<?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-3415415</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:34:28.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>testing</title><subtitle type='html'>testing</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-106993971451920037</id><published>2003-11-27T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-27T05:29:06.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOU KNOW WHAT, FUCK THIS SHIT&lt;br /&gt;YOU THINK YOU KNOW YOUR FRIENDS.  YOU THINK YOU KNOW WHO YOU CAN COUNT ON.  BUT FUCKING NO, THEY FUCKING TURN YOUR BACK ON YOU.  THAT'S FUCK UP.  YEA, I'M TALKIN TO ALL YOU MOTHER FUCKERS OUT THERE, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.  FUCK YOU AND YOUR FUCKING LIFE.  JUST FUCK OFF ALRIGHT?  THAT'S ALL I WANT.  IF THE TIME THAT WE SPENT MEANT ANYTHING AT ALL, EVEN A FUCKING MODICUM OF SHIT TO YOU, JUST FUCKING STAY THE FUCK AWAY.  I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE, JUST STAY THE FUCK AWAY, FOR ALL ETERNITY.  YOU THINK THAT I'M JUST SPEAKING FROM THE MOMENT, I DONT' REALLY KNOW THAT I'M TLAKING ABOUT.  BUT I'M FUCKING CLEAR AS FUCK AS TO WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON.  JUST STAY THE FUCK AWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-106993971451920037?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/106993971451920037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/106993971451920037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2003_11_23_archive.html#106993971451920037' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-90827061</id><published>2003-03-16T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-16T17:08:11.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>update!!!&lt;br /&gt;well, not much&lt;br /&gt;just wanna remind your ass to talk about the war in the site u'll be putting up over break&lt;br /&gt;tha's it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-90827061?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90827061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90827061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2003_03_16_archive.html#90827061' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-90296058</id><published>2003-03-07T04:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T04:18:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's 4:10am&lt;br /&gt;this is my fourth thursday in a row that i'm pulling an all-nighter&lt;br /&gt;just ridiculous, this paper would've taken two solid hours of writing, and yet i managed to distract myself w/ tv, AIM, and music&lt;br /&gt;stupid stupid stupid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatevers, i'll get this ish done, i always do, that's a comforting thought&lt;br /&gt;i got an A on the last two or three assignments that i did...so i'm hoping this is like the ones before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lenten season is upon us...i've given up cstrike, it's gone from my comp...i think i'm handling it pretty well so far haha&lt;br /&gt;joe said he's gonna give up AIM, why is he still online?  if the program is running, he is still using AIM...i dun get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd write more, but i gotta write on my paper, and i'm tired, and i want sleep, and it's gonna be a loooong two weeks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-90296058?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90296058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90296058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90296058' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-90214935</id><published>2003-03-05T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T19:24:54.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bezJEBUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;yes, i said bezJEBUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;omfrickinlord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that good mood i was in? fuckin gone, the moment i walked into my ece31lab lecture.  i walked in couple minutes late, and he was finishing up talking about how we need to turn in our lab reports for this week early so we can get started on our final project.  and when he said need, he meant, "if you don't, we will forceably fist u up the ass w/ this project in one large chunk because u won't have time, otherwise we'd forceably fist u slowly so it wouldn't hurt as much, but that won't be the case if you decide to turn in the report on time, you have to do it EARLY"  so yea, i NEED to do this shit like thursday nite so i'll have two whole weeks to do this final project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he announced the project today, saying "it's big enough that u're gonna have to devote a LOT of time to it, but it's also small enough that u still have to sell your soul to Lucifer in order to stop time and do this"  sounds like fun eh?  imma be a f'in mole for the next two weeks, not that i'm not already, but i'm going to be an even bigger mole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in the mood for domino's, "get the door, it's domino's" i hate that commercial.  i always imagined if i was in the family in the commercial when the door rang, i'd hear the narrator, and i'd open the door and sock the delivery guy.  it's not fuckin domino's, beitch! haha then they'd kick me off the set and i'd never work in this town again...not like i ever wanted to anyway&lt;br /&gt;OMG WHAT AM I SAYING!!! see how this project has me stressin already? BEZJEBUS!!!  yea, so i'm craving domino's even tho i hate their commercials, but i gotta wait to go to 8pm ash wednesday service w/ TONY'S MOM, aka TONY.  then it's time to gets my eats on, and then write another BS soc sci paper so i'll have time to finish this weeks ece lab EARLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days!&lt;br /&gt;(see, i told u i'd update more frequently)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-90214935?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90214935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90214935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90214935' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-90170603</id><published>2003-03-05T03:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T03:41:57.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm in the fsking best mood i've been in for A LOOOOOOOOOOOONG time&lt;br /&gt;i mean FSKING GOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;LIFE IS GOOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAA&lt;br /&gt;craziness =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-90170603?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90170603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90170603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90170603' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-90151811</id><published>2003-03-04T19:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-04T19:14:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's officially been 2 months since my last update...damn&lt;br /&gt;lemme see what i wrote...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, the family snowboarding trip, yes, those were good times&lt;br /&gt;"frickin seismic earthquake in yo face and ass" blast...wow, i don't even remember writing that shit, the fux was i smoking?  mebbe i SHOULD smoke something to justify my weirdness haha j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, there's a reason i'm updating, and it's not just to satisfy my readers' (by readers, i mean like 1 or 2) demands that i update, but that reason will be revealed later...let's highlight my life since the last update (no particular order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snowboarding w/ friends&lt;br /&gt;homegrown/all-american rejects concert&lt;br /&gt;the stereo concert (2nd show!!! and drinking!!!)&lt;br /&gt;dinner at chili's (more on that later)&lt;br /&gt;bbq at condo (this was kinda lame, not too many ppl, just food and i had to leave early =T)&lt;br /&gt;necklace/bacardi christmas present from april&lt;br /&gt;still waiting for sinfest book present from kelly grrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;schoolwork piling&lt;br /&gt;decided to buy a snowboard (will do that soon)&lt;br /&gt;decided to go on snowboard trip again w/ friends spring break wewt!!!&lt;br /&gt;applying to stanford (in process)&lt;br /&gt;making acquaintances with couple of fine girls (one of who turned out to be a bore)&lt;br /&gt;one of whom turned out to be angela, who turned out to be a cutie rawr!&lt;br /&gt;finding out my lil bro has three cute girls &lt;i&gt;in&lt;/i&gt; his life&lt;br /&gt;more schoolwork piling = less/almost no cstrike &lt;-- bad, very bad&lt;br /&gt;deciding i will finish my new site by the end of spring break&lt;br /&gt;deciding i will finish my new site by the end of spring break&lt;br /&gt;deciding i will finish my new site by the end of spring break&lt;br /&gt;quality time w/ dad&lt;br /&gt;lots of movies w/ bro&lt;br /&gt;two sleepless nites at the condo, smash'ing&lt;br /&gt;starting tutoring again&lt;br /&gt;too many all nighters doing labs and soc sci papers&lt;br /&gt;growing hate for soc sci and the idiots running the class&lt;br /&gt;bore bore bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea ok, so u're bored...moving on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at chili's:&lt;br /&gt;went to dinner w/ dj april theresa&lt;br /&gt;was drinking mango tea at an alarming rate&lt;br /&gt;drank two pretty quick&lt;br /&gt;waiter made comment about how fast i was drinking it&lt;br /&gt;drank two more really fast to spite him (yea, who kicks your ass now?)&lt;br /&gt;meals came&lt;br /&gt;drank only one during whole meal&lt;br /&gt;waiter made comment about how i had slowed down (that bitch haha j/k)&lt;br /&gt;i said i could prolly drink 9 total (abusing free refill policy)&lt;br /&gt;theresa said i couldn't&lt;br /&gt;i said i could&lt;br /&gt;she said i couldn't&lt;br /&gt;i said i could...&lt;br /&gt;she said she'll give me high five if i do&lt;br /&gt;she said i'll lose my manhood if i don't&lt;br /&gt;dj said he'll pay for my dinner if i drink 10&lt;br /&gt;i still lost manhood if i don't&lt;br /&gt;long story short (but still kinda long)&lt;br /&gt;i drank 10&lt;br /&gt;at the 10th, i could fill the liquid filling the tube leading down to my stomach&lt;br /&gt;i got a free dinner&lt;br /&gt;i retained my manhood!&lt;br /&gt;i am proud&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;*parade + confetti*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something happened yesterday that inspired me to blog&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to The Ataris (How I Spent my Summer Vacation), and these lyrics came up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"i looked at all the sights, i thought about how lucky i am now&lt;br /&gt;i was sick of being down, so i gave it all away&lt;br /&gt;2000 miles from all i kno, so much better off today"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at that exact moment when Kris was saying "lucky" i spot the license plate in front of me, is said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;"LCKY YOU"&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, the song has a different meaning, but u can obviously infer what i thought about this situation&lt;br /&gt;so right now, life is good&lt;br /&gt;i feel "lucky"&lt;br /&gt;i've started a new "chapter" in my life, iono, i just feel different&lt;br /&gt;i started working again&lt;br /&gt;i got over april&lt;br /&gt;i got over kelly being a flaker&lt;br /&gt;new girls have been introduced into my life (always a plus)&lt;br /&gt;i started to LOVE my major&lt;br /&gt;i feel closer to Alex&lt;br /&gt;it's all good, it's all fuckin gravy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea, i feel lucky, i'm a lucky guy, im' pretty happy, life has it's ups and downs, and i'm up right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i think, how far do i want to carry this whole "new" chapter, starting something new&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i'm apply to stanford, i don't think my chances are even in the remotest regions of possible, but what happens if i get in?  do i want to go there?  i know my dad is pushing the fuck out of me to transfer there, if i do get in, it's gonna be an all out fist fight between us in deciding what's gonna happen.  i'm serious, i'd have to knock him out to make him see that i want/need to stay in irvine.  and that begs the question, do i want to stay in irvine?  reflex answer would be "fuck yea, what the fuck are you thinking daniel?" then i'd slap myself upside the head&lt;br /&gt;but i think, wouldn't it be nice to start over again?  given, starting over has its negative aspects, i KNOW all about that, but new surroundings, new people, different EXPERIENCES.&lt;br /&gt;"i was sick of being down, so i gave it all away&lt;br /&gt;2000 miles from all i kno, so much better off today"&lt;br /&gt;yea i'm starting this "new" chapter, but i'm right on the trailing edge of that whole "being down" phase.  i guess it still has lingering effects.  wouldn't it be nice to completely "give it all away," be "2000 miles from all i kno," mebbe i'll be "so much better off."&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i'm not gonna get into stanford w/out a f''in 4.0 gpa, so why am i even thinking this shit.&lt;br /&gt;or mebbe i'm just stupid and i don't kno what the fuck i'm talkin about&lt;br /&gt;mebbe i don't really understand what's goin on in my life&lt;br /&gt;mebbe all these mebbe's are just mebbe's&lt;br /&gt;mebbe i've stopped making sense&lt;br /&gt;sigh...back to schoolwork[(aka. mebbe AIM but definitely no cstrike =(]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quick notes:&lt;br /&gt;website WILL be done by the end of spring break&lt;br /&gt;i'll be updating more frequently&lt;br /&gt;new website won't have a link to my blogger archives&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be more open, so if u don't like it, fuck off&lt;br /&gt;...yea, that's goin in my website as a disclaimer haha&lt;br /&gt;angela is a cutie, i'm gonna see her during spring break&lt;br /&gt;life is good...i think&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-90151811?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90151811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/90151811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90151811' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-86954327</id><published>2003-01-05T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-05T00:00:41.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, the new page ain't finished haha&lt;br /&gt;good job daniel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, three euphoric days of snowboarding over the weekend&lt;br /&gt;had a blast, no wait, it was more than just a blast, more like a "frickin seismic earthquake in yo face and ass" blast created by us s3xy people: me (of course), kristen, hannah, sel gi, hee weon, alan, ji weon&lt;br /&gt;my gawd, there were five different families habiting that tiny ass cabin at one time or another&lt;br /&gt;miracle mile is my bitch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-86954327?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/86954327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/86954327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#86954327' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-86509060</id><published>2002-12-25T00:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T01:35:43.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/marek21/pic.txt" ALIGN=CENTER width="850" height="500"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-86509060?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/86509060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/86509060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86509060' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-86508938</id><published>2002-12-25T00:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-25T00:08:23.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>whaddup blogger, u miss me?&lt;br /&gt;yah, i missed u too&lt;br /&gt;that's why i'm here to fulfill your most erotic pen dreams, in which i pen in a lot of stuff via the typewriter onto the web&lt;br /&gt;do u think ppl still read you?  well, that's okay, i'll still make sweet sweet prose with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh mr. goepel, u inspire me to this very day&lt;br /&gt;i need to find myself an interesting woman, drink wine, and have intellectual talks with her about intellectual stuff&lt;br /&gt;stuff...yes, i need stuff, stuff is good...&lt;br /&gt;i will rrrrrrrrrrravage her with my linguistics, RAVAGE!!!&lt;br /&gt;where was i?&lt;br /&gt;doley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah yes, all i see around me are couples.  even when i'm out, wherever i am, i'll think to myself how i could spend hours with a person at that place doing, u kno, stuff.  like last nite, i was at the pier at night, and i spied a bench looking out along the coast, a little more towards the sea than to the land.  wow, that was such a great view!  even though it was hella freezing out there, i could see myself with someone, just...there...something along those lines&lt;br /&gt;i am being so wasted here, all these thoughts, energies, need an outlet.  i'm being wasted, wasted i say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone i would care to be with is already taken.  i'm like, shit, give me a chance here.  but then again, there was a chance, but i was stupid not to see it...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;my love life is so full of follies, everything i do is wrong. shit, even not doing anything is wrong apparently.  so where does that leave me? and oh yes, let's not forget the fact that i finished watching &lt;u&gt;Chobits&lt;/u&gt;, and that's not helping any.  "person of my own," yep, gotta get me one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not like i'm depressed really, i'm having fun being around great people.  but every once in awhile, i feel like i need something more than what i have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i've finally completed my total HTML training (aka. finished reading the book) and i need to get started on my page.  just need to decide on a layout, pretty confident i could write up the code to the page entirely by myself once i have a set layout...well ok, i'll have to check the book twice...three times.  FRAMES FRAMES FRAMES!!! so excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw two towers with vic and kathy.  we played elimidate and i was clearly the victor cuz i called vic ugly, and he couldn't recover enough strength to finish the show.  so yea, kathy's an alkie, those two smirnoff bottles in her hands looked like they belonged there haha.  can't wait till the third installment of the trilogy.  makes me wanna go read the book o.O  haha, yea, that's something i gotta do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, grades came in.  lang managed to single handedly destroy a 4.0 quarter and bring my gpa down to a measly 3.57.  i swear to God, there's a place in hell for people like you, it's called hell, and u're going there.  douchebag!  your hell is gonna be you not being able to control your flatulence, so when you fart, the fire in hell will ignite the gas and it'll shoot up into your internal organs and u'll explode, then some weird hellish gravitational vortex force will reconstruct you back to yourself, but with your ass in your face, and the process will repeat.  next quarter = 4.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started working again on the...18th.  apparently, his grades started slipping right after i quit, so i was contacted, and i thought i might as well make some jeffersons during the break.  &lt;br /&gt;bling bling, cruising in my corolla, makin that dolla...eh, something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snowboarding in tahoe on the 4th with the fam.  how tight is that?  never been there, but i've only heard good things about the snow up there.&lt;br /&gt;then it's snowboarding w/ the peeps on the 11th.  tell me, how tight is that?  lemme answer, it's so tight that tight must now be spelled TITE!!!  man, those are gonna be good times.  too bad stuff isn't coming, WHY AREN'T YOU COMING???  meh...fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnd, that's a wrap folks! cut, print, something, something.&lt;div 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>doing an essay on a sunday nite&lt;br /&gt;brings me back to the days of goepel, ah, the glory days of goepel...&lt;br /&gt;i miss that class, i miss that guy&lt;br /&gt;i don't even like history and i took him for two years cuz he's that damn good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho, paper sux&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanksgiving weekend was good&lt;br /&gt;good mix of family and friends, usually get to only spend time w/ one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big thanksgiving dinner at my aunt's place, tonsa food&lt;br /&gt;suffered a food coma and slept on the way home&lt;br /&gt;ate so much, the food coma came before the meal as i slept on the way there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drank lots of red grape cider and watched cribz&lt;br /&gt;those people are ridiculously rich, shaggy's "dungeon," complete with the million dollar poster thingie of himself made of diamonds, is worth more than my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alumimum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got up early to do some christmas shopping at brea with christine&lt;br /&gt;for a guy, i find myself in the victoria's secret store quite often...weird...&lt;br /&gt;lines at the stores are also ridiculous, i went in to buy a pair of jeans, picked one out in 10 minutes, spent 30+ minutes in line to buy it&lt;br /&gt;oh well, gave me time to check out the hunnies =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at a place called molca salsa, good mexican shit (shit as in food, not as in the food was shit, more like, it was the shit, as in it was good shit)&lt;br /&gt;carne asada + super french fries = full&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed over to the theatres to check out 8 mile cuz neither of us had seen it&lt;br /&gt;time didn't match so we saw the ring, which IMO is way overrated.  wasn't that scary...story was okay, i guess&lt;br /&gt;dunno what the hell ppl were talkin about being all scared and...yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa talkin the whole day... man, i need a gf to spend the whole day with like this =T&lt;br /&gt;was recommended to watch dogma cuz it's disturbing how badly they portrary the catholic church, so i mosied back to irvine to watch it w/ the guys&lt;br /&gt;that movie is the worst piece of shit ever made (bad shit, not good shit like the food, but bad)&lt;br /&gt;story just dragged on and on and on +1 to infinite.  and catholics are not what was portrayed in that movie&lt;br /&gt;i pity those actors for taking on such roles, how disturbing, especially if any of them were christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up VERY late&lt;br /&gt;saw die another day the next day, which was okay i guess.  crap compared to classic bond w/ moore and connery, but ok nonetheless cuz it's bond&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep VERY early&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't get to chill w/ the loyola gang as originally planned, which was a bummer, but oh wells, christmas vacation is rolling around, time enough then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked over snowboarding w/ mom, yea, we're not going during christmas break, sorry guys&lt;br /&gt;never fear tho! we'll go the weekend of first week of winter quarter, when it gets cheaper, A LOT cheaper as a matter of fact.  add that to me goin snowboarding AGAIN w/ family members during martin luther king jr. holiday, daniel is one happy camper =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm back writing an essay after a double dose of the practice&lt;br /&gt;whoop-dee-fucking-doo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, my new site is nowhere near completed, i'll get that ish done over the break&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-85369373?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/85369373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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absent for about 3 months...&lt;br /&gt;and yet here i am, cuz i haven't gotten around to finishing my own page&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogger, u can go suck some goats&lt;br /&gt;help the damn people who are getting the 503 error message so they don't have to change their damn templates&lt;br /&gt;not like u read this anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-82125656?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/82125656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/82125656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_09_22_archive.html#82125656' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-79023547</id><published>2002-07-16T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-16T09:31:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="9900FF"&gt; Happy Birthday April! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/marek21/pooh.txt"&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-79023547?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/79023547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/79023547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_07_14_archive.html#79023547' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78767566</id><published>2002-07-10T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-10T00:34:26.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'M MELTING!!!  AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!  My skin is finally peeling, after about five days of indescribeable itching/pain, it's peeling...and I feel like I'm melting or something...  I was driving back from work with the windows open, and I had on a pretty loose shirt, and I saw a piece of my skin fly out the window.  Add this to the fact that I will be taking medicine soon that will literally be sloughing off my skin in order to get rid of the acne...  So yes, I am now a walking skin-sloughing machine.  I actually thought about this a couple days ago, wouldn't it be cool if I could peel off all my skin in one piece?  No, wait, that wouldn't be cool, that'd just be weird...and yet an accomplishment I can be sorta proud of nonetheless...I think...  I guess I could have just given it to KELLY to walk around in or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is disappearing like...like...shit that disappears easily.  Bought two &lt;u&gt;Ender's Game&lt;/u&gt; copies so BEN and I could read it, an HTML book, router, and gum.  Frickin GUM!!!  It's like cocaine, it's becoming an expensive habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New site will be up by the end of this week, hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;It'll be crappy, but I'll be changing things constantly till it looks 1337.&lt;br /&gt;If you wanna read, ask for the addy, I'm just curious as to who actually reads the ish I put up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;br /&gt;much love to y'all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78767566?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78767566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78767566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78767566' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78714355</id><published>2002-07-08T20:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-08T20:37:32.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K-Y-C-R!&lt;br /&gt;clap clap, clap clap, clap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this HUGE smile plastered on my face and I can't get rid of it.  I took pictures, but they're so blindingly bright that I would feel bad for causing anyone retinal damage.  Actually, I just didn't like the way the pictures came out, I'm so unphotogenic =(.  Why is Daniel so smiley-faced?  Cuz he went on the most dopest phatest skinnyest retreat ever!  There's so much to write, but for the sake of not boring whoever the hell reads this page and scaring them off for life, I'll keep it several sentences short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suffice it to say, this retreat was a life-changing experience.  Wait.  That would be a total understatement, so screw suffice...if that makes sense.  Anyhow, I learned something grand, and yet simple, at the same time.  God loves me.  GOD LOVES ME!  I mean, jebus, this just boggles my mind.  I came to this realization two days ago, and when it struck me, I was stunned.  I sat for well over an hour going over that single thought in my head.  Hard to see how this had slipped past me so many times, being exposed to it practically all my life through Catholic School, through several retreats, through a Catholic community, and through Catholic parents.  Well shit, I finally understand what it really means to have God love me.  And lemme tell you, it's f'in refreshing as hell.  And this is why I can't get rid of this smile.  This can be explained way better in person, so ask me in person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much much MUCH love goes out to DON, LIZZY, RICHARD, ROSA, LUCY, AUGUSTINE, ANNA, JEREMY, and of course, JEANNA.  You guys f'in rock, shit, I can't even come up with anything suitable to say for you guys.  Words seriously cannot describe the experience I had thanks to you.  You know what I mean, so I'll leave it at that =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling the love right after the retreat, stopped by DJ's pad and gave everyone there a big ass hug and an "I love you," whether they wanted it or not, haha.  Had some grub and played housewife and washed everything in the sink.  Shelled out some dough to help pay for the fridge, not a bad house warming gift, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back home to a frickin cork in my face from a champagne bottle.  Hah, right...  Just felt nice that my family had prepared a little "Welcome Back" shindig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would've been the perfect blog to start off with my new layout, seeing as how the retreat was about New Life in the Spirit...alas, I haven't started coding =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worrying about the alarming rate at which my money is disappearing =(:&lt;br /&gt;Fridge&lt;br /&gt;Gas, almost twice a frickin week!&lt;br /&gt;Retreat&lt;br /&gt;Cell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Retreat ish&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jeanna&lt;/b&gt; (asking everyone): Let's go around and you guys can share your name, and why you came to this retreat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ken&lt;/b&gt;: Ken, my mom made me come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tom&lt;/b&gt;: Tom, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Raphael&lt;/b&gt;: Raph, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lucia&lt;/b&gt;: Lucy, mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Richard&lt;/b&gt;: Richard.  I came here because Jeanna made me come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of people who recently graduated from UCI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIZZY looks/acts EXACTLY like CHRISTINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When all the Koreans gathered together to celebrate the World Cup, how did the people in the middle go to the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;-if you've seen a picture of the huge crowd, you'd wonder too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweat like a pig" doesn't make sense cuz pigs don't sweat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather burn or freeze to death?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who pretended he had an invisible son named Thomas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&gt;Keep it simple&lt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for now, God bless&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78714355?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78714355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78714355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78714355' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78560164</id><published>2002-07-04T13:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-08T12:02:22.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh ED ED ED, what in the world would I do w/out you? =)  Thanks for being there for me and setting me straight.  My life seems to much different to me now, I see it in a much better light.  Yah, much love goes out to ya roomie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 4th everyone!  Go out and enjoy it.  Enjoy the fireworks, be careful to anyone setting off illegal one's...especially those in Monterey Park, where setting off fireworks is not illegal, for some reason.  I saw a guy setting off some big fireworks thingie yesterday and right afterwards, he started yelling a great deal of expletives...so yah, be careful y'all.  Have a safe one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Never get sunburned, cuz it hurts like a mother.&lt;br /&gt;Note to self2: Never shower while sunburned, cuz it hurts like a mother's mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tam (1:37:10 AM): http://gensay.alticast.com/imagebrowse.php?base=photo/sexy_korea&amp;index=2&lt;br /&gt;Tam (1:37:17 AM): i kno u love the world cup too&lt;br /&gt;-yah...of course i love the world cup...check out pic 14, haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anyone that cares, imma learn me some html next week and expand what little knowledge i have in the language...and some java too, or whatever that language is called, javascript?  This whole bland layout will be ravamped and made s3xifi3d =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sites to check out on a regular basis, cuz they r0x0rz&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sinfest.net&lt;br /&gt;http://www.reslifecomics.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.theonion.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.penny-arcade.com&lt;br /&gt;http://www.licensetochill.ca&lt;br /&gt;http://www.pvponline.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50rry 4 a11 th1s 1337 sp34k, dunn0 wha7's g0tt3n int0 me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later days all, i'm outs like a fat kid in dodgeball&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78560164?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78560164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78560164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78560164' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78531860</id><published>2002-07-03T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-03T19:04:39.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=50 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO FRICKIN BORED!!!  this is why i f'in blog, cuz i'm F"IN BORED TO DEATH RIGHT NOW!!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better be home ed, i'm comin over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78531860?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78531860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78531860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78531860' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78522864</id><published>2002-07-03T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-03T13:57:37.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So Daniel, why do you blog?  What¡¯s the point?&lt;br /&gt;Don't know, I guess no reason really...don¡¯t even know why I started¡¦is there a point to continuing¡¦&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78522864?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78522864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78522864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78522864' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78522748</id><published>2002-07-03T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-03T13:55:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oppko112 (11:46:45 PM): its good to hear this kinda shit sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Dman4214 (11:46:53 PM): how is it good?&lt;br /&gt;Oppko112 (11:47:00 PM): cuz i need a good kick in the ass sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Dman4214 (11:47:10 PM): why?&lt;br /&gt;Oppko112 (11:47:21 PM): cuz sometimes i might feel a lil too conceited&lt;br /&gt;Oppko112 (11:47:28 PM): and i might think im cooler than i really am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true that brian, i feel the same exact way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78522748?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78522748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78522748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78522748' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78522504</id><published>2002-07-03T13:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-03T13:50:12.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rekindling my love for incubus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;There's something about the look in your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Something I noticed when the light was just right &lt;br /&gt;It reminded me twice that I was alive &lt;br /&gt;And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest fear will be the rescue of me &lt;br /&gt;Strange how it turns out that way &lt;br /&gt;Could you show me dear...something I've not seen? &lt;br /&gt;Something infinitely interesting &lt;br /&gt;Could you show me dear...something I've not seen? &lt;br /&gt;Something infinitely interesting &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something about the way you move &lt;br /&gt;I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing &lt;br /&gt;More subtle than something, someone contrives &lt;br /&gt;Your movements echo that I have seen the real thing &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-echo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get to where I'm going? &lt;br /&gt;Will I ever follow through with what I had planned. &lt;br /&gt;I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted &lt;br /&gt;and the directions for me are a lot less in demand. &lt;br /&gt;Will I ever get to where I'm going? &lt;br /&gt;If I do, will I know when I am there? &lt;br /&gt;If the wind blew me in the right direction would I even care? &lt;br /&gt;I would. &lt;br /&gt;I take a look around; it's evident the scene has changed. &lt;br /&gt;And there are times when I feel improved upon the past. &lt;br /&gt;Then there are times when I can't seem to understand at all &lt;br /&gt;and yes it seems as though I'm going nowhere... &lt;br /&gt;really fucking fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-nowhere fast&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To see you when I wake up &lt;br /&gt;is a gift I didn't think could be real. &lt;br /&gt;To know that you feel the same as I do &lt;br /&gt;is a three-fold, utopian dream. &lt;br /&gt;You do something to me that I can't explain. &lt;br /&gt;So would I be out of line if I said, &lt;br /&gt;I miss you. &lt;br /&gt;I see your picture, I smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine. &lt;br /&gt;You have only been gone ten days, but already I'm wasting away. &lt;br /&gt;I know I'll see you again &lt;br /&gt;whether far or soon. &lt;br /&gt;But I need you to know that I care &lt;br /&gt;and I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-i miss you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dig my toes into the sand &lt;br /&gt;The ocean looks like a thousand diamonds &lt;br /&gt;strewn across a blue plain &lt;br /&gt;I lean against the wind &lt;br /&gt;pretending I am weightless &lt;br /&gt;and in this moment I am happy, happy... &lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here &lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here &lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here &lt;br /&gt;I wish you were here &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-i wish you were here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I hadn't made me, I'd have fallen apart by now. &lt;br /&gt;I won't let 'em make me, it's more than I can allow. &lt;br /&gt;So when I make me, I won't be papier-mache. &lt;br /&gt;And if I fuck me...I'll fuck me in my own way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-make yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better than watching Geller bending silver spoons &lt;br /&gt;Better than witnessing newborn nebulas in bloom &lt;br /&gt;She who sees from up high smiles and surely sings &lt;br /&gt;Prospective pries her once weighty eyes and it gives you wings &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't felt the way, I feel today &lt;br /&gt;In so long it's hard for me to specify &lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to notice &lt;br /&gt;How much this feels like a waking limb &lt;br /&gt;Pins and needles, nice to know you &lt;br /&gt;Good-bye, Nice to Know You &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-nice to know you&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;A decade ago, I never thought I would be, &lt;br /&gt;at twenty three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion. &lt;br /&gt;Woe-is-me. &lt;br /&gt;But I guess that it comes with the territory; &lt;br /&gt;an ominous landscape of never ending calamity. &lt;br /&gt;I need you to hear, I need you to see that I have had all I can take and &lt;br /&gt;exploding seems like a definite possibility to me. &lt;br /&gt;So pardon me while I burst into flames. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-pardon me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy? &lt;br /&gt;Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhere, &lt;br /&gt;maybe if we looked hard enough, we could find a backdoor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-privelege&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear. &lt;br /&gt;And I can't help but ask myself &lt;br /&gt;how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer. &lt;br /&gt;It's driven me before, &lt;br /&gt;and it seems to have a vague, &lt;br /&gt;haunting mass appeal. &lt;br /&gt;But lately I am beginning to find &lt;br /&gt;that I should be the one behind the wheel. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there with open arms and open eyes. &lt;br /&gt;Whatever tomorrow brings, &lt;br /&gt;I'll be there I'll be there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-drive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet me in outerspace &lt;br /&gt;We could spend the night, watch the earth come up &lt;br /&gt;I've grown tired of that place, wont you come with me &lt;br /&gt;We could start again &lt;br /&gt;How do you do it, make me feel like I do &lt;br /&gt;How do you do it, its better than I ever knew &lt;br /&gt;Meet me in outerspace &lt;br /&gt;I will hold you close, If your afraid of heights &lt;br /&gt;I need you to see this place, It might be the only way &lt;br /&gt;That I can show you how, it feels to be inside of you &lt;br /&gt;How do you it, make me feel like I do &lt;br /&gt;How do you do it, its better than I ever knew &lt;br /&gt;How do you do it, make me feel like I do &lt;br /&gt;Do oh oh oh oh oh &lt;br /&gt;You are stellar &lt;br /&gt;You are stellar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-stellar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78522504?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78522504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78522504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78522504' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78450738</id><published>2002-07-01T22:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T22:17:40.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm taking my life for granted way too much.  I have to admit, I have it pretty good, I basically live an adult life with little responsibilities.  Talking to my mom about when she first came to the US by herself, well, I'm living a life ten times better than that, and yet I quibble.  Hopefully you've shaped up in the future, future Dan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78450738?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78450738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78450738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78450738' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78450157</id><published>2002-07-01T21:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T21:59:38.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BEN called in sick...took ALEX to see MINORITY REPORT cuz he looked bored...no wait, that was me too, heh.  Damn, there goes 40 bucks, stupid viruses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Funnies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angrybot: You're fired! Fired from school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angrybot: If God didn't want us to kill our problems away, he wouldn't have given us guns and things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angrybot: No, my creditcard is not rejected, YOU'RE REJECTED!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony: I didn't cross the border, the border crossed me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jose: I saw this guy's nipples, and they were like possum nipples.&lt;br /&gt;&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/3415415-78450157?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78450157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78450157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78450157' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78422889</id><published>2002-07-01T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T09:31:29.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's love?  Better yet, let's go to the beginning and ask what's it take to like someone so that later on it will be love?  Is it just time?  If you spend enough time with them, will you just get to like them?  I've heard people say that you love you're in love when you feel comfortable around them.  So if you spend enough time with a person, does that mean you'll get to like them, like them in the love-sense?  How do you know if you like them?  I've heard people say that it's "the click."  Well, what's "the click?"  How do you know it's a "click?"  I've already felt like there was a "click" a couple times this year and apparently they aren't clicks.  Can you make it a click by your effort?  Do you have to work to make it happen?  Cuz I'm a pretty passive guy, and I haven't really worked to make a click.  Things just happen and I passively let it happen.  Never have I really stuck my head out and risk failure.  I've only dipped my toe in the water and found out it wasn't for me, so I let it go.  I don't like it, it pains, but it doesn't kill me.  I like to think that I do something, but it's just self-deception.  I try, yah right.  Funny how I know I'm kidding myself, but I don't change it...  So what do I do?  TONY once told me that life is 10% what happens and 90% how you react.  So my life is what I make of it, how I react to situations.  So I guess I'm failing all my classes of like/love.  And sometimes, I fail before I even realize that I'm in the frickin class.  How weird, I don't do anything for fear of failure, and yet that itself is a failure.  And then it's just a vicious cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand what you¡¯re going through&lt;br /&gt;but not these stupid things you do&lt;br /&gt;it¡¯s just another part of you&lt;br /&gt;but she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;every now &amp; then you make up your face to pretend&lt;br /&gt;you know it¡¯s a shame what they say it¡¯s in awful taste&lt;br /&gt;well this time my friend it¡¯s the end&lt;br /&gt;the only one who understands&lt;br /&gt;the only guy who¡¯ll stand by your side tonight&lt;br /&gt;I understand what you¡¯re going through&lt;br /&gt;but not these stupid things you do&lt;br /&gt;it¡¯s just another part of you&lt;br /&gt;but she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;now you¡¯re out of control but you seem to think it don¡¯t show&lt;br /&gt;you know it¡¯s a shame what they say it¡¯s in real bad taste&lt;br /&gt;but they might have a point it¡¯s your life that you waste&lt;br /&gt;the only one who understands&lt;br /&gt;the only guy who dries all the tears you cry&lt;br /&gt;I understand what you¡¯re going through&lt;br /&gt;but not these stupid things you do&lt;br /&gt;it¡¯s just another part of you&lt;br /&gt;but she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best to reach you&lt;br /&gt;I tried my best but it¡¯s the same thing&lt;br /&gt;it¡¯s always the same thing&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna slip away &amp; leave us today&lt;br /&gt;it won¡¯t make your problems just go away&lt;br /&gt;I understand what you¡¯re going through&lt;br /&gt;but not these stupid things you do&lt;br /&gt;it¡¯s just another part of you&lt;br /&gt;but she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;she turned around to walk away&lt;br /&gt;a different guy for everyday&lt;br /&gt;this is a song of much dismay&lt;br /&gt;still she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;&amp; she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;cuz she would never go with me&lt;br /&gt;-the stereo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78422889?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78422889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78422889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78422889' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78420265</id><published>2002-07-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T08:22:46.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks for the nite out at Old Town Pasadena 202C.  Started out at APRIL's house.  KELLY came over dressed up CLEEEEAN.  Drove over to the Crocodile Cafe, where they apparently don't serve crocodile burgers to my dismay.  KELLY brought out the exhibitionist in me, "Watch where your hands are going under the table, oh, ooooooh, oooooooooohhh!"  You're too much fun KELLY =).  Walked around, stopped by Victoria's Secret, the girls refused to try anything on =(.  Got sprayed and started smelling "fruity" thanks to KELLY.  Stopped by the GAP and realized how horrible APRIL and I look in hats, KELLY looked good tho.  JCrew, tried on an outfit picked out for me, didn't like it.  Picked out an outfit for APRIL, who came out lookin kinda weird. Starbucks, where APRIL had this urge to call ED, which she did, and he turned out to be in Vegas with JEN (sry to interrupt the wedding ED).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to visit my old house in Montebello afterwards, ahhhh, such sweet memories...or lack of.  Asked my mom about it, and it was in fact 833 Bradshaw Ave.  Felt kinda weird, didn't know what to do 'cept just stand there.  Passed by Bella Vista, my elementary school.  Couple of weird coincidences, I was in the same 1st grade class as APRIL and I was also in the same YMCA afterschool program with KELLY.  What are the chances that we meet again in the dorms?  Another weird thing, on the way to APRIL's house, passed by a private high school and realized I'd been there before for my junior high football playoff game.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met with KELLY &amp; APRIL's friend SARA(H?), who reminds me of KATE...  Chilled at Starbucks where I tried to make a pass at SARA and failed.  Then chillaxed till the start of the next day at APRIL's pad.  Hopefully that thing w/ her bro works out.  Her couches are soooooo comfy!  Found out how a mace spray really works.  Thanks again for the night out =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONY called unexpectedly late the next night.  Wanted to go bowling, couldn't turn that down.  Put some highlighter on my fingertips over at his house and headed over for some cosmic bowling with TONY and his crew.  My team lost all three matches =(.  Four bucks went towards paying for TONY's meal after the game at Pete's hamburger place.  Sat through a barrage of TONY's mom/sister jokes, his friends are too funny.  Dispersed so the guys could watch the World Cup at 3am.  Got back home kinda late, my eyes marvelled at the number of popo's on the streets in South Gate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78420265?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78420265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78420265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78420265' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78299594</id><published>2002-06-27T21:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T21:40:27.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got to work early for the first time...I guess they were just used to me coming a little bit late so BEN wasn't even home.  Watched part of &lt;i&gt;Pearl Harbor&lt;/i&gt; with his bro.  Got me thinking.  Why did they take empty drums of gasoline onto the plane?  It's like, "Do we have any gas in the back?" "NO! They're all empty!"  the hell...  (should i just call them empty drums, cuz i don't think i can really say empty drums of gasoline if there is no gasoline in there...)  The hell is BEN AFFLECK's character's name?  Wraith?  Raid?  Raithe?  That love triangle that was goin on...that was just sick, SICK!  And BEN, my student, seems to be getting worse at math everyday...it's frickin Algebra I for cryin out loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My BABY looked like it had been carpetbombed by the collective feces of a fleet of pigeons.  I never parked under a tree...the heck!  Took it to a "Hand" Car Wash and shelled out frickin 20 bucks just cuz i was lazy and didn't want to clean the inside myself.  Could've done a better job taking it to the $1 Car Wash and doing it myself.  Two bigass misconceptions there.  It's not really a "Hand" Car Wash cuz it's taken through a big ol' machine, and then just dried by hand.  $1 Car Wash really takes $6 to get it squeaky clean, not a spot of anything on the car.  Found a lot of small scratches on my car.  Today is a sad day =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Funnies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So what'd u do in school today?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Oh, we played this number game where you...&lt;br /&gt;(driving by two supple young teenage girls jogging on the sidewalk)&lt;br /&gt;(voices trails off, head slowly rotates)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Where you what?&lt;br /&gt;Alex: Huh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78299594?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78299594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78299594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78299594' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78256154</id><published>2002-06-26T21:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-26T22:00:43.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's a small world after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to BRIAN, found out that we both know ELAINE and PATRICIA.  ELAINE was in my Humanities Discussion first quarter, but I never talked to her cuz she was so quiet.  Met her online as one of BRIAN's friends, and we were like "Whoa, stop the frickin horses!"  Something like that.  While talking about that, I found out that BRIAN had met PATRICIA on the first day of welcome week at the Bren Events Center.  WEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRRRRRRRRDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt kinda bad cuz I broke the sad knews to BEN that UCR is not one of the premiere UC schools.  Yes, his mom had told him otherwise...I guess to make him feel good when he does get in there.  Not like he wouldn't have found out later...  Hope his mom doesn't fire me -_-;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Points to Ponder&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What is the current ostrich population?&lt;br /&gt;2.) Where do ostriches live?&lt;br /&gt;3.) Am I spelling "ostrich" correctly?&lt;br /&gt;4.) Am I crazy, or does that just look wrong?&lt;br /&gt;5.) What would life be like without opposeable thumbs?&lt;br /&gt;6.) Should that be "opposeable" or "opposable?"&lt;br /&gt;7.) Why am I teaching vocab if I'm not sure about questions 3 and 6?&lt;br /&gt;8.) Can dolphins walked on land if they really tried?&lt;br /&gt;9.) Where did the saying "Kill two birds with one stone" come from?  I mean really, how can you kill two birds with one stone?  You might as well say "Kill two ants with one step"...or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;10.) Where are these crazy ponderable points coming from?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78256154?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78256154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78256154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78256154' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78233566</id><published>2002-06-26T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-26T11:53:18.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do not like this catching-up business with my blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY belated BIRTHDAY ED!!!  Went to mass at 11am.  Again, pleasantly surprised by someone who recognized me.  As I turn around for the "Peace be with you" part of the mass, I spy a looker behind me.  First thoughts through my head, "Aw crap, I must look like crap," cuz I had just woken up, put on whatever and rushed out the door.  She says, "Peace be with you, Daniel."  I'm like, the hell...how does she know my name?  "Michelle, remember? We went to John Adams together, fifth grade."  I had to turn around to pay attention to mass again, but I looked back about ten time.  Who the hell was this girl, I VAGUELY remember a Michelle during elementary school.  I can't even find my yearbook.  I think she realized that I didn't really remember her, but she was cool about it.  I caught up with her after mass and she asks, "What's my name?"  Of course I know now.  She laughs it off, smiles, and says, "Ok, good."  So we "catch-up" I guess, on the walk back to the parking lot.  There she gives me her number.  Wish I knew what to do with it...not like I know her or anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home, feeling pretty good about myself, naturally =).  Typed some stuff up for my mom and got ready for ED's b-day bash.  Headed over around 4:30pm and found the house already filling up with people.  Before I even stepped into the house JASON somehow managed to rip out the straps on my sandals.  NOOOOOOOO!!!  Fixed it but it feels different...  JCrew sandals are sooooooooo comfy...GO BUY A PAIR!  Anywhos, BRIAN was already there, met JEN (EDs lady) for the first time, very cool person.  Lemme see if I remember everyone that came.  JEN, BRIAN, LOUIE, NELSON, YAN(?), CHRIS(?), HAHN, STEVE(?), AL, ARNOLD, FRED, JAMIE, PRISCILLA, DAN, YULY, MISHI, and RAE.  BRIAN and I represented Mesa Court, practically everyone else was from Middle Earth.  Got my ass beat in three games of Ping Pong against BRIAN =(, none of the games were even close.  Ate some food and we all headed out to play some ball.  Three parks were full, so we settled on the courts at St. Margaret Mary.  HAHN kicked some little kids off the court and we played some ball.  Two 5v5 games, thought I did fairly OK, but missed some EASY lay-ups and a CLEEEEAN alley-oop =(.  Stuffed ED and ARNOLD once each =D.  The others were apparently playing a sexually suggestive version of H-O-R-S-E, led by who else but BRIAN.  Wish I could've watched.  Light disappeared and we headed back to ED's place.  People began leaving.  The eight of us left played some Taboo.  ED, AL, DAN, and me(the guys) vs. HAHN, RAE, JEN(the girls), and BRIAN(the whore).  We kicked ass, so many funny moments.  Soon it was just ED, JEN, RAE, BRIAN, and me left, and we decided to get our Karaoke on!  Off the top of my head, we sang &lt;i&gt;Close to You, Lean on me, Ain't No Mountain High Enough, Bohemian Rhapsody, Hard to Say I'm Sorry, More Than Words, Tearin' Up My Heart, I Swear, A Whole New World&lt;/i&gt; and....well, several more, can't think of the names right now (and this is why I hate catching up on blogs...forget stuff).  The guys got a high score for the night with a 95 on &lt;i&gt;Tearin' Up My Heart&lt;/i&gt;.  High five! =).  Sang &lt;i&gt;Lean on Me&lt;/i&gt;, giving it my all, with BRIAN one more time before leaving.  Dead tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up when my body wanted to, such a good feeling as opposed to waking up to an alarm.  Headed out to tutor.  Stopped by ALAN's house afterwards.  Me being a sucker for sports movies, sat down and watched &lt;i&gt;Remember the Titans&lt;/i&gt;, even though I had already seen the damn movie already, and I was tired and wanting to go home.  Got back at 9:00pm and grabbed a quick bite to eat with my bro before we headed out for movie night.  We both wore that red Korean soccer shirt, the one that says "Be the Reds!"  Arrived on time for the 9:20 showing of &lt;i&gt;Lilo and Stitch&lt;/i&gt;.  Great movie.  I'm also a huge fan of Disney animation =).  The fire alarm went off 30 minutes into the movie and we sat through about 10 more minutes of those damn movie commercials before the movie started again.  Must watch &lt;i&gt;Minority Report&lt;/i&gt; soon, I think I'm the only person that hasn't =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;br /&gt;ALEX's first day of summer school, meaning I have to wake up at 8:30am now.  Slept till I had to pick him up again.  Tutor got cancelled, so I headed on over to Best Buy to buy a router for our two PC's at home.  Foolio MARK was no where to be found, so a night at SHGL turned out to be a bust.  Finding myself with nothing to do, for the first time in awhile, didn't know what to do with myself, so I got in some quality cstrike time =).  CAPPED SERVER IS BACK UP!!!  Found DAVE in there and we played for too long.  Sang to KELLY, apparently, I sound exactly like All4One and I have a record contract.  Haha, I just put the mic to the speakers and said it was me =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Funnies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey, let's go play on that court.&lt;br /&gt;Al: But those little kids are already playing there...&lt;br /&gt;Arnold: Let's just kick them off.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Alright, let's go.&lt;br /&gt;Hahn (walking up to the kids): Excuse me, can we please use this court?&lt;br /&gt;(kids leave)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Damn girl, that was cold, they're just little kids.&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla: Hey, what'd you do, flirt with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian: Hey, you guys wanna go get some flavored balls? (referring to boba).&lt;br /&gt;Jamie: No thanks, we don't do that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Me (thinking in my head): They make it sound like we're getting drugs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jen: It's like...when Jesus was in the desert...He was...He was...&lt;br /&gt;Rae: Tempted?&lt;br /&gt;Hahn: SEDUCED!&lt;br /&gt;Ed: Whoa whoa, I don't know about &lt;i&gt;your&lt;/i&gt; Bible, but Jesus was never seduced in &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; Bible.&lt;br /&gt;-Taboo (word = agony)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed: Time's up.&lt;br /&gt;Rae: Oh boobies.&lt;br /&gt;Ed: Did you just say boobies?&lt;br /&gt;Rae: Poopies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rae: Boogers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: so do u like frottage?&lt;br /&gt;April: yes daniel i LOVE IT!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78233566?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78233566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78233566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78233566' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78142911</id><published>2002-06-24T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-24T11:54:33.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday&lt;br /&gt;Covered for my uncle's warehouse in LA.  Made a cool 40 bucks, then drove through hellish traffic on the 5 to tutor.  Got to DJ's pad afterwards around 5:00pm.  Found DAVE, DJ, and MATT involved in a Diablo II threesome.  PETER was lookin for jobs online.  Dropped MATT off at work at Mervyns.  Went to the Irvine driving range with PETER.  Spent about an hour being shown up by little ten year olds.  Had only about 10 clean shots (high, far, straight), out of about 70 =(.  I guess that's good considering I haven't touched a golfclub since Junior year.  Rewarded myself with a big ol' blister on my left palm for not taking a damn golf glove.  Walked away with our heads hanging in shame.  Found out TONY was bringing a grip of his friends over and there would be drinking.  Told myself I wold not drink...  Downstairs, everyone and their mom was taking a shot of Bacardi 151.  I resisted and went upstairs.  TONY dropped by and told me to take a shot with him.  Said no and walked back down.  Found more people taking shots and decided, what the hell, it's only one shot.  Found TONY, and the three of us took a shots together.  Had a pic with TONY, DANNY, and me, with the Bacardi bottle in the middle =).  My heart was beating so hard right before taking the shot that TONY heard it and put his hand to my chest in amazement.  Couldn't back down cuz then I would have to mack with whoever downed the shot the slowest.  Not gonna have any of that.  The shot went down pretty well, tastes way better than vodka IMO.  Just burned alot right afterwards and left a tingling sensation that wouldn't leave for hours.  Took two smirnoffs afterwards.  Saw KOREA win with PK's!  Called KELLY to chitchat cuz she wasn't feeling so well =(.  Handed the phone to TONY to see if he could talk some sense into her.  KELLY, YOU ARE A GOOD PERSON!!! Stop misleading yourself, you have people who care about you all around you because you are a good person.  While TONY was talking to KELLY, I voicemailed APRIL with my rendition of &lt;i&gt;Lean On Me&lt;/i&gt;, cuz i promised to sing it to her.  It was "pretty good," that compliment made my day =).  Fell asleep around 4am on the couch.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and helped clean up the house.  Got it done pretty fast with about 8 people cleaning the house.  DANNY had to clean the throw-up in the bathrooms.  We all told him it was him that threw-up, even though it really wasn't, so that he would clean it up, cuz that thing just reeked of....well, it just smelled really bad.  Said goodbye to TONY and his friends, who are all chill characters.  There was DANNY, LUCIO, FERNANDO, CHUCKY, JOSE, and a couple others whose names escape me at the moment.  Dropped off MATT and drove home around 3pm.  Got home and went to the mall with JOE to get ED's present at 6:30pm.  Stupid mall closes at 7pm.  The hell is up with that.  I never understood why malls closed earlier on weekends.  Whatevers, found a "Spongebob Squarepants" DVD for ED, who likes the show.  Took a detour to Tapioca Express, first time straying from GoGo Juice for boba.  Headed back to ED's house and chilled for awhile, just "shooting the crap."  Headed home around 10 or so.  Planned on blogging but fell asleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78142911?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78142911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78142911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_23_archive.html#78142911' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-78047233</id><published>2002-06-21T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-23T00:20:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;Went over to ED's and found him and BRIAN in the epic struggle for dominance over the known universe, the outcome would decide the fate of mankind, nay, of existencekind?&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not drunk, they were just playing an Iron Man Match in No Mercy.  BRIAN got his arse whooped, so I stepped in and speared ED about 10 times.  Even though the match ended in a draw, I technically won because I speared ED.&lt;br /&gt;Got JOE's ass off the computer and the four of us went to Lomita Park to play some ball, cuz we needed lighting, and ED's house provided none.  Upon arriving, and seeing all the black people there, we made a quick turn and decided to go to the other park, Sur Le Brea.  Played three games, EJvsDB, EJvsDB, EBvsDJ; lost, lost, won.  I blame the court, stupid ROB FUKUZAKI, CHANNEL SEVEN, AT&amp;T, and the CLIPPERS decided to tile the court about a yard to the right.  The hoop was practically out of the key.  Before leaving, we had some fun with the sprinklers, found out ED has some mighty powerful...um...private muscles to shoot that far.  Quickly doused my head in the stream and we headed over to 7-11 where we got that oxygenated water thingie (ahhh, reminiscent of Loyola).  There we discussed the concept of "oxygenated" water.  For example, how do you put oxygen in water?  Is it the O2 or just the O?  Would it be the equivalent of just breathing?  Are we paying to breathe from a bottle?  And if I drank it in one gulp, would my lungs explode cuz there is too much oxygen inside me and the pressure would be too great?  Anyone care to answer?  Anyone care? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Headed back to ED's and played Taboo?for about two hours.  Good times, good times.  Too many hilarious moments to name so I won't even try.  Someone play with us next time, yah?&lt;br /&gt;Got home at around 2am.  Damn AIM people kept me up till 3am, didn't even get to shower until then =(.  BRIAN called me a dirty Korean, so I took a shower and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday&lt;br /&gt;Woke up late, pondered the mysterious absence of KELLY on the internet.  ED called saying that KFC was giving out free popcorn chicken, so we hightailed it over there ASAP.  It was a pre-pubescent nightmare in there, little kids running around everything and thinking they're all hard cuz they're in fifth grade.  Those fools, only college students like us are hard =).  Made fun of some kid's high voice.  Debated whether we should go up to the cashier and say "um.....let's see....can l have the...uh....the.....how much is the free popcorn chicken?  Ah, ok, well then? I'll just have the....uh.....the.....um.....yah, can I just have the free popcorn chicken please."  Ordered two minutes before the deal ended.   Took about 15 sauce packet thingies, although I only used three.  Told ED to save it up for a rainy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to tutoring.  Bought flowers for CHRISTINE's graduation before getting there.  That plus parking set me back 20 smackers =(.  Forgot to write something on the congratulations card.  Well, at least it says congratulations.  Back to tutoring.  Gawd, BEN displayed a major suckage factor of a billion plus infinity today.   His vocab homework is to write a sentence using vocab words in such a way that anyone can know the meaning of the word from the context of the sentence.  He pulls out this crap from his ass, "The earth rotates because it is implacable."  Ok, there's nowhere this guy can go but up, that's a good thing, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Burned some rubber getting to CHRISTINE's graduation right after.  They were having it at the Orange County Performing Arts Center, which is a fairly CLEEEAN©  place.  Sat and waited for CHRISTINE's name to be called.  ALAN, a couple of his friends, and I stood up and yelled like crazy when her name came up.  Calmed down after about five seconds of yelling.  After a couple seconds of silence, started yelling again for another five seconds =).  Couple minutes, later, in between two other people, during dead silence, we started yelling again for CHRISTINE.  Haha, too funny.  Did that one more time right before the end.  (Anyone know of any graduations goin on still, invite me!)  Met JENNIFER, pleasantly surprised she remembered my name =), we had only hung out for an hour before, about a month ago.  Pictures that I took came out horrible.  None of them are in focus...they looked so clear while I was reviewing them in the camera =(.   Felt really tired, and in the mood for some icecream, so I went over to Thrifty's and then home.  Talked ok AIM for a bit.  Finally found KELLY online.  I missed her =(. Awww.  "Oh shut up," as KELLY would say =).  Did some stupid stuff (sorry) and went to bed exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Found out I was covering for my uncle's office for Friday morning, had to wake up at the ungodly hour of 8am &gt;=0.  Heading straight to tutor afterwards, then over to DJ's pad.  Gawd I am SOOOO BORED in this office!!!  This place is HUGE tho, hadn't been here in about a year and it's amazing how much it's grown.  He sells blankets in the US for the leading blanket company in Korea.  I could take over the world with all these blankets.  I'll threaten to warm the world to death or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Funnies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed: Hey Dan, I had a dream about Taboo last night.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Really?&lt;br /&gt;E: Yah, it was weird, I forgot what happened tho.&lt;br /&gt;D: Um...k?&lt;br /&gt;E: I also had a dream about these naked chicks that were all over me...oh wait, that was last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Here, you can keep the rest of these sauce packets.&lt;br /&gt;Ed: Oh gee, thanks.  What am I gonna do with these?&lt;br /&gt;M: I dunno, save them for a rainy day or something.&lt;br /&gt;E: What rainy day, I have an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;M: Can't you see the clouds outside?  Look, right there.  It's gonna rain. (Sky was clear)&lt;br /&gt;E: I can't see them, the sun's in my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me (leaving a message for An): Hey, if you and Patricia are separated at birth twins, and you're also both lesbian-lovers, doesn't that mean incest?&lt;br /&gt;M: OMG, what're you doing! You're corrupting the genepool.&lt;br /&gt;M: I mean...uh....and this is why I'm not a Bio major.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ: You kimchee lover.&lt;br /&gt;Me: You late bastard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-78047233?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78047233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/78047233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78047233' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77973611</id><published>2002-06-20T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-20T02:59:37.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my...more grades are coming in.&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that they are not satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I deserve it considering the work I actually did in all my classes...in fact, I should be grateful for these grades considering the amount of effort I put in.  But still...next year will be different.  If I live through my parent's wrath =(.  They are not gonna like this...their son is no longer on the Dean's List thingie =(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, this night was too cool.  But I need to shower and sleep, so I'll blog later.&lt;br /&gt;later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77973611?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77973611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77973611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77973611' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77962288</id><published>2002-06-19T20:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-19T20:04:02.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, my car is so damn clean.  CLEEEEEEEAN¢â.  Felt like I was driving a new car on the 91, windows were spotless!  Of course I just HAD to take pictures.  They'll be on the pic site soon.  I decided that organizing all those pics is going to be murder...so it'll be kinda sloppy looking...no tables and borders and crap...just pics, easier for me =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a dog masturbate?  Well, I can.  My eyes were devirginized to such an event while tutoring.  I glance out the sindow, see the dog squatting and something moving between his legs.  He just pounded that sucker to the ground over and over and over and over and over...  I just needed to share this experience with someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother is never again going near my computer.  Every single time I come back after he's used it, the thing's on the fritz, and afterwards, Windows won't load for awhile.  Scared the crap outta me today when I came back from work and the thing wouldn't work for thirty minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin over to ED's to shoot some hoops with him and BRIAN, mebbe JOE.  Lazy bastard won't come over to my place cuz he "doesn't have a car."  What a bum, walk your ass over. =)  Haha, j/k, that's quite a walk. Go DANIEL!  Hwa E Ting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77962288?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77962288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77962288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77962288' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77947299</id><published>2002-06-19T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-19T13:02:59.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gawd, I am such a lazy ass.  Missed my appointment with the doctor cuz I overslept.  Cancelled b-ball time with EDGAR.  Playing tonight tho, at Lomita Park.  Go DANIEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picking up my cousin and her friends from school...I noticed that there were a lot of cuties in the crowd, hehe.  And they're gonna be in college next year, hehe. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My car looks like shit.  Literally, it has so many brown water spots that the car is half blue and half brown.  I think it's time for a wash.  Five bucks to water, soap, rinse, and cover w/ that anti-water spot thingie is a good deal IMO.  And I have fun scrubbing that crap outta my car, cuz it's my car =), mah BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KOREA! Hope you all wore some red, they're playing Friday night at 11:30 I think.  GO KOREA!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, my cousin's school was practically a sea of red as all those damn Koreans came out w/ their red shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows, off to wash the car, pick up bro, tutor, b-ball, mebbe go see BRIAN.  So tired...think all those sleepless nights at UCI are catching up to me.&lt;br /&gt;later days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77947299?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77947299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77947299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77947299' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77922012</id><published>2002-06-18T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-19T20:32:10.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing too interesting today.  Pick up, drop off, pick up, drop off, tutor, argument w/ mom.&lt;br /&gt;Waitin for the SC orgy to start...&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'll review this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flew by so fast.  I'm already done with my first year of college.  I've said this time and time again, but I still feel it's true: It seems like it was literally just yesterday that I went through the orientation process at UCI, welcome week, etc.  Though the beginning just felt like yesterday, of course there were days in between...and that's what this whole post is about.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day that I got the call from housing.  I was sitting in the Locus trying to read about the Hopi Revolt for Humanities when my cell rang.  The lady said I could move in the next day, Wednesday, into a hall called Ciudad.  At the time, I was so disappointed that I would be in a triple (and still was till I moved out...I could have done without one of my roommates, won't mention any names...).  It was really awkward at first, EDGAR helped me move in, and while I was moving in, there were people in the suite study.  SEAN, CHRISTINE, THERESA, and MATT, from what I remember.  Just a cursory greeting and I unloaded my stuff.  Intimidated and feeling awkward, I already dreaded what the rest of the year would be like.  It wasn't easy finding people to go to commons with.  I feared falling from the top bunk while sleeping.  No one was in my classes.&lt;br /&gt;Turns out I had nothing to dread.  Ciudad opened its arms to me (mebbe cuz i kinda forced so much time in PETER and DAVE's room =)).  The people there are what made my first year experience so great.  Quick shout to those in Ciudad that really made my year so memorable: APRIL, DAVE, DINO, DJ, KELLY, MATT, PETER, and TONY.  I have whole paragraphs (WHOLE PARAGRAPHS) to write about you guys...so I'll save that for later when I'm not so tired =).  Suffice it to say, without you guys, my year would have, in no way, been as enjoyable as it was.  I sometimes wondered what my life would have been like if I had been placed in another hall.  Then I stop myself because I know that whatever it would've been like, I wouldn't trade the time I spent with you guys for anything in the world.  This song is for you guys.  (The lyrics are meant for a girl...obviously, but u guys get the picture =¨­).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have a moment to spare for me&lt;br /&gt;if you need a friend that I will be&lt;br /&gt;if you need some company then call me&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna see a bad movie&lt;br /&gt;if you still believe you can trust me&lt;br /&gt;if you need a hand to hold&lt;br /&gt;there, look down by your knee&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you did or said you'd do&lt;br /&gt;no matter what it is, I will help you&lt;br /&gt;if you make a call I will dial 9&lt;br /&gt;if you're short on bus fare I will drive&lt;br /&gt;if you need a warmer coat here take mine&lt;br /&gt;if you want I'll get down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;&amp; if you stay I'll get you your own key&lt;br /&gt;if you need another dying wish then you can kill me&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you did or said you'd do&lt;br /&gt;no matter what it is, I will help you&lt;br /&gt;if you've got a stain I'll shout it out&lt;br /&gt;tell me all your fears &amp; have no doubt&lt;br /&gt;if you need some privacy I will get the hell out&lt;br /&gt;if you've lost your watch I have the time&lt;br /&gt;&amp; when you have the time I've got the perfect crime&lt;br /&gt;if you need a car to stall you can kill mine&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you're going through&lt;br /&gt;no matter what you did or said you'd do&lt;br /&gt;no matter what it is, I will help you&lt;br /&gt;cuz you would help me too&lt;br /&gt;-the stereo / devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love u guys =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77922012?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77922012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77922012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77922012' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77901698</id><published>2002-06-18T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T12:41:43.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Go KOREA!&lt;br /&gt;represent by wearing red jiggas"&lt;br /&gt;-and this is why text messaging was invented&lt;br /&gt;...to let me text this to everyone on my cingular phonebook&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77901698?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77901698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77901698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77901698' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77890039</id><published>2002-06-18T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T07:52:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Korea 2 : Italy 1&lt;br /&gt;I stayed awake all night to watch that game.  My eyes are burning like a mother.  My shoulder hurts from lying in an awkward position on the ground while watching the game.  Was it worth it?  OH HELL FRICKIN YAH!  Wear your red and represent KOREA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma sleep now, aunt's taking my bro to school, meaning I can sleep!&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77890039?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77890039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77890039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77890039' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77880286</id><published>2002-06-18T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-18T00:02:24.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blink&gt;First Official Day of Summer Vacation!!!&lt;/blink&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's nothing to be that excited about, 'cept for the fact that I have no homework to do!&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, take bro to summer school everyday, pick him up, pick up cousin from summer school everyday, go straight to Fullerton to tutor right afterwards, check my naturalization progress, wash the car, go to dentist, go to dermatologist, go to cousin's graduation, cough up 100 bucks for CHRISTINE's b-day gift, and of course, chillax =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Korea is playing against Italy at 4:30 AM, June 18.  When I picked up my cousin and her friends, they wanted to stop by a Korean supermarket to buy some red shirts to wear to school tomorrow, like the soccer team.  So all of you, even you non-Koreans, show your Korean pride by wearing red tomorrow, cuz Korea's gonna win!!!&lt;br /&gt;Went to tutor BEN in Fullerton.  His mom's crazy! She wants me to go over an entire year's worth of Algebra 1, Algebra 2, Geometry, Biology, and 3 Vocabulary Books (each with 30 lessons).  On the way, called JANET to see if she was still interested in having a tutor, she said probably for SAT I Math.  Hopefully that works out, that'll be 20 bucks an hour, 3 hours a day, 5 days a week, for 10 weeks.  That totals...$3,000!!! o.O&lt;br /&gt;Stopped by to visit ALAN and CHRISTINE in their new house afterwards, bought them some Krispy Kreme on the way over.  Had dinner and chillaxed.  CHRISTINE has this fetish with touching my face and spent about thirty minutes plucking out my "whiskers" and blackheads.  My gawd, she popped out two blackheads in my ears that were the size of ants. Went through CHRISTINE's unlimited supply of pics and found only three girls that looked decent.  She says I'm crazy, there are supposedly tons of good looking girls in the pile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally drove back home, found out my car maxes out at around 114, not the 110 that is listed on the speedometer.  Driving at night with the windows down and the music blaring is so refreshing.  Gonna sleep soon, wake up for the soccer match.  GO KOREA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't mentioned anything about my year at Ciudad! o.O  I'll get to that in the near future.  Basically, I loved my first year, cuz of the people around me.  Awww =).&lt;br /&gt;Later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77880286?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77880286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77880286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77880286' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77866388</id><published>2002-06-17T17:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T17:02:57.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...grades are coming in...&lt;br /&gt;B ECE20&lt;br /&gt;I am not looking forward to facing my parents =(.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77866388?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77866388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77866388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77866388' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77859517</id><published>2002-06-17T13:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T13:45:29.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blog blog blog&lt;br /&gt;damn my scrollbars look nasty...&lt;br /&gt;summer's not gonna be chill as i thought it would be&lt;br /&gt;too much to do...i wanted one week where i could just sleep in&lt;br /&gt;like hibernation or something...sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77859517?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77859517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77859517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77859517' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77788817</id><published>2002-06-15T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-15T15:15:33.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back home!&lt;br /&gt;gawd, it is SOOO hot!&lt;br /&gt;everything's outta the car, just need to put things in order now...but for now, i'm just chillaxin with a mango-pineapple "fruit-a-freeze" icecream bar.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SOOOOOO GOOD RIGHT NOW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77788817?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77788817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77788817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77788817' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77532178</id><published>2002-06-09T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-09T10:48:49.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn...planned a major update of stuff yesterday...pics and blog and everything!&lt;br /&gt;'Course that didn't happen, damn dorm life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back and Forth (great song btw)...&lt;br /&gt;That pretty much sums up my day.  Got up at 8:30am, picked up CAROLINE for her placement test @ UCI.  Arrived at dorms at 9:30am and headed over to my Physics review.  Got back to dorms are 12:10pm.  CAROLINE bought me some IN n Out, mmmmmmmmm free food =).  Didn't know they made extra crispy fries...&lt;br /&gt;Dropped her off at Rowland Hall at 1:05pm for her test, returned to dorms to sleep.  Woke up at 2:55pm because she ended early and asked to be picked up.  Had a weird moment as I was standing in my room and asked GARREN if I had just picked up the phone...thinking I had dreamt the call or something...weird.   Picked her up, drove her back to T-town.  Stopped by home because dad had complained I hadn't said a "proper" good-bye in the morning.  Got some stupid unfounded lip from my mom.  Bought some food before heading back to dorms.&lt;br /&gt;Got back around 6:00pm.  CAROLINE had forgotten a manila folder in my room, hell no was I driving back to give it to her.  She drove down to pick it up...which makes me wonder why I even had to bring her here in the first place...seeing as how she had a car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mo's b-day celebration in Ciudad today, free ice-cream cake, mmmmmm =).  Tried my hand at some James Bond game on the PS2, got my arse handed to me.  Sigh...I remember the glory days when my cousin and I pwned everyone on Goldeneye for the N64.  APRIL stopped by and we went through MATT's R&amp;B list.  TONY came and graced us with his s3xy presence.  Wow...people hanging out in my room, the most non-conducive-to-hanging-out room due to bunk beds and no one really wanting to sit on SEAN's bed.  Sang to KELLY before going to sleep =).  She was forty miles away, so I turned up the volume full blast and sang till my throat started feeling hoarse.  We syncronized playing the song, so it was like I was really singing...kinda...haha =).  She had to be asked to clap, sheesh.  APRIL clapped more than her and she didn't even hear me sing.  Anywho, I LOVE SINGING &lt;i&gt;Letters to You&lt;/i&gt; by Finch.  It's all balls-out whenever I hear that song!  My voice is 1337 =).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, big enough blog.  I'll probaby update the pics over the summer, being the lazy ass that I am.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, MATT was arrested over the weekend.  PICS TO BE UPLOADED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77532178?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77532178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77532178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77532178' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77488339</id><published>2002-06-07T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-07T21:08:55.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;home sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;doesn't matter it's only for the night and i gotta drive back to uci, drive home, and drive back again&lt;br /&gt;just need time away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, research paper is DONE!!! Basically 14 straight hours of staring at PETER's laptop, ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turned in reference sheet to Mr. Szalay for LARC.  Gonna meet w/ the Katherine lady on Monday, hopefully that goes well.  LARC tutor = easy money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta turn in transcript, gotta sleep, gotta study, gotta drive, gotta study, gotta read, gotta lots of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much traffic on the way home.  Hopefully I didn't lose my voice singin to Finch on the way home.  Drowned in music put on almost full volume in my car is always a good thing =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just too much to catch up on, most of which I forgot anyways, so forget the update.  I'll work on updating more often.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77488339?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77488339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77488339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77488339' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77430114</id><published>2002-06-06T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-06T12:39:52.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss you blog.  =*(&lt;br /&gt;Stupid research paper.&lt;br /&gt;FOCUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I should update this ish...&lt;br /&gt;For the one person that reads this, me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77430114?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77430114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77430114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_06_02_archive.html#77430114' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77112391</id><published>2002-05-29T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-29T12:41:25.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much ish to do! Damn school.&lt;br /&gt;Pics upload on Saturday, when i'm wasting time not doing my homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77112391?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77112391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77112391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77112391' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-77004768</id><published>2002-05-26T17:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-26T17:45:50.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG HORRY!!! Can't you miss ONE game-winning three-point buzzer-beating shot?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-77004768?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77004768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/77004768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77004768' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76999668</id><published>2002-05-26T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-26T14:37:37.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GAWD!!! SOOO BORED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kings game finally comin up, that'll burn some time before I venture out into the mall to buy ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driver's license arrived.  Car is washed.  It's all gravy baby =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76999668?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76999668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76999668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#76999668' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76965661</id><published>2002-05-25T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-25T12:11:52.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhhhhhhhhhhh, memorial day weekend&lt;br /&gt;three days of not giving a rat's ass about school =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's got a new truck! Looks like a frickin monster truck...o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy graduated with a BA in Nursing.  Kudos to her, now she's working for a MA.  I can't even express how proud I am of her.  All I see her do is write papers...and her grammar is not up to par with high school students, but she still makes it through because she put in sooooo much time and effort.  How come I didn't inherit that work ethic?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bro's got a new cast thingie, two more weeks and it'll be completely off.  I wonder what having a broken leg feels like...knowing me, I'd probably do it just to find out...NO DANIEL! (just slapped myself in the face for thinking that...ouch...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andy Seto's Fan Club reunites!!!  Monday!!!  Can't wait =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since my dad got a truck finally...I can bring my car back to UCI...but my renewed driver's license hasn't arrived...grrrrrrrr, sent that ish over a month ago!!!&lt;br /&gt;ATARIS PLAYING AT UCLA ON TUESDAY!!!  Hah, this is one time that I wished I got accepted to UCLA and I wanted to go there.  I NEED MY CAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more pics to be uploaded soon...including, FIGHT CLUB! ciudad-style =)  complete with Dino in the fetal position, mwahahaha (sorry dino =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76965661?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76965661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76965661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76965661' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76933488</id><published>2002-05-24T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-24T12:00:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=20&gt;O M F G&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a paper to write, and I'm blogging?  I hate this paper.  Just needed to post up lyrics to my new fave song =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess there's only one place to go from here &lt;br /&gt;I think the options are clear anyway &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you're tired of waiting for me &lt;br /&gt;To figure out where you fit in &lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm afraid of what we could be &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't want to sell you short of your dreams &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for making you wait for me &lt;br /&gt;Cause I don't want to hold you down &lt;br /&gt;But I don't want to set you free &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to make you run from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's hard to believe that I &lt;br /&gt;Could make myself give up &lt;br /&gt;After all this time you and me &lt;br /&gt;Trying hard to make sense of our differences &lt;br /&gt;Pretending we both had everything &lt;br /&gt;I guess I believed in our fantasy &lt;br /&gt;You only loved the one you wanted me to be &lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for breaking your faith in me &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to hold you down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what if you're more than I could please &lt;br /&gt;Could you accept apologies? &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to squander all your time &lt;br /&gt;I don't want to mislead you &lt;br /&gt;I think we both knew that it was done &lt;br /&gt;Sorry I had to be the one &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish it were the other way around &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you weren't supposed to be Set free&lt;br /&gt;-Craig's Brother&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76933488?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76933488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76933488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76933488' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76889938</id><published>2002-05-23T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-23T10:49:20.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lack of sleep + research paper + starcraft + CS makes me tired tired tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niceguy---------asshole&lt;br /&gt;.....0...................3....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76889938?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76889938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76889938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76889938' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76763293</id><published>2002-05-20T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-20T10:31:16.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>http://www.angelfire.com/vt2/g_hols/Niceguy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna hear what other people think when reading this text.&lt;br /&gt;IM me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76763293?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76763293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76763293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_19_archive.html#76763293' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76700672</id><published>2002-05-18T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-18T12:05:42.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dad's buyin a truck today.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad some fucker hit my BABY during the week and it's getting fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prom or not to prom?&lt;br /&gt;sigh...so sad Daniel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;If only I'd taken that step &lt;br /&gt;If only I'd said the right words &lt;br /&gt;I just wish for one more moment &lt;br /&gt;I just wish for one more laugh &lt;br /&gt;One more chance, &lt;br /&gt;Just one more try &lt;br /&gt;Just one more day, &lt;br /&gt;One last goodbye &lt;br /&gt;Hollow gifts and hollow time spent &lt;br /&gt;Always in stock, &lt;br /&gt;Always on sale &lt;br /&gt;Worth is rare and always priceless &lt;br /&gt;Wanted by all, &lt;br /&gt;Found by few &lt;br /&gt;One more chance, &lt;br /&gt;Just one more try &lt;br /&gt;Just one more day, &lt;br /&gt;One last goodbye &lt;br /&gt;One more chance (to win this time) &lt;br /&gt;One more try (to make things right) &lt;br /&gt;One more day (to spend with you) &lt;br /&gt;One last goodbye (before you're gone)&lt;br /&gt;-Rudiger&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76700672?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76700672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76700672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76700672' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76673592</id><published>2002-05-17T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-17T14:49:11.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's been suckin lately.  Disappointments galore.  At least you have your music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I know you never thought I'd go&lt;br /&gt;&amp; leave you here alone&lt;br /&gt;december air is gone forever&lt;br /&gt;i'm missin us together&lt;br /&gt;so now the road will catch my tears&lt;br /&gt;and hold me in its arms&lt;br /&gt;teaches me to be without you&lt;br /&gt;teaches me to miss you&lt;br /&gt;there's been nothing worse then this drive&lt;br /&gt;I see your eyes as the stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;so many words bein left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;this pain is startin to fall behind"&lt;br /&gt;-L7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76673592?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76673592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76673592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76673592' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76547506</id><published>2002-05-14T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-18T11:56:47.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"No justice, No peace!"&lt;br /&gt;-Palestinian rally goin on at Ring Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a difference between saying, and doing.  None of the people at the rally are willing to die for their "cause," else they'd be there, with a gun, part of the war effort, actually making a difference.  What are you willing to die for?  Future Daniel, practice what you preach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76547506?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76547506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76547506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76547506' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76527959</id><published>2002-05-13T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T23:47:13.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(*&amp;$(*&amp;@#*$@)#(*$)#@(*$)(@#*$)(*&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Dan, wanna go bowling?"&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of asking if we're not gonna go?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76527959?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76527959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76527959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76527959' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76510929</id><published>2002-05-13T15:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-13T15:03:44.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just cuz I'm bored and I'm too stupid to get some sleep in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pick up lines:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo Baby, you be my Dairy Queen, I'll be your Burger King, you treat me right, and I'll do it your way. &lt;br /&gt;Be unique and different, say yes.&lt;br /&gt;Bitch I got a gun get in the car...&lt;br /&gt;Lets play house you be the screen door an I'll bang you all night long. &lt;br /&gt;hey babe, i'm hung like a horse......................fly&lt;br /&gt;My friend wants to know if you think I'm cute. &lt;br /&gt;Do you believe in love at first sight? Or should I walk by again... &lt;br /&gt;You know, if I were you, I'd have sex with me.&lt;br /&gt;I know milk does a body good, but baby, how much have you been drinking?&lt;br /&gt;eh...&lt;br /&gt;______________________&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see&lt;br /&gt;That I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;There with open arms&lt;br /&gt;It's empty tonite&lt;br /&gt;And I'm all alone&lt;br /&gt;Get me through this one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you notice I'm gone?&lt;br /&gt;Where do you run to&lt;br /&gt;So far away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know that&lt;br /&gt;I miss you, I miss you so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing again&lt;br /&gt;These letters to you&lt;br /&gt;On much I know&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not asleep and&lt;br /&gt;You're not here&lt;br /&gt;The thought stops my heart...&lt;br /&gt;-Finch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76510929?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76510929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76510929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76510929' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76454499</id><published>2002-05-12T01:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-12T01:42:03.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally got to check out BRIAN REYES performing at the Whisky.  He's part of a band called August Rising, check em out at &lt;a href="http://www.augustrising.net"&gt;www.augustrising.net&lt;/a&gt;.  Saw too many Loyola peeps there.  Went with BRIAN PANER, KATE, and ROMEL, saw TONY and BRIAN ROMANO (who I haven't seen since graduation o.O), and met PEGGY and CHRISTINE.  So yah...check em out yo!  They have some great music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep overcomes...cy'all back at UCI =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76454499?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76454499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76454499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_12_archive.html#76454499' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76440713</id><published>2002-05-11T15:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-11T15:39:27.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Catching up w/ Antonio, who's back from school already.  What's w/ private schools ending so early?  Just reminds me of how my first year at UCI is coming to a close...*sniff sniff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a blast Thursday night, went with APRIL to catch Face to Face, Midtown, Thrice, the Movielife, and Rudiger @ the Glasshouse.  Left early to beat traffic to Pomona (aka Ghosttown) and found ourselves with three hours to burn.  That town brought out the boredom in both of us.  Rudiger opened with some decent songs.  Found the Movielife to be a bit too hard for me.  Thrice played a little harder than on CD, so I was a bit disappointed.  Midtown r0x0r3d some b0x0rs in there.  Sang along to Frayed with APRIL.  Too bad they didn't play Resting Sound =*(, would've rather heard that than Another Boy.  Left after several of Face to Face's songs.  All in all, it was a great show, my third show, my first "real" show, with paying and stuff...kinda.  Tickets obtained via APRIL for my birthday.  That and having her company there made the night all the more better =).  Drove back to UCI rockin to NFG.  I was rockin to the music, headbanging and everything as we cruised next to cars and pedestrians.  Too bad APRIL wouldn't have none of that.  Oh well, there's always next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to UCI, to reality...ugh...the ultimate buzzkill.  School's suckin some hardcore goats, gonna be my worse quarter ever if I don't shape up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught an afternoon showing of Spider-Man with mah bro ALEX.  Killer movie.  Stayed pretty much loyal to the comic, 'cept for the fact that he doesn't make web cartridges.  Kirsten Dunst is a hottie =).  I'd web with her anyday, oh yah baby!  Yah...that didn't make too much sense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a s3xifi3d pic of myself from the 8th grade, haha.  I actually came out pretty nicely, considering I'm the most un-photogenic person in the planet.  Gawd, I was so SKINNY!!!  The hell happened to me?  sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, so much to do.  Stop by BRIAN's pad, research (ugh), read, blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76440713?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76440713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76440713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76440713' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76415576</id><published>2002-05-10T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-10T17:22:38.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gah, enough with my computer!!!  Just put up some more &lt;a href="http://www.angelfire.com/emo/marek21/index.html"&gt;pics&lt;/a&gt;.  Kinda finished recoloring the page.  I am such a lazy ass, should just learn my damn html...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update tomorrow...or maybe tonite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76415576?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76415576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76415576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_05_05_archive.html#76415576' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76175402</id><published>2002-05-04T22:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T22:26:08.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Don't mind the funky coloring.  Changing one by one, it'll look nice in a few weeks =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76175402?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76175402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76175402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76175402' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-76175260</id><published>2002-05-04T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-04T22:20:56.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Week started off really bad.  I got a C on my humanities paper.  A C!!!  Had a talk with another guy in the class and we agree that Hitler over here is a little too anal on everything in the class.  This isn't Germany, lighten up dammit.  That put me in a bad mood.  That on my mind, had to take a Physics midterm on Tuesday.  I hate to admit it, but I'm relying on the curve to give me a good grade.  How sad is that?  sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, had a coupla Smirnoff's with APRIL Monday night.  Lemme tell you, alcohol really makes my bladder run.  Just thought you needed to know.  Anywho, think I got to bed at a reasonable hour that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things got better and better as the week wore on =).  Stayed up with APRIL and KELLY again, talking about God knows what, haha.  We played a game where we scrolled through APRIL's infinite + 1 songs and tried to make sentences with the song titles.  Being the non-creative guy that I am, I only came up with a few, and most of the time mine never made sense.  APRIL and KELLY pretty much went through making sentence after sentence.  Good times, good times.  Didn't help my studying any, Wednesday night (err...Thursday morning) and I should've been studying, but I'd rather be having fun =).  &lt;br /&gt;Came back to my suite at 4 or 5AM to find DAVE, JACKIE, MASH, MIKE, and TONG chillaxin.  Dammit, JACKIE was using my blanket and pillow and lying down on the couch.  DAVE was kinda under the covers too o.O;  Didn't really wanna be a party pooper so I decided to "study" out there.  Found out I couldn't and went to sleep around 6 and told TONG to wake me up at 7, which he did.  Had a Physics lecture at 8.  Oh my God, I can't think of a more worthless use of my time than that.  Hah, who the hell was I kidding, I had barely an hour of sleep.  I don't even remember anything he said in the class, and my notes probably don't make any sense.  All I remember is writing down some symbols, and dozing in and out.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with APRIL, KELLY, and TONY.  Talked about TONY being Mr. Mesa.  We'd all vote for him, and he's have three sexy votes.  ...yah&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Math discussion for review.  Cleared up some stuff about rank in matrices.  Felt good knowing that I would pretty much ace the test, mwahahaha.  Planned, lemme stress, &lt;i&gt;planned&lt;/i&gt; to go to the library at 3 and stay till 11 so I could study for Humanities and do some last minute Math problems.  Yah, you can pretty much guess what happened.  If you can't...I didn't go dummy =).  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTINE called around 3 saying that she was gonna come visit.  Odd.  PLANNED to just stay at the dorms and do some math till she came.  Ended up CS'ing the time away, with my math notebook next to my keyboard...unopened...  Surprise Surprise, she brought a cake for my b-day...late, but received gladly nonethless.  The candles were beer bottles, ahaha, too cool!  CHRISTINE, JENNIFER, BYRON (don't even know if that's his name, CHRISTINE knows him somehow) and I went to get some boba and sat around talking about the ever-popular topic of alcohol.  Had to leave so I could study for my midterms.  Got to the library around 8:30 or so, stayed till 10:30 doing math.  Sooooooo tired...went to suite 103 to bum off the Humanities study group goin on in there with DANA, ERIN, and their friends.  Too bad they ended as soon as I got there, bummer, means I'd have to study by myself.  Brought my stuff back to my suite and asked DAVE if he could wake me up at 1 if he was still gonna be awake.  &lt;br /&gt;Slept.  &lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 1am.  &lt;br /&gt;Hehe, fell asleep soon after.  &lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6am.  "Oh shit, I need to study for Humanities!  My test is at 11"  *soooo tired...couch sooooo comfy....*&lt;br /&gt;Slept&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7am.  "Oh shit, I need to study for Humanities!!"  *soooooooooooo sleepy......zzzZZZZzz*&lt;br /&gt;Slept&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am.  "Oh shit, I need to study for Humanities!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got up and went to my bed to study my notes and lecture notes.  Not a good idea, thank God I didn't fall asleep up there.  Got as much cramming done as I could and headed over to Coffee Hour at the Locus for some coffee and bagels.  Met up with fellow CHP'ers (AN, CHAD, JANET) and discussed pretty much how Schlichter is a 10 on the bitch-o-meter.  Walked over to take the test with the group.  W00t!!!  Took one look at the sucker and knew I was gonna do well.  Which I'm pretty sure I did...but I haven't factored in the complete ass-tardness of Schlichter, but that test was pretty easy...  Got a text message from KELLY wishing me luck and telling me to rape the test =).  Which I did, thanks jigga!  Went over to take the my Math test an hour later.  I didn't ace it, but I'm pretty sure I did well.  FELT SOOOO GOOD!!! to have everything done with!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ALI, DAVE, and DINO on the way back from the test.  Apparently they were shouting my name for about 5 minutes before I finally heard them and turned around.  Guess I had my music on too loud.  Stopped by ZZ to celebrate with a couple MvC2 rounds.  Came back to dorms and sat around with DAVE, DINO, and MO doing them Chem lab, aka talking about DAVE and his girlies in his Chem lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started reading &lt;u&gt;Shadow of the Hegemon&lt;/u&gt; finally.  Orson Scott Card, you are my hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to Macaroni Grill for PETER's birthday.  Had some fun with APRIL, CHERYL, and KELLY, convincing them that we were going to McDonald's to eat, hehe.  Largest Ciudad outing that I can remember: APRIL, CHERYL, DAVE, DINO, DJ, JENNIFER, KELLY, MARCOS, MATT, MOSTAFA, PETER, TONY, and me.  TONY and I took five shots of Bacardi Limon right before we left, on empty stomachs.  Needless to say, TONY and I had fun that night.  Tried to explain the meaning behind "raping" a test because APRIL and CHERYL don't like the term =(.  I don't think I did a good job of explaining.  Got to Macaroni Grill and got a waiter named TONY.  This guy knew I was buzzed the moment I opened my mouth to talk to him, haha.  Ate some good food, which I couldn't finish b/c I was feeling full.  Competed in singing a happy birthday song with a family sitting next to us, I think we won.  PETER took a bite from the cake they brought us with no hands, omg, too funny!  Didn't have fun talking about how we all technically have six fingers. It was basically me vs the whole table.  I only said that because MARCOS was poking fun about the fact that I was buzzed by holding up a finger and asking how many fingers he had up.  I said one.  He says, "No, I have five fingers, duh."  I playfully banter with him and say that he technically only has three fingers, because the thumb and pinky aren't really fingers because they don't have the word "finger" attached at the end.  Of course MATT joins in and tries to use some stupid analogy and makes the conversation all serious.  Stupid analogy based on illogical premises, and yet he continues to argue and takes the fun out of the chat MARCOS and I were having.  gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatevers, we took some pictures and headed back to Ciudad, where we took some more pictures.  Too bad APRIL and KELLY had to leave.  Played some CS with DAVE, DJ, and MOSTAFA then called it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pics to be up later in the week!!!  Found out how to make the pictures take up less memory, w00t!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quotes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: "What would you guys like to drink?"&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: "Are we allowed to have wine?"&lt;br /&gt;Waiter: "I think you've had enough already..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave: "Wha? This is a Chem lab?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostafa: "Yah, I love it how Daniel kills me as soon as the round starts, bam, bam, bam."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tony: "Shut up before I sock you in the head."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: YO LE DI GO!!! (spelling?)&lt;br /&gt;Tony: (something)&lt;br /&gt;-haha, something in Spanish, dunno how to say it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-76175260?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76175260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/76175260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_28_archive.html#76175260' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75917705</id><published>2002-04-27T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-27T23:02:19.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Came home for dinner.  Rememberance of my grandparents on my dad's side.  It's pretty interesting what the whole ritual's about, I didn't really pay attention to it before, but apparently, we do it every year...go figure.  Anyhow, we basically pretend that they come over for dinner.  We have this fold up wall thingie we put behind two tables piled with traditional Korean food.  On the tables are two life-like (kinda scary how real it looks) portraits.  Get some sticks that burn (incense?) and pour a shot of soju for each, and rotate it two and a half times around the burning incense.  Then we take turns kneeling and bowing, two and a half times.  Then we wait around for a couple of minutes and let them "eat."  That's about it.  Oh, the doors are open before and after the meal so that they can come in and then leave afterwards.  Traditional Korean food felt sooooo good.  Hadn't had that in a long time.  Got kinda sad thinkin about my grandma...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out for boba at GoGo Juice and then Starbucks with CHRISTINE.  Got the usual passionfruit, strawberry for CHRISTINE and another one to take back for ALEX.  Just hung out for about and hour or an hour and a half just talkin about crap in our lives, school and personal lives.  Learned a few things I gotta keep in mind.  Then some more shooting the bull (that's a phrase for talking, right?) over at Starbucks.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found out my bro broke his leg.  It's in a splint thing, which looks like a cast, but isn't a cast...  He's gonna get a cast in a week or two.  Apparently, he was running around and fell and broke his leg.  At least he's feeling better.  Got him some boba and hot chocolate to make him feel better =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three midterms this week.. Gonna be fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75917705?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75917705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75917705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75917705' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75907040</id><published>2002-04-27T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-27T16:09:40.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jebus...finally.&lt;br /&gt;Pics take up 14 megs out of the 20 that I'm allowed on angelfire...damn...gotta reduce the quality i guess...&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, that's all the proggin I'm doin today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href = "http://www.angelfire.com/emo/marek21/pages/californopia.htm"&gt; CALIFORNOPIA!!! &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The page loads kinda slow.  Beware 56k'ers, mwahahaha.  I guess I'll put captions on later ones...just too damn lazy right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75907040?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75907040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75907040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75907040' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75904673</id><published>2002-04-27T14:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-27T14:41:11.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Can we talk about automatic satisfaction &lt;br /&gt;Sittin' back relaxin' floored &lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with kickin it &lt;br /&gt;When you're bored and lit"&lt;br /&gt;-up all night&lt;br /&gt;"I can feel the world up on my back &lt;br /&gt;I got sixteen people breathin down my neck&lt;br /&gt;And it’s kinda to keep your head afloat&lt;br /&gt;When the rain won't stop &lt;br /&gt;And your face is soaked&lt;br /&gt;But I’m alright, alright &lt;br /&gt;But I'm alright, alright &lt;br /&gt;So just hang on, cause I wont be long&lt;br /&gt;Just sing that song to me &lt;br /&gt;Goes&lt;br /&gt;I'm in love with you in love with me&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm in love with you in love with me"&lt;br /&gt;-it's alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Californopia show was crazy phat fresh skinny homie-g cool yo!  A band called Limit Point opened, thought they were pretty decent.  The Something Corporate came on, and OMG.  Listening to their music on my cd-player is one thing...but listening to them just a few feet away is another.  Standing in the pit next to the speakers, with hundreds of people surrounding me...it's really something else.  I could feel what little leg hair I have =) vibrating, along with my clothes.  Andrew McMahon has some cool hair...&lt;br /&gt;Funny Moment: Crowd throws an empty water bottle and Andrew deflects it with his hand right next to his face.  He gives a chuckle and says "Almost."  Then he flicks the guy off.  Too funny =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Unwritten Law took the stage.  I never really got into their music, but watching them live gave me newfound appreciation for their music.  Scott Russo and the band r0x0r3d EVERYTHING!!! Got me jumping around and moving with the whole crowd.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, GREAT SHOW!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, headed down to catch The Good Person of Szechuan.  Three hours, but I have to admit, that play was quality.  The play was made so that the audience doesn't feel any emotion, or it's supposed to just make you think critically, or something like that.  But I found myself really getting into the play and loving and hating each and every character.  Anything that makes me care that much is worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, headed down to DJ's for a little drinkfest, where MATT mixed some killer drinks.  Too bad nothing happened that night.  Everyone just sat around and watched American Pie II, Hercules, and eventually, Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon.  I left at the beginning of Hercules cuz I couldn't take the boredom anymore.  I was jumping around earlier trying to do something, anything, but they wouln't have any of that.  Let's see, there was DAVE, DINO, DJ, DONG, JACKIE, MATT, PETER, TONY, and TONY's lady friend, whose name I forgot.  Fell asleep and woke up to TONY writing crap on my arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back at 8:30 the next morning and slept.  Ate lunch with APRIL, who works weekends, too much IMO.  Mebbe cuz I'm such a lazy ass =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, Happy B-day to me!!! Well, belated anyways.  Kudos to those who remembered and told me, or IM'ed me =).  My imaginative hat goes out to you my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff happened during the week, but being lazy that I am, I didn't update and now I don't know what happened, just that somethings did happen =).  Math ain't as hard as I thought, I despise my Humanities leader, and Physics...yah...I need to open my book for the first time in more than a quarter of school.  CS 1.4 is out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, pics of Californopia and some other random stuff will be up on the net soon...hopefully, I'll get to that now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75904673?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75904673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75904673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75904673' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75666949</id><published>2002-04-21T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T18:03:53.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gawd dammit, now i feel bad...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75666949?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75666949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75666949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75666949' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75658477</id><published>2002-04-21T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-21T13:18:33.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yah...f my parents&lt;br /&gt;need to get back to irvine and they're keeping me at home&lt;br /&gt;"we have to go to mass, why didn't you tell us before? you're gonna have to wait two hours"&lt;br /&gt;wait a sec, did i now tell them last night that i'm going back as soon as i wake up and type up my mom's homework?  and that would be around 1:00pm?  did i not say it as soon as i woke up to eat breakfast?&lt;br /&gt;"why didn't you tell us?"&lt;br /&gt;don't they offer mass at 4:30pm and at 5:30pm?  didn't they offer mass at 8:00am, and at 9:30am, and at 11:00am?  not like they have anything to do all sunday, they never do.&lt;br /&gt;two hours of wasted time, where i can be making sure i can compile and send my program through my unix account.  and read a book for my humanities that i left there cuz i knew i wouldn't read it here cuz i was busy w/ other homework and i had planned to read it as soon as i got back...&lt;br /&gt;yes, this does suck.  it happens every other week. sigh...once again, i just take it up the ass.  i love my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75658477?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75658477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75658477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75658477' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75643435</id><published>2002-04-20T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-20T23:57:50.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some good stuff, some bad stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to mention the outing to ThaiSpice Thursday night, where they showcased some weak spice talent.  Anywho, had fun spendin time with APRIL, DINO, KELLY, and PETER.  Don't think it has return potential tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good:&lt;br /&gt;$107.50 richer from workin w/ Brian @ the snack bar&lt;br /&gt;Free food from snack bar, mwahahaha&lt;br /&gt;SHADOW OF THE HEGEMON!!!&lt;br /&gt;-omfg, i've been waiting a year for this book to come out on paperback!!!&lt;br /&gt;Umpires&lt;br /&gt;OZMA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad:&lt;br /&gt;WestSide Pavilion&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 7:30am on Saturday, ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Drinkin goin on where I'm not, in Irvine =(&lt;br /&gt;Banana "Crap"lic&lt;br /&gt;WestSide Pavilion&lt;br /&gt;Stupid kid&lt;br /&gt;No alcohol&lt;br /&gt;WestSide Pavilion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah...so I hadn't listened to Ozma since forever+a day...and I slap myself for it.  No, I didn't really slap myself, but I think I deserve it after neglecting them.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry baby =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ozma&lt;/b&gt; - Shooting Star&lt;br /&gt;i finally feel at ease &lt;br /&gt;i'm on an eastern breeze &lt;br /&gt;it blows me into shore &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come back to kiss my dear &lt;br /&gt;come back to face my fears &lt;br /&gt;it can't be worse than war &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless you say you gave your heart away (gave your heart away) &lt;br /&gt;unless you say i shouldn't have returned (shouldn't have returned) &lt;br /&gt;and in that case... i'll go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every night i see a shooting star &lt;br /&gt;and wonder if it's landing where you are &lt;br /&gt;if you can see it then you can't be far &lt;br /&gt;and if that's the way you do it &lt;br /&gt;that's the way you find your love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the air is cold and thin &lt;br /&gt;i'm on my second wind &lt;br /&gt;it blows me to your door &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lean into the bell and press &lt;br /&gt;you're in a brand new dress &lt;br /&gt;i've never seen before &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then you say you gave your heart away (gave you heart away) &lt;br /&gt;and then you say i shouldn't have returned (shouldn't have returned) &lt;br /&gt;so i turn my face... and go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i take a look around &lt;br /&gt;i find myself looking out &lt;br /&gt;on a place that looks a lot more round &lt;br /&gt;i find myself feeling down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every night i see a shooting star &lt;br /&gt;and wonder if it's landing where you are &lt;br /&gt;if you can see it then you can't be far &lt;br /&gt;and if that's the way you do it &lt;br /&gt;then that's the way you find your love &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3415415-75643435?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75643435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75643435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75643435' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75602346</id><published>2002-04-19T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-19T16:35:11.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lots of stuff to say =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the ARC for Karate with APRIL and PETER.  DAVE and DINO went to work out.  Gawdamn, what a workout.  My legs, butt, and stomach were sore for 'bout three days...not fun =(.  That kinda fixed it so that none of us went on Thursday.  Hopefully we don't get this sore every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay past my bedtime talkin with APRIL, KELLY, and MIKE, almost every night.  Which results in a very tired DANIEL...but frequent power naps in the day helped me to get through it.   Heh, went for a short break from not studying to chill in Suite 202.  APRIL took my pillow and wouldn't let me leave =(...but whatever, she's one cool cat, could talk on and on with her forever =).  MIKE comes in two days in a row to ruin the mood.  That fool gets faded and breaks the chillaxin atmosphere.  Then he has the nerve to talk with an attitude to us.  Then he has the frickin extra nerve to complain that the whole world is against him, twisting everything we say to make it sound like he's some kind of victim.  Yah, I'm more than peeved. &gt;(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday's coming up, w00t!  I'll be, what...19? Damn, I'm gettin old, so much to do!  Guess I'll start off with a MIDTOWN show, FACE TO FACE headlining.  APRIL bought me tickets for my birthday, you are TOO COOL =).  Need to think of something for her...hmmmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question that's been brought up.  When you're in a relationship, doesn't even have to be a romantic one, do you act for your own happiness/satisfaction or the happiness/satisfaction of the other person?  Getting some mixed responses, but I say that you act for the happiness/satisfaction of the other person.  Even if that means that you temporarily go through a period of feeling like crap, when you know you really don't want to do what you're doing.  But in the long run, the happiness of the other person ensures the happiness of myself.  Cuz I'm not too keen about seeing people feel down.  If I really care about someone, I'd make sure that they're happy first, even if it makes me unhappy.  Really caring for that person would mean that I would gain satisfaction just from seeing them happy.  So that's my splurge...IM me or email me if you wanna discuss =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for some self-satisfaction news!  Getting back into the MvC2 groove.  Coupla weeks and I'll be back to tourney level (not winning them tho...hah, i wish).  Listenin to some music from back in the day.  SOOOOO many songs that I've totally forgotten about.  Feels really good to listen to them =).  Finished my damn Humanities paper.  Took me 'bout four nights!  I think that I'd get an A, 'cept for the fact that Schlichter doesn't like me, cuz i'm too 733t for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna be workin tomorrow with BRIAN at NDA, some baseball game thing.  $100 smackers!  I feel like spending =).  Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit 2pac, why'd u have to go and die?   LISTEN TO HIS MUSIC!!! Too good!&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's pretty much it for now...&lt;br /&gt;Later days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75602346?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75602346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75602346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75602346' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75424691</id><published>2002-04-15T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T23:24:16.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75424691?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75424691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75424691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75424691' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75401659</id><published>2002-04-14T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-14T16:15:55.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>$$ Ka-CHING $$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a very VERY fortunate weekend for my family.  My dad had had quit his business towards the end of last year and was planning on starting another one soon.  Money was going to be a real problem.  With only my mom workin to support the family lately (my dad was doin some indie stuff, but that wasn't getting much), money got a little tight.  Well, we had a family friend visit us from Korea for the weekend.  He's the owner of a bigass blanket company in Korea, and he had expanded his business to the US a couple of years ago, hiring my uncle and aunt to head the business here.  Well, this bigass boss decided to fund my dad's new business venture, becoming a private contractor.  How much?  Two hundred thousand smackers.  $200,000.00.  Now, I don't know much about starting a new business, but i think two hundred grand is enough to start a business and have enough left over to give his son a bonus for being his son =).  Yah, right, I wish.  Hopefully everything works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at UCI, gotta finish up my humanities paper...BLAHRG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Allister&lt;/u&gt; - Boysenberry&lt;br /&gt;Sun's goin down in a shitty little town&lt;br /&gt;where every night's always the same&lt;br /&gt;i've got a 40 in my pocket as i'm walkin down the street&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna drink till i don't know my name&lt;br /&gt;then we'll drink all day and drink all nite&lt;br /&gt;gonna drink until we puke&lt;br /&gt;then we'll go and do it all again&lt;br /&gt;goin out again tonite&lt;br /&gt;gonna get stupid&lt;br /&gt;gonna get loaded&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna get fucked up tonite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, well, it's not gonna be THAT bad =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75401659?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75401659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75401659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75401659' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75368374</id><published>2002-04-13T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-13T14:35:45.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Consistent updating my ass, haha =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Had a morning session at the ARC with DAVE, DINO, MATT, PETER, and TONY (PETER and TONY driving).  Everyone decided to leave a little early, 'cept TONY and me.  Found out that MATT took TONY's keys.  Ten minutes of griping and we decided to jog back to CIUDAD.  At least the jog back was fun =).  Got some exercise and brought out the exhibitionist in me o.O;  Went through the day tired as hell, only had two hours of sleep.  Had a nice chat session with APRIL, DAVE, and KELLY till the wee hours of morning, around 4am.  Learned a little more about each of them.  Am I the only one with lots of disheartening memories?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Thursday kinda sucked for me.  Seemed like everyone was drinking but me, heh.  PETER asks, "Hey Dan, can I get a shot of Bacardi?"  Well of course, anything for my friend PETER.  Couple minutes later, KEVIN's lookin for a drink too.  Of course he can get some.  So they tell me to take a shot, but I've got homework to do, and it's only a shot, not enough to get me buzzed, so I say no thanks.  Plus, I wanna save some of that for Sunday night, promised APRIL we'd get buzzed that night.  Well, a shot turned to a double shot, and a double shot turned to a couple of double shots, and APRIL took several swigs.  Damn, would've drank if I didn't have any homework or classes the next day.  Oh well, still fun watching them drink =).  Kinky KEVIN, while repeatedly bumping into DAVE's guitar, revealed quite a bit about himself that night =).  APRIL lodged herself into happyland for a couple of hours =).  Wow, so many smiles, wish I could've drank =).  But anyways, TONG, MATT, TOM, and TOMMY came in at different times and also took some double shots, and there went practically the whole bottle.&lt;br /&gt;   KELLY left, KEVIN left, and DAVE and PETER looked like they wanted to leave, so the shindig broke up around 5am.  APRIL was out cold on the suite couch.  Decided I should finish up my homework (of course it happens that we had a sub that day and our homework wasn't checked, GRRRR!!!).  MATT, MASH, TOM, TOMMY, GARY, and TONG were still up makin so much gawddamn noise.  Had a little trouble finishing my homework.  Felt sorry for APRIL, who looked like she really needed the sleep and the guys just wouldn't shut the hell up.  Finally finished my homework after everyone left, and fell asleep on the couch reading for humanities =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Went to brandywine with DINO for some lunch/dinner.  How come we don't have a brandywine in mesa court?  Smoothies and clam chowder!!!  Decided to get my arse over to some concerts in the near future.  MIDTOWN (FACETOFACE headlining) plays on the 9th, and PROMISE RING plays on the 11th at The Glass House.  APRIL insisted to buy my ticket for my b-day present, THANK YOU APRIL!!!  Found out INCUBUS is playing in about a week, too bad they were sold out, grrr.&lt;br /&gt;   I need to start listening to the radio more often.  I have no idea what kind of music is out right now.  Heard some cool 311, Jack Johnson, and Michelle Branch music from APRIL and MIKE.  Heard Usher on the ride back home (he's still alive?), haha.  Yep, so now I'm home trying to start my humanities paper.  Caught up on some sleep with a cool 14 hours of sleep =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Until next time...GO SEE DEATH TO SMOOCHY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75368374?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75368374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75368374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75368374' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75235796</id><published>2002-04-09T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-09T22:42:04.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>KYAP!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whew, went to the ARC with APRIL and PETER for our first Japanese Karate class.  Worked on stance, punches, blocking, and the first basic form.  The first form was exactly like the first one taught in TaeKwonDo, so I had an easy time at it. =)  APRIL and PETER caught on quickly though, a month (and a lot of stretching) and they'll be adept in martial arts.  All in all, a good workout.  Came back and did some poomse in the living room and really worked up a sweat.  Having two hours of "school-doesn't-exist" mentality felt great.  Felt a bit depressed on the ride back to the dorms, not looking forward to studying tonght.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta get crackin'.  Quiz in Physics and lots of Humanities work to do.  Thanks to KELLY and APRIL for bringing back In-N-Out =).  Mmmmmmmm....shake....fries....don't bother...haha, stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75235796?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75235796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75235796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75235796' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75157330</id><published>2002-04-08T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-08T02:11:10.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha, wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, i'm kinda buzzed, had just the teensiest bit of alize.  thought i'd update before i sleep.  MATT had some, I had some, APRIL had two sips, and TONG came in and took a sip too.  whoo hooo, tomorrow is arc day, wake up at six, go to class at nine...gonna be fun.   WHEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quote:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You never walk alone."&lt;br /&gt;-Pianist at Interfaith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My friend bought a used car, and ten years later, BAM, herpes."&lt;br /&gt;-Peter Griffin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75157330?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75157330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75157330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75157330' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-75128749</id><published>2002-04-07T01:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T01:28:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn, gotta work on being consistent in updating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First week back was a drag!  The week felt like it was going on &lt;i&gt;forever&lt;/i&gt;.  And I realized that my workload's gonna be a &lt;br /&gt;(omg, J.E.W on SNL!!!...finish bloggin in a sec)&lt;br /&gt;lot greater than expected.  Well, what can I do? *shugs*  Bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about school.  Friday night, went to eat some Chinese food in Westminster with DAVE, DINO, DJ, and PETER.  Thanks for spotting me cuz I forgot my pin number for my ATM o.O.  Food was great: fish, crab, clam, chicken w/ peanuts, greens, rice, and some soup.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my haircut.  *clip clip* There goes my hair.  Haven't had short hair in a looooooooooong time.  I must say that I like it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went and saw &lt;u&gt;Death to Smoochy&lt;/u&gt; with DAVE and DINO.  (btw, just learned that yeast infection is an infection of the vagina, thanks GARREN!)  Great Frickin Movie!  I dunno what DINO's talkin about, but that movie was SO FUNNY!!! I swear, I hate it when I forget the lines in a movie.  It ALWAYS happens.  Anyways, I highly recommend it.  Started off slow, but the last 3/4th of the movie was TOO GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go drink up tonight =), don't worry KELLY, I know my limits. Sorry APRIL and PETER, too bad you're not around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Quotes:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"DAVE's in PETER's bed!!!" &lt;br /&gt;-Matt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stinky bearded clam."&lt;br /&gt;"He's my big fat ........ (rooster)"&lt;br /&gt;"Lemme put my hand on your pussy...cat."&lt;br /&gt;-SNL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He's been down on everything 'cept the Titanic."&lt;br /&gt;-Rainbow Randolph (Robin Williams) &lt;u&gt;Death to Smoochy&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-75128749?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75128749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/75128749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75128749' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-11406241</id><published>2002-04-02T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-02T22:47:19.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am BACK at UCI!!! W00T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to drink =( no one wanted to cuz it was Sunday, so only a several of us took some smirnoffs, no biggie.  Save the big stuff for another nite =).  Found out my damn GPA. I'm an alkie by the way.  I drank away my sorrows...well, only two shots of bacardi, two smirnoffs, and a seagrams.  Stupid GPA.  Stupid Eric Trask.  Stupid Kim de St. Paer.  Messin up with my GPA cuz they made mistakes. AAAARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday monday monday....hmmmm, what happened monday...&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my Monday's suck goatey ass.  Or ghetto pigeon, as KELLY would say...(she's weird shhhhh!!!! haha, j/k KELLY.)&lt;br /&gt;I have classes from 9 am to 9 pm, how sucky is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, it's Tuesday, went to the ARC. FIRST TIME!!!  FEELS SO GOOD!!! Jogged a mile with APRIL and kick a big bag really hard.  Gotta sign up for Karate, every Tuesday nite from 7:30 to 9:20.  Gonna take out the leader and take over the class, MWAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yah, so that's my boring life up until today.  School is fun, after I take away to classes...&lt;br /&gt;Man, this entry sucks, nothing cool to say... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-11406241?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11406241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11406241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11406241' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-11272369</id><published>2002-03-29T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-29T22:20:11.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why do people leave the theatre the second the credits come up?  Don't they have the decency to look through the credits?  It's the least they can do after being entertained by those people, even if they don't remember the names...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, watched &lt;u&gt;Showtime&lt;/u&gt; with ALEX.  "It's SHOWTIME!"  Oh man, that is one of the greatest lines EVER!&lt;br /&gt;Saw CastAway, Ocean's Eleven, and Training Day over the week.  I must say, Helen Hunt = hot.  Screw you TONY P. she's not too old dammit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! It's the last day of Lent!!! I can eat meat again!!! Well, I'm not really that excited...I'm afraid my body will reject it or something and the world will blow up...o.O or something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung out with MARK and CHRIS.  Thank the Lord that you have a friend that works at SushiBoy, Daniel.  Free sushi = good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a few pointers from JOE S. on SSB Melee, time to dominate once I get back to the dorms =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really looking forward to getting back to the dorms.  See you all there Sunday night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helen Hunt is hot by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-11272369?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11272369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11272369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11272369' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-11237106</id><published>2002-03-28T20:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-28T20:39:35.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>(@#*&amp;$(@#*&amp;$(*#@&amp;$(*#@&amp;$(*@#&amp;*$(&amp;@#(*$&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is up with my parents never telling me what's going on?&lt;br /&gt;"Hey Daniel, by the way, we're going to church today at 9:30pm, so you can't do anything."&lt;br /&gt;Never telling me anything in advance, expecting me to drop everything.  Now they lay a guilt trip over me by telling me not to go if I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Bowling turned out to be a bust =(.  ADRIAN called, but I can't do anything cuz I have to go to church...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU HAVE PLANS THAT INVOLVE ME, THEN F'IN TELL ME ABOUT IT BEFOREHAND SO I DON'T MAKE PLANS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Like they're gonna read this...&lt;br /&gt;Like I haven't told them this a thousand times before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff to do:&lt;br /&gt;Buy "unmentionables."&lt;br /&gt;Get ERIC a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff done:&lt;br /&gt;Decided I don't need the car...no need to add financial burden on my parents...plus, I don't want to guarantee my dad that I'll transfer to Berkeley my 3rd year if I do get the car.&lt;br /&gt;Decided I don't want a haircut, maybe in the summer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-11237106?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11237106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11237106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11237106' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-11226578</id><published>2002-03-28T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-28T14:49:36.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Gotta keep breathing, because tomorrow, the sun will rise.  Who knows what the tide could bring?"&lt;br /&gt;-Chuck Nolan &lt;u&gt;CastAway&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-11226578?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11226578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11226578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11226578' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-11220182</id><published>2002-03-28T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-28T14:46:14.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I finally got something up on the net, after more than a year of "planning" to do it.  &lt;br /&gt;Anywho, for those of you who are on break, hope you're having a blast, I know I am. =)&lt;br /&gt;Watched Ice Age (great movie btw) with my CUZ, went shopping with another CUZ, kicked it with MARK at shiggle, washed my BABY (aka my dopeazz corolla), cleaned my dorm room (yay! finally), hugged my BABY II (aka my dopeazz computer @ dorms), dinner at the Elephant Bar with APRIL, KELLY, and GARREN, and watched Blade II (greatest comedy ever!) with GARREN.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna check out TONY P.'s digs at UCLA, then a night of the usual El Dorado and dinner and performing random crap in public with the Loyola crew.  Hang out with JOE S. and get some SSB Melee time in.  Movies with my dopeazz bro, ALEX (Ice Age again?).  Spend a day with my family.  Off to shiggle again with the MvC2 crew.  ERIC's b-day, then back to UCI for some "refreshments" (hehe) before the new quarter starts. Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff to do:&lt;br /&gt;Buy the "unmentionables" and maybe a new backpack.&lt;br /&gt;Decide if I really need a car, and the consequences of getting that car.&lt;br /&gt;Get ERIC a gift.&lt;br /&gt;Brush up on my MvC2.&lt;br /&gt;4.0&lt;br /&gt;Decide if I want to chop off most of my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Re-learn HTML.&lt;br /&gt;Learn how to play the damn guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Stop saying "dopeazz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff done:&lt;br /&gt;(hey! there will be stuff in here next time)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-11220182?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11220182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11220182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11220182' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3415415.post-11193576</id><published>2002-03-27T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T17:24:18.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3415415-11193576?l=marek21.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11193576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3415415/posts/default/11193576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marek21.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11193576' title=''/><author><name>daniel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07562805509272490966</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
