<?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-5685752</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:42:56.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changy's Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Denise</name><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>94</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107931240201392597</id><published>2004-03-14T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T20:03:28.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting anew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=s_m_i_l_i_n_g49"&gt;Check this out&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving it a new whirl at it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107931240201392597?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107931240201392597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107931240201392597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107931240201392597' title='Starting anew'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107591304597843244</id><published>2004-02-04T11:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T11:45:46.746-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Closed for Business.</title><content type='html'>For a while, I've been questioning who actually comes here and reads my thoughts/blogs.  The people that I did want to come here, I don't think they actually do.  I actually don't think many come at all so it seems like I'm wasting my time 'writing to myself'.  I'd rather be talking to myself, but then again that's not so cool either.  It got kinda scary, when something happened during the day, my first initial thought was "ooh I can't wait to blog about that.." and hell that's messed.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after a short 8 months, Denise's blog is no longer.  Thanks to those who did come around, if you stlil do, thanks for caring and checking in with me.  I'll still be around on MSN/ICQ and my phone is always open to those who want to talk.  &lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107591304597843244?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107591304597843244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107591304597843244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107591304597843244' title='Closed for Business.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107548026361366466</id><published>2004-01-30T11:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T11:34:45.860-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Golly Jee Whitakers!</title><content type='html'>hehehe&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired right now, it's insane.&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt; *thank GOODNESS* is over with.  I had another 12 hour day AND there was the storm AND they didn't cancel my classes=(  But the prof for Jap Cin was nice, he let us out an hour early, but I got left behind a half hour for work.  Booo.  But whatever, it's OVER:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; was alright, came to work, then went to school for an hour=)  It was REALLY interesting, we talked about the Church in Nazi Germany.  I had no idea that Hitler was a devout Catholic...as were his followers.  It all makes so much sense now, the massacre against the Jews.  It kinda makes me mad that in HS and as well as in my elementary school, they never told me that.  I guess I could've researched it myself, but I dunno, it never dawned on me why they WERE persecuting Jews, but it all...fits together now.  Hmm.  Wednesday night we went out to this dinner place near Market Village (Green onions &amp; Garlic?! haha I think that's the name too).  We had lotsa food, GOOD STUFF.  Lobster &amp; CRAB!!!  Afterwards, we went to visit ROB who was on a JOB!  he was in full uniform and everything, we took pictures in the middle of Skymark Plaza.  It was sooooo funny (ohhh, I guess I should tell you, Rob is a COP).  These people were staring at us and thought we were insane.  It was quite amusing=)  After a lil' bit he had to go back to work and we had to head home.  Clem called me and he wanted to get some food, we got into a bit of a tiff earlier in the day (but all is well=) so we just spent a little bit of time together.  We went to Johnny's, the boys were hungry, and I got a shake:D  Boys, as in we met Wilfred there.  Ohh man I was soo paraonid, their parking lot was NOT shoveled at all and I really thought I was going to get stuck.  Luckily I didn't...phew!  Went home a lil' early,  had to finish up my chinese and so I was watching tv while I was doing it, and my cousin came down and we talked...from 11:30 to 2:30 in the MORNING!  I was lke WHOA it's almost 3am!! I gotta work in the morning!!  That was pretty cool.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; morning.  OHHH man, sooo sleepy.  Had to work til 1:30, I got Carmen to do my chinese homework=)  Well just the sentences part.  heheh..man I gotta start reviewing that crap.  Class was boring, but I like people in that class, they're very cool, and yes I know I already said that in a previous blog.  On the way home, I ran into Robbie Kidnie on the subway.  We were talking til he got off @ Lawrence, and the KID got LASER EYE SURGERY!!  he was telling me the procedure *ewwwww* I am almost certain there were women on the subway train laughing at the faces I was giving as he was telling me the procedure.  Yuck.  My mom made me go out to Clem's branch so she could get some HK$...after that I went to Fairview cuz I had to buy my good ole' Cousin RAY:) a present!  I guess..I won't tell her what I got since...she sometimes come by.!!  Later at night, I hung out with Clem &amp; Woo, lost 4$...but it was just Woo's money=)&lt;br /&gt;now it's &lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; and I've had approximately 10 hours of sleep in 2 days.  Tonight I'm supposed to chill with my cousin, not sure where to take him yet.  If he's going to chlil with my brother, clem wants to go out with his colleague's to play some MJ.  He wants us to go, but I'm kinda nervous. He went and TOLD them that I'm good! I"M NOT THAT GOOOD!  My grandma taught me when I was like 14/15 when she was here (visiting from Aussie, oh that's where my cousin Austin who's here right now is from).  But whatever it's only 10$ and it's all for fun=)  I guess we'll see how that goes!  Ok I should get back to work, actually I should probably go to bed but that's not gonna happen.&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I guess I should explain that title.  I was on the phone this morning and this guy I was talking to couldn't remember his address.,..so he swore.  And then when I asked him for his postal code, he said "GOLLY JEEE WHITAKERS! how could i forget my postal code?!"  it was kinda funnny...hehe Ok. back to work . right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107548026361366466?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107548026361366466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107548026361366466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107548026361366466' title='Golly Jee Whitakers!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107515558781308142</id><published>2004-01-26T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T17:22:11.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehehe</title><content type='html'>Just found this online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.australianopen.com/images/home/ao00000g3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess....Philippoussis, Agassi, Lleyton (Hewitt), Venus, &amp; Clijsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107515558781308142?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107515558781308142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107515558781308142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107515558781308142' title='hehehehe'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107515527731657728</id><published>2004-01-26T17:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-26T17:18:02.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>it's COOOOOOOOOOOOOLD</title><content type='html'>Alrighty, so...I haven't updated in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Chinese New Year, went to work, went to Mandarin where we had a mini new year party, the teacher was sooo nice she bought us duck and everything it was cool...I like my class, minus the fact that MANY of them are scammers, they're cool people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt; - went to work...they had NOTHING for us to do so I got to leave early in which I went shopping!!!  I decided to go to EC alone since Janice had to go up to T&amp;T with her other friend and I didn't wanna bother Yvonne in case she was with Pat.  A couple of my colleagues were jealous, they wanted the afternoon off with me to go shopping..hehe  SO yeh, I decided to walk ALL of Eaton Centre..and I did it very..strategically.  Started at one end, and worked my way UP the 3/4 flights (including basement) so that I'd end up on the DUndas side so I could go to Urban Outfitters.  I was looking for a tote bag but I just coudln't find a nice enough one.  (I got the LL BEAN catalogue in the mail today! I WANNA ORDER!)  I got Clem this retro tshirt that he wanted, but didn't wanna spend the money on and I got myself ONE weight.  That's right.  I figured I'd only need one, and not two because I'd be doing one arm at a time!  Apparently I got ripped off though=(  Sears was selling it..with 25% off..and I still got ripped. Darnit.  Anyways, that took up about an hour and a half and then I headed home.  Met up with Clem after he got off work and we went to Kelseys for some food=)  I got the Chicken pizza and he got his ribs.  Actually I wasn't that hungry and he coudln't decide on one of those so I decided to order the other one=)  I got to use my Gift Certificate that the Wongs gave me..THANK YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;....had a big dinner at my house.  That was fun, lotsa food.  After that I picked up Clem, and met up with Alan, Nick, Woo &amp; Wilf.  We went to Alleycatz - "supposedly" a jazz club but their live band that night was NOT playing jazz.  Kept playing cover songs by Remy Shand, John Mayer and some other people.  It was a nice plcae, turned into a club later on.  After that we went to Al's to play some POOL and we (FINALLY!) watched Rounders.  It was a good movie, except I think Nick &amp; Clem hyped it up too much for me.  I HATE when that happens!=)  Got home @...3ish ...luckily didn't get into trouble=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUNDAY&lt;/strong&gt; was the BIG day!  CLEMENT"S 21ST BIRTHDAY!=)  YAY!  (We like making birthdays an entire weekend event..hehehe)  Actually, scratch that..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; like making birthdays an entire weekend event.  He had dinner @ home and had his daddy's cake...afterwards I went over for a little bit before we played some tennis=)  That was fun, but the lady that was working there was being sooo stupid.  I think Alan shoulda whipped a ball at her...she deserved it!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt; (today) - wasn't too bad.  I woke up at about 1030ish...bummed around til 1:15 when I went to school.  Got to class, sat there for about 10-15 mins..until this guy came in and said that our prof had called..he's stuck in Waterloo and class was cancelled!!! YAYYYY!!!  Kinda sucks that I went all the way down there but whatever, my dad picked me up cuz he was just leaving work.  Got home and we just put together the snow-blower cuz of the 15 cm of snow we're waiting for.  It's FREEEEEEEEEEEEZING out!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Ok, I should go get some work done...or get distracted by Ronhinton Mistry's "&lt;em&gt;A Fine Balance&lt;/em&gt;" THANKS for buying it for me Clem..you're right, I am liking it so far!  Donna you were RIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107515527731657728?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107515527731657728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107515527731657728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107515527731657728' title='it&apos;s COOOOOOOOOOOOOLD'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107470189097072778</id><published>2004-01-21T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T11:19:37.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've got an obsession with owning movies...</title><content type='html'>So, on Monday night, my brother got back from China!  He's here for..about 3-4 weeks to a.) meet up with some people and b.) SUPERBOWL!  Eventually I"m sure the two will mix, since the playoffs began, he's "isolated' himself from the news and we had to tape EVERY SINGLE game for him.  From now until Feb 1st, he plans to watch every single game, from beginning to end.  Yes, he will do it too.  He's watching the Broncos/Colts game right now!!  I'm having fun teasing him about it...like "oh, no point watching THIS game.." "damn that's too bad that they tried so hard in this game.." hahahah I'm so evil..but don't worry I didn't give it away.&lt;br /&gt;He brought back Clem's vest for him - and aside from some obvious stuff (like how North Face never has hoods for their vests) it's pretty hard to tell it's a fake.  AND my bro bought me a BUNCH of movies from China...fakes obviously but who cares!  They look real and have the boxes and such...I got..Finding Nemo, Kill Bill (YAY!), LOTR: ROTK, How to Lose a guy in 10 Days, etc etc.  I asked my bro to get me Bend It Like Beckham (GO SEE IT!)...but he got me some documentary on BECKHAM himself.  WHAT THE?!?!!?  It's called "beckham unwrapped" - apparently he's a GOD in China/HK.  &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was KILLER.  I had my usual 8 hours of class - pretty much stayed til the end in all of 'em and it was awful.  I was sooo tired by Jap Cinema...but then RIGHT after I had to go to work cuz we were having this 3 hour training session. Remember how...some teachers in high school would read straight out of the book and you thought it was entirely pointless because you were quite qualified in reading it yourself?  Well picture that...at our meeting.  Yah.  Some stuff needed explaining...but there was just...pretty self-explanitory stuff, luckily they had candy and I sugar'd up...I had to.  I woulda fallen over.  They didn't leave me any food for dinner:(  I was starving and seriously, knowing that I was going to get chicken pizza at the end of my 8 hours is really what pushed me forward.  But then they told me that they had none left..=(  SO..my assistant boss ran downstairs and got me a Sante Fe chicken sandwich from Swiss Chalet - DAMMMN that was good=)  Got home, wrote a bunch of my paper and now I'm just tweaking it...I thought I might've had to pull an all-nighter but thank goodness I didn't.  &lt;br /&gt;Talking to Jenna now,got class @ 2 and then some big dinner for Chinese New year!&lt;br /&gt;Xin Nian Kuaile!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107470189097072778?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107470189097072778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107470189097072778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107470189097072778' title='I&apos;ve got an obsession with owning movies...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107437736391324791</id><published>2004-01-17T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T17:11:04.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>yay..CHINA!</title><content type='html'>So my brother went up to Harbin, in northern China..and they're famous for their ice sculptures.  This stuff KICKS the ass of what we find @ Nathan Phillips Square...and they do it every year!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sinosplice.com/~dezza/boat.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sinosplice.com/~dezza/lights.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harbin Snow and Ice World: simply stunning. But for 80RMB it's the most expensive attractive I've been to in China. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sinosplice.com/~dezza/ice-head.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.sinosplice.com/~dezza/hockey.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the "wall" of the ice rink!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107437736391324791?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107437736391324791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107437736391324791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107437736391324791' title='yay..CHINA!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107426468338361426</id><published>2004-01-16T09:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T09:52:44.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>Maaaaan, the week is finally OVER, well minus today.  Tuesday was HELL as usual, I hate those damn 8 hour days.  My Jap Cinema film was sucky too, almost 3 hours of just Olympics.  The only amusing thing was that we discovered the most "dangerous" sport was SPEED-WALKING.  haha, it's funny watching them do it, but..yeh I can see how it can make someone go crazy.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yeah, Tuesday SUCKED.  Wednesday was a littttle bit better.  It was freezing that morning but LUCKILY my daddy was able to drive me down to school=)  YAY!  Door to door service! hehe I only had that one class, but I had to go early...so I got to chill with Brendan &amp; Yvonne!  SUPER YAY!  I haven't seen them....in soo long.  I used to see Yvonne about twice a week when I had my GLG...but I never see Brendan!  So we had some good laughs and talked...yvonne is sooo funny...she seems happy with Pat=)  That makes me glad!&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN...I went home, got into a fight with my mom - BLAH.  But later on, we went to KBBQ!!!!  That was funnn, apparently ALL THREE GUYS had eaten dinner before hand!  What silly foos...heheh  Well Clem had eaten at 4 before school...and well, Alan &amp; Clark (Donna couldn't come=( had eaten FULL meals.  Good thing though, Alan still had room for 3 bowls of rice!!! hehe  That was fun, we talked about stuff...getting hopeful for next season..senior division...we WILL PREVAIL! hehe&lt;br /&gt;But yeh, after...eating til 12ish, we called it a night since Clark had school the next day and I had my test=(&lt;br /&gt;I woke up the next day to find out my computer DIED.  That's right, it wouldn't start up!  I FREAKED OUT, and immediately ran online and got some good tips from Vicky &amp; Winson.  THANKS GUYS!  I had to run to Woo's after my test (which was enh...) and..thank GOODNESS something worked.  I dont' really know what it was, but...whatever I hope it never comes back!  Went to Clem's after, played a lil' LOTR:ROTK on PS2 and then played cards with Woo ... won 4$ again..I dunno like i like winning and everything just it's getting kinda tedious..a lil' mundane that we just..sit there and play.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this off &lt;a href="http://members.asianavenue.com/stardust81/"&gt;Jo's page&lt;/a&gt;...I think I want everything that's named here...=) Well she had a little bit more...re: architecture, but...well I'm not as creative.  :)  &lt;br /&gt;I don`t want my life to be a routine... &lt;br /&gt;I want to be able to say I`ve stepped on all 7 continents. &lt;br /&gt;I want a loft, with a solarium, with hardwood floors, and a &lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt; couch. &lt;br /&gt;I want to make a difference in at least 5 people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be remembered...for something great.&lt;br /&gt;            I want my life to be accomplished and stable. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107426468338361426?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107426468338361426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107426468338361426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107426468338361426' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107393011717533175</id><published>2004-01-12T12:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-12T12:56:34.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"I'm such a FOOL for you.."</title><content type='html'>Aww my sweetie's tooo cute!!!  He makes me laugh and smile...even when he's not around=)  So yesterday we were talking online and we were talking about how GREAT it was that the gov't gives us free money every three months..YAY!  So we were discussing how we spent the money..and he pretty much spent ALL of that and more on ME!!!  He got me PIRATES...yay=)  I was just gonna borrow Jenna's since she got it for Christmas..but now we've got our own copy=)  I'm making him share it with me..I'm sure part of him wanted to own something of Keira Knightley's...heheh  AND we're going to Kbbq  on WEDNESDAY!! It's half price after 10pm..hahaha  Donna &amp; Darryl are coming with=)&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was pretty cool.  Went to church, and Eileen prepared a lil' talk about Burma/Myanmar and it got me really interested.  Jas &amp; Ben had a lot to say about it, mostly cuz Jas went to India..and well Ben has lots to say about everything!=)  It's so sad to know that these people are under such excruciating circumstances and that they live from day to day.  For 42 years, they've lived under military power...and are refused their own human rights.  Go &lt;a href="http://globeandmail.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/TPStory/LAC/20040110/CENTRE10//?query=burma"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and read an article, with some brief information.  It's not such a brief article but I think we owe it to these people to understand, it really makes you realize how blessed we are to live in Canada and how privileged we truly are.  Makes me realize that all my silly materialistic worries, mean nothing comparing to the pain and frustration that these people go through.  &lt;br /&gt;After that a bunch of us went to lunch @ Licks with Eileen since she's leaving on Tuesday for Denmark=(  Aww, it was cool/nice having her here...I haven't seen her in ages, and then she's leaving for another long while!!  But she should be having fun, she's planning on meeting up with Fran &amp; Jas (and eric?) in Asia sometime in the summer, possibly running into me!=)  That would be pretty cool...&lt;br /&gt;Came home afterwards, took a nap, studied some chiense and talked to a bunch of people online=)&lt;br /&gt;YAY TO JENNA!!!  We gotta put him in the hot seat, and totally interrogate him!!! hehehe...dont' worry, Clement and I will be very nice...we won't brand him or anything=) I'm so HAPPY for you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okie, work is pissing me off now..&gt;UGH! gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107393011717533175?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107393011717533175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107393011717533175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107393011717533175' title='&quot;I&apos;m such a FOOL for you..&quot;'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107368390282022904</id><published>2004-01-09T16:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-09T16:36:37.246-05:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>I'm a happy camper.&lt;br /&gt;My RLG203 prof, Lehto,  decided to postpone our essay that he assigned us another week since he said that he woudln't be able to touch it until the week after anyways!=)  YAY!  That means I've only got my chinese test on Thursday to study for!  But I also have to do that reading, I hate those readings...the ones that were written in like the 3rd century...how did they SURVIVE?!  I don't get it....I just don't.  Hmm, maybe my friends from my group would be interested in swapping information...hmm.......hehe&lt;br /&gt;So yah, yesterday was tons'o fun.  I came to work, that was tiring cuz I coudln't sleep the night before.  Anyways left at 1:30 to go to mandarin, which wasn't too bad.  We're having a CHINESE NEW YEAR celebration on the 22nd YAY!  It's funny, the prof asked some ppl to help organize the entire thing..and the two 'caucasian' ppl in the class volunteer..hehe  THey're funny though, this one girl is 24(ish?) and she's from the Czech Republic..she's sooo funny.  good times good times=)  My friend was telling me about how her sister worked as some sort of therapist, I can't remember...and it was the sickest thing i've ever heard.  It was sooo nasty, I told Clem later, and apparently he wasnt' disgusted ... all he said was "Yeah..haven't you heard of that?" haha&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me onto last night..so I didn't eat dinner at home, my mom was a lil' sad cuz she had to eat alone..she's been allll sick.  She got the FLU SHOT, as did my dad and after they were bitching at me to get it (final answer: NO) she ended up getting SICK!!!!  I know it's not good to be happy that she's sick, I'm not..it's just...I won the argument=)  So anyways, I waited til Clem got off work and originally we were going to go to Kelsyes or something cuz I have a gift certificate left over from Christmas, cept..his dad had gone to Sushi Buffet earlier in the dya and so we decided to go too=)  It was soooo good!  I don't know if we put 'em out of business or not (haha prolly not..) but we tried to figure out the prices and I'm pretty sure we got our money's worth.  There was this cute lil' boy there...awww...which led us to talk about his cousins' baby LEO! and my cousin's baby MATTISE!  Aww they're both so cute=)  That was so good times, talking and such=)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back to his house for a bit, waited for Woo to show up and played s'more cards=)  It was so nice just talking and being with him..I wish it never had to end..  he was telling me about "back in the daY' when I had a crush on him in gr 10..and how we (my friends and I) always made him super self-conscious ... cuz he thought we were talking about him (the word was somewhat out that I had a crush on him) and so he was always trying to be on his best behaviour...hah  it was funny!=)&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh the memories of gr 10...GB, Disco Stu, Mtn Dew, Colin, Oh henry...ahh the good times=)  From english to my messed up 89 in french..it was alllll jokes.  Street &amp; Emma were both in those classes...and gym clas omg, that was the best time ever with ... uhoh what was her name...crap!  I forgot the teacher's name...she was so cool though=)  One of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh and i won another 5$ off woo...and so now I've got a tab on him for 10=)  He's...not so lucky at poker but he keeps playing..so it's not REALLY my fault?  When I know I've got a winning hand, i don't bet anymore..just check but if they bet I gotta play....cuz..I know I can win.  It's true..I DO THAT!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm almost done work now..it's been SUCH a slow day.  Carmen &amp; I finally finished that game that we were playing!! YAY!!!  Darryl made me worried about how he thought it'd NEVER end.&lt;br /&gt;But it did=)  Ok, bye now! Have a great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.S. HAPPY BIRTHDAY JO!  hope you have a great drunken day!! hehe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107368390282022904?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107368390282022904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107368390282022904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107368390282022904' title='=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107351277603053618</id><published>2004-01-07T16:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-07T18:11:31.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>to my baby...</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=red&gt;(if he comes here..)&lt;br /&gt;Sarah says so much of what I feel about you in this one simple little song.  You're my rock, my strength and my love.  Thank you, 4 years and counting...many more.  I love you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah's Push &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I look at you the world just melts away&lt;br /&gt;All my troubles all my fears dissolve in your affections&lt;br /&gt;Youve seen me at my weakest but you take me as I am&lt;br /&gt;And when I fall you offer me a softer place to land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;You stay the course you hold the line you keep it all together&lt;br /&gt;Youre the one true thing I know I can believe in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;Youre all the things that I desire you save me you complete me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youre the one true thing I know I can believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get mad so easy but you give me room to breathe&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I say or do #ause youre too good to fight about it &lt;br /&gt;Even when I have to push just to see how far youll go&lt;br /&gt;You wont stoop down to battle but you never turn to go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times I cant decide when I cant tell up from down&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel less crazy when otherwise Id drown&lt;br /&gt;But you pick me up &amp; brush me off and tell me Im OK &lt;br /&gt;sometimes thats just what we need to get us through the day&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;P.S. &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt; May all your wishes come true:)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107351277603053618?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107351277603053618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107351277603053618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107351277603053618' title='to my baby...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107343515397804681</id><published>2004-01-06T19:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-06T19:27:06.340-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks guys=)</title><content type='html'>Well, because of my previous blog, I've been getting some well wishes...despite people not knowing what I"m talking about exactly...and for that, I thank you=)&lt;br /&gt;I'm Ok...really just...venting a lil'...it really is helpful sometimes.  I talked it out with the other person and we're all good now...nothing that needs to be stretched out or anything!&lt;br /&gt;But thanks again for caring about me...esp you RAY!=)&lt;br /&gt;It's good to know that...people actually read this thing...I never knew that they did! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yah, back to school...I had my rlg test today...it went alright, I had a massive headache afterwards, with it being cold outside, and the massive rush for 100 mins...grrr!!  But yeh, super long day, after that test, I had 2 hours in chinese...and another FOUR in my Jap Cinema class...omg, we watched this film...by Isaka(?)..entitled "focus"..and the idea of it went real well and it was interesting at what the filmmaker was trying to address..but omg, I'm seriously scarred for life.  I won't expose you to what I saw..but man, it's ... NOT pleasant.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm kinda tired and I wanna just lay around watching TV..which I probably will do since I gotta write some chinese characters, and...to make myself feel better...I do it in front of the tv..hehe it's brain-numbing work..copying out these crazy chinese characters...so....I feel good doing both.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107343515397804681?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107343515397804681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107343515397804681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107343515397804681' title='Thanks guys=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107328268369540737</id><published>2004-01-05T01:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-05T01:05:54.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>curiosity killed the cat...</title><content type='html'>Only two people will know what I'm about to rant &amp; rave about..and if you're reading this and you have no clue, thank you for coming, thank you for reading but please dont' worry about me.&lt;br /&gt;It's different that you've never had to be in my situation, to think like I think (although it may not be right to do so..) to feel what I feel.  You'll never have to imagine or picture what...images come into my mind, becuase you know that...it's never happened, and likely won't ever happen.  It hurts to know that it happened before, and I know that there's nothing we can do about it...to change it, but it's quite simliar to the situation that we're in now.  I've had many wrong-doings, and I've made wrong choices/decisions, but what is done IS done.  You are still hurt by what I've done, it may not be that I meant to do it, nor did I mean to hurt you...but it still happened.  You said that there was no obligation, and you're 100% right, there wasn't...but just the fact that it was all meaningless and pointless, haunts me endlessly to ask then "why?"  &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I don't see the same way, perhaps I won't ever understand why it was so great or a good idea at the time, but what I do know is that it hurts me now.  I'm sorry that you wont' let it bother you, but I can't let it not.  I can't just push it aside and forget about it, maybe luckily, in due time, I will, and I'll turn a blind eye to it, but right now it's fresh and the idea of it is all new to me.  I used to guess that that is what happened, and..just like the title of this ... I was stupid enough to ask.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry that you think it shouldn't bother me, but it does...I'm sorry that you don't care or won't worry about it..but I can't do the same.  True, it's made you the person that you are now, and you know that things won't ever go back...but Im also telling you that this won't affect how I feel about you, what I think about you or what I see when I look at you.  It just hurts, to picture these occurences...you can't picture them because that would be pure fiction...and there would be no pain, regarding this, for you to be hurt from me.&lt;br /&gt;THis is my reality..and I really wish it wasn't.  I wish there was something to get my mind off of it, for me to never think of it again, but I'm not lucky enough.&lt;br /&gt;I just know that this sucks ass, and I'm strugglin' trying to deal with it.  This is my problem...not yours..it never was, and it doesn't have to be.  I'll deal with it, as i've dealed with similar things before...I just will.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try not to let my fears overcome me...I'll try not to let my emotions express themselves to you...I'll just deal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107328268369540737?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107328268369540737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107328268369540737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107328268369540737' title='curiosity killed the cat...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107302594472680737</id><published>2004-01-02T01:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-02T01:46:52.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Years...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so i've kinda been avoiding writing about my New Year's....but people have been asking what I've been up to, so here goes:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm..blank of what I did...&lt;br /&gt;OOOH! Right..Ok, so...Clem WOo and I had a late night on Tuesday (30th) but we had decided that we wanted to go to dim sum in the morning, and we figured we'd go to the "ha mmm cha" (late afternoon) as there are more discounts then.  I woke up around 12ish, Clem got up @ 1230, and well Woo woke up when Clem called him to tell him that I was on my way to pick him up.  One of my buddies...had an incident and he was quite upset and needed some consoling..(I hope you're feeling better now..)and so I talked with him for a while until I had to leave.  Called Jenna to see if she could come with, but..since it was late she already told her parents she was staying home.  Luckily Nick just woke up and he wanted to come with!  So..the 4 of us met up @ Grass Mountain Villa - the place, according to Clem=), is getting better but their service wasn't that great.  I hate it when asians discriminate according to age, not even that you're "their people" but just cuz you're young, you're punks.  Anyways, I KNOW they overcharged us on this one plate...one lady had marked down the wrong thing and so when the guy crossed it off, he later charged us for it - hence ripping us off.  So I told everyone the amoutn to leave, which..TECHNICALLY only left them 2+$ for tip, but I figured since you were ripping us off..you can take that money and just put it into your tip collection.  As we get up, he starts mumbling and bitching about how we didn't leave enough tip and Clem, being the nice guy, gave him an extra tooney.  WTF!  What a loser, we've seen that guy at the Port Perry Casino, he's a MAJOR gambler too...jerk..&lt;br /&gt;anyways, we called it a day, and we headed home to our respective family dinners.  Mine was SOO good!  There was chicken and these big shrimps hehe...mmm..yummy.  Anyways, I had to wait a while, figure stuff out with Clem online...a bit of an issue with that but...we just figured we'd play by ear.&lt;br /&gt;So I picked him up..and we headed over to Jenna's...our first stop.  There weren't that many people there, just a small gathering but it was still cool to hang out with them for a little while.  Clem got to see some of them as he hadn't since..commencement and it was some good laughs=)  Around 10ish, we left there to head over to Meghan's.  Emma, et al. hadn't even left Vikki's yet!  She called just as we were leaving and said they'd be there shortly.  So I got to see s'more people at Meghan's..that wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be.  We stayed for a little bit, left around 11:15ish...we got to Mel Lastman around 11:30 to realize that NOTHING was happening there!  No fireworks or any festivities whatsoever...so...we just left for Clem's hill=)  It was a lil' chilly and kinda windy but...that's what snuggling is for right?=)  He was quite cold...I got my extra layer of insulation..heheh...but it was nice, we just looked over Toronto and...enjoyed ourselves=)  &lt;br /&gt;Eventually we got back into the car and since he was hungry we went to Mr. Beanery..hehe..(aka the Taiwanese place)..that's open 24 hours.  Afterwards we went driving around..the 401/Leslie area..looking at houses..he's found some of his ideal bungalows..hehe...&lt;br /&gt;All in all..it was a very nice and pleasant evening to ring in the new year, with my baby=)  143.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys all had a great time and enjoyed some healthy, safe fun!!!  &lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna go back to school....noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107302594472680737?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107302594472680737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107302594472680737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107302594472680737' title='My New Years...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107294185952254773</id><published>2004-01-01T02:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T02:25:26.263-05:00</updated><title type='text'>something funny</title><content type='html'>I fell upon this...from someone's website, I can't really remember where but he's got the FUNNIEST stories ever...&lt;br /&gt;Here's one that I laughed really loud about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=yellow&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get back to Joe, he's sitting on a bench talking to some guy with a little notepad was talking with him. Some stranger walks up to me. &lt;br /&gt;STRANGER: How's it going? &lt;br /&gt;ME: Pretty good, my friend is talking to some creepy bastard with a notepad. &lt;br /&gt;STRANGER: Actually, (pulls out little notebook and pen) my friend and I are conducting interviews. &lt;br /&gt;ME: Fuckin' A. &lt;br /&gt;STRANGER: O-okay. What's your purpose on this planet? &lt;br /&gt;ME: To make people laugh (am I wrong?)&lt;br /&gt;STRANGER: What do you think is one of the biggest problems in this world? &lt;br /&gt;ME: Irrational hatred. &lt;br /&gt;STRANGER: Okay. What are your feelings about god? &lt;br /&gt;Right when he said this it hit me. This isn't some small town reporter, going home to the Farmington Gazette to write a story about the big city and the state fair and all the colorful folk who go there. No, this is another jesus freak running around handing out pamphlets and trying to ruin my drunken gluttony. It took me about half a second to formulate a plan to fuck with his head and wish he never left Podunk. (Note: STRANGER will now be referred to as GODBOY for the remainder of this story.) &lt;br /&gt;ME: I really don't have any feelings about him. I'm an atheist. &lt;br /&gt;GODBOY: You don't believe in god? &lt;br /&gt;ME: I should rephrase that. I mean, he could very well exist, I don't know. If he does, I reject him. &lt;br /&gt;GODBOY: Wow, when did you first start to feel this way. &lt;br /&gt;ME: It probably was when I found out I was gay. &lt;br /&gt;GODBOY: R-really? &lt;br /&gt;ME: Don't worry, I'm not going to hit on you or anything. You're totally not my type. &lt;br /&gt;GODBOY: Okay. &lt;br /&gt;ME: I don't know. It's just that when I finally got up the courage to come out of the closet, my family disowns me. My own family. I haven't seen my parents in five years. This wasn't my decision, I was born this way. What kind of god would allow that? &lt;br /&gt;GODBOY: Well, I don't think you're really born gay. I think it's more like the devil putting ideas in your head. &lt;br /&gt;ME: That's where I'm going to have to disagree with you. Hey, Joe(I'm getting tired of talking to GODBOY, while Joe seems to be in a real deep conversation with his interviewer). Remember those friends of ours we said we'd meet 10 minutes ago? We should leave. Thanks for the interview. &lt;br /&gt;GODBOY: Thanks for your time. I'll pray for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some guy in some small town praying for me, a straight guy, to not be gay anymore. How many people can say that? I fucking rule. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read more..here's his &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/pleaselikeme/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107294185952254773?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107294185952254773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107294185952254773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107294185952254773' title='something funny'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107291498761016195</id><published>2003-12-31T18:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-31T18:57:33.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR!</title><content type='html'>I hope you all have had a wonderful 2003, and may the best of 2003 be the worst of 2004!!   I hope you guys have a great time and are able to ring in the new year with the people you care about the most.  Take care and you'll hear from me in the new year=)&lt;br /&gt;WHOA.  I"m turning 21.  Oooooh yeaaaah...hehe&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107291498761016195?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107291498761016195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107291498761016195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107291498761016195' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107272248828511602</id><published>2003-12-29T13:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-29T13:30:39.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'>worried &amp; intimidated</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=red&gt;Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. &lt;br /&gt;Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;Love never fails. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1 Corinthians 13:4-8) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107272248828511602?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107272248828511602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107272248828511602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107272248828511602' title='worried &amp; intimidated'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107262318965803559</id><published>2003-12-28T09:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T09:54:13.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to always tell the difference. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107262318965803559?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107262318965803559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107262318965803559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107262318965803559' title=''/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107230173958772738</id><published>2003-12-24T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-24T16:36:38.873-05:00</updated><title type='text'>a Christmas tradition=)</title><content type='html'>So I think It's become official.  December 23rd is Clem &amp; my Christmas dinner!  It's close enough to be Christmas, but not quite Christmas since we still haev to spend it with our own families.  Yesterday was QUITE the adventure=)  I woke up around 930, didn't get out of bed until 1030 since it was RAINING out and I really wasn't in the mood to go to Lawrence to play some road hockey in the rain.  Apparently, neither did Clem, or Greig for that fact - he coudln't even get out of work!  We're not quite sure who did end up going, I just hope Andy didn't go, cuz I told him to be there...uhoh.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after some..hanging around the house, I showered up..'primped' hehe and headed out first to Loblaws to pick some food up and went to Jenna's.  EVERYONE was there!  Street, Di, Cheryl (sheryl?), Laura, Sam, Anderw LIv...SHAYNAY!  It was a lot of fun, theyr'e a great bunch it's so nice to get to hang out with some good girls, after spending time with boys all year round pretty much.  Everyone brought SO much food!  I was sooo stuffed by the tmie I left there, Laura had bruoght her family's personal recipe of pasta sauce (which she FORCED me to eat befoer leavnig, I literally was going to throw up on her) but it was so funny.  She was strugglin' SOOO badly just to make the pasta itself.  She had NO problem whatsoever making this good sauce, but she coudnl't boil pasta...it was so cute!  She was freakin out and everything...didn't know what to do - she'd kill me if she saw this! heeh &lt;br /&gt;But yeh I had to leave at 2:15 cuz I had to take my mom to the doctor's..they were really sad about me leaving..and not returning but hopefully I can see them before they all go off again.  Jenna's ahving some New year's party so I'm going to try and drop by that night=)&lt;br /&gt;So yeh, went back home to pick up my mom to take her to the doctor's, she wasn't even sick! She had to get a FLU shot...eugh.  I refuse to get it, I"d rather be me and fight it off myself.  Just haev to be hygenic and all...&lt;br /&gt;After dropping her off back at home, I rushed over to Clem's..who..OBVIOUSLY wasn't ready for our 3:30 date!!! hehe...that boy is NEVER ready when I tell him to.  I think he thinks that when I give him a time, that's when he should START getting dressed!  I even said "You're worse than a girl, ..the girl being me!" and he said "well that's not saying much because you're not bad at all!" hehehe..it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;SO we headed over to YOrkdale for some final shopping (well for me it was final, I refuse to go back until EARLIEST Boxing day).  I coudln't find any cellophane for his parents' present..and he got my parents this cool candle thingy frmo Bowring.  It's pretty=)  I got my CD from his parents...but coudln't find anything to return my hat for @ BR.  Plus ti was major crowded in there..yucky.  Then we went back to his house and i gave his paernts their present..they like it=)  As well they got their present from Clem &amp; his sister...a DIGITAL CAMERA!=)  &lt;br /&gt;Yup, went out to "le biftheque" for dinner, gooood stuff.  Clem liked his steak there more than @ the Keg's..I think?  It was bigger at least.  Then we spent some time together and called up woo for some cards.  Woo had to leave early so we played some RETURN OF THE KING...hehe for PS2!  I loev that game but we can't finish this one part..it' sosoo annoying!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I better get going...gotta help with dinner.&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVE!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107230173958772738?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107230173958772738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107230173958772738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107230173958772738' title='a Christmas tradition=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107210990878014036</id><published>2003-12-22T11:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-22T11:19:26.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good weekend!</title><content type='html'>So, after I stumbled on home after my drinkin @ work..hehe..I went out with Eileen &amp; Christine after dinner.  We were gonna go to BBT, but then we remembered that the hockey game was on so we decided to try and get into a pub/bar..despite the fact that Christine's only 18!=)  I gave her my OLD G1...but she obviously couldn't use it while I used mine!  Anyways, we tried The Frog &amp; Firkin first, but it was PACKED...so we went across the street to Smokey Joe's...the service was kinda crummy @ first but then our waiter was pretty cool.  I think he got a lil' impatient with us cuz we kept talkin and not deciding on what we wanted=)  Watched the game - which we tied! - and we just kept talking and talking..hehe, filling each other in with stories and all that stuff!  I know their secrets!!! teehee...well more so than Eileen's..Christine I kinda already knew=)  We left kinda early, cuz Christine was leaving for Montreal at 6 the next morning and Eileen had to work @ 7!&lt;br /&gt;On Saturday, went to lunch with my parents and my mom's cousin, who gave us SO much stuff!  A Ham, a BUTTERBALL turkey, TWO dozen patties!  (He owns Fahmee Bakery..their patties are DEFINITELy the best in Toronto..none of this crappy "patty king")  Everyone that's ever had it said it's soo good, I concur.  Cept, I always get the mild ones...I can't handle the spicey ones.  That's why my house is full of the milds...heheh  &lt;br /&gt;Went home to bum around, and then went to pick Jenna around 8:30..her new KITTEN is SO cute!  Addison (adison?), aww he's adorable, I love playing wtih him.  She has this..stick with this..thingy attached to the end of it and if you wave it around he goes NUTS.  We got him jumping up and down like CRAZY but it's sooo funny; her parents said it perfectly: It's better than watching cable.  hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;We met up with Clem &amp; Woo @ Marche, we were a LITTLE bit late:) and Jenna and I HAD to share a crepe..hmmmmmmm, and Woo had dinner!  He had turkey..and we were trying to distinguish whether or not it was real..tried to see if it would peel hehehe.  Clem wasn't feeling that great, but then decided to eat some solid foods, so he got himself a rosti..hehe and then he gave in and had apple strudel:)  We decided to go back to Jenna's to play this game called CRANIUM.  It's a lot of fun! It's a combination of trivial pursuit, charades and pictionary...the first game was close, Jenna &amp; Woo beat us, but then the second one Clem and I dominated!  Gotta give credit though, the two of them fought back.  There was one time where woo had to act out a Carberator...heheh...it was funny; then we had to do missionary..clem got EVERYTHING but!  "Jesus, man walking...praying, the pope, a priest, hiking.." hehehe...then I had to do Heart Burn..and he kept saying the most random thing...Mutation was funny too!  &lt;br /&gt;So we played that til about 1:30..called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was going to go to lunch with clem but the fella probably played too much CS the night before and woke up @ 1130!!!  His mom woke him up to go shopping @ 100 with his cousin...so..couldn't go!  I ended up running some errands, went to get the car washed, took like 20 mins waiting in line!!  I guess cuz ti was a nice day so everyone wanted to get their car cleaned.  Afterwards I went to visit Eileen at Timothy's, she made me a smoothie or SOMETHING...it was GOOD..and she only charged me for a small coffee..hehe cept there was a mixup, she thought I gave her a 10 but it was really a 20..it was kinda funny!  Went to the bank to drop off my money...and then headed back home.  Went to Candlelight service last night, it was funny..I couldn't stop laughing, which was BAD because I was serving so everyone could see!  Gabe &amp; Winson kept...nudging me and Justin continuously was laughing in the first row, causing US to laugh!  I don't think anyone saw, so that's OK..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Stuck around to say hi to everyone, OMG..Shellen..showed up after THREE MONTHS! hhehe..crazy girl=)  Met up with the boys @ Tennis..and then we went to eat (MY DINNER!) at the Taiwanese place...the guys accidentally ate most of my chicken..hehe but s'ok I got some of their's=)  After that called it a night..and now I'm sleepy cuz i only got like 5.5 hours of sleep..d'ohh....&lt;br /&gt;At work right now, might be meeting up with Clement later today.  Carmen got me INfernal Affairs TWO!!! I think i'll watch that tonight=)  Tomorrow's a BIG day!  We got our annual "band vs strings" road hockey game (yay I get to see people!) and then Jenna's having a gathering with all the "street" people..hehe get it?!?!  (for those of you who know Street..you'll get it) and then dinner with Clem..our Christmas dinner!:) Yay!  He might be coming to service on Thursday.....to see Phong get baptized:)  Ok so i'll blog later!&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS...HAPPY HOLIDAYS....HAVE FUN!=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107210990878014036?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107210990878014036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107210990878014036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107210990878014036' title='Good weekend!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107186645729801208</id><published>2003-12-19T15:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T15:41:51.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Drunk on the job..hehe</title><content type='html'>Ok, so today was the staff Christmas party @ work, and we had some food here in the office and then just over an hour ago we went down stairs to "Elephant &amp; Castle" and I only got an hour...we had to go in shifts as we couldn't leave the phones..hehe  I had a Singapore Sling - not too bad - and then I had a Strawberry Margarita!  That tasted a little minty it was kinda weird but not too bad.  The hour went by pretty quickly, heard lots of drinking and smoking-up stories.  Man, I'm quite tammed compared to the people here!  hehe...&lt;br /&gt;But yeh, I"m kinda red now, but not drunk, otherwise I'm almost certain that this would be incoherent...&lt;br /&gt;but yeh, I definitely need to go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;G'nite=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107186645729801208?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107186645729801208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107186645729801208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107186645729801208' title='Drunk on the job..hehe'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107186138829350409</id><published>2003-12-19T14:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T14:17:22.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Return of the King</title><content type='html'>"The crownless again shall be king". ~ Arwen&lt;br /&gt;Ooooooh it was good.  Cept, the entire movie I just kept waiting for someone, or EVERYONE to die.  This past year, Clem kept telling me that everyone was going to die..or at least someone of significance was going to die.  So...I sat there, thinking "ohhh man, here it comes..." or "Ohhh no, they're going to die like this!"  End of it, NOTHING.  It kinda ruined the movie for me, a little bit but still good nonetheless.  I loved the elephant/legolas scene, it was so cool..he's so swift..hehe  &lt;br /&gt;I loved how everything was so exact, you could really tell that they were so precise and paid attention to every little detail.  And if you found something that was "wrong"...well too bad, I didn't see it! hehe  That spider was freakin' gross...eww!  But yeh, I won't ruin it for those who haven't seen it, unless I did already but...sorry! hehe&lt;br /&gt;But yeh, it was nice to see Hales again=)  I haven't seen her since Kill Bill..she brought her friend who everyone thought was Ekborn..but..obviously wasn't.  hehe  &lt;br /&gt;Work is boring, I wanna go home and sleep.  The movie ended around 2...got home about 2:30..slept @ 3, woke up @ 7:45....*ugh*...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107186138829350409?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107186138829350409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107186138829350409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107186138829350409' title='Return of the King'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107176135121190244</id><published>2003-12-18T10:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T10:30:04.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Malls, 2 girls, 1 boy = 1 pair of POWER shoes</title><content type='html'>HAHAH...so yesterday I FINALLY got to meet up with Emma!!=)  We had tried getting together since Monday but just didn't work out!  Anyways so I picked her up around 3ish..couldn't decide what to do so we called up Good ol'e Alan and picked him up too.  Decided to walk around Yorkdale..just to get some "exercise" hehe, and ended up that only Alan was the one to get something!  He saw these VANS that he really liked but they didn't have a size 13!!!  He's got BIG feet, but he is a big boy...who's STILL growing.  Man I felt like such a shrimp with those two, Emma's like 5'10 and he's about 6'3!  I felt so tiny, hehehe.  Anyways, so Athletes World didn't have his size so we decided to leave (cuz we already walked through the entire mall)and we decided to go to Fairview to see if they had his size.  Traffic was sooo crummy! I hate rush hour!  But we made it, it was just the whole...Allen Rd/401 connection, after that it was quite smooth for that hour.  So we got to Athletes World and they didn't even have his VANS!  But he kept looking and he found this other pair...that were only 60$...and they're POWER brand.  Haha it was funny, but they were cool looking so who cares!  We bought those and then headed over to the good CW cuz we were hungry.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I honestly gained 10 pounds on last night's dinner.  It was CRAZy.  We ordered 3 big plates, small bowl of congee and "ja leung".   It was NUTS.  Alan hadn't eaten all day, I ate an early lunch and Emma was hungry.  We ALMOST finished it, and Clem, after going to his office Christmas dinner @ Bloomsbury (which he hated!=( met up with us there.  He was shocked at the amount of food we had.  There was a bit of a mixup, but...Alan assured us he could do it.  He pretty much did, there was some leftover but not a lot!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways afterwards Emma wanted to watch the game so we went over to Alan's to watch the Raptors LOSE....while we played some pool/darts in his basement and Emma even did her crossword in Peoples magazine.  There's this really cute article on Chris &amp; Gwyneth about their pregnancy, he's kissing her belly and stuff, I think they just got their first ultrasound and such...soo cute=)  Apparently they ELOPED!  Not even their parents were there...that sucks!  But they're in Mexico now, on their honeymoon, I read in the Metro today that he had to get stitches! (gasp) from surfing..haha  Anyways!  There was an article on Ryan &amp; Trista's wedding...4 MILLION$!!! That's crazy...Clem was right, they did get 1 million for allowing ABC to air the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;After the Raps lost, I drove Emma home cuz she was sleepy while the guys played Top Spin and then later on we played Mario Cart..the new version from Gamecube or something..it's fun!=)  The stupid boys let me choose the SLOW car..and then Alan eventually told me.....to change carts...and then I won! heheheh&lt;br /&gt;But yeah...now I"m sleepy..and wondering if I should really go to see LOTR tonight since I"ll be home by 2 and then gotta come to work again tomorrow...boooo=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107176135121190244?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107176135121190244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107176135121190244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107176135121190244' title='2 Malls, 2 girls, 1 boy = 1 pair of POWER shoes'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107159099215295706</id><published>2003-12-16T11:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T11:10:43.670-05:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>So I'm ALL done!  My exam lasted me about an hour and a half, there were some tricky questions and hopefully I get part marks:)  Wrote down all the crap I could remember, and BS'ed some of it too!  After my exam I had some errands to run around campus - pick up January metropass, and had to go to Robarts to photocopy this reading for one of my courses - I HATE ROBARTS!  It's so sucky and wayyy too big, not user-friendly...haha Ok, maybe it is for other people, so it's not DENISE-friendly! &lt;br /&gt;Anyways afterwards came home took a shower and my sweetie picked me up!  He had a full day of walking around downtown with Emma &amp; Wilf..shopping and such at the EC (I couldn't go:( and since he wasn't hungry we decided to walk IKEA!  I love that place! hehehehe  We were deciding what fridge is best...and our kitchen will be all CHROMED out..haha..I learned that Ikea has an "AS-IS" Room!  I had no idea!!!  They got all this stuff in there, that you just walk out with...well pay for and then walk out!  He was trying to sell me this CD shelf thingy, and it's nice but I have nowhere in my room to put it...heheh, after we walked away from them, these two other couples walked right up and were checking it out...it was funny=)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, afterwards we went to THE KEG!!!  He used his 50$ Gift Certificate from work that he got...GOOD STUFF!  I got the Chicken and Ribs - it's final, NO ONE can beat my mother's RIBS.  NO ONE.  I have NEVER tasted anything AS good, not even close!  MANY people have agreed with me that they're GREAT.  Clem's a lil' iffy but I think, partly a.) it was too hyped up and b.) he's got tough taste.  hehe  Esp his cake taste!  That boy won't eat anything that doesn't come out of his daddy's own bakery!  It makes sense though his daddy's cakes are SOOO good...well anything that comes out of that bakery is SOOOOO GOOD!  Their croissants were rated BEST in Toronto...well, it was rated second best, but the top winner was SUPPLIED by his bakery.  So..yah, top two spots=)  If you're wondering..look up PATACHOU...mmmmmmmmmm......just thinking about those mini tarts/pastries...mmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;Anyways so we had our dinner, yummy, THANK YOU BMO!  We just added some money for the guy's tip=)  And then afterwards we just hung around for a bit and called up Woo and we played some cards..Emma was tired I believe and wanted to stay in to watch the OC so I'm gonna see her later today after my office Christmas party!  But yah, Woo lost again, he basically paid for the tip...of the meal...heheh...Clem won even more from him.  Poor guy...but he still likes playing=)  At work now...stupid TTC stalled me 30 mins!  Some big "incident" at King Stn...it was sooo cold sitting on the train they woudln't close the freakin' doors!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm having fun so far!  i wish school would NEVER commence..or I was done....&lt;br /&gt;TOBOGANNING!!=)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107159099215295706?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107159099215295706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107159099215295706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107159099215295706' title='FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107146716263699894</id><published>2003-12-15T00:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T00:46:52.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRRRRRRREAT weekend!</title><content type='html'>So what I thought was going to be so sucky and yucky...turned out to be an AMAZING, fun-filled, full of laughter, wish-making WEEKEND!  You can read below what I did yesterday but tonight was lots of fun too.  After work I rushed home so I could do s'more studying for my exam tomorrow...I feel half-confident, half worried..60%...soooo much.  BUt anyways, after lotsa pleading and "I hope you'll be there!", I let myself go to Chris &amp; Ern's house for a BIG dinner!  It was sooo much fun! Ernest, Chris &amp; Matt were hosting, hehe, EIleen, Cal and Bonnie were there, we had soooo much fun laughing and such!  Talking about res pranks, skiing/snowboarding adventures - they found my experience from last year quite funny=)  THEN after dinner and YUMMMMMY dessert, we headed out to a local park where we went toboganning!!  First time this winter!  It was a tiny hill but ohhh were we laughing our heads off.  My stomach AND my head hurt as we ran back to the house as the parents were leaving.  There were these two other guys there at the park they were pretty cool, they helped us build a ramp and everything.  &lt;br /&gt;Ernest &amp; Christine &amp; matthew, according to size steam-rolled the ramp it was sooo funny, but it is a smart way to pack the snow..hehe  THen there wereall the times that CAL went MAJORLY airborne..hahah his butt musta hurt SO BAD.  Unfortunately, not bad enough to chase me down and dunk snow on me!!! BOOOOO! hehe  &lt;br /&gt;We took some crazy pictures on Chris' camera so hope I get to see those before she goes back to the 'loo.  &lt;br /&gt;Ahhh it was fun, we're gonna have a get-together on FRIDAY night, gotta figure out what kind of trouble we're get ourselves into ..hehehe...some drunk'n fun?  &lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, for those of you...I like moosehead, it's lite=)  Well Id on't think I'd drink an entire 24, not even a six-pack..but I can handle it=)  WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;Back to the books...*sigh* 15 more hours until it's all over..then i'm FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE FALLING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107146716263699894?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107146716263699894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107146716263699894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107146716263699894' title='GRRRRRRRRREAT weekend!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107137709081767969</id><published>2003-12-13T23:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T10:14:17.090-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A night to remember!=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://espn.go.com/i/nhl/clubhouse/tor_logo.gif" align="left"&gt;So today, was the day of my church's semi-formal dinner, and it was alright, not too bad.  We had a roast beef dinner with caesar salad (big chunks of cheese..hehe), macaroni, bread, and of course GRAVY=)  A bunch of us were there, and Clem dressed all spiffy, everyone approved of his jacket=)  But of course, they already knew I was getting it for him before he did!  Got to see Ernest and Christine...and of course Eileen!=)  We're gonna have a  get together next weekend..sometime..that'll be some good fun=)  &lt;br /&gt;Clement and I had to rush out of there, ASAP cuz .... he got &lt;strong&gt;TICKETS TO THE HOCKEY GAME&lt;/strong&gt;!!!=) One of his friends' boyfriend...had gotten tickets but he got into a car accident earlier this week=(, so she offered them to him at a reduced price.  SO we rushed down there, thinking we'd miss the first two periods....but as we got to the parking around there, there was this ONE sweet spot (that cost 25$ though!!=( and this guy offered us seats in the RED section..regular 160...for a swap of our tix and an extra lil' bit...so we did it!  OMG, these seats were AWESOME!!!  I had SO much fun, there were these crummy lil' kids in front of us that kept blocking our view, but they were little and I was just having a lot of fun=)  I took an ENTIRE roll of film...24!  I should've brought the digital...but I wasn't sure if we were allowed to bring cameras in overall.  It was tons of fun though...oh my, I was SO HAPPY!=)  Thank you sweetie....you made my wish come true!  It was my first hockey game ever, and WE WON!=)  3-1!!!  Sorry KEV...we beat the RANGERS;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, on the way back, I remembered that Fairview was having their MIDNIGHT MADNESS and so we went out there for a bit, I had to buy something for my Secret Santa @ work and Clem bought some CDs...since he's d/led a lot of stuff from MIRC.  hehe  But yeh, he was tired so I took him home=)&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun tonight, I was kinda feeling really crummy earlier in the day...but it always gets better when Baldwin's around=) hehe...&lt;br /&gt;Side note to that girl @ Clem's work:&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry about your boyfriend.  I really hope that he gets better and recovers without any long-term injuries.  I commend you during this time, taking care of him and the matters that need to be dealt with.  You sound quite brave and I applaud you for that.  I hope that him and his family realize what a great girl you are, which I'm sure they do...=)  If you need any help with anything, I'm sure Clem's already offered it but if I can help out in anyway, just let me know.  Thank you for the tickets, they were amazing...thanks for making a wish of mine come true!  Take care. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107137709081767969?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107137709081767969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107137709081767969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107137709081767969' title='A night to remember!=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107127841959130968</id><published>2003-12-12T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T20:21:07.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>big beef..!</title><content type='html'>So these are my two cents at the current moment:&lt;br /&gt;Y'know all those...people who..are so "pro-God" and Bible huggers and all that stuff?  I can't stand it.  That's right.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is out, I almost despise it completely.  It ALMOSt turns me off of Christianity altogether - if I didn't have my head on straight and realized that these people should not hinder my own religion and faith.  &lt;br /&gt;Situation #1: Girl and boy are dating.  Girl highly influences boy to go to church and be all "christian-y".  Girl realizes boy is no good, breaks up with him.  Basically cheats on him, because she likes another guy before breaking up with him.  He's devastated.  Turns against Christianity, sees what it brings him, and his 'perfect example' of a Christian just...ripped his heart out and stepped on it.  Girl tells him that she never wants to see him ever again, don't want to talk to him and wants him to drop off her stuff at the front door and ring the doorbell and then drive away.....she's trying to forget him.  &lt;br /&gt;Now is this a Christian thing to do?  Is this what God wants of his believers and followers?  Is this an example of God?  Nope.&lt;br /&gt;Situation #2: Boy is super Christianity, frowns upon other people if he thinks what other people do is "wrong".  He, in other people's opinions, does things that are wrong as well, but he thinks he's perfect and claims to be aiming to be an "ideal Christian".  Openly insults people, makes fun of them, and claims that he's 'the best' and preaches his 'goodness'.  &lt;br /&gt;Did Jesus not call all Christians to be humble?  Did God tell no one to judge; why point out the speck in one's eye, when you've got a log in your own?  &lt;br /&gt;I try not to say anything, to non-Christians and Christians both.  Religion is personal, and their own thing.  Don't give me a beef about whether or not Jesus wanted it to be personal.  You make your own choices, I'm making my own.  Don't judge me, and all will be fine.  I'm not judging you on your religious (or lack thereof) ethics so you best not be doing it to me.  I don't claim to be anything, I choose to be who I am, in the best way fit in my own eyes.  You do what you wish, and you leave me alone, and we will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;(end transaction).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107127841959130968?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107127841959130968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107127841959130968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107127841959130968' title='big beef..!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107126214385328592</id><published>2003-12-12T15:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T15:49:51.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"santa baby".....</title><content type='html'>I'm at work, bored out of my MIND!  Soooooo slow, nothing to do.  We were playing elf-bowling for a little while, I'd put the link on here cept I don't really know how to.  I just got it in an email at work and I double clicked it..heh&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT want to study tonight, i wanna go out and have some fun!  But of course, my STUPID exam is on Monday...sucks big time.  At least I've got something to look forward to, tomorrow nite, Clem &amp; I have a semi-formal dinner to go to=)  Get all dressed up..hehe  Alan's supposed to come but apparently he's got something to do @ Nick's a family gathering or something, so he probably won't be able to make it.  I cannot stress how much I hate studying about volcanoes, mountains, plate tectonics and all these crazy stupid theories.  &lt;br /&gt;*sigh*  On another note, today as I was walking to the subway I saw this major PUNK guy..he had a mohawk and he had spiked/gelled his hair SUPER HIGH.  He had to "duck" while walking through the doorway so that he wouldn't 'hurt' his hair.  But it was funny cuz I walked past them while they were dumping stuff into the mailbox and I overheard that guy talking about how he had to buy over 300 cards to mail out...I dunno I thought that was funny, this 'punk' guy...talking about mailing out Christmas cards, with this friend of his that clearly looked kinda intimidated by him..&lt;br /&gt;Dang, that's how boring my life has become=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107126214385328592?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107126214385328592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107126214385328592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107126214385328592' title='&quot;santa baby&quot;.....'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107116977392877334</id><published>2003-12-11T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T14:11:24.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tryin' to get into study mode.</title><content type='html'>So, after a week off of having some fun, I'm not trying to get back into gear for my one and only exam on Monday.  It's tough, and I keep getting distracted.  I've got these annoying pages to read..and it's just such boring shiet..PLUS if I don't get anything I'm on my own, no prof to email or anything!  Stinks!&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed alright, but this morning sucked ass.  I had these bad dreams, that are somewhat recurring, the theme of the dreams are at least.  It makes me feel all crummy when I wake up.  THEN I realize that I had turned off our BOX for the satellite (darn my good habits!) which means that I didn't tape Ryan &amp; Trista's wedding..damnit.  At least I got to see some good parts, watched most of the actual ceremony and everything, the sand part was cool.  They interviewed Jamie!!!!  YAY!=)  Sooo funny, I still hate that Russ guy he was so yucky.  &lt;br /&gt;Went shopping yesterday with Clem @ Markville, got Jenna's present and got the COLDPLAY LIVE CD.  OMG, BEST Cd purchase EVER.  I don't know why I was pondering over 20$..TWO CDs!!!  I watched part of the DVD part..it's pretty cool, you get to choose the camera shot you want to watch from.  Good stuff...then came home cuz Clem wasn't feeling well and so I just bummed around, watched TV, took a nap and such.  THen later on went back to his house to play cards with the fellas, I lost 1.05$.  Can't complain=)  So today is study day...I've gotten through a good # of pages, but there's so much left to do.  *sigh* No big weekend for Denise...at least I'll be done on Monday and I've got BIG THINGS next week!  Hopefully have some GOOD fun after my exam, office party @ milestone's paid by the company:) on Tuesday...Wednesday --&gt; LOTR!!!!!!!!!  It's massive pay day on Monday too, the office gives us the entire month of December in ONE paycheque!!!=)  YAY!  &lt;br /&gt;yeh I guess I don't have it that bad, just kinda crummy mood....I wish I was done school, over and done with.  No more essays, no more tests, no more professors trying to screw you over...none of it.  I'll go drown myself in some Chris Martin lyrics now. bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107116977392877334?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107116977392877334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107116977392877334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107116977392877334' title='tryin&apos; to get into study mode.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107090488290969698</id><published>2003-12-08T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T11:13:57.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>daniel wu.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.lovehkfilm.com/people/chimage.php3?image=wu_daniel_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off --&gt; HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;So Jowenne, Cecilia AND Donna have been HOLDING BACK! hahahah..Actually I've read about Daniel Wu on Donna's page..but I just figured it was one of her friends or something! haha&lt;br /&gt;But now that I think about it, he's not even DEAD hot (unlike Clem=), he's kinda good, and in some shots..but the most appealing thing about him was the performance he put up in "Love Undercover" &amp; "Love Undercover 2: Love Mission".  He was soooo sweet in that movie, and soo cute!  His proposal, hahah, he had to PRACTICE it in the exact spot...ahhhhh..hehe&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen anything else that he's been in, and he looks kinda similar to another friend that I had in junior high (but he was nowhere good looking..just looked similar...anyone remember Perry? *shudder*)  &lt;br /&gt;I watched both of those films yesterday, well technically I finished up the first one and then watched the second one last night when Clem lent it to me=)  It was so funny that movie:  There was this one scene where a cop couldn't see his 'chief'..and the chief is like "i'm behind you..no the other side..No..omg, a blind person walked by earlier and HE even greeted me, ARE YOU BLIND?!"  haha, Ok I realize that it may not SOUND funny but it was hilarious when I watched it...and whenever someone got shot, they got shot right square in the butt cheek, and they'd just fall over...it was hilarious..and apparently you can still walk after the butt cheek shot.  hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;If you like chinese movies, cute funny chinese movies....this is one to watch:)&lt;br /&gt;He really isn't DEAD hot...jsut his character is really really cute.  Yeh, that's it.&lt;br /&gt;heheh=)  Ok, gotta go back to work...Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107090488290969698?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107090488290969698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107090488290969698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107090488290969698' title='daniel wu.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107075736765183802</id><published>2003-12-06T19:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T19:38:27.700-05:00</updated><title type='text'>(somewhat) looking forward to:</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.summerabroad.utoronto.ca/gallery03/HK/images/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.summerabroad.utoronto.ca/gallery03/HK/images/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107075736765183802?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107075736765183802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107075736765183802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107075736765183802' title='(somewhat) looking forward to:'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107074878381708483</id><published>2003-12-06T17:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T17:13:45.623-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Love</title><content type='html'>This is something I want to share...for my friends who are strugglin' and going through hard times, this is something that I found brought me through the rough and helped me push forward.  I hope it helps you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everyone longs to give themselves completely to someone, to have a deep soul relationship with another, to be loved thoroughly and exclusively.  But God, to a Christian says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, not until you are satisfied and content with living loved by Me alone.   I love you, my child, and until you discover that only in Me is your satisfaction to be found, you will not be capable of the perfect human relationship that I have planned for you.  You will never be united with another until you are united with Me exclusive of anyone or anything else, exclusive of other desires and longings.  I want you to stop planning, to stop wishing and allow Me to give you the most thrilling plan existing - one that you can't imagine.  I want you to have the best!  Please allow me to bring it to you - just keep watching Me, expecting the greatest thing - keep experiencing that satisfaction knowing that I AM.  Keep learning and listening to the things I tell you...You must wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be anxious.  Don't worry.  Don't look around at the things others have gotten, or that I've given them.  Do'nt look at the things you want.  You just keep looking off and away up to Me, or you'll miss what I want to show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, when you're ready, I'll surprise you with a love far more wonderful than any would ever dream.  You see, until you are ready, and until the one I have for you is ready, I am working even this very minute to have both of you ready at the same time.  Until you are both satisfied exclusively with Me, and life I have prepared for you, you won't be able to experience that love that exemplifies your love with me...And this is perfect love.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, dear one, I want you to have the most wonderful love.  I want you to see in the flesh a picture of your relationship with Me, and to enjoy materially and concretely the existing union of beauty and perfect and love, that I offer you with Myself.  Know I love you utterly.  I am God Almighty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="centre"&gt;Believe and be satisfied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/align&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107074878381708483?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107074878381708483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107074878381708483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107074878381708483' title='Perfect Love'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107065706105991097</id><published>2003-12-05T15:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-05T15:45:01.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe..WHOOPS.</title><content type='html'>So let's recap yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;Came to work, already decided that I wasn't going to go to my chinese class @ 2...I could review on my own thank you very much=)  So I talked to the boss and she said that she'd love to have me for the entire day!  So, worked til 4:45, had to run some errands before I had &lt;em&gt;TSOUNDCHECK&lt;/em&gt; duty @ 5:15.  Worked there for 3 hours, there was this girl that came up to us and asked us whether there'd be 10$ tickets for the Yoyo-Ma this weekend, and she looked UTTERLY disappointed.  Umm, HELLO?  We're entirely sold out, the cheapest tickets were going for 45$, would you expect to see U2, Radiohead, COLDPLAY for 10$??  I don't THINK so!  It was quite funny.  Anyways after work, had to RUSH to Yorkdale cuz I had to give cash for Clem's coat!  FINALLY GOT IT!!!  It's been what, almost four weeks? hehe..he picked me up after his test, which he said he did REALLY well! Yay!  We rushed over to National to pick up his racquet but the stupid idiots there didn't have it done yet, they had PROMISED him it'd be done by 5, and we got there @ 9..but nope, not finished.  Morons...anyways, afterwards we went to his house so he could drop stuff off and we got us a DEAL on some Subway subs=)  Went over to my house to watch his Infernal Affairs 2, cept my DVD player didn't read it properly and it was all in black and white=(  We got kinda bummed by that, so we decided to watch some Undercover Love...hehe it was soo funny!  Anyways, it was nice to be with him..missed being with him ...lots and might not see him this weekend, as he's got two tests!!!  &lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, I was online for a while, d/ling the pics we had taken and somehow I ended up playing solitaire showdown until 2am!!!  I set my alarm for 720 so i could wash my hair and dry it before heading off to work.  Did that happen?? NOPE!  I woke up at 10AM!!! I woke up and i'm like SHIT! Omg, I called my boss IMMEDIATEly and I said "HI kevin, I'm runnig a little late" hahaha..try over an HOUR!!!  But he didn't care, I made up an excuse..and it's all good=)  I think they're just happy I made it in..haha  So yup, work's boring, lotsa talking...weirdos...might be watching Pirates with Jenna tonight, who knows!!  I had crazy dreams..they were soo funny=)&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go..pondering if I should buy a new purse..hehe  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107065706105991097?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107065706105991097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107065706105991097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107065706105991097' title='hehe..WHOOPS.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107046620144995426</id><published>2003-12-03T10:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T10:43:59.640-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The words of Dave Rygalsky:</title><content type='html'>i don't smoke, i don't drink, i've never gotten a ticket. i'm healthy. i take care of myself. i floss. i never watch more than thirty minutes of television a night, partly because i think it's a waste of time and partly because there's nothing on. i respect my parents. i do well in school. i never play videogames in case they do someday prove that playing them can turn you into a serial killer. i don't drink coffee. i hate soda because the carbonation freaks me out. i'm happy to give up meat if you feel strongly about it. i don't mind wearing a tie. i enjoy playing those hymns on my guitar. and i really, really want to take your daughter to the prom ... mrs. kim? please don’t make me repeat that list again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ I don't know, it's hard to tell which character I like more, Dave OR Seth...but I guess they're both quite similar in their own ways...as long as the laughs keep coming I'm sure I'll be happy=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107046620144995426?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107046620144995426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107046620144995426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107046620144995426' title='The words of Dave Rygalsky:'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107023160221414400</id><published>2003-11-30T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T17:34:12.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss....</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=white&gt;I miss the days when you had no worry in the world and just lived each day like there was no tomorrow.  I miss going to school, doing pretty much nothing and getting straight As.  I miss the days when you knew all of the names of the boys &amp; girls in your class.  I miss the days when you could run around and expect nothing of anything, but receive everything.  I miss the days when the teacher was actually your friend and not out to make your life miserable.  I miss the days when your best friends ran around a big tree, just to see how many times it took for everyone to get dizzy.  &lt;br /&gt;I miss the days of Junior high, where we got to play lego and called that "science class".  I miss the days of geography where you got to colour in maps of the world, and get marked according to your colour scheme.  I miss the days of math where the teacher would scream out "HOT DOG!" and "this is mickey mouse stuff!".  I miss passing notes to each other in class, when the teacher wasn't looking...it took mere perfection, the timing, the aim, the throw...all had to be precise.  I miss the days when girls and boys liked each other, but didn't dare tell the other in case of looking silly.  I miss the days where you could play with someone of the opposite sex and not have to worry about him/her wondering whether or not you're flirting with them (or them with you).  I miss the days when group projects meant that you got to choose your own groups and you'd be working with your friends, but really having fun messing around.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the days of Lawrence Park, where gym class meant (for girls anyways) half the class sat out, because they didn't want to break a nail, and the other half actually played cuz it was fun.  I miss the days of football in gr 9 gym, where we made up plays called "peaches &amp; cream" and "do the dance".  I miss the days of walking down the hallway between classes and running into your friends and screaming "I"M LATE FOR CLASS!"  I miss the days of music class, when the class structure was perfect because you got to see the boy you've got a big crush on sitting facing you.  I miss the days where the boys and girls were friends in class, but too scared to sit together as a group during lunchtime.  I miss the days of having lockers, and everyone would "hang out" at someone's and look cool.  I miss having my own personal space where I could put my stuff accoridng to how I want it, rather than carrying everything around.  I miss seeing people get together and being all giddy and happy when they see each other.  I miss hearing about relationships gone bad, and someone saying "I thought he was the one..."  I miss thinking that high school was the end of the world, and nothing could possibly get worse.  &lt;br /&gt;I love a lot of my life now, but I miss a lot of things as well.  Makes you appreciate everything you've been through when you reminsce.  Times and memories will never be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I think back, and reflect on my life now, I realize that I've got one of the best bunches of friends in the world.  I feel very blessed for every single person who calls me a friend, and is one to me.  One of my friends, I've known since gr 3...despite the fact that we did lose contact along the way, we've met up again now, and we may not be the closest of friends, but it's nice to know that we can still have some good fun when the time calls for it.  Friends that I hadn't talked to in almost 5 years, still remember me...and things don't seem to have changed since then.  Friends that I've grown up with in high school, make me laugh just as hard as they did when we were all together as a group.  So, to those who read this, thank you.  You've all shaped me into who I am today, and without you, who knows how I would have ended up.  Thanks for sticking by me and calling me a friend...you're AWESOME.    I hope we'll all get to make as many memories, if not more, as we have in the past.  &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107023160221414400?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107023160221414400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107023160221414400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107023160221414400' title='I miss....'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107020563861657881</id><published>2003-11-30T10:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T10:21:14.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my SATURDAY...</title><content type='html'>Wake up at around 10:30 to find my house absolutely EMPTY.  No one's around, and so I decide to call my parent's cell phones.  No one answers...uhhhh, ohh well.  So I clean myself up, and decide to call again afterwards. Mom's getting a haircut, and dad's roaming around while waiting for her.  Neither of the two need anything from the Gap, so I decide to head out by myself.  First I go to Bayview Village, and hope to run into Donna...she originally told me that I was going to get 25% off regular priced items (with her coupon) and 5% off sale items.  So I'm shopping around, trying to make the 'best decisions'....for the right price and everything, decided that normal turtlenecks are NOT worth 54.50 (plus the 25% off) and so I decided on a black sweater (that's sooo comfy) and a pair of dress pants for work.  Both were on sale, so I'm like, Ok they're good sale items, make my way to the counter, expect to get 5% off the whole deal but the guy at the counter is like, hmm, I can't give you both the 15$ off (their own sale) and the 25% off, let's find out which one's the better discount.  *I'm confused, so I don't say anything..hehe* Few seconds later "ohh, this is already a sale so you get the 25% off" I'm standing there thinking, wow this guy just screwed up, but...still confused and don't want to look like an idiot..lotsa people standing around.  He rings both of them up, "That'll be 56$" ..WHAT?!  I'm like THAT"S A STEAL!!!  I get the bill back to realize that he had taken 25% off BOTH and then I look at the card to read, 25% off ALL merchandise.  WHOA!!!!!!!!!  hahah I was sooo excited.&lt;br /&gt;So I headed over to Fairview, cuz I wanted to stop by Smart Set, their Gap had NOTHING and so I went to look @ Smart Set's dress..omg, they were there!!!  50$ for a NICE long dress....I LOVE IT!  My mom's like NICE BUY!!!!  haha...she approved and cept I gotta go back and get a smaller size, this one just doesn't look as good as the other one.  &lt;br /&gt;Stopped by at Clem's bank to drop something off, and then met up with my parents to eat lunch.  Apparently on my way home, Donna saw me driving by..haha, I thought she was going to say I cut her off!  But, she just saw me changing lanes, and yeh, that's highly likely, I do get impatient sometimes, don't like waiting when I don't have to=)  Came home, tried to study til dinner, tried to study again..and then met up with the boys for some good ole' tennis.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen ALan in FOREVER, and it was some good fun=)  After an hour, we went to get some Taiwanese food, hehe had some MAD laughs there.  I think we were being a little bit too loud, but ohh well, no one gave us any looks=)  Talking about some pretty funny stuff, "cave dogs", incidents of puking, "octopus walk"...PRETTy funny.  Then we went to World Bowl, and decided to play some jitz..ohh man, we're bad but it's SO MUCH fun!!!  Cuz we all suck together..hahahhaha  They were hoping to pick a fight with someone, just cuz Alan's never been in a real fight...haha, I don't think Wilf was too interested, but Clem was like OK let's go!&lt;br /&gt;haha, it was kinda funny...anyways, I'm late for church as it is, so I best be off!!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107020563861657881?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107020563861657881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107020563861657881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107020563861657881' title='my SATURDAY...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-107014917521081875</id><published>2003-11-29T18:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T18:40:09.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Looking for teachers!!!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so my brother has been put in charge of recruiting at least 30 students to fly over from Canada to Dalian, China (right at the tip of the peninsula, close to Korea) to teach english to students of similar age for at least a minimum of ONE month.  It requires you to teach 10 hours a week (absolutely NOTHING!=), free accommodation/sightseeing within Dalian.  They pay 2000 RMB for the month (which apparently is PLENTY for Dalian) which converts to 300$ Cdn.  As well, they would provide Chinese lessons (mandarin of course).    &lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to take a look into this idea, click on "derrick in china" over there to your right...he updates it quickly frequently.  If you're interested, leave me a note and I'll pass you onto my brother.  One of my white-boy friends has already pratically signed up and is ready to go!!=)  &lt;br /&gt;Ohh, as well, 20 people will be staying only for the summer, whereas 10 are given contracts to stay for the entire year.  Obviously, it's not for the money, it's for the experience.  The only thing you'd be paying for would be your airfare over there, and you're given money..almost as an allowance.  Standard of living is quite low, and as you'll learn I'm sure...you can bargain everything.  That's something my brother can teach you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-107014917521081875?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107014917521081875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/107014917521081875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#107014917521081875' title='Looking for teachers!!!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106990937571924523</id><published>2003-11-27T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T10:18:47.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>loooooooooong day!</title><content type='html'>So went to work this morning @ 845, we had this crazy 100 pair of tickets giveaway right at 9am.  I had no idea!!  So lotsa phone calls, lotsa stupid people like when they couldn't get through and weren't the first 100 people, they accused us of lying about the entire thing.  And then, some were saying that we were hanging up on them, and the waiting times were TOO long and some believed they could've run the entire campaign better on their own.  RIIIIIIIGHT.  Anyways it wasn't so bad, I didn't get any of the bad people!!=)  &lt;br /&gt;After work, went to class, after class chilled with Yvonne &amp; Pauline...helped Pauline put up a sign at the "new" building, and I ran into Mel!  Yay!  I haven't seen her since frosh week!  She's too nice...two nicest girls i know, Fran &amp; Mel...funny thing is, they've met each other and got along so well! (duhh..) &lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, went to class...for another hour, no movie this time=(  I was hoping..cuz I was tired and my hand hurt but nope, first wednesday that the prof doesn't show a video..darnit.  Ahh well, got my questions for my first term test...I think I'll be alright=)&lt;br /&gt;Got to hang out @ New College with Brendan for a while..haha that fella's FUNNNY.  I rarely get to talk to him...we never have the same breaks!  Actually that's more my fault, I only have 2 hours of 'break' throughout the week and then next term, I have none! ZERO!  I like that, no time wasted...then he went off to class, so I did some reading...stuff that interested me, basically stuff regarding the 'Rape of Nanjing'.  That's where I"m from y'know, well my paternal family is from.  We supposedly have a big chunk of land there, but was taken over during the war, my brother's going to go visit it eventually and take pictures and send it home.  I think my dad said that there are almost 40 families living in "our building" there, and there's nothing really we can do about it *shucks*.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then Edwin ran into me, talked for a bit...and then Yvonne ran into me again!  Talked for a bit...girl, you're CRAZY=)  But remember I'm very close to the Grande.......be careful!  &lt;br /&gt;Then I met up with my parents for dinner, and then off we went to the show!  I had concert duty that went EVER so perfectly...customer service rep couldn't have asked for a better night!=)  hehe  Did s'more reading and left after intermission, my mommy was tired.   She's been feeling under the weather, and has been ever since she reached HK..and she's brought it home! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Got home, showered, settled in...then I get a phone call from my SWEETIE!  He's studying HARD for a midterm...but he still made time for me..awww=)  hehe  I'm wearing his sweater..it's soooooo comfy...hehe..I love stealing his clothes=)  I go shopping in his closet! hahahaha  &lt;br /&gt;anyways it's midnight now, I should probably do some more reading, or watch the OC...yes again.  But it was soo cute!  D'ahhh i missed the first scene already...&lt;br /&gt;oh well=)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106990937571924523?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106990937571924523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106990937571924523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106990937571924523' title='loooooooooong day!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106964859906119064</id><published>2003-11-23T23:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T23:37:07.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>optimistic=)</title><content type='html'>So, in the past weekend, things have changed for the MUCH BETTER.  I got things settled, and things for the new year are going to be POSITIVE=)  Got to spend some good time with my sweetie, and I think I really needed it, I missed him a lot during the week.  I missed being with him, and I got to spend more time with him this weekend, which was nice...today got a little hectic, it started off bad but I think it got much better=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to National and met up with Woo, got me some mittens.."according to my new mittens, I'm a 'small man'" hahaha  Then we went to see Donna and we went to the Gap, nothing really got accomplished other than the fact that we got our discount cards..hehe=)  Darnit, I thought I could cheat the system but the corporation has again, beat the individual!  DARN YOU CORPORATIONS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tonight, one of my OLDEST and dearest friends came over for dinner and we just chatted for like 5.5 hours straight. We hadn't seen each other in over a year...and we just caught up with everything.  Got to see pictures from Vietnam and places in South East Asia...it's pretty down there.  I wanna travel, really badly.  It was nice to know that even though we hadn't seen each other in so long, we could just pick up where we left off and fill each other in with what we've missed.  I never realized this but my friend knows me so well.  We never saw each other that often and talked occassionally but, she's just as close as a lot of the friends that I see regularly.  She's known me inside out, ever since we were little and we've got so many memories that we were again laughing about.  She's only going to be here for about a month and a half, but we're hoping to have/make some more great memories.  I'm gonna get tanked with her and another one of my friends, we had one crazy sleepover when we were younger, and now that we're older and ... legal..haha, we're gonna have some GOOD TIMES=)  I miss having a good girlfriend around, someone that's known me since I was little and known me when I was at my weakest/stupidest/ and all that jazz...I never even needed to tell her things and she already knew them.  That's a great friend=)  &lt;br /&gt;K, I'm off to bed now, earlier so I can wake up and study!  Got some readings and reviewing to start on.  CRUNCH TIME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106964859906119064?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106964859906119064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106964859906119064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106964859906119064' title='optimistic=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106946846136952430</id><published>2003-11-21T21:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T21:48:24.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>just as I predicted.</title><content type='html'>I'm sure everyone, at one point has felt very taken advantage of ....yah, right...here.&lt;br /&gt;People ask things of me, and it's come to a point where, they don't even say please, or thank you.  Or if they do, they do it through someone else, like what the f*ck, can you not do it yourself?  If I asked a favour of someone, I'd try and put out an effort to show my gratitude, it's just the common and decent thing to do right?  A phone call if you don't see, an email if the two are busy...whatever the case maybe, a small gesture makes a large difference.&lt;br /&gt;Even a smile and a thank you when I give out the tickets @ the Box Office...makes me feel good and makes me WANT to help them.  You give me attitude, not even a "please" and you expect me to drop everything for you?  Screw that.  I don't need to be wasting my time and crap that doesn't even affect me.  That's right.  Your situation doesn't affect me.  &lt;br /&gt;And if you hate me?  Good for you for making a decision.  I'm not here to please you.  I'm not even here to entertain you or work for you...I work because I want to, because I feel I need to.  Nothing else.  If I feel I should do a good deed, I do.  Just ask Janice.  Ask the lady who I ran up to when her car had a flat tire and didn't even realize while driving.  She sure as hell was damn appreciative.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, and I'm cranky.  People piss me off at work, not even the patrons, but people I work with.  Well, not even that many just one and an occassional two.  Don't give me dirty looks when you're no higher than me,  dont' think that because we're Chinese and there are only three of us that you're better than us.  Look around the office punk, the ASIANS are growing.  First there were 3, and then 5, and now there's 7.  We're gonna run the damn place soon and your ass will be sure as gone.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mad.  Sorry...but this is my blog.  I don't write to please you, I write to relieve myself.  Deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106946846136952430?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106946846136952430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106946846136952430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106946846136952430' title='just as I predicted.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106935168176743571</id><published>2003-11-20T13:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T13:08:27.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'>you know who you are...</title><content type='html'>It's not healthy, and I really don't think it's the best thing for you.  I know that you're thinking that I'm not in your position and that you don't think I know what you're thinking or feeling.  But I do, and I've been in the other position as well.  He may love you, and you obviously love him, but let me tell you, things don't work like that.&lt;br /&gt;Trust is essential for the success of a relationship, otherwise it doesn't work.  The mental state that you both are in, to a third person, does not seem healthy, does not seem like it's the making of the relationship that you are both dreaming of.  He needs to figure things out, for himself and for you.  He's not stable, I really hope you see that, and if you ever need a shoulder or an ear, you know I"m here.  I've always been here....you know that=)  Just be careful...I want nothing but the best for you, cuz you deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to "bubby"...I don't know why I'm calling you that but it's stuck.  It'll be OK, you've gotten through worse than this, and I'm here too...always have been, even when things are dirty and gross..haha!  Take care dude, focus...and you'll get where you want to go.  You're a smart fella, don't waste it.  Go for your ambitions and dreams, and don't forget about me when you're at the BMW dealership, I want the purple one please....M5=)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my sweetest, thank you.  Thank you for everything, 143, tons.  You make me smile, and everything about you makes me feel warm and fuzzy..hehe  See you soon=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106935168176743571?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106935168176743571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106935168176743571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106935168176743571' title='you know who you are...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106928038894370180</id><published>2003-11-19T17:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T17:20:13.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>Thank you sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;You brightened my day...and rest of the week!&lt;br /&gt;Love you lots.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR biggest fan=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106928038894370180?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106928038894370180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106928038894370180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106928038894370180' title='=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106921925821786004</id><published>2003-11-19T00:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T00:21:22.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'>=(</title><content type='html'>Everyone keeps breaking up...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106921925821786004?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106921925821786004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106921925821786004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106921925821786004' title='=('/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106921428465580125</id><published>2003-11-18T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-18T22:58:28.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet..</title><content type='html'>So this morning, I overheard some people that the TTC was BLOCKED up from Finch to Lawrence??  That sucks, I heard there were massive crowds and such, thank goodness I didn't have class til 10am!=)  I had a nice smooth ride all the way downtown...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so did you hear about how there was ANOTHER "close call" with a shooting?  Some 15 yr old almost DIED while he was getting out of the shower when a bullet  "&lt;em&gt;went through the bedroom, through the closet, through the wall in the bathroom and into another wall in the bathroom.”&lt;/em&gt;  How insane is this?!?!  What the hell is going in Toronto?  Maybe we should be working towards getting guns OFF of the streets, just craziness...&lt;br /&gt;Damn I hate Tuesdays.  I have 8 straight hours (yep, another bitchin':) and then when I get home, after eating dinner I normally have to do the dishes, and then obviously I get distracted by Gilmore Girls @ 8pm, so I don't "strart" until 9pm.  That and I'm rarely in the moood to read stuff by that time.  SO tired too..darnit..can't help falling asleep in my Jap Cinema class either, even when it IS an interesting movie. &lt;br /&gt;So I got my FIRSt A+ of university!  Probably is worth less than 1% of my final grade, but heck I still got it!=)  My Mandarin..haha, writing out those characters/dialogue is HARD yknow=)  &lt;br /&gt;So i'm technically "free" until the first week of December, when I've got 2 tests, and then a final in mid-December.  Now the real test begins....gotta focus, catch up on readings and study study study.&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how I do...feelin' weird still, just don't feel right about something...not sure what to do about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106921428465580125?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106921428465580125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106921428465580125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106921428465580125' title='Sweet..'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106896572238138744</id><published>2003-11-16T01:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T01:55:43.233-05:00</updated><title type='text'>what the..</title><content type='html'>Ok so I wasn't imagining it!  &lt;br /&gt;Niobe DIED in the second Matrix movie...she was KILLED when she was plugged into the Matrix so how the HECK does she return in the last one?!?!  &lt;br /&gt;That makes no sense, and to my recollection they did no explaining, other than the fact that they just come back..and were "hiding" or something..and Morpheus, Neo Trinity &amp; Link find them.&lt;br /&gt;Did no one else notice it?! &lt;br /&gt;She was killed when her and her crew were in charge of disabling the emergency system of the electricity....?  She just fell over as she was on the computer..that's the whole reason that Trinity had to enter..remember????&lt;br /&gt;Does NO one notice it either?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106896572238138744?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106896572238138744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106896572238138744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106896572238138744' title='what the..'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106884381467402750</id><published>2003-11-14T16:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-14T16:26:02.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tired &amp; bored...bad..combination</title><content type='html'>See when you're tired, you're already NOT wanting to do anything except roll into a ball and go to bed.  If you're bored, it just adds to your tired-ness because you're not being stimulated...well, add some Greek food and that's my day @ work today.&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad it's not busy, but I did get some retarded people on the phone.  SERIOUSLY retarded.  TWO people expected us to either refund or exchange their tickets from yesterday's matinee showing because they showed up @ 8pm, not realizing it was a 2pm show.  THEN they blamed US for not &lt;strong&gt;"HIGHLIGHTING" &lt;/strong&gt;or "at least, putting the time in &lt;font color=red&gt;RED&lt;/font&gt;"  Yah woman, geez, we have to make it up to YOU for your own ignorance and stupidity..TWO people, TWO separate phone calls!  riDICulous.  &lt;br /&gt;I dunno, I'm not in the greatest mood, which also means that's bad for my Jap Cin essay cuz I don't want to write it.  I wanna go to bed, I wanna snuggle up into my warm covers, and not come out til December 15th, 4pm.  Hehe, that's when i'm DONE edu-ma-cation for 2003.  &lt;br /&gt;I want to do somethign tonight, even rent a movie and watch it, maybe even go shopping, Ohh how I yearn to go shopping, how I want to buy something new and wear it..hehe  I've done my calculations and if I work according to the hours I"ve estimated and not spend TOO much, I will definitely surpass my goal of 1500 for the New Year.  I'll even have a good chunk of $$ for Christmas presents and whatever else necessities I will need until Jan 1st.  Damnit, I wish money grew on trees, as I"m sure everyone else does too=)&lt;br /&gt;So, at work, writing this blog, reading up on the O.C. --&gt; I've actually seen quite a number of episodes...I didn't know there've only been like 9...read some old emails, brought back some fond memories, as well as some bad ones, looked at my&lt;a href="http://blueskittles0.tripod.com/denisesphotoalbum/index.html"&gt; old photo album&lt;/a&gt;...those were nice times..I forgot that I had that, hadn't been in a while..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I should get back to work, even though it's DEAD at work the bosses still care...&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106884381467402750?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106884381467402750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106884381467402750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106884381467402750' title='tired &amp; bored...bad..combination'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106874664578091345</id><published>2003-11-13T13:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T13:05:03.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Must. save. money.</title><content type='html'>But, still in love. with bag.&lt;br /&gt;damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.llbean.com/products/travel_gear_apparel/34861/images/M34861_Blue_Aloha.jpg" align="centre"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106874664578091345?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106874664578091345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106874664578091345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106874664578091345' title='Must. save. money.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106867112454635290</id><published>2003-11-12T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T13:05:38.076-05:00</updated><title type='text'>my apologies</title><content type='html'>so I JUST noticed Donna's comment about me posting up a pic of the stereo....sorry dude!&lt;br /&gt;But here it is=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.futureshop.ca/multimedia/products/medium/10028307.gif" width="25%" align="centre"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106867112454635290?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106867112454635290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106867112454635290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106867112454635290' title='my apologies'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106860635532918842</id><published>2003-11-11T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T22:06:25.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know if that's good or bad...</title><content type='html'>So out of three of my classes today, one of my essays has been postponed to a later date, and my test that I was supposed to write before the winter break has now been pushed to the second week back from school in Janurary.  That is quite potentially good, but at the same time, that might not be....that just means that i'll have to study a good bunch during my break --&gt; CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh well, what can ya do...&lt;br /&gt;I have again, survived another Tuesday...8 hours, holy crap..!  &lt;br /&gt;After class, my daddy picked me up and we went to get some food @ Starwalk, we were both STARVING...and it's OK, not the best food in the world (obviously!) but we got what we wanted, they even had peking duck this time!  That was surprising..hehe and they've introduced Belgian Waffles!  They had mini waffles cooked and you could add wahtever you wanted to it..I made a pretty one, my daddy was impressed..hehe Put some bananas and peaches on (weird combination but hey, it all goes to the same place...) added a SMALL scoop of ice cream (I can't remember the last time I had ice cream - I've been sticking with that 'no junk food list' real well!) and added some powdered sugar...looked PRETTy:)  But then my daddy SMUSHED it cuz he wanted some ice cream..haha  There were these cute lil' kids sitting beside us, two lil' brothers.  They were determined to go by themselves to get their own food, and their parents were hesitant at first but eventually they conceded.  The first time, the brothers brought back french fries (or onion rings?)  And the parents wern't too pleased but they let them ate it anyways, the second time the two of them came back with jello...and the parents were all confused and they said don't you want anything else?  And the kids said, well we wanted to jello so we got jello..and so the third time the parents got smart...before letting them leave they said "get something healthy...that'll make your tummy feel good.." (well they spoke in CHinese it's not like i"m going to type it to pinyin for you!!=)  The kids cameb ack with ICE CREAM! hahaha...they said It makes my tummy feel good...heheh soo funny.  My dad and I were laughing so hard...hehe  But yah, after that their parent split the boys out, and they had to go with their parents to get food...ahh youngsters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really liking the new Sarah stuff....a couple of people said they didn't like it as much, a lil' disappointed but only because it sounds so similar to her old stuff...well it's Sarah...the old-school GOOD stuff Sarah.  All about vocals..I think I'm gonna have to go get her new CD...and COLDPLAY's LIVE CD?!  Ooooh you better believe it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I leave you with some words:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;if all of the strength&lt;br /&gt;and all of the courage&lt;br /&gt;come and lift me from this place&lt;br /&gt;I know I could love you much better than this&lt;br /&gt;full of grace&lt;br /&gt;full of grace&lt;br /&gt;my love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still dealin'...but I've become stronger, I know I have...and I'm going to keep it up, because..in the end no one gets hurt if I just deal with it...I'm gonna be OK.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jo and Clem for helping me with essay, thanks for being the shoulders that I had to cry on...hopefully I get a good mark on this, and I'll never forget all the support you guys gave me...thank you for loving me..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106860635532918842?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106860635532918842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106860635532918842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106860635532918842' title='I don&apos;t know if that&apos;s good or bad...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106843276566064614</id><published>2003-11-09T21:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-13T13:12:58.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>hey big white jewish guy!</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday ALAN!=) hehe..&lt;br /&gt;He's one of a kind...haha...especially in the CCSA=)&lt;br /&gt;(Nick in the background..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://mi.aacdn.us/Blue49/alan.jpg" align="centre"&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106843276566064614?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106843276566064614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106843276566064614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106843276566064614' title='hey big white jewish guy!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106840506536002817</id><published>2003-11-09T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-09T15:23:35.953-05:00</updated><title type='text'>tooo cute</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.telusmobility.com/images/pagegraphics/home_promo_right.gif"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.telusmobility.com/images/ads/pcsad_calendar.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106840506536002817?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106840506536002817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106840506536002817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106840506536002817' title='tooo cute'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106814318147924300</id><published>2003-11-06T13:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T13:28:49.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok Ok...I agree..</title><content type='html'>There's something about the O.C., it's not the writing, and the acting isn't even that great, but it's something to watch.  I dunno, Adam Brody *CHRISTINE!*=) is a highlight of the show, but I have to admit, he's greatly missed on GG.  Lane, just..doesn't quite fit so much witout him..haha  But yah, I sure hope i don't get addicted to the O.C.....I'l ljust stick with GG...such a good episode=)  and SOOKIE's having her BABy!!!  What kinda name is DAVY?  C'mon name him DAVID at least...ohh Jackson is sooo funny, wanting to name the baby COLGATE if it's a girl..thank goodness it's not!  Ohh so cute...&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor, I KNEW he was going to kick off Mary, he should've kicked her off last week and kept Meredith, but ohh well.  I'm voting for Kelly Jo, not cuz I like her more, but cuz she seems right for his personality.  Estella seems too high maintenance...&lt;br /&gt;So after talking to Yvonne and looking @ the LL Bean catalogue, I REALLY want a Tote bag, other than Tuesdays I do not need to be lugging around my backpack when it's already so light and nothing really for me to put into it...  After looking on the website and everything, I'm DYING to go shopping, I haven't been in so long!  I think the last time I actualy went was when we went to buffalo...so long ago!  That and I don't really have money, I've given myself an amount that I hope to save for the new year, just cuz next year, going away and such, I won't be able to work as much which means I might be short on next year's tuition and I don't wanna be...anyways...it's THURSDAY!&lt;br /&gt;Which means it's ALMOSt weekend...only TWO hours away from FREEDOM..I mean, writing my DAMn essay.&lt;br /&gt;But Matrix is out..!!!  I'm going to go see it on Friday night, most likely...I don't even remember the second one that well, I didn't fully understand it..cuz I was getting so sleepy..anyways...&lt;br /&gt;it's 1:30 which means my shift is over...so..BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106814318147924300?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106814318147924300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106814318147924300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106814318147924300' title='Ok Ok...I agree..'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106779862287489978</id><published>2003-11-02T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-02T13:43:41.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Word of advice:</title><content type='html'>So after reading this from Donna's blog..I've been trying real hard to fight off the temptations, and I think I've been quite successful, I think the only thing I've fallen for once or twice was the white bread...been real good about NO pop...at all..and heck my dad has nasty Cappaccino (??) ice cream...that's an easy thing to avoid:&lt;br /&gt;Click on this to see the 10 WORST junk foods...&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.balancetv.ca/balancetv/client/en/Food/DetailNews.asp?idNews=408&amp;pgL="&gt; here &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot have happened in the past 4 days or so, too many emotions, but thanks for those who comforted me...you're a blessing to my life=)  I got an extension for one of my essays, which is WICKED..and I"m so glad I "tried, since I have nothing to lose"...but I still got that 10 page essay to write...DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out.  Not feeling great...weird mood...&lt;br /&gt;	                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106779862287489978?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106779862287489978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106779862287489978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106779862287489978' title='Word of advice:'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106739992629412585</id><published>2003-10-28T22:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T22:58:45.016-05:00</updated><title type='text'>So I've got my motivation...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I've gotten a some of my assignments back, and I have to admit, I didn't work that hard on them, or try my damn hardest.  The World Series and other such things got to me, and while I did get some studying in, *mostly cramming cuz I love to procrastinate sigh..* I didn't get too bad of marks.  They're KINDA not so great, but hell I'm going to UT, where you normally get 20% less than what you normally would/SHOULD get.  Or so I'm telling myself.  Anyways, so I'm getting Bs...and so my motivation is that if I actually try harder and put more effort into studying/doing assignments earlier, I will and CAN do better!  I know it..so I'm going to tackle my upcoming two essays and one test comin' up.  One is a major-killer one, 3000 words!!! INSANITY!  I already went out and spoke with my prof about what topic I should choose and such and he's already given me a kick start=)  &lt;br /&gt;So for the next while I've gotta hibernate (which will be hard since I've got two concert duties, two nights in a row..arggg..) and work on these essays.  Even if I don't apply for York Con.Ed I still gotta bump up the marks.&lt;br /&gt;Both my cutie and I are gonna work hard on our studies, and we're gonna take some time to focus=)  So good luck to him:) and anyone else working at their schooling...don't ya just hate it?  I honestly can NOT wait until this thing is over.&lt;br /&gt;Cept I was talking to one of my friends who was encouraging me to go into Law.  Haha...I thought it was kinda funny how that's the second or third person to tell me to go into it.  Apparently Im good at speaking up and doing JUSTICE for mankind=)  I guess I'll consider that when the time comes...I can't stand all that philosophy crap though, I took OAC law and I just couldn't stand it, well actually I didn't put too much effort into it cuz I already had my top 6 OACs...so I totally slacked off once I knew I didn't need it...&lt;br /&gt;I guess time will tell, ugh, but think of the $$$....anyways, I best be off=)  Wow I shoudl stop wasting time blogging....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106739992629412585?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106739992629412585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106739992629412585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106739992629412585' title='So I&apos;ve got my motivation...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106731744827261533</id><published>2003-10-28T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T00:04:07.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>the Verdict is in...</title><content type='html'>Ok, so the big hype these days..."the O.C." *I'm guessing it stands for the Orange County??  I dunno, but everyone is saying it's such a grrrreat show and everything and I didn't bother watching it...but in the past few days, they were having some marathon or something??  Showing back to back episodes, and heck, I'm nto going to suffer writing out Chinese Characters without amusing myself SOMEHOW.  Adam Brody (or as I like to call him Dave from GG) is in it, and I have to say, I very much enjoyed his character more on GG, not that he's bad on OC just I liked seeing him with Lane hehe=)  That Ryan guy, has a very normal look to him, it's nice..none of this hot stuff to attract people.  THe girls aren't dead hot either, they're nice looking..haha and NO I"M NOT GAY, *not that there's anything wrong with that*.  The show wouldn't land on my "MUST SEE" Tv list, but it's half decent.  Seems to be too much drama though, it's trying to mix the whole 90210 with the new age tv...or so how I get it.  Comment if you think otherwise, but out of 10, I'll give it a 7.  Jennifer Garner's ex-hubby is in it, and he looks SOO old now!  *Is it his ex hubby or am I thinking of someone else??*  Anyways..yah..&lt;br /&gt;Not in the greatest of moods at the moment, it's sort of my fault, but I'm also hurt at the same time.  Sucks, I thought I was doing so well, and then I hear about this mess-up.  My fault, I'll take the blame.  My apologies for hurting you...and not realizing, my stupidity..I'll try not to let it happen again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106731744827261533?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106731744827261533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106731744827261533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106731744827261533' title='the Verdict is in...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-10672690561140792</id><published>2003-10-27T10:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T10:37:35.300-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmph=(</title><content type='html'>Darnit, I hate it when I wake up all flustered...it makes me soooooo upset.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm torn about going to HK or not, I'm scared of what may or may not happen.  I'm not worried about other people, but just what may happen while I'm gone away 4-6 weeks during the summer.  What kind of toll it'll take on my relationships with others and such.  It just wont' be the same being away, I love travelling and I definitely want to see more of my background and everything, but how to handle this....argggg.&lt;br /&gt;K gotta go find something that'll calm me down....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-10672690561140792?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/10672690561140792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/10672690561140792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#10672690561140792' title='Hmph=('/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106723240000720422</id><published>2003-10-27T00:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-27T00:26:39.396-05:00</updated><title type='text'>TENNIS is FUN=)</title><content type='html'>Hehehe, so tonight Clem, Alan, wilf and I went out to L'Amoreaux Tennis Centre and played just over two hours!  It was lotsa fun, at one point Alan was using Wilf's kiddy racket, it was smaller than his arm!!  The actual racquet surface (where the strings are??=) was the size of his hand!!  it was sooooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh good times with those fellas=)  Clem looked SOOOOOOOO good and stylish..hhaha he did lotsa posing for us, it's the FUNNIEST thing EVER!  He kinda...does this "pose" stance, where he sticks his chest out, and then his butt out at the same time..makes mel augh EVERY time and it distracts Wilf &amp; Alan...hehehe &lt;br /&gt;We played two sets, first one Clem and I beat 'em 6-1...but then the second one, they won it 6-4.  Close, we were losing 5-1...came back but then we couldn't break..I think Alan's serve??  Yah I think that was it...whoa this place, there were other people playing when we got there, they were CRAZY good...!  I was like uh-oh I'm gonna stink up the place!  Luckily they didn't stay that long so they couldn't see me stinking it up..hehe&lt;br /&gt;My sweetie's so cute...ahh love him so much;)  He likes his shoes SOO much his face lit up..hehe=)  As I was telling the other guys, I've never seen him get SO happy over a present before, like he does normally but these..he's wanted them for quite a while and he's been holding out...!  So I'm glad I got to bring happiness (tennis happiness at least=)...&lt;br /&gt;K I should be off to bed, gotta write a one-page response for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;A Bientot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106723240000720422?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106723240000720422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106723240000720422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106723240000720422' title='TENNIS is FUN=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106720451435132696</id><published>2003-10-26T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-26T16:41:53.550-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I love it!</title><content type='html'>Clement got me a STEREO!!=)  It's SOOOOOOOOO pretty and the sound is grreat!  I can FINALLY listen to CDs in my own room without using my CD player and plugging mini speakers into them!  My old stereo was DEAD, the only thing that was useful was the radio and well that was basically my alarm clock.  It was taking up so much room too cuz it's so big and so he bought me a new one!  SONY!!=)   Wood trimming on the speakers...ahh I'm so in love with it=)  It was so embarassing, my room was SUCH a mess, I totally forgot to clean it up during the day yesterday!  So I spent a bunch of time last night (since I got an extra hour=) and now it looks GOOOOOD.  I got him the NEW BALANCE CT1000 haha i love that name, makes it sound so high-tech or something...he loves 'em too!  It looks real good on 'em..&lt;br /&gt;The fajitas that I made last night turned out alright, the meat wasn't as great but we were both so full!  We ended up going to see Scary Movie 3 with the fellas..it was ok, some funny parts but not the best.  I was thinking that it's pretty funny how they link the plots together, while making fun of other movies...I don't know if that makes sense or not..but ahh well!=)&lt;br /&gt;haha on Friday night, we played poker AGAIN but instead of with Kyle, we played with Nick.  He makes me nervous cuz he plays a LOT..mostly hold 'em..but he's still pretty good, can't read him too well but I still ended up doing pretty well=)  Won s'more money, I'm feeling kinda bad, cuz in 3 weeks, I've kinda won about 20-25$ from Woo alone...ouch!  Maybe we'll cut back..I've been readings for about two hours, some dozing off, but heck at least I'm doing the readings right??=)  &lt;br /&gt;K, I've gotta go talk to my mom on the phone now..hehe &lt;br /&gt;Love ya cutie=)  Hope you perform EVEN better now with the shoes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106720451435132696?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106720451435132696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106720451435132696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106720451435132696' title='I love it!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106697426248017223</id><published>2003-10-24T01:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-24T01:44:21.980-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm smiley</title><content type='html'>So today was interesting=)&lt;br /&gt;I had to work, I was very tempted to skip cuz of my test today for chinese, but I went instead.  My ass. manager can be such a jerk sometimes.  Ugh..he thinks he's SOOOO good and such, and makes me wanna quit sometimes.  Whatever, I got through the day and left @ 130...the chinese test?  I don't think I did that well...I gotta keep reviewing that stuff, I'm glad I studied the way that I did (LOTSA flash cards) because those did help me out in the end.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways so I walked outta there so glad that it was over.  Got me a strawberry sensation cuz my stomach was growling at me and came home.  Checked around for some stuff on the internet and then had a pretty good dinner=)  Did some work, watched some TV...and then Clem called!=)  &lt;br /&gt;We were meeting up with our usual Thursday night GAME...and tnoight i thought I was actually going to lose...I wasn't doing so well at the beginning, but clement's 'theory' of "whoever is winning in the beginning, will become the loser at the end"...came true!  Woo was up like 3-4$ and in the end, he had NOTHING.  Tonight, I set the NEW record, beating my own, with an earning of 7.70$!!!  Crazy..that should definitely pay for my lunch tomorrow, going to go to Duncan's Bar &amp; Grill cuz I've got a coupon with my friend=)  &lt;br /&gt;Before the game, Clem and I got to spend some time talking and such, he seems to be Ok, but I'm not sure because sometimes he just..masks how he feels and keeps it in.   Not always, but it's hard for me to tell whether or not he's lying ....sucks.  Well if you're reading this I hope you're not...I"m sorry about that one game tonight, that was really bad of me..I wasn't thinking..I was being stupid..and..hopefully I gave you back some of what you should have won!  &lt;br /&gt;K I'm off to sleep, back to a full day of work tomorrow...sweet dreams y'all!&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and Donna, hahaha...I can't believe we did that!!=)  Im' liking it LOTS....smaller and easier accessibility!!!&lt;br /&gt;in the words of my good bud Shayna: "Ciao chickas!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106697426248017223?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106697426248017223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106697426248017223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106697426248017223' title='I&apos;m smiley'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106671142975640274</id><published>2003-10-21T00:43:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-21T00:43:49.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>5 whole weeks!</title><content type='html'>Well, my mom has officially flown off to Vancouver/HK/Melbourne!  She left tonight, and she's going to MANY places, first to Melbourne for my cousin's wedding..the first of that side's generation!  So..I know he doesn't come here, but Congrats to Arthur (aka Ahhh-fy!) and Suh...good luck on the future!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was soooo funny, so after dinner, 3 people - 85$ dinner, 5 dishes...haha, we wanted the 2$ PEKING DUCK!  You had to order 50$ or more to get it...and well let's just say it breaks down to really 2 dinners for 85$  It was good stuff=)  &lt;br /&gt;Then we came back here for a little bit cuz we had SOOO much time, and then later on dropped my mom off at the airport...we saw these three "police officers" and they were ALL decked out in fatigues and stuff! It was soo cool, they were holding M-5s (or so my daddy says) and I even took pictures of them!  Of course I wasn't CRAZY enough to walk up to them, I had my parents pose as if I were taking a picture of them, and then I took two pics of the two white guys (the chinese guy went off somewhere) haha I think they knew..cuz in the second one one of the white guys looked right into the camera:)  My mom took it with her trip so I won't be able to put it up quite yet.&lt;br /&gt;Aww poor Cecilia Zhang and the Zhang family, what an awful thing.  Apparently the little girl lived just down the street from Donna's house and SO close to clem's!!!  That's so frightening!  Both told me about how cops were EVERYWHERE looking for evidence, and even knocked on Donna's door to go through their stuff!!  Craziness..but I wish and will pray for that family, so troubling..what an awful thing to happen.&lt;br /&gt;Well, on a side note: Kinny, you know how I feel about your situation and dude it's not normal to be ok with it...it's ok to be sad y'know...&lt;br /&gt;G'luck Clem on your midterms (and to anyone else!)...you can do=)  &lt;br /&gt;Wow it's almost 1am...off to bed I go!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106671142975640274?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106671142975640274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106671142975640274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106671142975640274' title='5 whole weeks!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106654023272652930</id><published>2003-10-19T01:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T01:11:20.163-04:00</updated><title type='text'>He's CRAZY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.homestead.com/~site/animations/Miscellaneous/animations/smiley_face__grinningA.gif"&gt;But he's perfect, and I love him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106654023272652930?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106654023272652930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106654023272652930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106654023272652930' title='He&apos;s CRAZY!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106648892609345845</id><published>2003-10-18T10:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T10:56:53.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh the heat!</title><content type='html'>So it's looking very likely that I am going to go to HK for a summer course this summer.  My dad's been nagging since last year to go on this trip and how it's once in a lifetime opportunity.  It kinda is, and heck I was already planning on taking summer school, I might as well spend just 4 weeks having FUN and earning a credit, than 4 BLOODY months at UofT.  I know I'm going to miss a lot of stuff, and people...but hopefully they'll still be here when I get back *fingers crossed*.  I don't know all that much yet about this year's trip, but last year they went to a 3 day trip to Guangzhou and an optional overnight trip to Beijing.  I don't think my parents are going to make me pay for it..*thank goodness!* cuz they sent my bro to Taiwan when he was younger, so this time they're going to send me to HK=)  It's going to be SO hot though...hopefully I'll have AC?!?!  Alison, from my mandarin class said that she wants to go too, but she has to see if her parents would let her...I hope it's as much fun as Jo's trip to Berlin last year...and then I can come back, play softball and not have to worry for the rest of the3 months about school!=)  yay!  &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was CRAZY.  I had less than 5 hours of sleep...went to work, and I was so pissed off.  I was basically the ONLY person on the phones for the enitre morning, with Carmen helping me out here and there..but she had her own stuff to do.  I got so mad that I didn't care who was on the phones at one point and just took a 30 min break...it's not fair.  The other part-timer called in sick...and so they didn't take into account that I was going CRAZY and getting the idiots on the phone.  Whatever...my 'night' shift, giving out tickets was a lot more fun cuz I got to work with this cool guy..haha...we were doing the crossword and joking around the with "tsoundcheckers" Went up to Congee Wong afterwards to meet up wtih Clem, Nick and Vi-hickey.  haha  That was good...hadn't had CW in a while and we were DAMN hungry!  Stoooopid Andy woudln't come out cuz he had to watch "the In-laws" with his parents...plus he didn't have a car...&lt;br /&gt;We watched Charlie's Angels 2 - Full Throttle...OMG, SOOOOOOOOOOO DUMB!!!  One of the worst movies EVER seen and both Clem and Nick fell asleep! hahah  It was so retarded, made me appreciate Uma and "Kill Bill" even more...didn't think that was possible, but...I did.  Anyways, so now I have another 3 hour shift and I really shouldn't be here typing this..cuz I have a bunch of stuff to do before leaving...so I best be off.&lt;br /&gt;Have urself a great weekend and i'll check in later. &lt;em&gt;A Bientot!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106648892609345845?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106648892609345845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106648892609345845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106648892609345845' title='Ahhh the heat!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106631310420144813</id><published>2003-10-16T10:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-16T10:05:04.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>i. am. so. bored.</title><content type='html'>Arggg, so here I am at work, doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING!  Well answering crazy people's phone calls (one lady just told me about how her husband died, how she got run over by a GRAVEL truck, and then both hre parents died and how she wants to go back to the symphony????)  other than that, I can't do anything else becuase one of our computer systems are down and well, without it I really dont' have anything to do!&lt;br /&gt;So for the past hour I've been cruising online, looking at ppl's blogs, looking at the WANC website (go check it out! hehehehe)...&lt;br /&gt;Did ya see the bachelor last night?!?!  DID YOU SEE who's going to be BACK next week!?  JAMIE!  Yay....!  He was so cool...I'm glad Trista didn't get him!  hehe, he was funny...Anyways, ugh, how much do you HATE Lee-Ann? And how STOOOOOOOOOOPID is Bob?!?!  How could he CHOOSE to keep her there when she like threatened him and EVERYONE hates her??  Ugh she was soo trying to get pity of him "I did not sign up for this, they all hate me..blah blah" well that's cuz you're a BIATCH!  If I was one of the 10 girls, especially if I was one of the 4 leaving i would've told him she's a crazy PSYCHO and that he made such a mistake!  I would wanna strangle her..rolling her eyes when people are being nice...geez!!!  I'm rooting for meredith ALL the way.  She seems really nice and the most down-to-earth without being crazy at the same time=)  &lt;br /&gt;Darn..I can't talk about GG here..otherwise I'll ruin next week's episode for you..but..i'll say this: I blame LUKE for Rory's mishap...it's HIS fault..he told her not to be there!!!!  HOW COULD HE?!  "He" is and was still in love with her and htings could've changed had she been there!!!  Awwwww....stupid other girl....I don't think he'll be back anymore:(  that stinks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie: I love you babe=)  I'm glad we had our 5 min talk last night..hehe  Good luck on your midterms!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106631310420144813?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106631310420144813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106631310420144813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106631310420144813' title='i. am. so. bored.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106617216528434149</id><published>2003-10-14T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-14T18:57:07.316-04:00</updated><title type='text'>For you to think:</title><content type='html'>I kinda 'borrowed' this from someone else's page...I really like it...and well for those guys that actually come here...just change 'woman' to 'man'!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color=red&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just because no one has been fortunate enough to realize what a gold mine you are, doesn`t mean you shine any less. Just because no one has been smart enough to figure out that you can`t be topped, doesn`t stop you from being the best. Just because no one has come along to share your life,doesn`t mean that day isn`t coming. Just because no one has made this race worth while, doesn`t give you permission to stop running. Just because no one has realized how much of a woman you are,doesn`t mean they can affect your femininity. Just because no one has come to take the loneliness away, doesn`t mean you have to settle for a lower quality. Just because no one has shown up who can love you on your level, doesn`t mean you have to sink to theirs. Just because you deserve the very best there is,doesn`t mean that life is always fair. Just because God is still preparing your king, doesn`t mean that you`re not already a queen. Just because your situation doesn`t seem to be progressing right now, doesn`t mean you need to change a thing. Keep shining, Keep running, Keep hoping, Keep praying, Keep being exactly what you are already; complete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106617216528434149?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106617216528434149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106617216528434149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106617216528434149' title='For you to think:'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106606720788866404</id><published>2003-10-13T13:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T13:46:47.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you.</title><content type='html'>Happy Thanksgiving CANADA!&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of thanking to do in the past year..to so many people, but mostly to God.&lt;br /&gt;I was driving along today,  and I realized that it's been just over a year exactly that my entire family was shell-shocked because we thought my dad had suffered a heart attack.  I still remember that night, it was actually the weekend before thankgiving and my commencement.  We were all at home and all of a sudden, my brother and my mom rush downstairs and are like "go get his health card!" and meanwhile I"m all confused as to what's going on.  Apparenlty my dad was having pains on the right side of his body, and he felt numb all over.  We spent a good 5-6 hours in the ER waiting for an opening for him...it was ever so frightful.  After waiting til 3 am, the doctors confirmed that it wasn't a heart attack, rather just some cartilage had thinned out around his shoulder blade and it was causing the numbing/tingly feeling on his right side.  *PHEW*  After driving home with my mom @ 5am, I had to get up less than 3 hours later to go to work...cuz it was my first day.  So yah, long story short (not really..) My dad is a happy healthy fella.=)&lt;br /&gt;My brother moved away, and although it's not that sad for me...it's been an adjustment.  We obviously get along better now, we talk sometimes online but he's doing really well out in Dalian, China.  He loves it out there and I love the fact that he left me his car=)  &lt;br /&gt;I got to go out to Vancouver for three weeks and have an awesome time.  I got to see my mom's best friend and stay at her MANSION...and she's a great person too...she treats me like her own daughter (she got two sons) and it was nice to get away from the drama that was happening.  &lt;br /&gt;In the past year, I've learned what real friends I have and what great people I have in my lives.  They've always been there for me, and I know that they mean a lot to me.  They care when I thought no one would, and loved me despite anything that I may have done wrong.  I've gotten a lot closer with them, opened up to each other and made our friendships that much stronger.&lt;br /&gt;I'm grateful for my health and for my shelter, clothing and food that my parents provide for me.  Well, minus the stuff that I buy myself=)  I'm grateful that I've been working for over a year now at the TSO and despite the small annoyances I'm glad that I do get along with most people there...I am the youngest within the corporation but everyone treats me just the same.  &lt;br /&gt;Last but definitely not least in my priorities, is my cutie.  I'm always grateful to add another year to my life with him.  Without him I don't know where or what I'd be.  He's been with me through thick and thin, through laughter and tears and held me all along the way.  He makes me want to be a better person and he's instilled in me a duty of justice.  He brings out my good qualities while depressing the negative ones.  He pushes and encourages me to become a better person, and I'll forever be indebted towards him.  He's made the impossible, reachable and the unthinkable a dream.  I sure hope he knows how much he means to me, because I know that there aren't enough words for me to describe how much I feel for him.  &lt;br /&gt;So...thank you God, thank you for providing me this wonderful life with a supportive family, amazing friends and a loving boyfriend.  Thank you for showing me so much love through people and things that you have given me.  I just hope that in my lifetime I'll be able to do what I"m supposed to do....&lt;br /&gt;What are you thankful for?=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106606720788866404?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106606720788866404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106606720788866404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106606720788866404' title='Thank you.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106593593896030985</id><published>2003-10-12T01:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T01:18:58.913-04:00</updated><title type='text'>You really DO learn new things EVERYDAY.</title><content type='html'>So today was quite interesting, sort of.  I woke up and I immediately missed Clem.  I'm such a dork..haha..he was laughing at me too, how I'm ONLY not going to see him for 2 days (maybe more if we're busy with school) and we've gone longer without seeing/talking for 2 days before...but I dunno I guess this is the first time that he's been the one to go away...I dunno, but yah I just missed him=)&lt;br /&gt;So I was supposed to spend a good chunko f the day doing work/studying...but did I? Not really...I ended up watching "A Life Less Ordinary" - REALLY good movie, I thought...and watching random TV shows while doing my Chinese homework.  &lt;br /&gt;SO anyways, I really wanted to see people that are back from uni, and well they went to go see Kill Bill and I couldn't resist.  I dunno maybe it was our location of seating but I remembered it to be different, longer almost.  I dunno...weird..but I still really liked it...Quentin..you're amazing!!  &lt;br /&gt;So I got to see some people there, joked around talked about good times, we ended up going to a bar-type place, wasn't great but we were upstairs away from most people and just talking randomness=)  The guys ended up wanting to go downtown or something and so they headed down while I drove Haley home and Alan to pick up his...umm...ID=)  &lt;br /&gt;So..back to my "title":&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to one of my friends, who will remain nameless because some of you know him and I don't want this to leak out to certain people...because it might make them sad.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so we were talking and he was telling me about how he's really liking this girl in one of his classes...and he was telling me that the first time he saw her, I guess walking into the room, he thought to himself "Wow, that's one girl that I'm never going to be able to talk to"...and now don't get the wrong idea, this guy is really awesome.  He's one of the nicest, sweetest guys I know, very respectful of everyone and just treats everyone really well.  But as luck should have it, one day...she walked into class and she sat down RIGHT beside him!  And they started talking and everything, and well I'll keep this short and not..open up HIS story to you...but they're becoming friends and she said something to him, as she was running off to meet someone..and apparently he wasn't sure what to "make" of it.  He told me that he was analyzing it and breaking it apart and everything...and i was SHOCKED!  I was like WHOA WAIT! BOYS ANALYZE TOO?!?!  And technically he told me that HE himself, he couldn't speak for guys in general, analyzes EVERYTHING.  He apparently can't stop analyzing a lot of things! hahahah  I was SHOCKED!   I couldn't believe my EARS!  But, that's...outrageous..I coudln't believe that, and after telling Jo, she coudln't believe it either! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Wow, and I thought it was only girls that analyze and worry about things...that's interesting. (TO ME AT LEAST!:D)&lt;br /&gt;But I'm crossing my fingers for him...he's a really good guy, and he's ever so nice to me...so I hope ALL the best to him!=)  I don't think he comes to visit here..ever...cuz I never gave him this site...so that'sfine! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Hope y'all have a GREAT Turkey-lurkey weekend!!!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106593593896030985?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106593593896030985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106593593896030985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106593593896030985' title='You really DO learn new things EVERYDAY.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106582859616907678</id><published>2003-10-10T19:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T19:29:55.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>I HAVE to blog about this:&lt;br /&gt;So..JUST now, this telemarketer calls me...asks for Ms. or Mr CHang..and heck I'm Ms Chang...so I'm like SPEAKING!&lt;br /&gt;and she says "i'd like to offer you a credit card with no annual funding.. blah blah" and she went on and on and she was confirming all my information, and apparently, according to her records, I live ** Home Park Ave.  Heck I'm not going to change it if she can't get it right! She was asking for my first name: "Elizabeth" haha...and then she said for "security purposes" I had to give her my mother's maiden name: "Baldwin".  She coudln't spell it correctly...she had a strong accent..but it was soo funny! At first I thought she was catching onto my 'scheme'...cuz I've got a "kiddy" voice..she really sounded suspicious when I said speaking..haha...but then she kept going..and she even asked me for SIN #!!  NO WAY!  &lt;br /&gt;Ahhh it was so funny, I think I kept her on the phone for a good 5-7 mins....she didn't really let me say I'm not interested...so I'll play her along.  I'm not a fan of telemarketers, and they don't exactly LOSE OUT on anything...they just dont' get anything.  Ohh, well I know most ppl aren't fans of telemarketers, but I really hate them...at work, we have some telemarketers..and they do the STUPIDEST things.  We get all the phone calls from the customers calling back about how the telemarketers kept calling and harassing them..it's so retarded.  LIke if someone tells you they're recovering from CANCER why are you FORCING a subscription on them!?  ARE YOU STUPID!?!?Geez...with all that chemo they're going to make sure they get out to the SYMPHONY.  Stupid idiots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yah, that's my story! haha..myt friends have told me other ones, where after a telemarketer called THEM, they in return tried to sell the telemarketer something!!!  hahaha..and kept them on the phone for almost 20 mins!!!  Oooh, I think I'm going to keep up with this idea....they waste OUR time, I'll waste THEIR time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106582859616907678?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106582859616907678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106582859616907678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106582859616907678' title='haha'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106580055284130299</id><published>2003-10-10T11:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-10T11:42:32.390-04:00</updated><title type='text'>tee-hee!</title><content type='html'>So last night was our "ritual" of Poker night @ Clem's house.  Myself, Clem, Kyle and Woo, duked it out again, each with 5$ on the table=)  I was just hoping to make a little bit of money to get me some lunch for work today...nothing was good at home.  So it's obvious that they can all read me...especially that DaRn Clement...hehe..that boy reads me like a book...it sucks!=)  So I had my "lucky" (coined all from last night's fun) red hat from UT and I had his blanket wrapped around, hey it was cold!  They couldn't see me, and heck, I didn't need to see them!  I can't read anyone except Woo anyways...Kyle maybe a little bit..but Clem's a wall..I can never tell if he's bluffing or not..it stinks!  But last night was SOOOO GOOD!  I kept getting everything, there was one time that I "chickened out" and had I gone forward, I would have gotten a STRAIGHT FLUSH.  OHhh well, I made up with other times when I got twice, 5 of a kind=)  I whipping em out...playing the right hands...I'm starting to get the hang of it better..knowing when to bluff..and when not to!  haha, I might be screwing myself over...ohh well...&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, the first round..went kinda fast.  I think Kyle last to everyone...that wasn't so good...it was a fun game though...I caught some people on some bluffs=)  I made 1.65$ on that round&lt;br /&gt;so we played a second round and I swept up pretty badly!!!  Clem did pretty well for himself as well, Woo got cleaned out=)  I got 5.50!!!  Apparently I broke the "record"?? hehehe&lt;br /&gt;It was fun!!! &lt;br /&gt;I don' tthink it's ever going to repeat itself ever again...so i'll enjoy it while my 7.15$ lasts..hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106580055284130299?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106580055284130299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106580055284130299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106580055284130299' title='tee-hee!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106567605421606659</id><published>2003-10-09T01:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T01:13:57.900-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Whoa.</title><content type='html'>SO, my October 8th, 2003 day is OVER!  Test and essay is COMPLETE and FINISHED!!!  I was really strugglin' about this day, and now the new day is October 14th...I think I can I think I can!&lt;br /&gt;So afterwards, I went for a lil' bit of shopping...good stuff with my discount &amp; certificate=)  I even ran into Sylvia and Chen at the Bookstore.  Hehe they were getting close cuz of the discount too!  &lt;br /&gt;Came home, went to play some tennis with Clement...and then came home.&lt;br /&gt;I tried installing Windows 2000 but the thing didn't work..I fell asleep fro like an hour..and had a late dinner!  &lt;br /&gt;K, so I watched some of NY/Boston game and that wasn't all that exciting.  &lt;br /&gt;But it happened, I cracked.  &lt;br /&gt;I fell for the Bachelor...I couldn't help it..I ...have no explanation.&lt;br /&gt;And BOY do I not regret it!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bob, although I haven't watched that many, is my favourite Bachelor(ette) YET!  He's soooo funny and he was sooo sweet to Meredith when hef ound out about her grandmother passing away (which was soo sad).  But..I gotta say something.  For anyone who saw it tonight, at the VERY beginning when they were crying?  I was laughing like MAD.  Normally I try not to judge people by how they act, or react to situations, especially when I've never been in the situation, but COME ON!  I personally have high doubts about these "feelings" that people have, under these circumstances and setting, but this didn't even have to DO with emotions!  This was freakin' voting!  It's not like they were voting on who to send home or whatever, it was SOO GAY!  I'm voting for Meredith, she's got a strong head on and she's not like any of these other girly wusses.  That's right, total wusses!  I hate that Lee-Ann...she's causing such a ruckus, and she has the idea straight, in that the girls aren't the ones giving out the roses, Bob is..but then why won't she stop bitching at them?  All she has to worry about is her game...not their games.  IT's all what she brings to Bob..and I sure hope Bob kicks her off next week!  Did you guys see the "upcoming shows" thingy?  SHE ATTACKS HIM!!  What a crrazy psycho!&lt;br /&gt;Aww, how nice was it to see Bob "wooing" Meredith?...aww..I love seeing/hearing about people first going out...and falling for each other..and ..aww I'm so sappy.  Geez I'm such a sap!!!  Grrrr&lt;br /&gt;Man, I hate when I get sucked into reality TV...the Amazing Race..spoke for itself..it WAS Amazing..and well I guess this Bachelor is different too, cuz Bob is too cute.  And it's not that he's hot or dead gorgeous, it's just his personality..none of this "hot stuff" looknig for a "hot date"...anyways I must be rambling.&lt;br /&gt;It's way past my bed time and I have to go to work @ 845 2morrow..darnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh wait, there's something else I wanna post about.  I'll try and keep it short...&lt;br /&gt;So I am aware of plenty of exceptions here, but...why is it that UGLY people think they're HOT and HOT people don't think they're good looking?  It just boggles my mind....&lt;br /&gt;I was walking out of my class today, and there he was.  This gross, twiggy, looking FOB...wearing a WIFE BEATER..(with it tucked into his tight-ass jeans) smoking a cigarette giving off this "i'm too good looking for anybody" attitude.  Reaction: EWW PUKE!!!  It was soooooooooooooo wrong.  I definitely didn't need to see that.  And then I thought..well why do GOOD looking people NOT think they're good looking?  (CLEM) and some other people...I guess those good looking people...are more humble or..down to earth..hmm..so here my two cents: if you think you're good looking...and you act like you're "hot sh*t"...go get a second opinion...I don't know of too many people who think they're good looking...and actually are.  Maybe a couple...but at least they're subtle about it....yah..two cents....(sorry!! just yell at me with a comment - hahah sucker you into commenting!!)&lt;br /&gt;K I'm off to bed!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106567605421606659?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106567605421606659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106567605421606659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106567605421606659' title='Whoa.'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106532628157985120</id><published>2003-10-04T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T23:58:01.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Niagara with the boys...</title><content type='html'>So...today was QUITE the experience!  &lt;br /&gt;At around 10am this morning, Clement, Woo Wilfred and myself set out for Prime Outlets in Buffalo, New York.  I didn't have too much money cuz I'm kinda low on the dough...but I really do need some new clothes for work.  I feel so crummy when I go...&lt;br /&gt;Clem's dressed regularly, he wasn't planning on ditching any of his clothes down there, I, well I felt like I looked like ass, I was ready to drop my sweater/crummy jeans that are VERY holy - haha easy access shh! - and woo had this shirt that was SO tight it was soo funny!  Wif looked the funniest - he had jeans, white t-shirt...and this LUMBERJACK 'sweater/jacket'..haha  I was originaly, I called him Jack for the day....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so once we get there, we disperse..haha..it was SOO funny!  We all went into different directions and it was kinda silly but we didn't really plan a meeting point or time...luckily we eventually just ran into each other and stuff..I guess when we all got really hungry...I got a skirt, dress shirt from Gap...and then just looked around, I was tempted to get Aeropostale pyjama bottoms...but...Clem talked me out of it, no one really NEEDS pyjama pants..hehe  I eventually got 5$ pants from there!!! hahah..Oooh how I love&lt;br /&gt;Aeropostale.&lt;br /&gt;Clem got some Nautica bottoms and an Aeropostale shirt - HE"S COOL NOW! haha...Woo got two pairs of GUESS jeans and some Nautica shirts....GUESS jeans....!!! hah..I can't imagine him in them...anyways&lt;br /&gt;Wif was the BIG shopper...WOW...he spent SO much money!  I think around 150$ US?  He got SO much stuff..it was soo funny, he had bought a Rugby shirt @ Eddie Bauer...for like 24$...then goes to Aeropostale and finds MORE rugby shirts...for 14$!!! haha..he ran back to return them..sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;So we were doing our last rounds around the mall, mostly @ Gap...and get this...I &lt;strong&gt;FOUND&lt;/strong&gt; Gap's Blue No. 655!!!!!!!!!!  I was told they stopped making those like 3-4 YRS AGO!!!  I didn't have that much money so I bought a little one for like 8$...omg..I'm so in love with it! They had SOOOOOO many!!  I don't GET IT!  They were in new bottles, except the big ones - maybe they're coming back!!!!  DAMNIT...I wish I saw that earlier...I hope I don't run out too quickly, or hope someone goes down!!!  I need my Blue No.655...it's SO good. It's been my FAVOURITE since like gr 7.....damn...hehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it was fun...we got taxed a lil' bit...but s'ok..we still saved lotsa money.  We of course, played the spelling game - Woo was winning at first, but then we picked on him..hehe...then I became the winner!=)  We played the movie game too...that was OK...didn't work out too well.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways it was a lot of fun, minus my cramping...ugh..sucks.  Man, after eating in the States again makes me SO sick.  So many there are so obese...it's sad.  It's like they don't even notice either, they're eating like Ben &amp; Jerry's outta the tub; ordering like 2 pizzas...man...it's depressing.  After we saw all that stuff, we lost our appetite...&lt;br /&gt;Thanks guys, it was a lot of fun..thanks cutie for dinner=)  Damnit, I need to win the lottery or inherit some mad cash...I owe my parents so much, and now I owe cutie lots too!! Grrrr.....stupid tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106532628157985120?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106532628157985120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106532628157985120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106532628157985120' title='Niagara with the boys...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106497036229617755</id><published>2003-09-30T21:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-30T21:06:02.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FLUBBER?!!?</title><content type='html'>So today, turned out pretty good..&lt;br /&gt;I coudln't sleep last night, which was really bad for my class-time...but s'ok...&lt;br /&gt;I was late to meet Shellen but she didn't end up wanting to use the discount card for CN Tower...and my RLG class wasn't so bad.  My EAS was so much fun, my new friends and I decided to play HANG MAN while the rest of the class was doing work in the workbook - all of us forgot to bring ours..hehe whoops.&lt;br /&gt;ANyways, I LOST on FLUBBER...what the HECk kinda movie is that?! hahah..K, i KNOW it's an actual movie but I never saw it...so I'm the only one that lost...darn...but that class was hilarious.  It took us prolly 30 mins for the prof to actually get it going.  She tends to repeat things, just like my parents...find every possible way of making ONE fact sound interesting, in 4 different ways.  She tries to be creative, but it's just the same darn thing=)&lt;br /&gt;Then, my FOUR HOUR lecture for my Japanese Cinema...ugh, by 3:00 I was DYING.  And luckily, CLem called me mid-movie! YAY!!! hehe...so we talked for a lil' while=)  We're going to the ROM, then the AGO!! I'm excited!!!  I've never been to the AGO and I haven't REALLY been to the ROM since my elementary school days...hmm, I wonder did I even go when I was in elementary school?  I can't remember....but yah, AND we're going shopping on the weekend!!!!  OUTLET MALL shopping!!!  I think I really need it...I need clothes for work, I look like such a bum compared to everyone else!  But they're nice, they're like you're young..you can get away with it..haha  That's not so good, but my boss doesn't get super dressed up ...so I don't think I'm in trouble.  &lt;br /&gt;So...yah..that was my day=)  &lt;br /&gt;OHhhh, and I couldn't resist..I watched Gilmore Girls JUST now, and...*sigh* I wish MY first day of university was as much fun as Rory's.  Her mom's too cool...I wanna live in a res that looks like an apartment!!  Goshdarnit.  hehe...ahh well...I'll just live through the show=)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106497036229617755?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106497036229617755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106497036229617755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106497036229617755' title='FLUBBER?!!?'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106486848045486583</id><published>2003-09-29T16:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-29T16:48:00.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelin' a bit better</title><content type='html'>Alright, so the day didn't go by too badly.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up earlier than normal (9am - HEY!  I had 12pm class..haha)  and I finished reading this article for RLG203 and did my stupid one page 'reponse'.  It's not even a response because I'm supposed to regurgitate what I read, not what I think...ahh well.  The prof for that isn't so bad so I can't complain.&lt;br /&gt;Went to my GLG class and I REFUSED to allow myself to leave and stayed the whole time! Yay!  I took notes too!!!  I've got a test for it next week so I gotta do my reviewing and studying.  &lt;br /&gt;Then haha, I called Shellen and told her I forgot the discount card at home..whoops..and that I'd meet her tomorrow=)&lt;br /&gt;Went to go a metropass, there was a BIG lineup from the SAC office...took me 30 mins!!!  But oh well glad I already ate lunch..so I was hanging out with Pauline for a while...and guess who I saw!  Eddie! haha, ok not Mel's eddie..but EDWIN!  haha that was funny...he hasn't been to a full week of classes this entire year! haha he was watching Dawson's creek this morning..what a dork!=)  But he watches Gilmore Girls..so it ALMOST balances out..(not quite though!!!)  22 yr old...haha that's too funny...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so I went to my class, talked to ppl in my group found out most of them haven't really started the assignment due next week either so I'm feeling a lil' OK.  Two of them did it though, and they were kinda giving us the answers..whoohoo!!=)&lt;br /&gt;Got out on time, waiting on the streetcar platform and who do I see leaving Wilson?!  JENN!!!  haha she's so much fun to laugh at..gets into the worst situations possible...anyways so I came home with her..cuz she had to work..and that was a day=)&lt;br /&gt;Now I've gotta hit the books...and try and catch up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106486848045486583?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106486848045486583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106486848045486583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106486848045486583' title='Feelin&apos; a bit better'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106478445624742975</id><published>2003-09-28T17:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-28T17:27:36.133-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw up</title><content type='html'>That's me....and it pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;I honestly feel sometimes I don't feel like I can do anything right.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106478445624742975?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106478445624742975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106478445624742975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106478445624742975' title='Screw up'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106455064803760600</id><published>2003-09-26T00:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T00:30:47.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'> I'm..</title><content type='html'>a HAPPY camper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106455064803760600?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106455064803760600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106455064803760600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106455064803760600' title=' I&apos;m..'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106452104757811817</id><published>2003-09-25T16:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-25T16:17:27.496-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh of RELIEF</title><content type='html'>Wow...lotsa commotion and drama in the past couple of days.  &lt;br /&gt;Things are OK though, at least I'm working them out to be.  &lt;br /&gt;Four years ago today...changed my life, for the better.&lt;br /&gt;I've been reminscing and there've been so many things that have happened... and all for making me a stronger and better person.  So many things, badminton team - where we won=) TFSAAA?  I dunno I can't even remember what the letters mean anymore, YG chair, softball assistant and head coach, Montreal trips...just so many things...and all of them are because you were there, encouraging me and supporting me.  "All because of you..."&lt;br /&gt;So I want to thank you, for caring for me, loving me, pushing me to be a better person...I dont' know what road I would have ended up on, I don't knwo where I would be right now but I'm glad I've got you, and I'm glad that we've been through everything that has tested us...and I'm glad that we're here.  I'm happy that you're here.  &lt;br /&gt;I love you, with all my heart...because you love me..and so many other reasons...but I can't post 'em all here!&lt;br /&gt;Forever in my heart.  &lt;br /&gt;September 25, 1999 - the best night of my life=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106452104757811817?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106452104757811817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106452104757811817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106452104757811817' title='Sigh of RELIEF'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106435776527484759</id><published>2003-09-23T18:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-23T18:56:22.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Please...</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is a message to all of you who read my blog:&lt;br /&gt;If at ANY point, I call your house or cell phone and you just happen to be in the facilities during my call, do me a favour...and DO NOT pick UP!!!!!  I won't be offended I won't be pissed off or ANYTHING, just call me back later.  I assure you that there is &lt;strong&gt;NOTHING&lt;/strong&gt; that important that it can't wait the 5 mins(or however long it takes) for you to .... finish up your business.  &lt;br /&gt;I was on my break from my Japanese Cinema class today, when...in the stall next to mine, I hear a cell phone ring.  Now I can't exactly tell what she was doing, sitting on the can...or just standing in the stall..but she was on the phone for the duration of the time that I was IN the washroom itself.  She apparently was having TROUBLE hearing her friend (probably cuz there were lots of FLUSHINGS) and she kept telling her friend to meet her @ INNIS!!!  If I was her friend I"d say, OMG is that FLUSHING in the background? ... HOOOOLY!  THey just had an entire conversation while she was in there...and I'm like, Ok note to self: remind all the people you know NEVER to pick up the phone when they're on the can.  That was just a lil' disturbing.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, I'm finding my 8 hours straight of classes on Tuesdays NOT that bad.  I guess cuz Monday nights I make sure that I have a good solid 8 hours of sleep..to start the day and since they're all consecutive, I don't really have that much time to let myself relax..and am just constantly in the state of...taking notes, paying attention...I didn't even really fall asleep today!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you:&lt;br /&gt;I've said this already but I'll say it again...&lt;br /&gt;Just because it's not my fault, doesn't mean that I can't help make things better.  In the past, even when it wasn't my fault, I've disappointed.  I know that I have, and this time..and from now on, I promised myself and you that I wans't going to sit around and let you work things out on your own anymore.  I'm here for you..always &amp; forever...you know that..right?  Well if you don't..I'm telling you..I'm not scared anymore.  No more 20%....it's at zero.  If you don't want me to help, then that's a different story..but I'm not gonna stop trying until you tell me so.  I hope you do feel better...and...hope you're smiling very soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106435776527484759?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106435776527484759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106435776527484759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106435776527484759' title='Please...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106428408997543284</id><published>2003-09-22T22:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T22:31:48.083-04:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>So I don't know what to say.  I guess I can start off with, I really can't wait to get my own *PUPPY*.  Mocha really grew on me these few days.  It was nice to come home to a wagging tail - and it's wagging cuz YOU'RE there=).  He was a really good dog, he never peed on me or anywhere in the house (while I was home..haha my mom had to do it) and he was cute.  I loved when he'd just sit there staring at you, the way his hind legs folded underneath himself...it was adorable=).  It made my parents happy too, having him around.  Even though my mom says that she would prefer to be alone during the day, she still enjoyed his company.  My dad had a lot of fun with him too...my dad used to have a dog when he was little so he likes them a lot.  ONLY they won't get me one!!! arggggggg...I think we should..hehe  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've started to notice, my mom seems to be...since more recently there have been a lot of weddings, and now my two cousins are getting married - well Arfy in October and Joanne later on next year, but my mom keeps mentioning stuff.  Like "oooh look at these pictures, look at how they set them up..." and I asked her why she kept showing me these things and she said "well just in case for the future, so you know what you'll want your wedding to be like or what it'll look like....etc.."  I found that really odd.  She's asked me stuff, regarding my current status..and well, frankly, I don't wanna talk to her about it!  She often asks at the WRONG time..or the WRONG things!!!=)  But she doesn't push or anything so that's fine.  I've had some of the ODDEST conversations with her before...like her telling me who I should go after because so-and-so is good looking...we WON'T get into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's my cutie=).  He makes me smile...I was watching a film in my Jap cinemas class the other day, and it made me realize something...this guy was giving his daughter away in marriage and they were having one of those "last night talks".  He told her, "It doesn't greatly matter what happens in the beginning, you can cry you can laugh, you can have the best or worst time, but it's what happens in the long run that really counts."  Then he went on about how his wife had cried quite frequently because of their marriage, but maybe 5-10 yrs down the road, because of their hardwork and devotion to each other, it was then that they were truly happy.  And now, that I look back and reminsce, and think about things now....I find it to be so true.  (if you disagree with me, fair enough...)  But, more recently so, it's because of the tears and pushing each other to work hard for this relationship that I am truly happy.  He is what makes me smile for the majority of the day...knowing that he'll always try with me, that he'll always be there for me...gives me that warm and fuzzy feeling.  There've been so many times in which I thought he'd give up on me, where I thought I had pushed him to the edge and that was it...but, for some reason...he never turned his back on me.  Not even when we 'weren't together'...he never did, not once.   He was always there, he always supported me in everything that I did...and it's now that I can rest assure that things will always be good with him, because of our dedication and love...together we can do anything=).  And to you, I have so much to be thankful and grateful for.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106428408997543284?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106428408997543284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106428408997543284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106428408997543284' title='...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106407045746982566</id><published>2003-09-20T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T11:07:37.506-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Man I hate readings</title><content type='html'>So Hurricane Isabel is no longer here!  I TOLD YA that the media (and other people) hype things up too much, now they look foolish as they have to 'un-bolt' their chairs/plants etc.  hehe  I wasn't out much yesterday but it didn't sound like it was raining so hard...a full day of work for me!  &lt;br /&gt;My bosses had their monthly meeting with me yesterday.  I don't greatly mind them, but it is kinda scary that..you're facing the head honcho and the assistant honcho is blocking the door!  hehe...but they said that they're very happy with my work, I'm excellent on the phones and I'm doing a really good job.  I know that they mention it to everyone, but now, they've decided to remove all of MSN from our computers!  haha..my colleague told me before I had that meeting.  So id idn't look all that "shocked"...quite non-chalant if I remember correctly...well I can't look shocked, otherwise they'll know that I use it at work!=)  I even resort to using, i think, 5.0 so I have that handy lil' manoeuvre to hide EVERYTHING with a CTRL+space bar!  So yah, that didn't go so poorly, I like it when bosses (or people=) tell me that I'm doing a good job and to keep it up! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocha hasn't been as bad, he still gets really excited but he listens to me=)  He's cute though, I don't know if they play with him that much, he doesn't quite know what or how to play with a tennis ball.  He runs around and tries to get you to play with him...and it was so cute this morning, I left his leash on as he was running around in the backyard...and he felt that it was dragging him down, so he bit it and ran around with it in his mouth!  Ok, I must be boring you now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tonight's the church's 12th anniversary dinner..and Clem's coming too! YAY!=)  It's at Elegantview and my mom has DEFINITELY made a huge deal out of this thing.  She's been preparing the seating 2 weeks in advance!  At one point I even forgot to hit save for her and she lost a good bunch of what she did that day..whoops.  Man I don't know how I feel about this church...I don't know if I should stay or if I should go.  A lot of stuff/crap has gone down in this church and I love the people in it..but all the drama, politics..craziness...has really gotten to me.  No offense to anyone that reads this, but I'm not a big "Bible Hugger".  I don't evangelize like mad, just because I feel that religion is more of a personal thing.  I can bring someone up to the door, but I sure am not going to force them through it.  It would take a lot for me to even bring up the idea of greatly encouraging someone to go to church, I'd have to make sure that they were OK with it...and weren't uncomfortable at the idea.  So with that, I'd have to consider which one I may move to, if I do.  I've had a lot of memories from this church, softball, camping, 30 hr famines, and just generally growing up here with the same familiar faces for the past 20 years.  A lot of them ARE like siblings to me, a lot of them have my back and I theirs.  Hehe...my cop buddy..who said that if he ever caught me speeding he'd laugh and let me go!...saweeeet=)  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've got that to think about...and well I hate readings.  Don't you?  I mean how do they expect you to read SO much and NOT fall asleep?  I've gotten my 'wandering mind', a little more under control these days (haha yet i'm writing this blog as I shoudl be reading!)  but the whole...falling asleep factor sometimes plays a role.  I've tried to do my readings when there's sunlight out, so we'll see how well that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANyways I better get going...Mocha's probably driving my mom crazy downstairs and I gotta hit those books!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone teach me how to add a hit/comment counter!8)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106407045746982566?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106407045746982566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106407045746982566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106407045746982566' title='Man I hate readings'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106391574386565057</id><published>2003-09-18T16:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T16:10:09.066-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puppy!!!!</title><content type='html'>haha, so I didn't REALLY get a puppy...Shellen &amp; Shereen are going away for a cousin's wedding or something in Van City so I get to take care of their Cocker SPaniel "MOCHA" for them.  &lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so what's happened in the past few days, not too much!  I had a regular week of school...my Japanese Cinema class has SO MUCH to read!  It's almost kind of an intro course to cinema...it's interesting and all, but in the first week I had more than like 70 pages alone!&lt;br /&gt;I think the one I'm most interested in, surprise surprise?, is EAS100 - Intro to Mandarin!  I met a couple of people in it, they're pretty cool...the three of us are pretty CLUELESS and pretty much 70% of the people in it are cheating the system. ...so BOO on them!  One guy, who was sitting beside me today thought I was one of them cuz apparently my chinese writing looked really good - WHATEVER!  It looks like a piece of crap! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..things are better:)  We kinda had a talk, and things are figured out..I hope.  I know I'm going to try..none of this..hurtin' no more.  I hate it...boooo  143...637.  &lt;br /&gt;Tell her I'm sorry...whatever she takes it to be, I mean it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's supposed to be a crazy storm this weekend?!  Hurricane Isabel's remnants are supposed to hit us! AHHH! hehe  I dunno I'm not that scared...but it seems like a lot of people are freaking out...I don't like the media..they always make things too big...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arighty, I gotta go do somework...does anyone know how to add a 'comment section' to blogs?  I know Donna does..but I never talk/see that girl online anymore!  Someone let me know if you do..thanks!=)&lt;br /&gt;Take care!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREIG!=)  I miss my HS friends.....UT is too big to see familiar faces everyday:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106391574386565057?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106391574386565057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106391574386565057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106391574386565057' title='Puppy!!!!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106367444860944999</id><published>2003-09-15T21:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T21:15:22.586-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Decent Day..</title><content type='html'>So I woke up this morning thinking: "Darnit, why didn't I go to bed when my mom told me to?  Why are you stupid enough to book yourself available for work on a MONDAY morning?".  With that, I slapped myself and threw my body out of bed.  Got dressed, and off to work I went.  I was NOT a happy camper today.   People calling in were so annoying, and there were SOO many of them!   Technically, there were supposed to be 4 people on phone-duty (the 5th guy just had a baby!!!  he's coming back on Wednesday and I wanna see pics!) but TWO of them didn't pick up ONE phone call for like 2.5 hours!!!  So it was myself and Karen, the other part timer who took ALL of them.  I HATE that!  SO yeah, a lot of them were dumb and stupid and screaming at us because they coudln't get a freakin' free pen!  Geez, I'd love to throw pens at them, that'd be wonderful, almost like darts.  Grrrrr...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 11:45 rolled around, I wasn't even technically done all my work but I had to ask Carmen to do it for me since I was already running late!&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, I left for class and thank goodness I found out that the subway had a direct entrance to the OISE building...and I was actually early!  I coudln't find Emily so I could sit beside her, and I ended up sitting between two girls...one who wrote EVERYTHING down, and the other was like me, coudln't care less! haha  Well the only reason being that the prof posts everything on the website, so there really sin't anything you need to write - beauty!  &lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I kinda fell asleep through that for a little bit, I guess I got the gist of it, and then left.  I saw Mel's bf..hehe he shaved his head..!  Anyways...so I head off to good ole' Wetmore and who do I see?!  MY GANG!!! and Yoyo and her friend Carmen!  That's always nice, always good to see good buddies.  Pauline hadn't had lunch yet so I went with her to SS and she got her pasta there...ooooh man, they're sooo slwo there.  IT can drive ANYONE crazy.  Yada yada...hung out for a bit, went to class...and I got to get my group better...they're pretty nice people.  A couple of them are also RLG majors and there's this one guy, who knows nothing about Christianity but he seems really interested.  He went OUT to buy the Bible and he was apparently reading it!  But yeah that was a good class, I think I'm going to enjoy that...despite the prof's lack of explanations for assignments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the subway home, I was trying to think of where a good place to go for dinner would be.  I've got a big date on Thursday and I wasn't quite sure what would be 'the perfect place'.  I've got the main gist of the night down, what's going to happen and where..but just the dinner that I can't decide upon!:)&lt;br /&gt;So..here's my question to you, even though you can't really reply to me..but what's your favourite restaurant?  Where would you take a hot date? hahah Go to my AA webpage and reply in the GB! thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106367444860944999?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106367444860944999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106367444860944999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106367444860944999' title='Decent Day..'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106354767543890756</id><published>2003-09-14T09:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T09:54:35.483-04:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>So I have a softball tourney in about an hour and I don't know if I should go downtown or not, just cuz it's raining and some people are expecting to see me there.  Darnit.  It stinks, I hate rain...I wanna play but I also don't mind not.  I just wanna crawl into bed and not come out for the next week or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one's really going to understand this...but well this is MY blog and this is where I bitch/talk about stuff..so don't complain if you don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't YOU go away?  Why must you continuously haunt me and trouble me?  I hate the fact that it's so indirect and it still bothers me.  There's just something about you that makes me feel uneasy, so uncomfortable.  Why can't you just leave things the way that they were left...you weren't wanted, you never were.  You may have thought you were, but you aren't and if I have any say, you never will.  I can't even put all blame on you, because you don't owe me anything.  Despite what you may believe, I don't owe you anything either.  I wish you would just go away, far far away.  Things were going so well, until you 'showed up'.  Everything just went downhill and I hate that it makes my mind go crazy and doubt things.  I dislike you, a lot.  I can't say that I hate you because I refuse to get to know you.  Just leave me alone....//&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever...been in a position, where you were doing pretty well, things were going great and you were happy..and just paused, to think, "oh sh*t, I'm flying high, i'm bound to fall."  I know some of my friends have, and I hate it.  I hate the fact that your happiness or joy can be completely halted just because your mind starts thinking and wandering away from the present.  I hate the fact that you can put full trust into someone/thing, and in mere seconds, have that trust taken away.  Nothing even needs to happen, but just the thought of it possibly occcuring can suck ass.  I'm scared of getting hurt...no one likes pain, I can't even say that I've experienced that much of it in my lifetime.  Not merely as much as some people that I know, but who's to compare emotions right?  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;I have no solution to this, except I guess bitching about it here...so I'm sorry for those who read it, I think I know only ONE person who does...and to you, I hope you're doing better.  I hope this week is much better than the last; try to stop thinking and dwelling on such things.  Just look forward, enjoy the present...and always know I'm ready and willing to listen.  Take care=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so I am going down to softball with Yvonne &amp; Darryl...we'll see how far we get.  Check ya later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106354767543890756?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106354767543890756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106354767543890756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106354767543890756' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106325313426650395</id><published>2003-09-11T00:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T00:05:34.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>So today, my class of GLG105 - which is apparently nicknamed "Rock for Jocks"??? - was DAMn boring and well, now I understand why Sarah's friends never went to lectures.  Everything is posted on the website and I didn't even get half a page of notes - just cuz I didn't need to, i'll print up the notes @ work:)&lt;br /&gt;So yah, that was an hour, and I sat beside Emily who just so happened to walk in right in front of me!  We were laughing at the prof and how he was saying "This here...is a volcanoe..." hahahha  I'm greatly depending on this as a GPA raiser!  &lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I was looking around like mad for someone to lend me their T-card...Pauline let me borrow hers!  (ended up wilf finding alan to borrow his..so it's all good:)..anyways, I swear that girl reminds me SO MUCH of Eileen!  Darryl agrees...her and Eileen are almost long-lost twins!!  They talk alike, think similarly...I think, I dunno..but yeh, maybe it's cuz I miss Eileen..haven't seen her...hmm, in quite a while now!  She used to be our crazy 'cheerleader' during softball and her loudness was definitely missed this season..  So yah, I hung out with Pauline for a while til we had class @ 2...and yeh I ended up talking to Denise after class!  It's kind of odd, how, oh, maybe 11 years ago, we were best friends - my mom said that way back, I used to call her my 'sister' - and now..we 'find' each other again at school and it seems like we're complete strangers..even though we used to be such good friends.  k, now i'm sounding a lil' gay..anyways we exchanged numbers and figured we'd see each other in classes next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I got out of class like 20 mins early and so I went back to Wetmore to do some reading...good ole' Catcher in the Rye=)  But then CLem called me almost immediately!  The silly *but definitely very cute* boy didn't LISTEN to my instructions!  He walked ALL the way to St George for no good reason!  Well, yeh he had a good reason, he thought that was where I was meeting him!  So then I told him to turn around and that I'd meet him along the way...I had the BIGGEST smile when I saw him.  He makes me feel nice..and I dunno, him being at MY school..made me feel good, I knew that he wasn't there to see JUST me...cuz we were going to play tennis..but..it was really nice..  It took him a really long time to get down there, almost an hour and a half...and..I dunno..it was good to see him, on Willcocks, at U of T.  &lt;br /&gt;The ride up home wasn't so bad, a little cramped but we also ran into Robbie Kidnie so we talked to him for a while..and then we got to be by ourselves for a little bit - plus the other ppl on the subway.  I miss those days, where we used to travel to and from school together.  I doin't know why I miss them or why I enjoyed them so much, I just did.  I'm a big freak ya know=)  I guess mostly cuz, there isn't too much to do except talk and just have a conversation.  We were "travelling" but neither of us were the ones driving or we weren't walking somehwere.  &lt;br /&gt;I love him, I really do.  I love everything about him..his smile, his humour, his company, his comfort, love, warmth and overall kindness.  He's what makes me heart melt...:)  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106325313426650395?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106325313426650395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106325313426650395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106325313426650395' title='=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106320881319721329</id><published>2003-09-10T11:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-12T13:23:28.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Dreams...</title><content type='html'>So last night, I had the ultimate weird dream.  I can't entirely remember the dream..but I remember most parts.  &lt;br /&gt;I was with a group of friends, whom I don't recognize now, but we were just riding the TTC subways for FUN?!  So messed up...anyways, apparently someone that I was with, recognized this guy that I used to have a huge crush on, Colin Pyle.  He apparently was still as hot as he used to be when I was in gr 9 (and he was in 11) but somehow, for some reason, he recognized me.  To this day, I think he KNOWS of me as that "crazy chinese girl that likes me a lot"; mostly cuz Gill went and TOLD him in gr 10...haha  That was some good laughs before he graduated, she helped me take PICTUREs of him...someone ended up finding pics of him that were taken by the yearbook committee that year.  I STILL have those pics somewhere in an album..haha  Ohh man, the memories of my adolescent crushes...there were so many...so many that were 2 years older...but now, NOW i've found my prince charming=)&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I can't believe how long ago that seems...man, I was a crazy girl when I was in HS...hehe  Ahh well, it was good times, and most people got a great laugh from me!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...yeh that's all that i can remember from my dream, which is so weird cuz I haven't even THoUGHT about that guy in so long....&lt;br /&gt;alrighty off to school I go.&lt;br /&gt;Work was a lil' hectic this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106320881319721329?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106320881319721329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106320881319721329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106320881319721329' title='Crazy Dreams...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106306172571498203</id><published>2003-09-08T18:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T18:55:25.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day of Second Year</title><content type='html'>Three words: "Yah UT Admin!"&lt;br /&gt;So, my GLG class seems kind of boring and i can see why Sarah and her friend(s) skipped all but two classes last year, but I'm frankly too scared to do that, despite their showing of 98% as a final mark!  I believe I saw Emily McKenna in that class so YAY, I know someone!...but i'll talk to and look for her on Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to my "UT ADMIN", at 2pm, I walk to HI find Cartwright Hall and I'm puzzled.  Why do you ask?  The classroom is FULL of people, and there are already tons of people waiting outside of the classroom.  After asking around, we discover that the good ole' admin has double booked the room, one for RLG203 and the other for some ECO class.  Everyone's all confused as to who's classroom it actually was but of course, being good and obedient students, we wait until both profs get there and they went to figure things out.  So after a little bit of discussing, Dr Adam Lehto (my prof, very cool guy) told us to head outside and so there we sat, on Devonshire Pl....all 70 of us or so, sitting on the grass listening to this guy discuss the curriculum and such.   It was cute!  Heheh....good times.  I saw my OLD best friend, Denise Tam..and I'm going to try and talk to her on Wednesday too so that I'll know someone in that class as well!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that's about it for my first day of second year.  Hope you had a good day too!! I'm off to play tennis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106306172571498203?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106306172571498203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106306172571498203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106306172571498203' title='First Day of Second Year'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106287332693386081</id><published>2003-09-06T14:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T16:21:12.423-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's Youth --&gt; GRRR</title><content type='html'>K, I'm not talking about today's 17/18 year olds...I'm talking about the fresh lil' 13 yr olds who are wearing makeup, dressing like Christina/Britney and got the attitude of a snobby yuppie.  So after lunch today with some old family friends, my parents and I went to the Bamburgh Circle supermarket (yay! I finally got new glasses!!) and as my mom's walking to the check out, I"m following behind her and this little, I swear she was 14ish, gave my mom this "LOOK" as if to look her up and down.  Now, don't think anything by that...my mom, as I've been told, dresses quite well and is "always put together".  (my dad even asked her why she had to "dress up" since they're going to play MJ later today)  My mom obviously didn't notice, but I was walking behind her and I see this little kid...Im' like WTF?  What the hell are you looking at?  I get this ALL the time, and for a 'kid' to get me mad or annoyed, it usually takes a little bit more than the usual regular person.  I just spent 4 straight days with 17/18 yr olds and they were super cool.  I could tell some of them didn't want to do some of our activities, and yeh, I can see why some of them think some stuff is lame...but like, why only the "fresh teenie weenies" think they're so hot?  I don't understand..like they can be slapped around SO easily...not to say that I'd do it, but I'd like to take part in the laughing of it all. &lt;br /&gt;I really hope that I wasn't like that when I was little...I don't think I was, I think I was intimidated when I was in gr 7/8...well mostly 7 just cuz it was a brand new school and I didn't know ANYBODY.  Geez...what to do with these lil' punks.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways yeah, so I got new glasses!!!  They're kinda more 'trendy', but not super trendy.  I asked for this AWESOME 'chromed' out box..haha..we kept bargaining with the ladies...for a better price..yah Chinese stores!  I've been going there since I"ve needed glasses *age 4* so they know me personally by name!  I just walk in and they're like "Hi Denise, are you getting new glasses today?" hehehe...so funny.  Apparently Brian's aunt works there?  I don't know if she knows my name but the other two do...so my guess is she might.&lt;br /&gt;Hey does anyone wanna go on a 5$ canoe trip?!  My friend Paulinee weeniee..*hey Brendan calls her that!* is organizing an "Eco-Challenge" and well it's basically canoeing for the entire day *Sept 20th* and it's ONLY 5$!!!!!  Such a deal!  You coudln't even rent a canoe for an HOUR for 5$!!!&lt;br /&gt;i need a group of 4...Clem-Clem's gonna try and take the day off...and then Iv'e got a dinner banquet for the church's anniversary that Clem's gonna come to too=)  Anyways I really shoudl get my room cleaned up...it's not even THAT messy...it's just everytime my mom threatens me with the "Your room better be cleaned before you step out of the house" means that I basically grab all the clothes that have managed to pile up on my chair and dump it into my closet somewhere..haha  or my drawers, whichever fits better!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play some tennis!!!!!  It's damn nice outside and it's the LAST weekend of the summer...Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106287332693386081?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106287332693386081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106287332693386081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106287332693386081' title='Today&apos;s Youth --&gt; GRRR'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106279263602097643</id><published>2003-09-05T16:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T19:08:44.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my FROSH:)</title><content type='html'>I have the coolest frosh in the whole world.  So last night, the dinner was nothing BIG at all.  It sucked, except the dessert..that was mad good cake!!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so after the stupid Awards Ceremony in the freakin' COLD quad...we headed out to Afterlife.  We were one of the first groups there so we were first on the dance floor and so y'know, we formed the regular circle, and most people took their turn in the middle dancing it up.  Haha, Brendan and the rest of 'em FORCED me into the middle, but at least I didn't have to dance alone *wink*:)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, that was fun, dancing up with my froshies..they were so funny!  Anika and Amanda are HILARIOUS...I hope I still get to talk to them outside of this week...Anika lives in Wetmore but Amanda is a commuter.  It's CRAZY though, she's like BEST friends with Shayna!!!  Apparently they used to swim @ Champs and they've known each other since they were like 8 or something?  I dunno..but I've got to tell Shayna!! heh&lt;br /&gt;So yeh, last night was fun..til it got super packed...man, there were so many people.  Some stupid idiotic frosh was like hitting on me....one word: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EW&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  That was so wrong, and disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;Ohhh, and then a lil' later...we were all dancing around and out of NOWHERE this guy and girl walked RIGHT in, starting GRINDING in front of all of us, we were appalled.  It was disgusting..and I know that girl - definitely not a fan of hers - and she's got a BOYFRIEND.  Yeh, way to be.  Apparently she's been doing that EVERY night...nastiness.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, so after like..almost upchucking our nasty pasta we had for dinner, Anika is like "WTF?!  get the hell out of here!  We don't need to see this, go dance over there!" and she pushes them away..haha  That was friggin' hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;That girl pisses me off....ugh, she thinks she's so cool...and hot..YUCK.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went to get a drink with one of my froshies, Kevin, and the stupid bartender was so dumb...we left her NO tip cuz she was so retarded.  She didn't know how to make the drinks and had to refer to the other bartender(s).  The drinks were so expensive!! 5.25$ for a SHOT!  What the HECK!?&lt;br /&gt;I was like, there's no way I'm leaving ANY tip..she seemed to be giving different people different prices anyways...so I had my shot and then kinda tried to look for my friends back on the dance floor but couldn't find them..and it was so packed already so I just headed home.  Good timing too cuz by the time I got home my feet were SO tired and painful.  &lt;br /&gt;SO today, wasn't all that exciting, just had lunch in the back campus and then they headed off for the parade and I came home...I didn't wanna get wet...&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm home and I should probably clean my room, maybe relax and watch some tele:)  School's starting..DAYMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106279263602097643?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106279263602097643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106279263602097643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106279263602097643' title='I love my FROSH:)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106271066002814178</id><published>2003-09-04T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T17:24:20.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'>FROSH WEEK!</title><content type='html'>So, I'm d/t right now @ the NEW building...omg, I'm in Mel's room as I'm typing this and I am SUPER jealous...I wish I could live here!!  It's so nice the new place, it looks like a loft almost...I'm so going to be crashing here during the school year!&lt;br /&gt;So frosh week is almost over, and it's been somewhat fun.  I have to admit I haven't done the best job of being a frosh leader but it seems like my froshies still love me:)  &lt;br /&gt;I didn't go on the boat cruise, just cuz..well I don't like the idea of just eating crap food, dancing and being stuck on the boat for like 4 hours.  I went out with Clem instead:)  Tonight we're having this big dinner and then going clubbing again.so we'll see how that goes...&lt;br /&gt;School's starting:(, gotta focus again....gotta work damn hard&lt;br /&gt;anyways I gotta shower before the dinner, so I'll post more next time!!!&lt;br /&gt;PROMISE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106271066002814178?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106271066002814178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106271066002814178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106271066002814178' title='FROSH WEEK!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106221609023635515</id><published>2003-08-30T00:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T00:01:30.096-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Much better=)</title><content type='html'>So tonight, I still felt awful for what I did last night..and so I wanted to surprise Clem and so I went and got his (now) FAVOURITE 'Blondies' and went to his workplace to wait for him to leave work.  He got all excited that I got him a bag (and they really DO taste that good)...but to my dismay he didn't seem to want to do anything, I guess cuz he had just worked a 12 hour shift and he probably wanted to get some sleep before having to pick up his sister!  &lt;br /&gt;So anyway, after we 'parted'...I went up to his HILL and jsut sat there listening to music for a little whlie...the sun was setting and tonight's sky was absolutely pretty.  After that, I thought I was going to go to Blockbuster to rent "Bowling for Columbine" - cuz I really want to see that since everyone who has really liked it - but then I had a big craving to drive past 31 Limcombe.  Stupid idiotic me, FORGOT how to get there so I had to call CLem up and he gave me the directions.  OMG, I am so in love with this house.  The more I see the more I wanna live in it!  Cept tonight, I realized...I don't recall seeing the actual house number...so I don't know how we got 31...but oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;So..after that I figured I"d wasted enough gas driving aimlessly around - and it's damn expensive too! - came home and after less than like 10 mins watching tv...I got a phone call on my cell!  I thought at first it was Sylvia because she's the only one who calls me and it shows up as "unknown number" but it ended up being &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;EMMA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; calling from Wolfsville, Nova Scotia!!!  That was so sweet of her..we talked for a long time..and she todl me her lovely stories - her life out there is so much more interesting than mine sometimes.  Hehe,...that and her lil' boys...she's such a heartbreaker!  That made me feel good...I love getting phone calls...especailly if they're long distance cuz then that means you're extra special and extra loved!&lt;br /&gt;SO anyways, after I got off the phone I had a feeling that someone would be online(I was originally hoping it'd be Clem but it's oK) so I've been here for a while now..and as I'mchatting with people..who shows up?  My good ole' BEST FRIEND JENNA!!!  She intiated an audio chat and we just talked (FOR FREE) for about an hour or so.  She's doing well with her play and she's too, glad to be away from Toronto.  All of these people, I'm so jealous of them, leading a life away from their home town.  It must be so much fun to just get away from the busy-ness of this huge city; no worries of the parents and just being yourself and independent..no one haggling you down.  (is haggling a real word?  OH well it's in Denise's vocabulary now..)  I gotta bust my butt this year too..goshdarnit ..I don't like school!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it gets even BETTER!  Out of nowhere my dad asks me, do you wanna go shopping in Buffalo tomorrow?!  Could it get ANY better than THAT?!  I got real smart too, I finally paid most of my tuition back to my mom (who paid for it in advance since I don't have a REAL bank account - PC..hehe)  and so now that I"ve given her 4K...she's gonna be QUITE generous tomorrow when we're shopping!!=)  I even get to see Clem in the morning cuz we have to stop by his bank so that he can get us US money so I'm probably only not going to be able to see him Sunday!  &lt;br /&gt;SO lesson learned?:  Life will always test you, but things always have a bright side.  Thanks Clement. You're too smart for me..hehe&lt;br /&gt;k gonna keep chatting with people and then watch some tele!  My uneventful night turned out to be &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GRRRRRRRRREAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106221609023635515?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106221609023635515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106221609023635515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106221609023635515' title='Much better=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106217749145081613</id><published>2003-08-29T13:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T13:38:37.716-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost end of summer...</title><content type='html'>So I've been feeling really 'not good' lately.  I can't quite pinpoint it..at first I thought it was cuz summer is over and I don't feel like I"ve done all that much.  But all in all, I really have.  I went to Montreal, a full season with softball, got to see &lt;strong&gt;COLDPLAY&lt;/strong&gt; in concert, went to the Rogers AT&amp;T Cup finals...D&amp;B..3 full weeks of the West Coast..when I look back on it, I've actually accomplished more in these past 4 months than I have any other of my summers.  But I dont' know, I think things are changing, we're growing older and things aren't quite the same anymore.  I sometimes feel like I've failed my best friend, I know what it's like to realize who your real friends are in your time of need and I sometimes feel liKe I was too pre-occupied with things in my life to worry about her's.  However, she knew that I was always available and willing to be there any moment of the day...she's always told me that she's very grateful to have me as her best friend...and I to her.  We've known each other since gr 7; became best friends in gr 8...and we've mostly had our ups than downs in the past 6 yrs or so.  We can talk about almost anything...it's nice:)  I wanna visit her @ QUEEN'S!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;I feel really bad this morning...I went and did something very stupid and it's all my fault.  I took a lot of my frustration out on Clement..and being the sweetheart that he is, he just handled it and took it in, until I said something really stupid and he just..broke down.  And that's when I realized that I'm just completely retarded so many of the times and he's just the "knight in shining armour" (or should I say Paladin?=); holding me when I need it and loving me more than ever when I don't see or give him any reason to.  He loves me so much, I don't feel like I deserve it at all...I've got that storybook love:)  I'm glad I know that he loves me just as much, maybe even more (uhoh..don't tell him i said that:) than I love him...  why do girls have to suck so much sometimes?  I hate how we overanlayze, how we let the most minute things bother us...how we have to continuously be insecure and judgmental.  It really pisses me off...&lt;br /&gt;So I've got the whole weekend pretty much to myself, and I dont' know what I'm going to do! I could play some tennis, someone mentioned going clubbing but I don't know what I'm up to doing yet.  This is the last weekend I'll get to see others...it's going to be sad.  All my 'baby' churchies are leaving...all my friends are going back to their respective schools...&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm here, in Toronto...gotta look on the brighter side...that's clem's wise advice.&lt;br /&gt;OKie, back to work...at least I'm making money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106217749145081613?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106217749145081613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106217749145081613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106217749145081613' title='Almost end of summer...'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106191028459769734</id><published>2003-08-26T11:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T11:04:44.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paladins' Season - Complete &amp; Content</title><content type='html'>Wow, sorry for not updating, if anyone actually reads this...I don't think anyone does...hmm..haha so I just ramble to myself..that's ok...maybe years down the road these are the posts that'll help me remember these sweet memories:)&lt;br /&gt;So in the 6 days that have gone by, some things have ended, goodbyes were said and work has become full time again.&lt;br /&gt;My Paladins worked their butts off during the regular season, and we ended with a 8-2 record, just a lil' shy of last season's 9-1.  We played EXCELLENTLY on Saturday - both of our games were nearly perfect.  Everyone did their part and the team, again, gelled together to become one.  We were unstoppable, so it seemed as everyone called it a night after two fun games.  We were pumped and ready, a little bit hopeful, and I think a little bit scared of what was to come in the semis.  We tried our best and we lost to a good team.  We shook hands, and held our heads high...our season was great and wonderful.  This coach got the best team she could ask for; and the best support she could ever imagine from an amazing group of people.  &lt;br /&gt;As well, both Jenna &amp; Emma went back to their respective schools:(  Jenna's not as far, and I'd really like to go visit her sometime up there..but Emma went on her airplane and went far far away...and we might not even see her during Christmas cuz her family might be going to Mexico!!!  But at least we still get to talk on MSn..so that's better...it's sad having people go away... all my churchies that are all grown up now (haha they're only 1-2 yrs younger!) but I'm going to miss seeing them every week with their cheerful smiles...awww...&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to dinner with Clem @ Marche...hehe we had some mussels...mmmmm...that place is expensive, but they do have a different type of setting so it's somewhat cool.  Crepes..omg..too good.  I wish I knew how to make them..I'd eat them for breakfast..heeh &lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we hung out @ Nick's for a while..his dad put up a deck in his backyard, it's sooo nice!  It's got benches and everything...and his doggy is so cool...=)  Had to say goodbye to Haley last night..she leaves tomorrow for Queen's..*sigh* makes me feel like I"m not going anywhere, stationary and not moving along...but I know I kind of am.  In my own kind of way I guess, but still, everyone's talking about living in their own place(s)..own rooms, own apartments etc.  I still like living @ home cuz then I don't have to worry abot lotsa stuff but still...argg..I"m just frustrated and annoyed.  &lt;br /&gt;Back to work I go...thank goodness I don't have to answer phone calls.  I have so little time until I have to go back to school=(  AND I'm a frosh leader so one less week of fun...well hopefully it'll make up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106191028459769734?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106191028459769734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106191028459769734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106191028459769734' title='Paladins&apos; Season - Complete &amp; Content'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106138992463528366</id><published>2003-08-20T10:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-20T10:32:04.633-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Road Trip!</title><content type='html'>So, @ approximately 9:15am, Clem and I set out to our journey to the States to do some cheap shopping!  This time it took us a little longer to get there, I think cuz we missed an exit and had to go a little bit further..but we're not entirely sure.  We just figured we'd follow the signs..kinda 'risque' but what's an adventure without driving aimlessly??=)  &lt;br /&gt;So we get to the border around 11ish, and easily get across.  Of course, as we're waiting in line in "neutral territory" we have to have some "what if" situations.  "what if when he asks if we have any weapons, we response with 'maybe, what's it to ya?' or What if you were to drive up to the lineup, I get out and just run across, do you think they'd shoot me dead?"  haha..you can always rely on CLem to come out with soem silly situations, but always good for laughs!  &lt;br /&gt;So we hit the mall and we do some hardcore searching for some good deals!  We obviously hit adidas first...I got this tank top, and he got a 'climate' shirt and some wristbands - uhoh, beware..hehe Then I hit Old Navy and got me some good, cool jeans!!!  Clem hit Sunglass Hut and FINALLY got a pair of Oakleys!  He coudln't decide between the "Half jackets" - oh-so-pretty!! and "Fives"??  He ended up getting the Fives mostly cuz their lenses were brown..hehe  So then we hit Aeropostale and I got myself a pretty sweater...I should've gotten maybe another one!!!  But ohh well, we had our lunch and then we just decided to head back to Toronto...since we didn't wanna spend anymore and we were both kinda tired.&lt;br /&gt;So we got into a lil' trouble with Customs...but stilldidn't have to pay taxes (HA! take THAT!) and we headed home.  The drive was a lil' rough...I was really tired and my eyes were...closing...got "honked" at once..and then I tried real hard to stay awake from then on!  Clem fell asleep and was SNORING!!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;It was a good day though, it's always nice to spend the day with him...hehe&lt;br /&gt;HAHA and then later at night, we were @ Kyle's house playing cards (goshdarnit everytime I got FOUR Of a kind someone else goes and gets ROYAL FLUSHES...piece of...) anyways, so Nick had brought his flood light with an extension cord and we went to Bellbury to check it out!  It's soo funny..they were playing in the dark with this HUGE bright light goin' and ppl on the streets were like WHAT THE?!?  It was quite hilarious..I'll put the pic up once my film gets developed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106138992463528366?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106138992463528366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106138992463528366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106138992463528366' title='Road Trip!'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106121933161489509</id><published>2003-08-18T11:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T11:43:21.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rogers AT&amp;T Cup</title><content type='html'>So it was quite the fun time!  We got to see Justine Henin-Hardenne defeat Lina Krasnoroutskaya..not only was it a 'win' Lina got DESTROYED 6-1, 6-0.  I'm sure it was Justine's easiest 192,000$(US) made in &lt;strong&gt;LESS&lt;/strong&gt; than an hour!  I think Lina just gave up, especially after the first set, she probably figured that she's already gotten ranked (because she went into the tournament unranked!!) and is gonna make 97,000$ anyways!  She got ZERO aces, and Justine got 11!!  She had so many unforced errors it was disappointing.   I wish I could play like Justine, or any other female pro player..that'd be wicked.  We're (Clem &amp; I) thinking of taking lessons but I know we wouldn't be in the same class, no way!  He's so good...I don't like playing with him against other people cuz I always screw it up!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, then we stayed and watched the doubles...Martina Navratilova - she is SO good at what she does.  Even as a crappy amateur, it's easy to tell that she knows where the ball's gonna be two steps ahead.  Her touch and placement is PERFECT that was a great game to watch.  Her 'challengers' weren't so bad either...there were a couple of times where Navratilova just made 'em look SILLY but her teammate really needed some help.  Svetlana Kuznetsova, only 18, has a lot of room for improvement...she's good at tennis obviously but when she's playing beside Martina, it makes you wonder why they're teammates.  Either way, they ended up winning the championship and it is quite possible that that's the last time we'll ever see Navratilova play in Toronto.  &lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a great day and a nice memory to have.  The last time they'll ever play on those courts, cuz of the new Rexall Centre...I got a "Kim Clijster's" tshirt that Clem bought me (and he got a pretty hat that makes him look DAMN fine...hehe=).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, I didn't have to do my driving test!! They were closed this morning when I got there, I'm quite relieved cuz I wasn't QUITE prepared I don't think.  I didn't really practice at all...just didn't feel like it?  I gotta reschedule it though..anyways gtg...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106121933161489509?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106121933161489509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106121933161489509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106121933161489509' title='Rogers AT&amp;T Cup'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106112769863007296</id><published>2003-08-17T09:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T09:42:59.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party @ Al's=)</title><content type='html'>Last night, my good ole' HS buddies &amp; I organized a BBQ @ Al's house for about, 30ish people...some great food, good reminscing and an all around awesome time had=)   We even celebrated Nick's birthday!!  Cept he wouldn't walk away from the BBQ and he ended up cooking a lot of the food.  It may be quite possible that last night was the last time we'd all be together until perhaps Christmas.=(  &lt;br /&gt;We played some video games (MORTAL COMBAT), shot some pool..wilf got STONED haha..that was quite funny!   Emma was driving the "slut mobile", that was hilarious!!  Chen ate the 'pie' that fell on the ground, and probably to this day has no idea that he did...&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss all of those going away...you guys always make me smile and make me remember the good times!    I was stupid AGAIN and I forgot to bring my camera!! D'oh!!&lt;br /&gt;We also had a good practice yesterday, led by John!  A few seniors showed up...so that was pretty good too.  I think we're ready, we're focused, and I can tell each player on the team wants this bad.  Now or never?  Nah...but it's gonna be harder in the senior league, which we may go next year.  It'd just be for the best.  &lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to get a lil' confused too...not sure as to how to read certain things or whether I should be bothered by it at all.  I sometimes truly hate bein' a girl (although it is better than the alternative).  We analyze the CRAP out of EVERYTHING.  It stinks.  Grrr...I'm sure all you females out there know what I'm talking about....&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm going to the AT&amp;T Tennis finals today!!  I'm excited...I better go shower..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106112769863007296?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106112769863007296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106112769863007296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106112769863007296' title='Party @ Al&apos;s=)'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5685752.post-106098758905106280</id><published>2003-08-15T18:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T09:43:15.100-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Toronto...Blackout 2003</title><content type='html'>Last night was BEEEEEAUTIFUL.  I can't remember the last time that my family (well minus my China-bound brother) went for a walk around the neighbourhood.  My parents couldn't remember what shooting stars were.  Just imagine how our camping trips used to be..(think, "wow, it's already 11pm...we should go to bed" of course, after playing MJ with special MJ cards).  Before the moon came up, the night was as clear as crystal.  The stars were just as pretty as the ones, maybe even nicer since it was cloudy, that we saw during SCYG Camping'03.  Reading at night to candlelight was quite calming and a little bit nerve-racking at the same time.  &lt;br /&gt;I woke up a few times during the night thinking that the electricity would have been back on but when I finally got a wake-up call from my boss, he assured me that I didn't need to go into work (not that I had any way of getting down there - I sure as heck wasn't going to drive downtown!)  SO the day began, thinking of ways to keep myself occupied.  Cleaned out some of my drawers...put the clothes away that have been sitting so messily on my chair &amp; 'coat tree' - which shoudl really be called my 'random-clothes-tree'.  I fell asleep a lot of the time and was awaken by the lights in my room turning on!!!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;I madly rushed around the house doing things that I needed to do before another blackout hit...charging my cell, boiling water - my dad freaks out if he doesn't have coffee to drink, watching CP24..checking the good ole' email -obvioulsy nothing, no one else really writes besides those who are in the city.  Well there are some (Jo...Ray:)  but theyr'e quite busy with their stuff these days..(hope you're safe:)&lt;br /&gt;Talked to a couple of people online, apparently the Danforth area has had electricity since 10am!!! how is THAT fair??&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went out to get stuff for 2morrow's BBQ...there are a lot of ppl at dominion and they're quickly losing their bakery department.  I didn't help either...40 hamburger buns, 24 hotdog buns.  These people were laughing at me, but I didn't care, they were old and wrinkly...I'll let them laugh.  Went over to Alan's house..that fella's soo funny!  Poor boy is staying home alone..but at least he's got a gas stove!  He had a HOT dinner last night..BOOOOOOOOOOOOO hehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, just waiting for time to pass cuz I gotta go pick up my hottie from his house to watch some good ole' Chinese movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5685752-106098758905106280?l=changy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106098758905106280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5685752/posts/default/106098758905106280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://changy.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106098758905106280' title='Toronto...Blackout 2003'/><author><name>Denise</name><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></entry></feed>
