my body a lil more.  I am proud that my body has shown SOME improvement since the beginning of the semester so horray for me! =D But now is not the time to be celebrating.  Study first, work out later, and enjoy the benefits for life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114572478316273447?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114572478316273447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114572478316273447' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114572478316273447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114572478316273447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/thoughts-just-keep-running-through-my.html' title='Thoughts Just keep running through my head'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114547249059591855</id><published>2006-04-19T12:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T12:48:10.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE KILL ME NOW!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Son of a gun! I'm soooo exhausted from studying for everything! Economics and now Accounting.  Friggin hell.  Spent what, 2 - 3 days straight studying for economics.  And then the DAY AFTER I have an accounting exam.  Fucking sucks soo much balls. Hate this! But I understand how to get MOST things in accounting.  It's just the matter of PRODUCING the right answer.  When I see the questions in the book, I sorta know what's going on, and then when I do them I have like a 50/50 chance of getting it right.  So that's like not the way I want to go.  But right now I have no fucking motivation to study.  Hence why i'm writting in this thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did some questions not too long ago and I was really proud that I was able to get the right answers.  But I don't think their difficulty is at ALL similar to that of the exam. Ugh Ugh!! this is gonna suck balls.  But after this, I swear i'm SOOOOOO RELAXING on thursday.  Like totally CHILLIING.  Doing no fucking work nothing.  Go out and hang out with friends.  ESPECIALLY DAVE! gotta pry that mofo away from the damn computer.  LOL.  Probably going to end up calling Erica, and Tracy, and Coleman and see what they're up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UGH! alright I guess this has been fun but I should review more things.  damnit.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114547249059591855?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114547249059591855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114547249059591855' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114547249059591855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114547249059591855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/please-kill-me-now.html' title='PLEASE KILL ME NOW!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114530705695567533</id><published>2006-04-17T14:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T14:50:56.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams Begin</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O boy o boy, it begins yet again.  That time of year that haunts every students dreams.  EXAMS! OH the horror!! it's too bad that we students cannot do anything about it.  Although my exams aren't TOO bad, I suppose since i've only got 4 exams in total.  But even still, I don't like them.  Haha! Let's lay down my exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Economics is first on Tuesday.  Now that one i'm not TOO worried about, but regardless, i'll need to study it because for the last couple of quizes I did not read the required chapters.  I'm really glad that I read at least some of them throughout the year though.  Just because I can spend a couple of hours reviewing those chapters.  Kinda regret not reading chapters for other courses, but O well, what can you do y'know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Next is the deadly Accounting exam.  This one is definitely going to rape me.  I'm going into this fucking exam with like a 56%.  Ya I know, horrible, but damn.  I'm sooo fucked. I was soo confident for the second quiz and I ended up failing it pretty damn badly.  Bah, i've tried to study for this fucking class, and I know some stuff, but i'm afraid that i won't know everything =(  O well, we'll see what happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that exam on wednesday, I have a week to chill till my exam on the following Thursday, which is Systems I believe.  If it is that exam next, I MIGHT be screwed for that one too.  But i'm pretty confident that within that week i'll be able to read all the required chapters and know what's going on.  Same goes for my last exam.  Which is networking.  But that one i'm not TOO worried about.  Simply becuase it's networking and it really shouldn't be too hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well that's my break for now.  Time to get bak to reading.  Been reading for about 5-6 hours.  Never thought i'd be reading for this long in a day. LoL ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114530705695567533?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114530705695567533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114530705695567533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114530705695567533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114530705695567533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/exams-begin.html' title='Exams Begin'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114495806980426318</id><published>2006-04-13T13:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T13:54:29.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, it's been so long since my last post.  Let's see what's new with Jon in the past couple of weeks and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, i've been pretty damn stressed for the past couple of days because of projects and everything.  Sooo messed up.  Hated this one project I had to do, which was Systems.  Sooo crap.  I don't know what's worse.  Studying for exams or doing a project as big as that one.  Either way I'd be pissed off.  But I think that studying would be better than anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Speaking of studying, I need to study accounting and economics this weekend.  And I really don't know how the hell i'm gonna be able to do it.  Like Economics I could probably study in a day or so, and pretty much understand it.  Just cuz i've been keeping up with the readings surprisingly.  But ya.  I'm pretty sure I can remember most of the things in that course.  Accounting is gonna be a bitch.  Like shit, I NEED to study for that one.  and i mean a lot of studying for that course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmmm What else has happened lately... Ummm, I got Iris to meet my friends the other day.  We all went to destiny's for some bubble tea and then we headed back over to Linda's house to watch a movie.  We watched "Crash" the racism movie.  It was pretty damn good.  Sooo happy that only one person really died.  Yup but that was a great night nevertheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What else did I do.  Ah yes, my dining room is painted!! well not FULLY painted but it's got a layer of primer on it.  But the bulk head is painted! looks sooo white compared to the other room that's right beside it.  My sister was joking around saying to my mom "This is 2006 white, and that is 30 years ago white." and it's not white at all, it's like yellowish. Haha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Relationship wise, i'm still single! haha Though I have found some girls.  I don't think anything would happen between us though.  Kinda sad.  =( o well, soon Jon soon.  I'll find someone sooner or later... hopefully... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never really liked how sometimes you can't really tell if someone is interested in you or not.  Like it's so subtle that you don't know.  So i'm assuming that they're not interested in me so i'll just leave it be and be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So! everything else i think is in check.  and I do believe that's all there is to talk about! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114495806980426318?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114495806980426318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114495806980426318' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114495806980426318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114495806980426318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114444025322798842</id><published>2006-04-07T13:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T14:04:13.253-06:00</updated><title type='text'>it's STUDY time everyone!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2 weeks until finals.  This can't be good.  I've got to study a shitload for accounting so that I know I can get a good mark on this! If I'm able to get a good mark in this, i'm sure I can walk away with a high 70.  Regardless of my stupid midterm mark!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that horrid exam i'll have the economics exam.  Not too bad that one, but i'll still need to study it.  Probably take about 2 days to study it.  The rest of the time it'll be all accounting.  I'm doing pretty well in that course right now.  If I can get a 90 on my exam, o frig, i'm gonna rejoice like no tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that I get a week off.  And then 2 back to back exams yet again. hmm Wut were they again? Ah yes networking and systems.  Now I forget which one comes first, but whatever.  whatever the case I have a week to study for them.  Get everything in my brain and push all the accounting stuff out of my brain.  Networking shouldn't be TOO hard.  But systems. O man, that one is gonna be a bitch and a half.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;School aside, how am I doing... Not bad at all actually.  Enjoying my freedom at the moment.  Very excited to build my computer soon.  Maybe during exams, maybe afterwards who knows.  Meeting quite a fair bit of new friends, it's always good to have more friends =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Our group is trying to think of a place for our annual trip.  We still don't know where to go. LOL.  I do believe that we'll be going to wasaga again, when I couldn't tell ya, but a lot of them are takin mini trips during the summer.  Wish I was goin on a mini trip, but o well.  Guess it's just school and a lil bit of work and mainly working out.  Need to get some abs!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, So much I want to do this summer, Let's see if I can list them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Set up punching bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Get rid of old car in driveway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Clean basement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Find a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Get abs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Annual trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Hang out A LOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Work out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Build my computer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's all I can really think of at the moment.  So yup! well I should get bak to studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*TRANSFORMS* (turns into nerd mode)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114444025322798842?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114444025322798842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114444025322798842' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114444025322798842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114444025322798842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-study-time-everyone.html' title='it&apos;s STUDY time everyone!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114408997578363494</id><published>2006-04-03T12:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T13:53:28.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun Filled weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, that was such a great weekend! Had so much friggin fun this weekend! at the sacrifice of sleep, but it was hell worth it!!  So much fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Also during this whole weekend, i've been thinking quite a fair bit! YES I KNOW I CAN STILL THINK WHEN I'M BUZZED!! hahaha! Actually sometimes when you're buzzed u think a lot more.  But ya I was thinking quite a fair bit.  Thinkin about school, emotions, and what I should do in the near future! lolz! Things are all kinda jumbled together into a big ass mess, and currently i'm in the process of sorting everything out.  New information popping up here and there, it just adds confusion to everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But with everything going on, I think i'm handling it pretty well.  Nothing has come up to the point where I like get frustrated over everything and start throwing a fit or getitng pissed off.  So that's always good! haha.  I think it really helps that i'm single at the moment though.  Just the added stress of a gf might be overwhelming.  But then again it depends on the girl! haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm even though i'm single and everything, it kinda feels really weird that i'm not in a relationship.  Kinda feel alone sometimes.  LoL But i know I still have my friends wherever i go =D Honestly if i didn't have friends, i'd break down.  So happy I have such great friends =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back to listenning in class.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114408997578363494?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114408997578363494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114408997578363494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114408997578363494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114408997578363494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/fun-filled-weekend.html' title='Fun Filled weekend!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114391345794483574</id><published>2006-04-01T11:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-01T11:44:18.110-06:00</updated><title type='text'>PARTY TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;holy FUCK that was a great night.  I don't care if I didn't grind up with that many girls or whatever, it was just an AWESOME night.  I know most guys are like, "yo shit I grinded up with this girl and she was hot and blah blah blah" but like fuck, sometimes it ain't always about dat yo.  It's all about the crew you go with, and the crew I went with, fucking awesome.  Love you guys to death.  Too bad some people couldn't come but hey, we had loads of fun.  Danced my freaking ass off! Oh, and note to self, if I ever goto another club and shit, GET DRUNK BEFORE GOING IN! like seriously, the drinks there are rip offs.  AND the shots are just crap. rofl.  they come in like small ass cups that are probably 2 oz or something rofl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should really learn to drink more beer.  I never really liked the taste of beer.  I'm moreso a coolers guy, but i'll drink a couple of beers if the occasion calls for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daaaammnnnn, you don't understand man, that was a really fun time.  Even though I wanted to kick some guys teeth in, well actually 3 people, but like still.  One guy I fully woulda kicked his ass.  He was disrespecting one of my friends, and I so shoulda had a lil "chat" with him.  Fawwwqqq but it was crowded at some points.  Points where like I could barely move and had to shove people back.  Ohh and there was a poor guy who lost his wallet.  Felt bad for the guy so I helped him look around a bit.  Couldn't find it though =S bummers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maaaan, I didn't really see anyone from school though.  That was kinda weird actually.  LOL  Supposingly there was a Viet group going that had some friends in it, but I couldn't find em.  =S O well, whatever.  Saw some nice chicks there.  ROFL! There was one who I glaced up at and I saw her looking at me, and she sorta just smiled at me.  Iunno if she was laughing cuz I was cute or cuz i suck ass at dancing.  LOL Well whatever the case she was alright too.  HAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awwww too bad Iris couldn't go.  She woulda liked it.  I think =P She'd be checkin out the other girls, and be all "I WANT THAT SHIRT!" hahaha and YES IRIS... THERE WERE GIRLS WEARING SKIRTS!! hahaha! So you lose! =P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anywhos, i'm gonna take a friggin nap cuz i'm beat as hell.  Au Revoir suckers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114391345794483574?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114391345794483574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114391345794483574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114391345794483574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114391345794483574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/04/party-time.html' title='PARTY TIME!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114365096456575399</id><published>2006-03-29T10:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T10:49:24.646-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, exams are creeping up pretty fast.  Am I worried. No... Am I studying? Not yet...  Do I really care? Not really.  LoL.  I really don't know why i'm not caring that much about this semester.  Maybe because things are just going crap for me.  But I am determined to do very well on my exams so I can at least pull up my current high 60% to high 70% or 80%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's my goal for all my exams.  Other than that, PARTY!!!! and watch x-men 3 =D ooo shit i wanna see that movie!! hahhaha I DIDN'T KNOW IT WAS OUT IN MAY!!!! friggin! it's a whole friggin month! god damnit... well 2.. but frig! all this time i thought it was RIGHT before my exam, but NOOOOOO.  GRRR can't even treat myself to a great movie after exams.. piece of shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;well, in other news...  ITS ALMOST PARTY TIME!!!!! sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeettt  Can't wait to goto the docks with everyone.  Gonna be LOADS of ppl.  Just hope it don't rain! haha otherwise it should be a great weekend with friends =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmmm lots of things on my mind lately.  Not only school but other things as well.  Quite a bit of should i do this and should i do that.  LoL i'm too indecisive and don't know if change will be good or not.  Cuz i'm quite content with where i'm at right now.  Allthough I would like a better job than Tim hortons.  cuz like at the moment i feel as if i'm getting the odd end jobs that nobody wants.  =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blaaaaaahh yesss almost time to leave work! =D This is my last day =S so I only get another what, 96 bucks from today.  *sigh* o well, better than nothing.  =D  Well anyways that's all i'm gonna say for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114365096456575399?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114365096456575399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114365096456575399' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114365096456575399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114365096456575399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/work-work-work.html' title='Work work work'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114331418440338912</id><published>2006-03-25T13:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T13:16:24.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Oieeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Damn, Friday was just HORRIBLE!!! I thought that I could never beat my 21 hours of sleep.  and luckily i didn't! hahah instead i got 19 hours of sleep.  Just couldn't stay awake for very long,  sooo sick.. Had a fever, coughing, and headaches.  All i could do was sleep it off.  But no matter how much I slept I couldn't shake it off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And today I feel somewhat better.  I feel more awake now.  But ya.  Still have a cough, SOMETIMES have a fever, and i have the slightest headache still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ugh i gotta start on so many things today.  Good thing i called in sick.  Gotta do accounting, and 305.  the other things can goto hell.. hahaha and that's all! i'm gonna go now.. buh byes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114331418440338912?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114331418440338912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114331418440338912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114331418440338912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114331418440338912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/oieeee.html' title='Oieeee'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114287820677917433</id><published>2006-03-20T11:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T12:10:10.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weee!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm quite a fair bit has happened since the last time i've written.  I'll just write em all down now.  So let's see.  On friday, a bunch of people and I went snowboarding!!! it was FUKIN FUN! hahah my ass and body hurts but who cares!! it was so much fun! except for the part where i LOST MY WALLET! *smacks head* shoulda put it in the locker.. stupid me.  I put my phone in there but not my wallet.  Such a dumb ass.  Ah well, whatever, Still found it! THANKS MIKE!!! hehhee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then afterwards we went to eat dinner at a viet place at woodside. SOOO GOOOD =D It was quite yummy! hahha It was jokes cuz as we were leaving, the manager knows linda and her sibs so lol he calls them the "strawberry kids" LOL! it's jokes.  But damn, yummy food! =D we were all STARVING man.. wow.. ate sooo fast.  shoulda gotten more!! lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then umm let's see, we went bak to linda's house and just chilled there.  I got to sit in the massage chair.  hehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What else happened.  well that pretty much sums up what we did on friday.  But on saturday i did nothing! well aside from home work.  and i watched ong-bak.  ROFL! that's one fucking funny movie.  You just had to be there with me and my bro's audio commentary.  LOL jokes =P hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wut else, on sunday I went to work and was scared shitless cuz the Always Fresh guy might be commin.  Fucking guy ended up not comming but whatever.  I was happy that i got outta there =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And ok that's it. ROFL! then I spent the remainder of my night online chatting with people.  trying to help a friend with my advice... dunno if it helped tho! hahaha.. seems like everythings alright now =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Alright that's enough for now.  I'm gonna go get some pizza.  c ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114287820677917433?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114287820677917433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114287820677917433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114287820677917433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114287820677917433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/weee.html' title='Weee!!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114254328777693255</id><published>2006-03-16T15:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T15:08:07.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Lalala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Again on my break. lolz  And as usual i'm bored as hell.  I was so bored I read some news.  Sooo sad to think about this boy of age 5 dying from a car accident after his dad pulled over to help a motorist.  Such a horrible story.  And to think that my nephew is that age too.  I'd go insane if anything happened to him.  Or anyone in my family for tha tmatter.  LOL in this case i'd use my sword (thanks ryan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O man that's all i can think about right now.. my mind has gone blank. lolz ah well.. next time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114254328777693255?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114254328777693255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114254328777693255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114254328777693255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114254328777693255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/lalala.html' title='Lalala'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114245476138583652</id><published>2006-03-15T14:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-15T14:32:41.403-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I smell a lawsuit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ok, funny yet scary thing happened.  I was walkin down to the atrium when I noticed a shitload of cars backed up along yonge street.  I was like "wtf" and so I look down towards dundas square and notice like 3 cherries flashing down there.  HMMM wonder what the hell happened there!   As I was walking down the sidewalk, I hear people chattering and talking about what happened down there.  Some say a billboard fell, some said something else fell.   I didn't think to check because it was far and cold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So! I got back to the ITM lounge and msged my buddy.  Told him to check it out when he walks home.  Cuz he passes by.. then he tells me he's in the building pretty damn close to dundas square and the window is facing dundas square.  So i got him to check.  So he checked and asked other people around there.  And they tell me that there was a billboard sign that sorta broke.  Not all of it, just part of the advertisement.  A "C" fell off the billboard and fell to the ground.  that's some dangerous shit! I smell a lawsuit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114245476138583652?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114245476138583652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114245476138583652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114245476138583652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114245476138583652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-smell-lawsuit.html' title='I smell a lawsuit'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114226364440052480</id><published>2006-03-13T09:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T09:27:36.340-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why is it so crappy outside?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O man, I woke up today and all I hear is "WHOOOOOSSSSSSHHHHH" from outside.  Man, that can't be good! lolz.  Ah hell, gotta goto school to do my quiz and work and shit. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, aside from that, I have a lot of projects to do for the end of this month.  I should start them soon.  I have a systems analysis project that'll probably take some time.  I also have a Networking project that won't take as much time but still a pretty decent amount.  And I have an accounting project that I need to do, but iunno when it is going to be assigned.  Ah well, i'll probably start working on everything this week.  OH! and I have a presentation to do for Ethical leadership. which is pretty shitty cuz iunno wtf i'm doing.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On a different note.  I LOVE THIS SONG!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DHT - My Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't get it outta my head! i'm gonna play it right now and try and copy down the lyrics. Well after the song i'm listenning to right now =P cuz I like this one too. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;DHT - My Dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In my dream t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;here's a place without wars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No more guns, no more pain, no more hurt,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a world full of joy without sadness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;People sing, people dance, with all happiness,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me too my dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is everytihng&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Where there is no war&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the children sing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love is all around&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the only thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a dream that must come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my dream there's a place where it's clean&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;no more waste in the air and the sea&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so this place will be pure and all healthy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can live your life in heaven!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take me too my dream&lt;br /&gt;Love is everytihng&lt;br /&gt;Where there is no war&lt;br /&gt;And the children sing&lt;br /&gt;Love is all around&lt;br /&gt;It's the only thing&lt;br /&gt;In a dream that must come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;(x2)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There we go! That's a great song =D love it.  I haveta listen to it at least once.  hehe Soooo good.  hehe well anyways, thats enough time wasting for now.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114226364440052480?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114226364440052480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114226364440052480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114226364440052480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114226364440052480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/why-is-it-so-crappy-outside.html' title='Why is it so crappy outside?'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114194291774394388</id><published>2006-03-09T16:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T16:21:57.760-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Time wasting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, I can't believe i've spent about 2 hoursish doing SUKOKU'S.  LoL! well at least it passed the time till class.  hehe Just another hour or so till I head to class =D hehe Not that it's GREAT or anything but today I have more energy than usual.  Iunno why.  LoL! Maybe cuz my mind has been working and it's still turning and it makes me want to learn and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know why, but my throat is so frigging dry.  I can't seem to quench my thirst! I've had like 2 full bottles of water, but to no avail.  =S  Ah wellz! i'll just keep drinking more and more water and keep going to the washroom every hour or something. hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm getting bored now that i don't have any sudoku's to do.  I think within the hour that i'll be waiting, i'll become lazy.  haha ah well!! so i'll be a grumpy Jon in accounting! =P haha! s'all good, not like anyone actually there CARES since it's already a big enough place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blah anyways i'm gonna find a game to play to kill the remainder 40ish minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114194291774394388?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114194291774394388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114194291774394388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114194291774394388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114194291774394388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/time-wasting.html' title='Time wasting'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114166463877230924</id><published>2006-03-06T10:51:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T11:03:58.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'>La dee da</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well i'm at work.  yet again, hahaha.  I've helped a guy this morning so i dont' feel TOO unproductive.  Well let's talk about my day yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOOO SHITTY! rofl! work tired me out more than usual yesterday.  It was still fun, but I was so freakin tired.  Damn CIRCA guy changed and I don't really like him.  But somehow me and Ryan did it in 35 mins.  New record for us.  I guess it also depends of the size of the order, but they're all relatively the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;After that, a BIG ass rush came.  And Raymond and Prya were at the front.  So I helped them out.. took us about 20 mins to get rid of the damn line.  THEN I went on my FIRST break.  after 6 hours of working, I had my break.  Gosh I was tired.  And moreso, I had a headache.  And I felt so drained.  So I took it easy stocking up, and then I had to take an order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This guy... OMG... I was talking to a buddy of mine and we were discussing different languages, and we were ratting on like brown ppl talking.  Saying how it's just a frigging slur/string of words or stuff with no clear definition of actual words.  Since my buddy knew some chinese (he's white btw) he says something in chinese and says, how at least with chinese you can associate a word with a syllable.  Well getting back to the customer, he talked english like brown ppl talk their language.  ALL SLURRED TOGETHER.  all i heard was "medium" and "sugar"... like DAMN! slow down! just cuz ur language is slurred together you don't need to slur every language together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And that's not the worse part.  I get his order, and he gives me money.  Comes out to about 2.70, He gives me money and i look at it.. what do i see? 1.60.. So I say, "You're short a dollar and ten cents".  He asks me how much he gave me, and i say 1.60.  He reaches into his pocket and grabs some coins, and give me a nickel.  I say, You're still short a dollar.  He says what? and i lay out the money he gave me, and say "this is a dollar, this is 50 cents..." and it continues, so he looks at me blankly for a bit, and then gives me 5 bucks.  AND while i was looking in his pile of coins, i SAW a looney in his hands.  omg.. retard.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I had a headache when I got home and so I showered and sat on my bed chatting online.  A friend of mine was having a rough day too, so we started to talk.  I think we managed to make each of our nights/days better.   Then I went to sleep and now i'm here.  hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And i'm bored. =S So i think i'll try and find something better to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114166463877230924?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114166463877230924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114166463877230924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114166463877230924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114166463877230924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/la-dee-da.html' title='La dee da'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114152259048205502</id><published>2006-03-04T19:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T19:36:30.496-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ahhh, totally cool having family over.  I absolutely love having my sister over with her husband.  It's just so much fun listenning to everyone joke, and just have some fun.  They have this thing about them that just brings life to the whole household.  It's amazing.  Totally love it =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Iunno why but i've just thought about something I learned in Psych.. I think it was psych, or marketing or something, Iunno whatever the case is, I'm just reminded that we value losses more than we value gains.  For example if you lost 100 bucks, and you later won back the 100 bucks in some contest, your level of satisfaction is still lower than what it was before you lost the 100 bucks.  Iunno just some random thing that just popped into my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well! I have a feeling that my marks are slipping this semester.  My midterms aren't looking too promising.  considering I got my accounting one back already and it wasn't that great.  I hope I can make it up with the project and Final.  I highly doubt i'll achieve the marks that I said in a previous entry but i'm still gonna try for it.  LoL it's funny, I've always tried to do my best, to get high marks, and everytime I say that, or try harder, I end up getting the same grade.  I think i've reached the point in my life where I don't really set a high goal anymore because I know if I try for it, i'll end up getting dissapointed when I fall short.   It's sad I know =( But o well, being an average person is good enough for me.  As long as i'm not a poor person in the future I don't mind.  And hopefully my job will be something I like (computers, mechanic, or other things)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114152259048205502?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114152259048205502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114152259048205502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114152259048205502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114152259048205502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/ahhh-totally-cool-having-family-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114136238738364783</id><published>2006-03-02T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T23:06:27.396-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow i Suck</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, well today was just a crappy day.  I was stressing out for my midterm in ITM305 which is Systems Analysis Design (might i point out that the accronym for that is SAD) and the midterm turns out to be mainly theory and stuff from the book.  Which I just so happened to SKIM through.  *sigh* kicking myself for not reading it carefully.  But o well.  Next I went to lunch with some buddies of mine.  Salad King is a pretty good place to eat! =D that was one of the highlights of the day.  Then I was waiting for Accounting to start so I decided to hang out with some friends at the ITM help desk.  I tell ya, it felt like the longest 3 hours or my life for some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then on my way home, I had JUST missede the midland bus, so I waited for the Brimley bus.  Got on, went to STC and found that the bus goes out of service at STC.  Bus driver is like shouting at me to get off since i had my headphones on.  Piece of junk.  I go and check the next time the bus comes. 11:20!!! and it was 10:50!! HALF AN HOUR. OMG i was not waiting half an hour.  So I took the Mccowan bus home.  Walked for about 10 mins and.. LOL I scared the shit outta some lady walking home.  I was walking and she was walking so slow so i was walking behind her TRYING to find a way to pass her.. and she all of the sudden turns around and sees me RIGHT infront of her.  LOL I think I scared the shit outta her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Got home, my stomach wasn't feeling too well, but I still ate stuff.  Then I'm on my computer and now i'm chatting away! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114136238738364783?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114136238738364783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114136238738364783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114136238738364783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114136238738364783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/03/wow-i-suck.html' title='Wow i Suck'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114115357210196335</id><published>2006-02-28T12:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T13:06:12.116-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I did sooooo bad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sigh* I did soooo bad on my networking midterm =( even WITH the bonus I only got a 67% on the MC part =(  Which means it is VITAL that I did at least an 80ish on the written part JUST so I can bump up my mark for the midterm.  But i'm not even sure about that! =S Soooo screwed.  At MOST I think i'd get a 70% or so on the writtien =S just cuz I didn't know what 2 of the questions was and I bullshitted it.  O well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Now to move onto my OTHER midterm that is on thursday.  =S from what my friends have told me, all I really need to know are event tables and DFD diagrams.  But I still probably need to know some other stuff there.  But I don't know how the midterm is formatted so it'll be tough to predict what'll be on the midterm.  O well, i'm just gonna concentrate mainly on the DFD diagrams and event tables.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Seriously, I don't think i'm gonna be able to get a job for this summer.  I've applied to some places already but no reply =(  *sigh* i'm gonna be a poor student working at TIM HORTONS for the summer! *cries*  If that's the fucking case, I might as well go volunteer at some place.  I'd rather do something I like for free than do something I don't really like for shit money.  LoL yes i know i'm weird but goes to show that at least i'm not materialistic! lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114115357210196335?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114115357210196335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114115357210196335' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114115357210196335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114115357210196335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-did-sooooo-bad.html' title='I did sooooo bad'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114080101300794087</id><published>2006-02-24T11:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T11:10:13.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Study day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yaaa that's right, i'm STUDYING today... something i havn't done at ALL during this whole week off.  hahaha =D O well, i SHOULD read these 150 pages or so, but damn that's a lot of friggin reading!  plus my friends told me what was on their midterm since they took it last semester and they said that their questions were mostly on cables and crap (btw i'm studying for networking) all the physical aspects of networking.  So i'm banking on that it'll be similar. =D As for the multiple choice, they're all from the back of the book!!! hahaha! =D so i'll just study those, remember them and BAM i should be set... just gotta read the parts i'm iffy about... and i should be set for this midterm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Other things I need to do is study for the Economics quiz on monday.. now it shouldn't be that hard, cuz it's pretty simple, but i usually read the book the day before and it usually works out for me. hahha =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then i have a midterm on thursday which i have NO clue what i'm doing... SO i haveta read on tuesday, wednesday and thursday morning to figure out what the hell i'm gonna do.. haha! I have a feeling i'm going to be screwed for that one.  stupid DFD diagrams and Event tables.  *grrrr* hehe... Ah well, this was a nice lil break... bak to skimming through my networking book =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114080101300794087?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114080101300794087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114080101300794087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114080101300794087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114080101300794087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/study-day.html' title='Study day!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114046758488524268</id><published>2006-02-20T14:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T14:33:07.076-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto show day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Going to the auto show today!! Kinda excited to see some cars! =D Wonder if there'll be some wicked free stuff! lolz! that'd be great. haha  maybe a free CAR!!! hahhaa j/k j/k.. wonder if i should walk in there with my subaru shirt!! hahah! i wonder how many people will fucking look at me! rofl!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awww it's so sad, i'm listennin to my graduation song from SAM.  The graduation song, and it mentions how they go out and try and make the big bucks.  I wonder if that future will be ahead of one of my friends.  Or me.  Hope it's me. hahaha. But ya.  Kinda makes you wonder about the future cuz back then we wouldn't think about that in great detail, but now, it's more crucial now.  And as a friend said that money is really only a figment of our imagination and how we MAKE this piece of paper worth something, we still need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I hope i get a job for this summer... then I can make more money =D yaye!! hehe and hopefully the job will give me new experiences to further expand my knowledge of my field.. hehe =D then it should be easier to find a job =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114046758488524268?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114046758488524268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114046758488524268' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114046758488524268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114046758488524268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/auto-show-day.html' title='Auto show day!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-114036153352847523</id><published>2006-02-19T09:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T09:05:33.543-06:00</updated><title type='text'>*yawn*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I just woke up.  lol Still kinda early but o well.  Haveta get up for work today.  8 hour shift at timmies.  And for about one of those hours and probably more, i'll haveta do SERCA or however u spell the accronym.  Ah well it shouldnt' be too bad since in the morning i'll be working with cool people.. and in the afternoon i'll be working with cool people too.  haha i got the inbetween shift.  so meeeeh hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So what's new what's new.  Oh I hung out with Raymond yesterday! yes the big black dude that I havn't seen in quite a long time.  Still looks the same, acts the same.  only thing I havn't gotten used to is him smoking. lolz I do believe he said that he's gonna try and quit after his bday.. so that's a good thing =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm any other things to talk about? nope i guess not.  LoL what a boring life I lead =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-114036153352847523?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/114036153352847523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=114036153352847523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114036153352847523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/114036153352847523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/yawn.html' title='*yawn*'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113996932602884437</id><published>2006-02-14T19:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:08:47.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's that time of year again! When couples around the world go out and frantically try and impress their significant other.  LoL  It's been a while since i've spent a Valentines day alone.  As a Single I mean.  lolz.  Ah well, No way am I going to mope around being all "ohhh I dont' have a valentine boohoo hoo".  Like it REALLY matters that much.  *turns around and cries*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LOL! j/k j/k.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I've got some very funny friends.  Take a look at some of the MSN display names that they've set up:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Surviving Valentines Day the Asian Way:  Stalk a Girl That You Met On Ragnorok Online; Pretend to be Charming, Handsome and White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Happy Singles Awareness Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Awwww that's all for now.  LoL.  Well anyways, what was I going to talk about.  Great.. Thanks Mom... messed up my train of thought.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH I remember what I wanted to say! lolz.  Anyone want to goto Afterlife on friday the 24th? probably going to be a HUGE ass party there =D Supposingly these two groups called CASS and something else are getting together to throw a party.  It'll probably be PACKED to the max but hey! the only thing  i'm not looking forward to is PARKING and fucking standing in line.  hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All that aside... I CAN'T BELIEVE MIKE, LINDA, KU, AND BOOBS ARE GOING TO LE BEEFTEQUE!!! lolz i should seriously throw a rock at the window. lolz  they're SCAMMERS i say! SCAMMERS!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm what else can I say.  Oh, ever have this happen to you?  you've known someone for a long time and you think u know them pretty darn well, but then u look closer and they're a completely different person?  I can probably say that about hmmm a couple of people I know.  Not naming names or anything.  Now is that a bad thing or a good thing?  LoL I think for certain friends it can be a bad thing, on the other hand, the other types of friends it's alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OH! hahah this is kinda random, but on my way home one day, my mind was wandering around and for some strange odd reason I was thinking about two people.  One I totally hate and one that is a pretty good friend.  So who are these people? lolz Well one is Chris and the other is Jon Ng.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;See, I was searching through friendsters one day, and I found this person who was talking about how the world is messed up i suppose.  And what the person said was that all they heard at school and everywhere nowadays is how "I got back".  And they said something along the lines of "Ok you've got back, so what? your so chicken that you need to hide behind an army when you have a problem?"  And I think that's very true.  If you don't even have the guts to stand up for yourself and fight, you're nothing.  And I think this is what lead my mind to the two people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I was thinking "why is it that I respect someone such as Chris, but not someone like Jon"  Then it sorta hit me.  A possible reason why I respect Chris is because i've known him for so long, and he's been somewhat of a leader.  He organizes our lil hockey games we used to have, he's done different things and everything.  He's a leader, not afraid to take matters into his own hands.  He'll stick up for himself and fight.  On the other hand, Jon is a fucking pussy.  From what i've gathered, he's the most useless guy ever.  Doesn't give two fucks for anything, sits around and smokes weed, takes E and sells it.  can probably be found in 1 of 3 places, his house, pmall, or metro.  LOL I even heard that he gets tired after a day of work.  it's like a moving company but still, ud get used to it after a couple of days.  but not him!  He'll hide behind his "back" for probably anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phew, okay I think that's enough for this post. hahaha rambled on too much =P haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113996932602884437?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113996932602884437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113996932602884437' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113996932602884437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113996932602884437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines day'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113984904286187740</id><published>2006-02-13T10:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T10:44:05.390-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Studying</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, here I am.  Yet another day at work.  LoL.  Well today I actually did some work.  Helped somg guy out with his program.  Kinda baffled me a bit with his questions, but still got them answered. =D It's how I problem solve.  I listen to the question, try out my answer on his/her program and if it doesn't work then I refer back to my projects.  And usually I remember it afterwards =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well onto a different topic.  I'm studying right now.  HAHA! trying to use my time wisely.  Even though I have the quiz in about 3-4 hours.  hahaha =D talk about your last minute reading =P but o wells! not gonna learn by osmosis!! though I really wish I could.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stupid networking.  haha even though it's somewhat basic, some things are quite new and very confusing.  lol like Similar names and shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmmm what else... Well I guess I could say that there's been quite a bit of thoughts that keep re-occuring in my mind.  Some of which are like totally obsurd as to why I would think that way, and others, are possibilities but I keep denying them just cuz I think it's right.  LoL maybe it's a sign that says to think the other way, and just do it! Iunno.  Well whatever, maybe something with friggin smack me in the head or something and make me think otherwise. haha! but till then i'm just going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;alright gotta study. dont'w anna fail.  ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113984904286187740?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113984904286187740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113984904286187740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113984904286187740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113984904286187740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/studying.html' title='Studying'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113943140473320698</id><published>2006-02-08T14:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T14:43:24.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I'm still in school! Today is one of my long days.  I start at 9 in the morning and i go straight till 9:30.  Sometimes I don't go ALL the way to 9:30 but pretty damn close.  Phew.  I'm quite tired.  I took a nap while I was at work this morning.  Hahaha I know i'm not suppose to but o well.  Screw it.  Not like anyone came in and needed help with anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I should've read my stupid case for tonight's class.  I'll probably read it in a little bit.  Speaking of tonight's class.  I haveta think of some topic to talk about for my project.  Hasta be a topic from this broad topic that me and a group haveta do it on.  And I really don't know what our broad topic is talking about! haha.  Our topic is "Cultural Differences in Business Ethics."  WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN! hahaha!! So am I suppose to look at how different cultures views affect their business ethics?  Things such as if you give a thumbs up in some country that means fuck you?  That kinda thing?  So what the hell am I suppose to do my project on? just one culture?  psssh I should ask my prof in class.  I'm sooo confused.  And the thing is, is that i'm in a group with a bunch of guys and they all look like slackers. lolz.  Ah well, what can u do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been a long long time since i've had one of those sleepless nights.  Last night, I could not sleep.  It was so weird.  I kept tossing and turning, waking up for no reason then trying to go bak to sleep.  It was horrible.  I think the last time I've had one of those was when I was sick, but I know i kept waking up because I was sick.  This time i'm not even sick! =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;On the bright side of things.  I got 28/30 on my ecn quiz! =D soooo happy! So far i've gotten 26/30 on the first one and 28/30 on the second.  Things are looking good! =D just need to ace another 4 more to guarentee a high mark going into the exam.  The course takes the best 5/6 quizes and that makes up 50% of your final mark.  I'm planning on getting a high mark in ecn.  I HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Since i've got a shitload of time on my hands, i'll post up what I hope to achieve this semester.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ECN104                B+ OR    A-       Economics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ACC406                B-  OR    B          Accounting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ITM310                B    TO    A         Networking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ITM305                C    TO    B          Systems Analysis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MGT800              C     TO    B         Ethical Leadership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup! that's mygoal for this semester.  I hope with this my GPA will raise by a lil bit.  I want to try and get my GPA to at LEAST a 3.  Since it's currently sitting at a 2.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that's enough rambling for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113943140473320698?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113943140473320698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113943140473320698' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113943140473320698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113943140473320698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/what-to-do.html' title='What to do...'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113925351644353979</id><published>2006-02-06T13:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T13:18:39.033-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Working</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weeeee! i'm at work!  This job is probably the easiest thing i'll ever do in my whole life.  I basically do nothing for the whole time i'm here.  Occasionally i'll be studying or reading up for classes and such.  But mostly it's just sitting around on my computer.  Or like today I went to eat lunch with my friends and it took about half an hour to an hour.  And i got paid for that =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hehe on another note, I think i'm going to head up to my sisters place to take care of Smokey.  Hope she doesn't bite/hiss/scratch me.  Hehe.  Probably going to head up tonight and stay over.  Then study on tuesday in a house all by myself.  Wonder if i'll be able to concentrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I've probably asked like a bunch of people if they're free tmr and all of them have school.  =S  SO I guess i'm gonna be a loner =P haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ah well, time to waste more of my time.  hahaha CIAOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113925351644353979?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113925351644353979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113925351644353979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113925351644353979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113925351644353979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/working.html' title='Working'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113880633916646911</id><published>2006-02-01T08:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T09:05:39.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPYYYYY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, i'm so tired today.  LOL.  Probably cuz I got home at about 1 yesterday.  LOLZ o well! =)  It's quite tiring here at work.  LOLZ more like BORING!!!! But so far the first hour has been pretty good because i'm getting to know the people at the help desk.  =D It's great.  we were just discussing the whole exchanging laptops and everything.  Pretty cool.  Lotsa problems and everything.  Trying to help out from a students perspective and trying to offer some ideas.  hehehhe I feel so useful.  I wonder if I should add that to my count of people i've helped.  HAHA.  So far it's still at 2! from my first day at work.  I highly doubt that anyone will come in today. Cuz first of all it's the morning.  No one likes to come in the mornings.  And 2nd, no assignments are due this week.  SO yup! everything is cool =P Yet another 3 hours of doing nothing and getting paid for it.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What shall I do for the other 2 hours?  I want to sleep but iunno, I might save that for Economics.  HAHAHA such a useless and easy class.  Oh I haveta say this.  Last week, I didn't pay any attention during the 2 hour lecture.  And then this week I had a tutorial or a lab for that class.  And I swear i answered more questions correct than anyone else.  And there weren't htat many questions.  SOOOOO rediculous.  All I had to do was open my book, look at the question and BAM done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, I should go back to "work" hahaha so c ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113880633916646911?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113880633916646911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113880633916646911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113880633916646911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113880633916646911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/02/sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeepyyyyy.html' title='SLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPYYYYY'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113863420214006610</id><published>2006-01-30T09:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T09:16:42.156-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of work....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well! it's the first day of work for me at Ryerson.  This is probably the easiest job i'll ever have.  All I do is sit around at this table waiting for people to come in and like ask quesitons and everything.  It's a shame that not many hot girls take ITM so ya.  And it's also a shame that I can't really leave this room.  I probably COULD tho.  LOL Not like my professor actually comes in and checks up on me.  So in reality, I can like leave maybe half an hour early or so.  As long as there isn't anyone who needs help.  I highly doubt that anyone will come in today.  But who knows, maybe i'll get unlucky and get like one person come in =P hahah and then i'd actually have to do some WORK =P hahhaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe I should like start talking to the other people who work in the same general area as me.  Instead of being such a loner here. hahaha =P  Or i should get some people to COME ONLINE!! geez hahahaha nobody is online at the moment to talk to.  =S It sucks.  *sigh*  o well, guess it's game time! =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113863420214006610?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113863420214006610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113863420214006610' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113863420214006610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113863420214006610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-of-work.html' title='First day of work....'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113854922013424112</id><published>2006-01-29T09:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T22:50:42.610-06:00</updated><title type='text'>ANOTHER ONE! OMG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, so first of all, I would like to say HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEARS EVERYONE! =D it's the year of the Dog! WOOF WOOF! lolz well, now that that's outta the way, i'll quickly write what i wanna say in like 5 mins so i can goto work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SO... I had yet ANOTHER fucked up dream. and this time it was at Tim Hortons! seriously you know something wrong with yourself when you start dreaming about work. =S . So what ends up happenning is that apparently it was a day where all employees are evaluated or critiqued by some arbitrator person. So like the WHOLE frigging staff of tim hortons was tehre. And all of us were working! So I told shirley that "if we still somehow have a long line up with this many people we friggin suck" But fortunately no customers came!! hhaha that was awesome. Then like Elmo brought a gameboy to play, and I had one too. And for some reason Bryan was like hugging Jonathan Baker and some other dude. Then Khoang was getting everyone together so he could say something. And so he explained to us what was going on, and introduced some lady (who btw looked like a witch w/out the hat and black clothing). SO she takes like one person in. and then I wake up. I looked at the clock and then went bak to slp. The dream continued only that Khoang was now the person being interviewed and for some reason i'm sitting in the same room waiting my turn. And I can hear everything that was going on too. So they talk, she asks questions, Khoang answers, then she gets mad or something and uses a projector to show him what her initial ideas were of him. She said he was "well balanced, except for certain areas" and she had like 4 pages with the things Khoang was good at and was bad at. All with numbers associated to them. Then she gets to the fourth page and she says "and your bad with Jonathan" Me and him exchange looks of confusement and then he asks "Uhh, is it possible to have Jonathan on that list?" and then she replies "yes this is your overall score" I was like wtf! I looked up at the projection and i see my name along with my signature beside it. LIKE WTF!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113854922013424112?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113854922013424112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113854922013424112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113854922013424112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113854922013424112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/another-one-omg.html' title='ANOTHER ONE! OMG!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113802794761595796</id><published>2006-01-23T08:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T08:52:27.720-06:00</updated><title type='text'>2 fucked up dreams in 2 nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, I can barely remember having dreams let alone 2 seriously messed up dreams in consectutive nights.  Geez... alright so i'll start with the first one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So i'm basically living at home, doing my thing, which is computers and everything.  And I carry on my day and stuff till at night.  For some reason I decide to take a bath.  So I run the water to fill up the bath tub.  I let it run while I go get changed and stuff.  I come back and turn off the water.  I look at the water and notice somethings are floating on the surface.  I look closely and I find that they're bugs.  Like larvea (iunno if that's correct spelling)  and I see like a cockroach or some other bug.  So I go tell my dad, and he tells me that there must be a little crack in the pipes and since it's hot water, bugs like to warmth.  Which is why they've decided to lay them eggs in the pipes.  Then it did that CSI thing where it ZOOMS in on the pipes and you SEE the eggs and stuff inside the pipes.  The only difference is that I don't know where the pipe is.  Shortly after that flash, it jumps to me and my dad looking for this pipe.  And I keep telling him it's because of the construction that we're doing in our dining area.  The banging must've punctured a hole in a pipe because where we're doing the construction, is right under the bathroom.  So ya.  We end up not finding the pipe and I would wake up shortly after.  I tell ya I've never been so scared to turn on the water that morning. errm Afternoon.  Frigg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Second dream!!  This was a very weird dream.  Ok first of all, I dreamt that My alarm rang and I wanted to slp some more, and I have no idea who it was, but someone said "don't worry, i'll give you more time to slp" And I just fell asleep again.  And throughout this whole dream, I kept waking up in real life because in my mind I thought that the alarm already rang and i'd be late for my quiz in the morning.  Well anyways the voice told me that and I began to dream.  Iunno if it's a dream within a dream thing but whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I was dreaming that my family, some friends and I were going on a trip.  I don't really remember where it was to.  But all you need to know is that it was a trip.  So I pack everything up.. clothes and stuff and throw it into a suit case.  or bag or whatever.  I throw it into the car and then we're off.  I don't remember who was with me, but I do think that my mom was with me.  and i'll explain why I think she was with me later.  So we're off, and we decide to stop by a store because we forgot some things and needed to buy them.  Once we got into the store, I realized that I had forgotten my Contacts, Toothbrush, Towel and stuff, and so I called home.  My eldest brother was comming with us too but he had not left the house.  So I told him I forgot these things and he was kinda angry, and then I got another call.  But I missed it.  I forget who called but by the time i switched to the other line, they had hung up.  And when i switched back to my bro, he hung up too.  So, I believe I was going to text message someone and midway through someone calls me.  Caller ID says "Erica Wong".  It's odd because she wasn't going on this trip or anything. So I attempt to pick up but other calls keep comming in.  And then I woke up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm confused about these dreams.  LoL, most likely i'll be pondering what the "deeper" meaning of these dreams are.  LoL iunno why but dreams fascinate me.  It's kinda interesting trying to interprit your dreams with symbols and such.  Anyways, that's it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113802794761595796?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113802794761595796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113802794761595796' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113802794761595796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113802794761595796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/2-fucked-up-dreams-in-2-nights.html' title='2 fucked up dreams in 2 nights'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113789503480069010</id><published>2006-01-21T19:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T19:57:14.830-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ever get the feeling where you just don't know what you want to do?  And you could probably spend days upon days trying to find a direction to go in?  That's kinda how i'm feeling at the moment.  It's like maybe this way is better, or this way, or this way.  So many possibilities.  Yet you can only choose one way to go.  Perhaps later on you may get a second chance with the same option as you had before but it may not be exactly the same.  It would seem that i'm in that sort of situation as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The opportunity that i've passed up in the past has come back.  And the decision isn't any easier.  Aside from that decision, i've been thinking about a lot of things recently such as where I see myself in a couple of years, what I plan on doing and so on.  For now I think that where I plan on going as in the type of job I want to get into will be attainable.  Not saying i'm FOR SURE going to get it, but it's attainable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So with that said, i'm not too too worried about work, but I am still worried of that possibility that I won't get a good job.  LoL and probably end up working at tim hortons for millions of years like Khoang.  lolz.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmm all that isn't really one of my main concerns.  In fact, I don't even know WHAT is bothering me these days.  Maybe the way to go is just to shut the door on everything and just go and have fun with friends.  But not shut the door on school otherwise i'll be totally screwed.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;LoL I know what i'm typing might not make sense because no one really knows the situations that i'm in at the moment or even the people that are involved or even the whole story.  But I don't think i'll divulge this information until I can figure out what i'll do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113789503480069010?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113789503480069010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113789503480069010' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113789503480069010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113789503480069010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/ever-get-feeling-where-you-just-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113728226943254620</id><published>2006-01-14T17:18:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T17:44:30.276-06:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Weee! i'm quite bored at the moment.  So what shall I talk about.  Hmmm I.... Don't.... Know.... hahaha.  Let's see, what's something that I can ramble on about to keep me occupied for a while.  Oh! let's look at 2005! lolz that'll be a significantly long story.  ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well well well, where to begin?!?!  LOL from the beginning DUH! rofl!  Well to start off the year 2005 was great.  Things were just clicking, everything was in place it was set.  School was still being a bitch to me though, haha like always.  But that soon ended after 4 months =D and then it was work time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think work was worthwhile, because I was able to make a good sum of money for myself.  Course that left me with barely enough strength to do anything after work.  But I still tried some days.  About midway through work and everything, iunno, things began to crumble and things that I thought were set, disintergrated infront of my very eyes.  It wasn't until a month after that the picture became clear to me.  Clear as in I knew what was going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Many things happened during that one particular month that made it such a terrible month for not only me, but for others as well.  I'm sooo very glad that I have great friends to help me through those times.  LoL i'm surprised I didn't do anything really stupid.  Aside from the fact that I got piss drunk.  ROFL well actually that wasn't piss drunk because i knew what was going on.  Just felt like shit.  haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm I do believe it took a while to get over things.  Probably still getting over things till this day.  LoL and I think during this year, i've developped a fondness to swords/knives.  I seriously don't know why I like them so much.  I think because I know my accuracy with throwing things can reflect my accuracy throwing smaller knives.  Which I still need to get some.  Hahaha.  But I think that's what started it, and then after watching a video of these martial arts people using knives and staffs, just made me like it even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What else happened this year.  Oh Dave finally got his legs fixed! hhahaha I've known him for as long as I can remember, and he's always had these messed up legs.  I know he never liked it but it sorta grew on him.  But now he's all better! =D The gross thing is, is that when the doctors took off the tendant, they actually GAVE it BACK to Dave.  And it's currently sitting in a freezer in China with his Aunt? right beside his cousin's Tendant because they both got the same operation.  When he told me that, I was a lil bit disgusted. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well neways, what else is there.  Christmas was good, spent the days AROUND christmas with friends.  And the birthdays this year were great.  LoLz.  Love you guys.  I think it's probably been the first Birthday "party" that i've ever had.  LoL call me a deprived child or whatever, but to tell you the truth, my mom's been asking me almost every year if I wanted to have a birthday party and every year I would say no.  I don't know why though.  Guess I never liked having people come and feel obligated to bring a present for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Let's see, Oh i've met some more new friends this year!  I've met Tracy, Emily, Shandy, Jeff... Maybe I should just say the tim hortons staff lol, and Cindy.  They're all really cool people to talk to and be around.  =D At least i'm not rusty in making friends! hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ummm Yup I think that's everything about 2005!! Overall, I think 2005 was mostly good times, but the bad times are also there too.  If I were to give it as a percentage i'd probably say that 55% was good and 45% was bad.  LoL, i've also added some people to my personal black list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I think that about sums up everything in 2005.  Such a crappy year.  LoL don't think I just contradicted myself from what I said above about 2005 being a good year.  It's just that the bad things outweigh the good things.  And that's what usually remains in your mind the most.  Unless it's an exceptionally good thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup well that's it! ta ta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113728226943254620?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113728226943254620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113728226943254620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113728226943254620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113728226943254620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/lalala_14.html' title='LALALA'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113702013593447154</id><published>2006-01-11T16:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T16:55:35.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day of class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup! my official 2nd day of classes.  Damn it sucks.. hahhaha waiting till 6:30 for my next class that is probably the toughest one i have.  It's ethical leadership and it consists of a group project, individual project and a case.. and that makes up my mark.  good thing about it is that there's no final exam so i'm safe there.  bad part is that i suck at writing projects and stuff.  O whoops i forgot to mention that participation counts for 1/4 my grade.  SO! i do believe i may be screwed! hahaha.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O well whatever, i'm not TOO worried about it.  Hopefully next week i'll have some books so instead of wandering around like a lonely homo, I can read. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOOO!! my economics class is kinda weird! hahah guess how it's structured... ok i'll tell you.  6 quizes and a final... that's what makes up my mark. 6 quizes and a final... can u believe that? but it's best outta 6 quizes.  Ah wellz, that's all for economics! hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hmmm what else can I say.  Ohhhhh! lol big news!! well not really big since it's not been decided yet but... I was asked to goto malaysia! ain't that cool?!?! I can't believe that i've made such an impact on my friend in malaysia that she wants me to goto malaysia to spend her prom with her as her date.  ain't it cool?!?! =D  of course i have no idea if I can even go, but like it was a nice gesture. =P  hehe, i'd probably go if like school is so rediculously easy and i can make it bak for exams, and i can find the money to go there.  I could probably get my parents to pay for maybe half? but iunno, that's still a lot of money.  hehe I'd love to go though.  never travelled by myself before.  probably be a worthwhile experience =D AND i get to see Cindy! =D  lolz and i'll finally get to SEE the stars that she always looks at.  haha that'd be quite different from life in toronto.  =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup! sooooooooo we'll see what happens with that trip thing, and ya!  yaye!! half an hour till class! finally! god damnit.. hahaha  alrighty! i think i'm done here.  tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113702013593447154?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113702013593447154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113702013593447154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113702013593447154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113702013593447154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/second-day-of-class.html' title='Second day of class'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15695281.post-113682956794520180</id><published>2006-01-09T11:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T11:59:27.960-06:00</updated><title type='text'>First day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's the dreaded moment of every school kid.  First day of classes! so horrible! I think I speak for everyone when I say that the break was too short! Even though I probably got the most day off than anyone. LoL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup! pretty much wasted my friggin day today.  Came here thinking that there was class, but it was a fucking tutorial.  and there arn't tutorials on the first week of classes! =S god damnit.  So shitty.  Now i'm on my what, 5 hour break? something like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kinda wish I brought a movie to watch or something.  But I didn't.  I'm gonna be soooo friggin lonely on mondays.  None of my friends are gonna be at school.  With the exception of like maybe 2.  But they were smart and knew that it was a tutorial today and didn't come.  Piece of shit.  o wellz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well well well, what else can I complain about?  Can't really think of much to complain about at the moment.  Instead I think i'll try and find something to watch or do.  Op we'll just haveta see what I can find.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15695281-113682956794520180?l=phyreangel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/feeds/113682956794520180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15695281&amp;postID=113682956794520180' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113682956794520180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15695281/posts/default/113682956794520180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phyreangel.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day.html' title='First day!'/><author><name>Hang-Time</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03148165912875269439</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
