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  <title>ransom notes keep falling at your mouth</title>
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    <title>UGH</title>
    <published>2008-07-10T01:51:05Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-10T01:51:05Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I HATE ____________!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!! Burn book burn book!!!</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_trissa:13023</id>
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    <title>SHOES!!!!!!!!!!!</title>
    <published>2006-07-01T19:00:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-07-01T19:19:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I saw my Choos in The Devil Wears Prada. It's the first mauve pair that Nigel handed to Andrea in The Closet!!! Heehee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a 2nd pair of brand new Choos for a song! I was in a vintage store in Haight, was about to buy a scarf and then I saw my DREAM PAIR right behind the counter! I asked the cashier how much those Choos were and she said the price (my jaw dropped). I asked for the size... a size 6!!! Needless to say it totally made my morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it even better, it's my dream flat shoes! (Background story: I tried it on in the Sex and the City event's trading tent but this fat girl didn't wanna trade her flats for my heels. So i went home not 100% satisfied.) Now I have both! AINT LIFE SWEEEEEET!!!! The pair I got were also from the event, it's got the stamp on the sole. Someone probably couldn't sell her new shoes and decided to give it away to a vintage store. I think San Francisco has chocful of brand new Choos in places like Haight... hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what i REALLY want are black Christian Louboutin pumps with that black/red stilletto heel. Or on the frugal side, the Lalo black patent pumps of Steve Madden.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:ms_trissa:12655</id>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2006-06-01T20:22:00</title>
    <published>2006-06-02T03:55:44Z</published>
    <updated>2006-06-02T03:55:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Voices - Dario G</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Why is it, no matter how &lt;i&gt;gasgas&lt;/i&gt; the soundtrack, that The Beach CD makes me yearn for eternal blissful Paradise?! Who hasn't quoted, "I still believe in paradise..." and all that Leo lines. UGH, it's so old but YES I TRULY NEED THAT PARADISE!!! I don't like being on the 880 freeway crawling through the traffic while listening to the entire CD! AAAAARGH! &lt;i&gt;"its not where you go... Its how you feel for a moment in your life ... and if you find that moment... it lasts forever..."&lt;/i&gt; UH...YEAH RIGHT! I got work to do, bills to pay so it's SO NOT forever. I haven't been to any tropical place for over 2.5 years! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.5 YEARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOLY! I never realized how &lt;i&gt;tropical&lt;/i&gt; my country is!!! Not until I left! If I go back home... WHEN I go back home... I will rough it up somewhere and live without electricity and eat organic food. heck, i'd pick fruits and hunt if i had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Pat: Why can't we just drop everything and live a provincial life?&lt;br /&gt;   JJ: We are victims of capitalism.&lt;br /&gt;   (Pat in deep thought...)&lt;br /&gt;   JJ: We like Gucci and Prada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAY! PATAY!!!!</content>
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    <title>Pat &amp; Kat's Bachelorette Pad</title>
    <published>2006-05-23T02:20:55Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-23T02:20:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">WE'RE MOVING OUT!!!! I CAN'T WAIT!!!! Still on the waitlist.... I CAN'T DECIDE ON THE FURNITURES!!!! It's a cross (actually asterisk) of contemporary/shabby chic/baroque/glam/modern vintage/classy theme. I've been looking at Ikea, Pottery Barn and Urban Outfitters for DAYS... not to mention absorbing all magazines/ catalogs of home stuff. There's so much in my head and the only thing we've bought is a sleek black iron. Hahaha, whoopee!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited I can't even keep it from my 3 to 4-year-olds.</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2006-04-20T19:58:00</title>
    <published>2006-04-21T02:59:01Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-21T03:01:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;It all has to rhyme&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;it all must rhyme, do you understand?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;alrighty let's start, i'll be in command &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what would you do if there was cheese in you hair?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;go straight to Walgreens and purchase some Nair &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;how would you describe your bum?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;bouncy when beaten like a bonggo drum &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;where is the best place to fall in love?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;a romantic tryst that couples think of &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;is george bush a great guy?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sorta-kinda-yes-no-nay-aye &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;why is the sky blue?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;for a cool field of view &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;what is the best way to skin a cat?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;make sure you run over it to make it flat &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;would you like a great big hug?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i'd rather chug a sedative drug &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;are you on santa's naughty list?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i could if i would just persist &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;is there a word that rhymes with purple?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;the closest one is probably Urkel! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S37613/It_all_has_to_rhyme.html" title="It all has to rhyme"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; 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    <title>i love this movie/musical</title>
    <published>2006-04-13T02:38:50Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-13T02:49:56Z</updated>
    <lj:music>*HEY JC, JC won't you die for me*</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y216/pat_gangoso/Posted%20pics/judas2.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I came because I had to because I'm the one who saw&lt;br /&gt;Jesus can't control it like he did before&lt;br /&gt;And furthermore I know that Jesus thinks so too&lt;br /&gt;Jesus wouldn't mind that I was here with you&lt;br /&gt;I have no thought at all of my own reward&lt;br /&gt;I really didn't come here of my own accord&lt;br /&gt;Just don't say I'm DAMNED FOR ALL TIME!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I suppose Judas will never be black again.&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2006-02-25T15:18:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-25T23:19:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-02-25T23:25:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y216/pat_gangoso/holly.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly Golightly: &lt;i&gt;Listen...you know those days when you get the mean reds?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Varjak/Fred: &lt;i&gt;The mean reds? You mean like the blues?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holly: &lt;i&gt;No... the blues are because you're getting fat or because it's been raining too long. You're just sad, that's all. The mean reds are horrible. Suddenly you're afraid and you don't know what you're afraid of. Do you ever get that feeling?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul/Fred: &lt;i&gt;Sure.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2006-01-05T19:42:00</title>
    <published>2006-01-06T04:13:39Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-06T04:13:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">In my pubescent years i was raring to get to high school.&lt;br /&gt;Then high school was a blast, but i couldn't wait for college.&lt;br /&gt;And then college made me wanna work.&lt;br /&gt;And now im working and I'm thinking I can't wait for marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Before you know it I'm having my mid-life crisis.&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAAAACK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always want to go forward and then end up missing the past!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back to Bazooka Joes, Barbies and plastic balloons. When a soda was just 5 pesos and my workout was racing against the yucky boys. And I'd play chinese garter with my friends, making sure that I've got shorts under my school skirt to avoid exposing my undies! I'd get excited over a blank piece of paper and draw princesses and mermaids. When a blanket had endless possibilities for my pretend games. When food did not excite me so. Where oh where have those days gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wish I met Pepel when i was 4. That would be fun... Fun-er!</content>
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    <title>I can see your house...</title>
    <published>2005-12-31T16:41:41Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-06T03:39:55Z</updated>
    <lj:music>pitter patter rain</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I am &lt;i&gt;blown away&lt;/i&gt; with Google Earth (&lt;a href="http://earth.google.com/sites/"&gt;http://earth.google.com/sites/&lt;/a&gt;), I felt like I'm a secret agent spying on my friends! The program is über high tech, when you key in a location you kind of take a GIANT leap on the face of Earth then as you zoom down to your location the names of the country/state/cities materialize. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... so someone, some&lt;i&gt;thing&lt;/i&gt; is taking our pictures up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine creating this program?! You have to get rid of the clouds and delete every single person and keep the roads clear. I found out my house is the only one with a huge trampoline in  the backyard and a couple of our neighbors have pools. It's like Mapquest 3D! The maximum zoom to the house was still pretty clear. The Philippines was fairly represented-- highways with the usual dull grey mess you see from the airplane's take-off or landing. All cities were properly labeled. It's CRAZY! I can even get a top view of Pel's place so I could see his place in Jersey. Paul's place is ritzy, Cabo looks heavenly, Machu Picchu... AAAAGGGGH, it's a teaser that beckons us to see the best things on our planet!</content>
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    <title>Infecting the feckless...</title>
    <published>2005-12-24T02:00:28Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-31T16:45:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just finished watching a movie and i feel so tired! sat on the chair for too long... it didn't help that the man beside me bulged a bit over to my seat.&lt;br /&gt;this took my headache away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/icasocot2/bajarias_timyap.html"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/icasocot2/bajarias_timyap.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i detest this socialite, but you have to admit there's truth in this poet's angst.</content>
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    <title>Confessions</title>
    <published>2005-12-10T23:43:47Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-10T23:43:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Madonna: Confessions on a Dancefloor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">How high are the stakes? How much fortune can you make? Does this get any better? Should I carry on? Will it matter when I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will any of this matter?</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2005-12-08T03:45:00</title>
    <published>2005-12-08T03:46:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T03:47:19Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I NEED A VACATION!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help.</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2005-11-20T12:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-20T21:22:50Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-20T21:27:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday my yoga instructor did a no-show. It's totally irritating how people think it's OK to brush off commitments. We were a big group, just waiting for that insensitive ass! I feel bad I missed a class, it felt like my saturday wasn't complete. To make things worse, I was just wearing slippers so I couldn't workout. I HAVE NOTHING TO BE THANKFUL FOR CARLOS!!! NAMASTE MY BUTT!!! hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*peace peace peace peace*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to try Thai Kick Boxing today and it was a complete joke. First, I look stupid jabbing and shouting "UGH!". Second, the whole "girl power" vibe wasn't my thing (although the cd mix were AC Hardcourt songs!). Third, I felt sooo out of shape which made me feel bad... considering i just did a 2-mile jog &amp; sprint the other day and felt to damn good. Fourth, because i felt stupid I was stopping myself from lauging out loud while trying to keep up, I couldn't help myself coz WHAT IN THE WORLD WAS I DOING?! Fifth, the instructor was a chubby lady with a lot of spunk but then i was thinking, why in the world is she still fat? &lt;i&gt;ang sama ko ba?!&lt;/i&gt; oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were good in some sort of self-defense, I'd pass off as some Tekken character with my hairdo... EEP!!!</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2005-11-17T22:01:00</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T06:11:30Z</published>
    <updated>2005-12-08T05:52:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">THURSDAY NIGHTS ARE THE BEST NIGHTS EVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://i6.photobucket.com/albums/y216/pat_gangoso/thurs.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh, i can't sleep... too exciting!!! GO JULIE!!!  THE BEST MANIPULATING BITCH!!! I LOVE YOU RYAN I LOOOOVE YOU SETH I HATE YOU TAYLOR I LOVE YOU WILL I LOVE YOU CRAIG!!!! *whew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i love you boo! ;)</content>
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    <title>Poise under stress</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T17:15:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T17:15:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I HATE paper cuts. Had one just the other day, it happened so fast that it took my skin cells a minute to realize what had just happened and then it opened up and bled. Paper cuts hurt like hell, just like ant bites and electrifying nerve bumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also hate graceful accidents, the kind that is beautifully in slow-motion and you have the time to think about whats happening and ending with "oh shit" and then BOOM! A graceful booboo. I remember a friend of mine going down a car and her knees collapsed and she just slowly fell on her knees, with a poise that could have made Audrey Hepburn really proud. This happened right by a bar entrance, in front of one of our celeb crushes, who noticed the unfortunate incident. Even I died of embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But holy shit, how I hate my paper cut.</content>
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    <title>my turn...</title>
    <published>2005-09-27T02:55:19Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T16:48:26Z</updated>
    <lj:music>96.5 KOIT</lj:music>
    <content type="html">1. The age you will be on your next birthday: twenty three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:8f9vCkp_awkJ:www.counterpop.net/~meredith/lj/bethvisit/18%2520twenty-three.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The place you live: Fremont, CA (Bay Area)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:9s2T7pBsVj8J:www.beerme.com/graphics/beermats/1776.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. your favorite color: turquiose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:q-CLFDWsP_YJ:www.explorecrete.com/albums/album17/gramvoussa_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The place you want to get married: some grand cathedral...dunno yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:WWF9mPpTiIcJ:www.chuckbeat.com/boom/B%2520old%2520church%2520noho.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your first love: little twin stars &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:QEp7TA2U_4gJ:www.sanrio.co.jp/english/characters/w_chara/images/ts180.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite fruit or vegetable: brocolli greens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:1ZcrIC1gH44J:www.webcreationz.co.uk/image-archive/Food-Closeup-of-chinese-vegatables-on-a-plate.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your favorite animal: nudibranchs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:t94fAtp4QaYJ:sergeyphoto.com/underwater/nudibranchs/chromodoris-kuniei-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The last name of your favorite actor or actress: travolta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:KyNeg4j-U6AJ:www.soundsgreatvancouver.com/sgms/staff/travolta.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGH!!! my ultimate i-will-never-get-tired-of-you favorite... Hepburn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:tDWZwnaKMYwJ:home.uchicago.edu/~shelata/audrey_hepburn33.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The name of a pet: nickel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:mn4ChYMhq2YJ:images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B0000APYPK.03.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your favorite song right now: santa evita- evita OST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:jXASCAH4vnYJ:news.bbc.co.uk/olmedia/1025000/images/_1028552_teloeva.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A bad habit of yours: sentencing gas chamber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:AZAPiGwfvtEJ:media.jokesnstuff.us/images/multimedia/farting%2520fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Your middle name: isaac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.google.com/images?q=tbn:WJ7HuhzL1OwJ:www.christusrex.org/www1/stanzas/L17-Isaac.jpg"&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2005-09-25T13:06:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-26T02:21:16Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-26T02:21:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Elizabethtown: &lt;i&gt;"The best place to find yourself"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my case, it's the Bay Area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had the opportunity to see San Francisco from two new vantage points. One was a panoramic view of the city from ground level and the other was high on a hill overlooking the Bridge and neighboring islands. It really blew me away. The clear bluer-than-blue sky accented by the red Golden Gate Bridge and the sparkling turquoise water was a beauteous sight. Being the softie that I am, I just had to reflect on all the things that I've experienced away from home. Gone are the days of superficial tête-à-tête and hedonistic masquerades. Ha, I make it sound so bad. Ok, it was fun. But only to a certain point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the things that I've experienced here. The responsibility, independence, discipline... it's a lot different from what I've learned at home. Sure, I've learned and practiced all those things while growing up under my dad's house. In fact, I've filled-in a role that was pretty big for a teenager. But to step out of my comfort zone and jump into a different world is a fresh change. It's also wonderful that I get to experience all these with kindred spirits, people who are also open to new experiences and filled with the same hopes and dreams of their future. I realize that I have found myself, and I am satisfied even though my adventure has just begun. As much as I miss my home and family, I love San Francisco. It's the best place in the world and I wouldn't mind staying here for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realize, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; my home.</content>
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    <title>Kron 4 Sex and the City Premiere</title>
    <published>2005-09-20T04:54:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-20T04:54:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">YES!!! &lt;i&gt;"Free" and "Jimmy Choo" in one sentence!!! I AM STILL SO HIGH!!!&lt;/i&gt; I've tried on my shoes for the nth time already! It was an amazingly wonderful/crazy/exciting girl's bash ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have NEVER ever felt so lucky with these kinds of things. First of all, they were just giving away a thousand pair of shoes. I wanted to be in the top 300 sooo bad! And guess what number i got?! Number 27!!!! My friends and i lined up on Union Square at &lt;i&gt;midnight&lt;/i&gt; and we were ready with chairs, sleeping bags and fleece blankets! We totally camped! We had our food and stacks of magazines. Our bathroom was St. Francis Hotel so it wasn't bad at all. The wait was not bad because I was with the best girls ever. Time flies with great company. As expected, we've encountered mixed reaction from people who passed by. Who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men: "What again, For shoes?! Are they Nikes?" (quite a lot of em asked that)&lt;br /&gt;Women who cannot relate: "Whut the hell, for shoes?!" (the lady beside me replied, "Well your chunky old boots aren't hot!")&lt;br /&gt;And the nice ones: "Good luck girls! Go get those shoes! Get all dolled up!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people wanted to buy our spots for $250. Are they serious?! HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around noon time the "general public" (a term for the ones without numbers, we were not considered "general public" anymore) were dying to get into the event. But they could only join the booths for trivia &amp; prizes, make up counter, spa and auction. oooh... how i loved my spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD when the gates opened for us (this was by batch of 33 girls) we went into this tent and we were asked to be seated. The table had over a dozen beautiful shoes... stilleto heels, flats, pumps, strappy, icy jewelled and even long boots!!! sea foam green, mauve, pale pink, beige, tan, black, white, royal purple... I WANTED TO COMBUST!!! There was a battalion of shoe staff all dressed in baby pink tees, we had snotty looking waiters (in pink too) serving pink lemonade. The boss of the staff greeted us all and explained that the ladies waiting on us will get our sizes. And so after they all got our shoe sizes, the boss gave a go signal and MY GOLLY GEE WHIZ all the staff started rushing around getting our sizes, shouting for the certain shoe model, frantically giving out commands to each other... it was like the stock exchange, but not for money, for designer shoes. GOD DAMMIT I felt like a princess on a pedestal. The girl comes back to me and says, "This is Vanessa." And then she opens the box to reveal this mauve pointy pumps. GOODY GOODY GOSH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people outside of the event approached me and my friends to "take a peek" at the shoes we've received! Happy but tired, we ended our day with quite a big grin. We all hugged our boxes as we went home... after all, some psycho bitch might attack us, you'll never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kron.com/global/Story.asp?s=3818818"&gt;http://www.kron.com/global/Story.asp?s=3818818&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Sex and the City Bash</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T22:47:52Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-18T22:50:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Madonna- Material Girl</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Free Jimmy Choos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aint life sweet!</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2005-09-14T20:02:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-15T03:18:32Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-15T03:19:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>God-Blood, Sweat and Tears</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I'm totally craving for Pinoy food and it doesn't help that I'm enumerating the stuff that i miss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manga with bagoong&lt;br /&gt;fishballs, kikiam, squidballs&lt;br /&gt;Aysee sisig&lt;br /&gt;Lomi in Chocful of Nuts&lt;br /&gt;Potato Corner&lt;br /&gt;Greenwich pizza (everything on it) or Shakey's thin crust garlic pizza with dip&lt;br /&gt;Burger Machine&lt;br /&gt;Vcut&lt;br /&gt;Bulalo in Tagaytay&lt;br /&gt;carinderia food (agh this certain liver adobo! and viands with gata)&lt;br /&gt;Taba ng talangka&lt;br /&gt;Andoks&lt;br /&gt;House of Silvanas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN IT. I could go on forever.</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2005-09-13T19:18:00</title>
    <published>2005-09-14T04:44:11Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-14T04:44:11Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Onion Theory. Uncovering layers upon layers before reaching the core of one's being, each layer willingly exposed over the course of time. No violation of comfort pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, I am the butt of all jokes. Wizard, de-greenify me.</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2005-08-27T20:53:00</title>
    <published>2005-08-28T04:12:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-08-28T04:16:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Beatles- Here comes the Sun</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I spent my morning MAJORLY cleaning up my room. Everytime Kat's gone the Domestic Diva in me shines like windex-ed glass. Fresh sheets (with Downy of course), Pledged surfaces, vacummed carpet (spot cleaned pa), *almost* organized closet, Febreezed giant throw pillows and Raid ant repellent sprayed on the wood paneling... coz we are just darn too sweet and the black ants want to bite us. (Why, i am a walking advertisement!) IM FREAKING CLEANING SOMETHING EVERY SINGLE DAY!!! At home and at work! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i settled in bed and i got the best treat on tv... the Parent Trap on Hallmark channel! MY &lt;b&gt;*ULTIMATE FAVE MOVIE*&lt;/b&gt;! i never get tired of it and i just love saying the lines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'll take a whack at it."&lt;br /&gt;"I have a brilliant beyond brilliant idea!"&lt;br /&gt;"That girl is, without a doubt, the most horrible creature that ever walked the face of this planet! (Thank you, thank you very much!)"&lt;br /&gt;"In your honor, a royal flush."&lt;br /&gt;"You wanna know the *real* difference between us? &lt;br /&gt;Annie: Let me see... I know how to fence and you don't... Or I have class and you don't. Take your pick."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAH!!! Such a feel good movie! The cast was great, script was witty, locations were fantabulous... it's a classic in my book.</content>
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    <title>ms_trissa @ 2005-07-27T20:21:00</title>
    <published>2005-07-28T03:28:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-28T03:31:47Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Imogen Heap-ing</lj:music>
    <content type="html">AH GIGI i just had to try it too!!! Hehe... I stayed up for the first episode of season 2... EEEEEE!!!! Last shot of Stephen was when he went up the hot tub and his butt was just so ARGHHHH!!! This season is like the battle of the blondes, but who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephen Colletti is a weird guy... but he's still cute &amp;gt;;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;div align="center" style="width:450px;margin-top:20px;"&gt;&lt;form method="POST" action="http://www.bzoink.com/quizlet.php?id=1316&amp;amp;cmd=compile"&gt;&lt;table style="border:0px;width:450px;" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:14px;font-weight:bold;color:#fff;background-color:#C501A7;text-align:center;padding:5px;padding-bottom:0px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/quizlet.php?id=1316" title="**** Which Laguna Beach girl are YOU? ****" style="color:#fff"&gt;**** Which Laguna Beach girl are YOU? ****&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;color:#fff;background-color:#C501A7;text-align:center;padding:5px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Created by &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/users.php?id=stary3yed" title="User Profile" style="color:#fff"&gt;stary3yed&lt;/a&gt; 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A Trooper&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option&gt; My Benz&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option&gt; Don't have a car&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#EB01C2;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;How do you REALLY feel about Laguna?&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#FE70E6;color:#000;padding:5px;text-align:left;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" size="40" name="in5" maxlength="100" value="fun FUN!!!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#EB01C2;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You cause drama ___% of the time:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#FE70E6;padding:5px;text-align:left;color:#000;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;57%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" width="250px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FFD7FE"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FFBFFE"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF9FFD"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF82FC"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF5BFB"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF3EFA"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF1AFA"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#F900F2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#D700D1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#BF00BB"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#000000"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#FF1AFA"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#F900F2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#D700D1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="10px" bgcolor="#BF00BB"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FFD7FE"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FFBFFE"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF9FFD"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF82FC"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF5BFB"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF3EFA"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#FF1AFA"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#F900F2"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#D700D1"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td height="5px" bgcolor="#BF00BB"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#EB01C2;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Daddy's Weekly Allowence for his Princess:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#FE70E6;padding:5px;text-align:left;color:#000;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;$7,262.31&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#EB01C2;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Odds are you hooked up with Talan on:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#FE70E6;padding:5px;text-align:left;color:#000;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;November 01, 1989&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#EB01C2;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Will Stephen ever love you the way you want?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#FE70E6;padding:5px;text-align:left;color:#000;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not now&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:Verdana;background-color:#EB01C2;padding:5px;font-size:12px;color:#fff;text-align:right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are TOTALLY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td style="background-color:#FE70E6;padding:5px;text-align:left;color:#000;font-size:12px;font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v628/l00kitsJenna/LO.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;p style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:12px;color:#fff;background-color:#C501A7;text-align:center;padding:15px;padding-bottom:10px;margin:0px;"&gt;&lt;input type="hidden" name="cou" value="6" /&gt;&lt;input type="submit" name="submit" value="Try Quizlet Answers" style="background-color:white;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/createquizlet.php" style="color:#fff;" title="Create a Quizlet"&gt;Create a Quizlet&lt;/a&gt; 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    <title>hay long distance</title>
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    <title>pinprick effort to let others discover the unseen</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://www.mckenna.edu/mmca/fn/20/20-11-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you tell a story you couldn't believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out what these 3 film makers have to share. Let me rephrase that... check out what these 3 film makers aspire to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.invisiblechildren.com"&gt;http://www.invisiblechildren.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kind of makes me ask myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what have YOU been up to?</content>
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