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  <title>david's art of the blog</title>
  <subtitle>leaving more crap on the web</subtitle>
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    <name>hormd</name>
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  <updated>2004-05-30T07:00:03Z</updated>
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    <title>no mo blog</title>
    <published>2004-05-30T07:00:03Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-30T07:00:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">seriously this time. you've might've guess already, but i've kinda abandoned this whole bloggin things. i mean this whole xanga/livejournal/tabulas thing aint for me. normally i wouldn't do a "good-bye" blog, except for the fact that i still might continue bloggin on my uw site. good bye world, and &lt;a href="http://students.washington.edu/hormd/blog/index.php?p=2#comments"&gt;hello world&lt;/a&gt;.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hormd:23118</id>
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    <title>mama, just want you to know...</title>
    <published>2004-05-10T03:31:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-10T03:33:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;...that your kids are awesome. but you already know that already when we pulled off mother's day. oh, do you want to know about &lt;em&gt;operation purple blueprint&lt;/em&gt;? well here's how it went down:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;we were lucky at first. our mom didn't wake us up to goto the temple, so we got a good chunk of the day to prepare everything. i was finishing up the &lt;a href="http://students.washington.edu/hormd/pix/0405/pasta.jpg"&gt;creamy garlic shells&lt;/a&gt; as my mom was walking in the door. we told her to look on the fridge. she noticed that it was very clean on the outside, and the only thing on it was &lt;a href="http://students.washington.edu/hormd/pix/0405/note.jpg"&gt;this note&lt;/a&gt;. yeah i know the picture's blurry, but she didn't have her reading glasses either. she had to go get her glasses, and she read it out loud:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mom, although the calender says&lt;br&gt;That today's the day to tell you&lt;br&gt;How much you are loved.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want you to know that&lt;br&gt;We love you everyday&lt;br&gt;Much more than&lt;br&gt;Our words can express&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wishing you a very&lt;br&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Mother's Day&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh and what's this? there some new magnets on the fridge holding up the note? here's a close up of the awesomest kids ever (&lt;a href="http://students.washington.edu/hormd/pix/0405/sibs1.jpg"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://students.washington.edu/hormd/pix/0405/sibs2.jpg"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt;). and wait, there's more. mom opened up the fridge to find this &lt;a href="http://students.washington.edu/hormd/pix/0405/cake.jpg"&gt;awesome cake&lt;/a&gt; that we made. yeah, we advanced from making our own presents that she'll end up throwing away, to making our own presents she'll end up eating. i mean who could say no to angel cake with chocolate covered bananas detailing the bottom, and crowned with chocolate covered strawberries. actually it was &lt;a href="http://students.washington.edu/hormd/pix/0405/loracake.jpg"&gt;lora's idea&lt;/a&gt; to make the cake. and like all of her ideas, i'm the one that actually puts it all together -__-&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>planning</title>
    <published>2004-05-06T02:38:28Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-06T02:38:28Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delora&lt;/strong&gt;: david, mom's bday is coming up, and so is mother's day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;david&lt;/strong&gt;: not now lora, i need to transcribe this interview.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delora&lt;/strong&gt;: here *hands over piece of paper*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;david&lt;/strong&gt;: what is this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delora&lt;/strong&gt;: it's my purple blueprint. it's a blueprint of what we can do, but i used a purple pen.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;david&lt;/strong&gt;: "take pictures, sing a song, make dinner, or all of the above..." i say we make dinner, and give her a picture in a nice frame as a present. "david...treasurer, will handle the money..." wait, does this mean i pay for everything?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delora&lt;/strong&gt;: hehe, yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;david&lt;/strong&gt;: psh, you're cooking then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently reading: writing secure code</content>
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    <title>whaaaaaaaaaaat</title>
    <published>2004-05-05T06:28:02Z</published>
    <updated>2004-05-05T06:28:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i was gonna write about how this week sux. everything just compounded on eachother. i mean i lost my headphones, lost the soccer games, lost my interviewee for 310, haven't scheduled an interview for 380, losing sleep, nobody wants to go on booze cruize with me, xanga not working with tabulas anymore, and i think i'm totally gonna give up on readings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but something happen. it was all today too. everything was looking up. found me another person to interview, was able to schedule the interview for 380. the coolest thing was on the way to bubble tea, one of the book stores on the ave had a going-out-of-business sale. everything was 70% off, and they actually had a computer section. i got me a "writing secure code" book for only 8 bux, instead of the normal $40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i picked up a new tutoring job. while i was teaching her whatever, we were eating some fortune cookies. her fortune was "&lt;i&gt;you will soon receive help from an unexpected source&lt;/i&gt;" and mine was "&lt;i&gt;you will soon have the opportunity to improve your finances&lt;/i&gt;." irconic huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, week aint even half way over, and it's been pretty crazy for me. cant say it's looking up yet til i take the 340 exam tomorrow. i barely got to study for it, but i think i'm gonna go catch up on some sleep now.</content>
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    <title>wanna know why?</title>
    <published>2004-04-30T05:23:36Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-30T05:27:18Z</updated>
    <content type="html">some things shouldn't be said. but that's why they invented the blog. so how did i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember that one day u invited me over to study with you? i thought that was your way of saying, "lets procrastinate together." but i actually got a lot of reading done, while you were having too much fun chatting with him online. i didn't know i could be so ignorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember that one day you invited me over to chillax? and when i got there, you said that ur head hurt and you just needed some alone time? and then he came over and you started smiling again. that's why i gave you more alone time.</content>
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    <title>currently feeling:</title>
    <published>2004-04-29T04:31:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-29T04:34:30Z</updated>
    <lj:music>kanye west ft. lauryn hill - all falls down</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i apologize to all of my fans because i haven't been updating this blog lately. you might think teresa's hogging all of david to herself, but that's not true (besides, she's a giver ^_~). it's just that i've been swamped with school work, that i haven't had any time to enjoy life. take this week for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday: working on 310 model comparison paper&lt;br /&gt;tuesday: drawing entity relationship diagrams for 340&lt;br /&gt;wednesday: working on feasibility report for 380&lt;br /&gt;thursday: pasta night at jamie's&lt;br /&gt;friday: get drunk at jenny's (jae lo) bday&lt;br /&gt;saturday: import nights after party at showbox&lt;br /&gt;sunday: prolly have something due monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you want to hang out with me, then i ask that you schedule it 2 weeks ahead of time...unless you're sexy. which reminds me, my class is gonna go on a booze cruise friday june 4th. we need more ppl to make tickets cheap. so just think for 25 bux, you can hang out with my cohort and it's all you can drink. no hard A though T_T but if u wanna go, lemme know. oh yeah, and u have to be 21+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, this blog was suppose to state what i was currently feeling (mixed emotions), but i dont even have any time for that.</content>
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    <title>true story</title>
    <published>2004-04-24T05:11:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-24T05:15:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>craig david - 7 days</lj:music>
    <content type="html">once upon a winter quarter, david finished paying for his lunch at by george. in the middle of the day, the tables were jammed packed with students, and this sophmore didn't know where to sit. he figured the next best thing to sitting next to a cute girl was sitting next to two cute girls. he found some playing cards, and noticed they were playing thirteen. it was the same card game that david used for financial support back in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with something in common, david was able to break the ice and talk to the freshmen girls. good times were made, but father time shows no compassion for those having fun. the three parted for class, but luckily one of the girls was taking the same class as david. he was estatic that he was able to make some new friends, however, fate works in funny ways. that classmate/girl dropped one of the courses they had together, and kept on skipping the other class, so they never really got to know eachother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the snow melted, the rain poured, the sun shined, and the leaves fell. a whole year has passed and david was doing his best to fight spring allergies. he was chilling with teresa when her roommate said she's seen him before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, did you ever eat at by george? and play cards with 2 random girls?" asked nirorth. david looked at teresa and nirorth with disbelief. this casual chilling was actually a reunion of his long lost friends he never made. fate does work in funny ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and on thursday and friday and saturday, we chilled on sunday&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>reasons</title>
    <published>2004-04-20T00:14:34Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-20T00:15:37Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://students.washington.edu/hormd/pix/0403/19443127685_0_2.jpg" width="640" height="480" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this cuteness deserves all of your bandwidth XD</content>
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    <title>this morning's events</title>
    <published>2004-04-15T08:31:42Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-15T08:35:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">the sun rays enter my room, and i hit the snooze&lt;br /&gt;i close my eyes, and think about you&lt;br /&gt;i'll take a moment, to lay down like this&lt;br /&gt;it feels so warm and comfy, to reminisce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your hair, it shines, and smells like the rain&lt;br /&gt;you blossom when you smile, it's spring time again&lt;br /&gt;there's always pink petals, following your footsteps&lt;br /&gt;it's the time of season, that i'll never forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tears in my eyes, and i'm all choked up&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's allergies, or maybe it's love&lt;br /&gt;with my stuffy nose, you're the nostril i need&lt;br /&gt;you dont know how much you help me to breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new step in my walk, a new beat in my heart&lt;br /&gt;so many things i wanna say, dunno where i wanna start&lt;br /&gt;i'll take it nice and slow girl, no need to rush&lt;br /&gt;and wait, ah crap, i'm gonna miss the bus</content>
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    <title>it costs two cents</title>
    <published>2004-04-14T07:15:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-14T07:16:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">interesting topic in class today. green said that it was unethical to pay individuals to do questionaires. but then trevor brought up the point that carlyle paid people at the mall 10 bux to do her catagorizing study. ironically when i check my mail, i found out that western washington sent me a questionaire. no they're not gonna pay me, but i can enter to win $300 gift certificate towards any store of my choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda see where green is coming at when he sez 20% questionaire return rate is considered great. but sometimes it just sounds like, "i'm right, and your wrong" or "what da hell u tryin to say?" and the intro letter does say i can enter the raffle w/o filling out the questionaire. but how ethical would that be? and what i really want to know is what store should i choose if i win?</content>
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    <title>weekend planning...</title>
    <published>2004-04-13T06:24:45Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-13T06:27:04Z</updated>
    <lj:music>natalie imbruglia - torn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so what am i gonna do this weekend? i dunno exactly yet, but i figure i'll plan it out now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;friday&lt;/b&gt;: ischool girls hosting hot pot, &lt;br /&gt;or camping with terasa &amp; chakrya and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;saturday&lt;/b&gt;: come back from camping trip&lt;br /&gt;chris and justin wanna watch kill bill ii&lt;br /&gt;ischool friends wanna watch mariners&lt;br /&gt;i also heard alan was having a bbq?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sunday&lt;/b&gt;: info 380 - read chapter 6&lt;br /&gt;info 340 - read chapters 9, 11, 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;monday&lt;/b&gt;: info 340 project one due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nothing's fine i'm torn, i'm all out of faith, this is how i feel. i'm cold and i am shamed lying naked on the floor&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>thought process</title>
    <published>2004-04-12T08:32:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-12T08:33:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>toshiro masuda - afternoon of konoha</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i'm bored. let's surf on my ghetto laptop. maybe i should get a new cell phone plan because i'm paying an extra $10 for internet service i dont even use. if only i could connect my cell to my laptop and use it as a modem. oh wait, there's prolly a usb connector cable out there. hmm $30...and maybe an extra $30 for drivers. ooo, they even have a cable to connect my cell to my pda. ouch $80...ooo, but for an extra $10, i can hook up the cell to the pda and both to the car cigarette lighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, needing a mouse for my laptop is pretty ghetto. this wire is pretty annoying. i bet all of those cables for my cell will get annoying fast. oh wait, that's why they invented bluetooth. hey, my pda has integrated bluetooth! but my cell and my laptop dont...looks like i can find hella laptops with integrated bluetooth. hey there's a report that sprint has a bluetooth phone. that's weird, cant find it on their online stores. maybe i'll ask the forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe i should just get a whole new cell with whole new service. hey i know ischool peeps that have bluetooth on their phones. i'll check to see which is better, the nokia or sony ericsson. but i like my plan because i'm only paying an extra $10 when it really should be $15. oh hey, the forum sez that sprint's bluetooth phone isn't on their online store because i need to call in. whoa...some &lt;a href="http://www.sprintpcsinfo.com/modules.php?name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=445"&gt;scandelous things&lt;/a&gt; going on with that phone. maybe i should just buy the cable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, tuition due date is coming up. dammit...maybe i should brace for that instead. or maybe i should stop thinking bout this and start reading for class.</content>
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    <title>random convo</title>
    <published>2004-04-11T04:15:48Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-11T04:16:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: i remember when chris hacked into your webcam and showed me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;angela&lt;/b&gt;: WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: hahaha, jokey jokey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;angela&lt;/b&gt;: NO DAVID! that's SO not funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: why? do u chat half naked too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;angela&lt;/b&gt;: O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;angela&lt;/b&gt;: no? i'm fully covered...it's damned cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: i'm so friggin hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;angela&lt;/b&gt;: we all know you're hot sweetie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: hahaha</content>
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    <title>bday bbq</title>
    <published>2004-04-10T23:10:55Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-10T23:11:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i went through a whole week of "dont talk to anybody" mode in hopes that it'll put me in "lets catch up homework and readings" mode. it was until i skipped class that got me in the mood  to get started on the google project. so let that be a lesson to you, just skip class if u wanna keep up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;denise was hosting her's and alan's bday at her mom's. i almost died starting up the grill because the tube connecting the propane tank to the grill had a couple leaks. and the friggin fire just had to be right next to the nozzle to turn off the propane tank. luckily i was in "dammit why am i here when i should be doing homework" mode, that plus the adrenaline and fire put me in the zone. i didn't even think about it, and i risked first degree burns to close the propane tank and saved everybody's life. um yeah, we're charcoal guys anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a fun night filled with food, games, booze, drama and porn o_0 (it sux being the designated driver) another sucky thing was that i didn't wake up in time to goto the temple for the real khmer new years.</content>
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    <title>today i...</title>
    <published>2004-04-09T01:25:41Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-09T01:25:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">woke up at teresa's place.&lt;br /&gt;went to class hoping nobody'd ask why i'm wearing the same clothes as yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;watched naruto with tho before info 310 in the te lab.&lt;br /&gt;some random guy joined us to watch naruto with us.&lt;br /&gt;sandra was weirded out when we started tweakin out at the end of the episode.&lt;br /&gt;i showed tho some chakra seals in class.&lt;br /&gt;went to contest a parking citation, and got off with a warning.&lt;br /&gt;need to stop bloggin and start google project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently Feeling: &lt;b&gt;restless&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>healthy choice</title>
    <published>2004-04-07T00:11:53Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-07T00:12:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>outkast - roses</lj:music>
    <content type="html">if you haven't heard by now, the silver bullets won their first soccer game. the score was, us enuff people, them didn't have enuff people. yup, our first win was by default, w00t. after the game there were no mom's to hand out oranges or apples =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be healthy. but all of the healthy products are marketed towards women. i mean i like eating special k, but why does it have to be all pink? last time i remember it having all of this information on breast cancer on the back. dont get me wrong, i support the cause and all, but why do i gotta girly to be healthy? the nourishe drink/yogurt thingy advertises a young business lady too busy for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about all the l33t h4x0r ninjas that are too lazy to make breakfast? i believe there's a market of computer nerds that want to be healthy, but they cant when all of the healthy products clash with their culture. there should be some drink with enuff vitamins and minerals to kill a small mammal. pump it with lots of caffinee cuz that's what computer guys run on. ooo, and make it glow in the dark. yeah these night owls are on a mission to be l33t and healthy at the same time. i think i'll dub the drink Nocturnal eMissions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know you like to think ur shit down stank, but lean a little bit closer, see, roses really smell like wooo ooo ooo&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>catching up...</title>
    <published>2004-04-05T16:21:21Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-05T16:21:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>clay aiken - invisible</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so i guess i should blog about the khmer new years show, huh? hmm, what to say...well if u didn't see the show, that's okay cuz my family didn't come by either. so i'll prolly buy the dvd. the whole khmer club was shocked to hear that my family couldn't make it, but luckily i have friends that like to splurge every once in awhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met up with my ischool peepz after the show. they were convinced that i was playing myself. well, i'm just a natural farmer #1, and baby eagle 2. syke, actually i did change up my lines so i could remember them better. i went looking for my high school friends and couldn't find em anywhere. i was convinced that they didn't show up, but bonna was an eye-witness of their arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was gonna call em up, but then i saw the dance circle got pretty big. i was gonna take some laps around the dance floor, but then i realized that the reason my family couldn't make it was cuz they were all elsewhere. &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/item.aspx?user=isHxBabYxdEe&amp;amp;tab=weblogs&amp;amp;uid=76726813"&gt;delora&lt;/a&gt; had her own performance in everett, and i was suppose to take care of her while parents were outta town. i went home right away cuz my lil sister wasn't answering her cell. thankfully, she couldn't answer cuz i was calling during her performance 0=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty, didn't wanna blog about that whole night cuz this blog's title has multiple meanings. well actually it's just catching up on this weekend. but also i wanted to catch up on my school work now that this is all over with. but i guess after the party there is the tear down and clean up. and after doing that, the ischool girls wanted to karaoke. i stayed out a lil longer than i expected, and i was suppose to catch up on my sleep, but i woke up during REM. been awhile since i remembered my dream, and i'd explain it here and all, but this blog is getting too long. let's just say that i thought a van really crashed through my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i would be the smartest man, if i was invisible. wait...i already am&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>sorry guys...</title>
    <published>2004-04-02T07:50:19Z</published>
    <updated>2004-04-02T07:50:32Z</updated>
    <lj:music>noriyuki asakura - departure</lj:music>
    <content type="html">i've been doing a lot of thinking lately, and i think it's about time to put this blog to an end. you might notice that i aint updating it on a regular basis anymore. well there's a couple reasons for that. one reason is because i lost interest in this whole bloggin thing. i mean it was fun and all letting my friends know wassup with my life, but i figure it's much better to tell them in person instead. i mean that's why we call em our friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another reason why i wanna stop bloggin  is because my life is boring. my first reason i started blogging was because i wanted to show off to my high school friends that i made new ischool friends. well my high school friends are sick of hearing about my ischool friends, and i'm sick of talking about it all the time too. that combined with the fact that neither of my friends blog anymore makes me feel like the grown man who hasn't let go of his blankey yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, it's pretty sad how much time i wasted away writing my blogs or reading other people's blogs. lately it feels like i've been reborn into a new life, eventhough my life's pretty sad. another sad thing is that this is the only april fool's joke i can think of. pretty sad, huh?</content>
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    <title>break's over...</title>
    <published>2004-03-29T07:01:30Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-29T07:01:49Z</updated>
    <lj:music>usher - burn</lj:music>
    <content type="html">a blurry week it's been. a lot has happen and yet my blog is so empty. well that's because i'm either working, practicing for the khmer skit, or doing something mundane. but it was fun anyway. i had a lot of plans for this spring break, and right now the only thing i kinda started was developing a game for my cell. i was gonna show you a list of projects i wanted to do over spring break, but never started...yeah, that list got too long too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, the cool thing is that my main sources of motivation are crushed dreams. the only time i self improve myself is in spite of fate. right now i'm tryin to stay ahead/keep up with my readings. but it's kinda hard when only one of my classes have the reading assignments posted. &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;...i dont wanna goto school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you've been gone for too long. it's been fifty-leven days, um-teen hours. i'mma be burnin til you return.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>debriefing</title>
    <published>2004-03-28T05:04:58Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-28T05:05:24Z</updated>
    <lj:music>j.quan - tipsy</lj:music>
    <content type="html">is spring time even here yet? well anyway, cupid worked his magic again, this time he arrow'd two couples in one shot. i wanna say, "damn i'm good" but there's somethings still left unfinished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i wanted to debrief you guys on &lt;i&gt;operation leash&lt;/i&gt;. on that successful operation we learned that when you're obsessed with a girl, and you're being stupid about it, the only way to break that obsession is to add a new girl into the equation. the purpose of trying to break the obsession is because it usually feels better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an obsession is kinda like drinking tea. it comes in a small cup, and it taste good. when you finish it, there's always that person to fill it back up for you, and you just keep on drinking cuz it taste good. but you know what, eventually you're gonna have to pee. and with that, we're not commencing &lt;i&gt;operation IMOK&lt;/i&gt;.</content>
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    <title>two cents...</title>
    <published>2004-03-27T04:50:04Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-27T04:50:45Z</updated>
    <lj:music>twista feat kanye west - overnight celebrity</lj:music>
    <content type="html">going clubbin tonight, so i had my dad cut my hair. he brought up the topic of who i was gonna vote for this presidental election. i always hate answering that question because my parents are politically brainwashed zombies that will try to bite your ear off and turn you into a zombie too, like in the resident evil game. and it's not only my parents, but some people are like that regardless of political party. i dont mind debating, but when you rebut me with "i'm right, ur wrong, now look &lt;i&gt;deeeeeep&lt;/i&gt; into my eyes" i just dont wanna listen to em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the reasons (in order of importance) i dont go out and vote: (1) i dont know when to vote, (2) dunno who to vote for, (3) too lazy to drive to my elementary school, and too lazy to get an absentee ballot. so using my googling skills, i found out about this &lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/PRESIDENT/"&gt;presidential candidate selector&lt;/a&gt; to help me figure out who said what. it's exactly what i needed to help with reason (2). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not only does that site have a presidential cadidate selector,  but also a naruto character selector...i'm still hinata...oh well, u cant hate a hyuuga. speaking of naruto, i just finished watching ep 76. &lt;b&gt;*mini-spoiler*&lt;/b&gt; and all i gotta say is my special ninja technique is gonna be inflicting emotional pain for sure.</content>
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    <title>i needs...</title>
    <published>2004-03-26T04:02:40Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-26T04:08:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">after khmer skit practice, i went to go hang out with jimmy at his apartment. it's kinda funny how i'm cuzins with his roommate (kevin), but the first time i went to their apartment was cuz jimmy invited me over. but yeah it was funny listening to them braggin bout their awesome location. rick's the the left, deja vu to the right, and dick's right down the street. college life cant get any better than that. but hanging out with them made me think...i need to move out... and then that made me think even more, i need to do a lot of things. and i'll list em in reverse chronological order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;move out (maybe with chris?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;secure steady source of income&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;pay off all my credit card bills&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;del&gt;stop spen&lt;/del&gt;ding money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;del&gt;meet new people&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;del&gt;reinvent myself&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;del&gt;get into a major&lt;/del&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:hormd:17689</id>
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    <title>grades out</title>
    <published>2004-03-24T05:59:27Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-24T05:59:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;info 311 (philosophical crap) = 3.6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where i learned that with problems, there is no silver bullet that'll solve it. and that you can always blame the government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;info 341 (networking and nap time) = 3.8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was the first time i had a teacher that plays halo, listens to electronic music, and has a wife that plays everquest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;info 344 (iron programmer) = 3.9&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always tell employers i work well in teams or by myself. this class taught me that if i dont like my team, then i'll just work by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on a side note, i think i'm gonna give up on the imagination cup cuz justin lost his motivation. and besides, would people really wanna track their progress on a pda when working out?</content>
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    <title>pre-selling tickets</title>
    <published>2004-03-23T06:38:24Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-23T06:38:35Z</updated>
    <content type="html">a lil change in plans, on friday, i'm gonna goto club premier somewhere around 10pm. and i'm gonna pre-buy some tickets at $10 each. lemme know if u gonna be there so i can buy some tickets for yall. and there's one more event i was suppose to tell you bout:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMBODIAN NEW YEAR CELEBRATION 2004!&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, April 3, 2004&lt;br /&gt;HUB Ballroom, UW-Seattle Campus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doors open 5:45 PM | Food served 6:00 PM | Show starts 7:00 PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* 5 Course dinner provided by Racha Restaurant&lt;br /&gt;* An original play starring me...okay, not really starring me&lt;br /&gt;* but it does feature traditional Cambodian dances, and modern dance performances&lt;br /&gt;* A traditional dance with the Khemara Band playing live.&lt;br /&gt;* Professional photo shoot will also be available (just like in high school ^_^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have tickets on me if u wants for $17. otherwise it's $20 at the door for students. Don't want to go? Let me tell you how much of a deal you are getting.&lt;br /&gt;$20 - 5 Course Dinner (average restaurant)&lt;br /&gt;$14 - Ticket to see a play (Children's Theater)&lt;br /&gt;$20 - Ticket attend a formal dance (no live music)&lt;br /&gt;i'll let you do the math...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...you know i should prolly do an evite instead, nah, i gotta use this blog somehow.</content>
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    <title>random naruto convo</title>
    <published>2004-03-23T04:26:44Z</published>
    <updated>2004-03-23T04:41:32Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;b&gt;tho&lt;/b&gt;: imma get my gf &lt;a href="http://www.cafeshops.com/narutocenter.7369038"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: LoL, that's tight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: did u see the &lt;a href="http://www.thinkgeek.com/tshirts/ladies/6792/"&gt;HTTPanties&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tho&lt;/b&gt;: LOL, man this is bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tho&lt;/b&gt;: this mean geeks will associate girls who wears black panties with something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: the funny thing is that they have customer action shots now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: that first girl's pretty cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tho&lt;/b&gt;: but too bad she has the "Forbidden" undies on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: that just means u gotta hack it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;tho&lt;/b&gt;: but sometimes you go into the wrong port&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;: oh gawd</content>
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