<?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-3791462</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:02:08.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For what it's worth</title><subtitle type='html'>Jason's blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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>60</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3791462.post-91696466</id><published>2003-03-31T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-31T00:22:39.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: hw break&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Real Emotion" Koda Kumi (Final Fantasy X-2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yuuwaku&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to see much of people this weekend. Seems like nobody was around for the most part. So I was alone again with nothing to keep me sane but music. I did get to go to Tower Records to look for some posters with Richardo (guitar class). I saw a really nice Beatles and Jimi Hendrix poster that I want to get, maybe soon. After that went to go look around Video Japan because I haven't been there in awhile. I found some Glay videos from their 98-99 tours and I rented one. Really really cool. Jiro cracks me up. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, last week we had our first test in guitar class!...........but it was just too easy, i'm sad to say. I hope he starts to move a little faster in there, I can't believe some people are still having trouble. PRACTICE, people, PRACTICE. So i'm really looking forward to tomorrow. We havent done anything new in there because he's been seeing each student individually and testing them. Well I got an "A" on that first test, and he said i'm a natural guitar player XD (i'm pretty sure he's required to say that to all his students).............He asked me what nationality I was................and he seemed really confused when I told him I was the Filipino Hisashi. LOL &gt;:) ........... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* ok i'm ready for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quiz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You are "Deep River" Congradulations! You&lt;br&gt;are very dark and mysterious. You often like&lt;br&gt;your solitude and no one really knows what you&lt;br&gt;are thinking besides your close friends. There&lt;br&gt;is something about your deep moods that keep&lt;br&gt;people on there feet and wanting more. You have&lt;br&gt;a very sensious side as well, way to be a title&lt;br&gt;song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/TheSinger/quizzes/What%20Utada%20Hikaru%20Song%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;What Utada Hikaru Song are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/3791462-91696466?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91696466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91696466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91696466' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-91466426</id><published>2003-03-26T23:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-26T23:30:56.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: listening&lt;br /&gt;Current songs: "Bois de Merveilles"- Malice Mizer, "First love dance remix" "Can you keep a secret?" "Simple and clean" "Hikari planet-b remix"- Utada Hikaru, "Suteki da ne"- FFX, "Yume no naka e"- Kare Kano,"Somewhere I belong" "From the inside"- Linkin Park, "Doomsday" "Seki Ray"- Gackt, "Happiness"- Glay, "Ningyo Hime"- Chobits, "If I can't be yours"- Neon Genesis Evangelion, "Here with me"- DIdo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stress&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really done or said much on-line and off-line. I seem to just shut myself out.I guess i'll blame it on school also my grandma is having open heart surgery today and I didn't get to see her yesterday.Well, with school, theres just so much work and I still need to redeem myself for last semester. This semester just started and already it's driving me out of my mind. Plus our school doesn't even give us Spring Break..........well they do, but it's only three days, and thats couting the weekend. :(  So i've just found myself listening to music on an extensive level. They pretty much set the tone for my day depending what I listen to............and as I look at it.............most of these songs aren't very upbeat and happy. I guess that wasn't really planned out though...^^....just feel like listening to them. I bought the new Linkin Park album yesterday (wow, I bought a music cd *_*) I like it very much and songs in this one seem a lot more deeper and meaningful than the songs in the first album. I've been listening to track number 10 the most, which is entitled.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........"From the Inside"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't know who to trust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;everyone feels so far away from me&lt;br /&gt;heavy thoughts sift through dust&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the lies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;trying not to break&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm so tired of this deceit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;every time I try to make myself&lt;br /&gt;get back up on my feet&lt;br /&gt;all i ever think about is this&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the tiring time between &lt;br /&gt;and how&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;trying to put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;just takes so much out of me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take everything from the inside&lt;br /&gt;and throw it all away&lt;br /&gt;'cause I swear, for the last time&lt;br /&gt;I won't trust myself with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tension is building inside&lt;br /&gt;steadily&lt;br /&gt;everyone feels so far away from me&lt;br /&gt;heavy thoughts forcing their way &lt;br /&gt;out of me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good song..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for this Sunday, "she" invited me to another event going on at her church and she wanted me to come buy, visit her and watch her sing since she has a solo. Still don't know if I want to go. Haven't seen her in a while, I hate to admit i've been feeling happier lately without her in my thoughts...................but I don't know.&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/3791462-91466426?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91466426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91466426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91466426' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-91219001</id><published>2003-03-23T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-23T03:15:04.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: before I sleep...&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Can you keep a secret?"- Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cooooool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say, just got a cool e-mail from my cousin, Ate Tonette. Some family tree someone made of my mom's side of the family, pretty cool. Click the link for a cool screen shot I took.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boomspeed.com/bizzyjae/familytree.jpg"&gt;Screenshot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-91219001?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91219001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91219001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91219001' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-91107468</id><published>2003-03-20T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T22:00:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Full&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Like a Stone"- Audioslave ^^;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quiz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/ghettokitty/1047299736_entrancing.jpg" border="0" alt="entrancing"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have an entrancing kiss~ the kind that leaves&lt;br&gt;your partner bedazzled and maybe even feeling&lt;br&gt;he/she is dreaming.  Quite effective; the kiss&lt;br&gt;that never lessens and always blows your&lt;br&gt;partner away like the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/ghettokitty/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20kiss%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of kiss are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1045377151_StuffSmirk.gif" border="0" alt="Smirk"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's a&lt;br&gt;little bit cocky and usually associated with&lt;br&gt;evil or arrogant,but attractive people.You&lt;br&gt;probably just don't give a damn,but it's&lt;br&gt;everyone else's fault if you don't because&lt;br&gt;you're too awesome to have any real faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Smile%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Smile are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0_o ?? yyyyyeaah riiiight, i'm guessing this is the same result the person who made this quiz got.&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/3791462-91107468?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91107468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91107468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91107468' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-91024614</id><published>2003-03-19T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-19T22:25:46.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: just got home from school........RESTFULL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Like a Stone"- Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Why am I not surprised?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I think we all saw this one coming a mile away. I guess the USA is at war now. Human nature at its finest. I'm thinking the world is about to get a little crazy in the several weeks to come. So to all friends, family and people I care about, just keep yourselves safe, we still have much to talk about. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stole......err........Borrowed from Tin's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**To Tin, yes, I read your blog, and NO, I don't hate you for being annoyed..........because many things annoy me too, somtimes even old folks. XD**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM BORED!!!&lt;br /&gt;1) First Grade Teacher: .......good question.&lt;br /&gt;2) Last word you said: See you later&lt;br /&gt;3) Last song you sang: "Like a Stone"- Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;4) Last person you hugged: "her" and that was a long while ago.......which means I dont get much hugs&lt;br /&gt;5) Last thing you laughed at: Some guy in class making a smart-alec remark to something the professor said.&lt;br /&gt;6) Last time you said 'I love you': To my grandmother last Sunday, had to call 911, she almost died in my arms while I was trying to take her to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;7) Last time you cried: ............good question&lt;br /&gt;8) What's in your CD player: Mp3 Mix&lt;br /&gt;9) What colour socks are you wearing: White&lt;br /&gt;10) What's under your bed: My guitar case&lt;br /&gt;11) What time did you wake up today: 8am&lt;br /&gt;12) Current taste: Ice cold Coke...Mmm Mmm Mmm&lt;br /&gt;13) Current hair: Messy light brown hair&lt;br /&gt;14) Current clothes: socks, jeans, tank top, long sleeve collar shirt&lt;br /&gt;15) Current annoyance: Slow drivers, Math, Homework&lt;br /&gt;16) Current longing: I want to get away.........far far away&lt;br /&gt;17) Current desktop picture: Yuna from FF-X2&lt;br /&gt;18) Current worry: Homework&lt;br /&gt;19) Current hate: Math&lt;br /&gt;20) Story behind your username: What user name?&lt;br /&gt;21) Current favourite article of clothing: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;22) Favourite physical feature of the opposite sex: Smile&lt;br /&gt;22) Favourite physical feature of the same sex: ..................&lt;br /&gt;23) Last CD that you bought:...............bou.........ght????&lt;br /&gt;4) Favourite place to be: Cold places, dimly lit places, my room, China town&lt;br /&gt;25) Least favourite place: Crowded places&lt;br /&gt;26) Time you wake up in the morning: 9 or 10am&lt;br /&gt;27) If you could play an instrument, what would it be: GUITAR!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;28) Favourite color: blue, grey, black&lt;br /&gt;29) Do you believe in an afterlife: sure&lt;br /&gt;30) How tall are you: 5'11" or 6 foot &lt;br /&gt;31) Current favourite word/s: Free, Ice Cold, Class is cancelled, No school, holiday, vacation&lt;br /&gt;32) Favourite book: Books we read in high school&lt;br /&gt;33) Favourite season: Winter and Fall&lt;br /&gt;34) One person from your past you wish you could go back and talk to: My art teacher from Jr. High, and all my Jr. High friends &lt;br /&gt;36) Where do you want to go: Goooooooood question &gt;:).....................*clears throat* ..............PHILIPPINES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;37) What is your career going to be like: brain washing, life-sucking, robot-like-slavery&lt;br /&gt;39) What kind of car will you have: Motorcylce&lt;br /&gt;40) Type a line you remember from any book: Keep it close, keep it safe&lt;br /&gt;41) A random lyric: "In your house, I long to be, room by room, patiently, i'll wait for you there, like a stone"&lt;br /&gt;42) Identify some things surrounding your computer: three empty cans of coke, one full can of coke, two empty cans of red bull, a glass of orange juice, head phones, chordless phone, guitar picks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-91024614?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91024614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/91024614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91024614' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-90692066</id><published>2003-03-13T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-13T22:55:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Steady&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Like a Stone"- Audioslave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...patiently...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally found some time to update. I've been paying attention to my xanga a little more often. Sure it's full of personality, but i'll stick to blogger. I might fix this blog up a little, but I can't html for beans. Xanga makes it look like I can though, it does all the work for me. Well, school is off to a good start, i'm going for it at full force. I'm a full time student now, as opposed to last semester. So i'm taking five classes. So far so good and there is little intimidation with these classes. I know I can handle it. I just hope I keep my momentum. I have to anyway. It's the only way to redeem myself because I still feel a little bit on the low point. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first electric guitar! I love her......seriously, i'm in love with her. I haven't gotten an amp yet because I have a little more to save up until I can get a really good one with some watt power. Guitar class is getting really good. We're learning how to read music, and everything is making so much sense to me. Also, i'm getting really good with chord progressions. *sigh* I know I have to patient, as I want results so bad now. But I have to take it one step at a time. I want to be great. Well, tomorrow is Friday so i'm really happy as of now. I can sure use the sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started listening more to Audioslaves music. I'm obsessed with the song "Like a Stone" I love the lyrics and the music video. The vocals and guitar are really good. It's the latest of the new songs out there that are able to capture me not just with my ears alone. Another song I can listen to at night time and just let my mind drift.Really really good song.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Like a Stone"- Audioslave&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a cold wet &lt;br /&gt;afternoon&lt;br /&gt; no room for love and emptiness&lt;br /&gt; by a freeway &lt;br /&gt;i confess i was lost in the pages&lt;br /&gt; of a book&lt;br /&gt; full of death &lt;br /&gt;reading how we'll die alone&lt;br /&gt; and if a god will lay to rest&lt;br /&gt; anywhere &lt;br /&gt;we want to go&lt;br /&gt; in your house&lt;br /&gt; i long to be room by room&lt;br /&gt; patiently &lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for you there &lt;br /&gt;like a stone&lt;br /&gt; i'll wait for you there &lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt; and on my death bed&lt;br /&gt; i will prey&lt;br /&gt; to the gods and the &lt;br /&gt;angels&lt;br /&gt; like a pagan&lt;br /&gt; to anyone who will take me to heaven&lt;br /&gt; to a place &lt;br /&gt;i would recall&lt;br /&gt; i was there so long ago &lt;br /&gt;the sky was bruised&lt;br /&gt; the &lt;br /&gt;world was black&lt;br /&gt; and there you led me on &lt;br /&gt;in your house &lt;br /&gt;i long to &lt;br /&gt;be&lt;br /&gt; room by room&lt;br /&gt; patiently&lt;br /&gt; i'll wait for you there&lt;br /&gt; liek a stone &lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for you there&lt;br /&gt; alone&lt;br /&gt; in all i read&lt;br /&gt; till the day was &lt;br /&gt;gone&lt;br /&gt; and i sat in regret&lt;br /&gt; in all the things i've done&lt;br /&gt; for all that &lt;br /&gt;i've blessed&lt;br /&gt; and all that i've wronged&lt;br /&gt; in dreams till my death&lt;br /&gt; i &lt;br /&gt;will wonder on &lt;br /&gt;in your house&lt;br /&gt; i long to be &lt;br /&gt;room by room &lt;br /&gt;patiently&lt;br /&gt; i'll wait for you there&lt;br /&gt; like a stone &lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for you &lt;br /&gt;there &lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt; alone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-90692066?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/90692066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/90692066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90692066' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-90445438</id><published>2003-03-10T00:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-10T00:23:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Mizerable&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Real Love"- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It's just not me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been feeling really bad and down lately. Let's just say I didn't get the grade I wanted in one of my classes. It's bothering me a lot with constant worry. My first semester, I was on the Deans List with some of the best grades i've gotten..........now all this.......just because of some laziness. This isn't me, this isn't what I want to be. I'll feel like crap until I redeem myself, and the only way to do that is through this coming semester. No more games. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think it would be nice to have a better half. Someone to push me if I start to look back at times,and someone to tell me I can do it, and that's its okay if I don't get it right the first time, just as long as I get up again and try again. Someone sincere enough who I can believe and trust. Well I don't have that, so it's easy to stray at times. But i'll just have to start giving it my all always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lyrics of the moment: "Real Love"- The Beatles&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All my little plans and schemes, &lt;br /&gt;lost like some forgotten dreams, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems that all I really was doing &lt;br /&gt;was waiting for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like little girls and boys, &lt;br /&gt;playing with their little toys. &lt;br /&gt;Seems like all they really were doing &lt;br /&gt;was waiting for love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to be alone, &lt;br /&gt;no need to be alone. &lt;br /&gt;It's real love, it's real. &lt;br /&gt;Yes it's real love, it's real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From this moment on I know &lt;br /&gt;exactly where my life will go&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Seems that all I really was doing &lt;br /&gt;was waiting for love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't need to be afraid, &lt;br /&gt;no need to be afraid. &lt;br /&gt;It's real love, it's real. &lt;br /&gt;Yes it's real love, it's real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thought I'd been in love before, &lt;br /&gt;but in my heart, I wanted more&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Seems like all I really was doing &lt;br /&gt;was waiting for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-90445438?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/90445438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/90445438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90445438' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-90226273</id><published>2003-03-05T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-03-07T00:58:25.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: clinging-to-last-moments-of-freedom-ness&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "No one knows"- Queens of the stone age, "Tren al sur"- Los Prisioneros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thorn in the mind&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I think i'm going to re-register for school. It's a real pain because I have to deal every single office in the school just to register. They make it very irritating. I usually wait until the last minute, maybe I still will. Well my Kuya Jicki was here earlier, he goes to my school too. Well he and my mom some what gave me some intervention about school. They say I should get serious and just try to finish and graduate as fast as I can. I guess they have a point. Time does seem to just pass without notice so often. Well Kuya Jicki regrets working after high school instead of going to school, he would have graduated college a loooong time ago. Well, the words of advice did sink in, and I really should be more serious about graduating. *sigh* It's easier said than done. When you're heart is not into what you're doing, it's very easy to be distracted. So instead of putting my heart into.............ugh..........business............I'm going to put my heart into giving myself a promising future and helping my mom financially after I graduate. Because like I said.........I could care less about business.......I'm not the type of person who would want to wear a suit and tie everyday and have coffee lunch breaks while checking the stock market..............*shudders* I'll never become like that!!! I promise. Ugh, they'll even make me cut my hair into something more "conservative".......@_______@..........ok, gotta stop thinking so far ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I just got back home. I actually went out with people from my school (not the guitar one)......which is something i've NEVER done. But my friend Sebastion is really cool. We got to know each other by talking about music and guitar. I told him about the classes I was taking and he came along with me to class on Monday and now he's enrolled into the class. But he is really really skilled in the guitar. Today he taught me how to play "When I come around" by Greenday. Pretty simple, but he can do some amazing stuff. I hope I become that skilled.........besides........I am going to be the Filipino Hisashi, so I might as well. LOL ^____________^.....juuuuust kidding.....&lt;br /&gt;Well Sebastion and one of his other friends from my school and I went to the Santa Monica Pier. I always wanted to go there but never knew how to get there. It's really nice, especially at night time. It's just a long pier going out into the ocean and they have an arcade, ferris wheel and bunch of other stuff. Plus theres the beach too. If theres anything I love more about the night, it's the ocean. I love the beach at night. It's not hot and theres hardly anyone around. Nothing but stars and miles and miles of water. So it was really cool to have finally gone there. Next time we suggested bringing our guitars and just playing on the beach. Now I have somewhere to go other than the boring usual............but being out there in the night and all the open space can really make you feel..............lonely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-90226273?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/90226273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/90226273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90226273' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-89885415</id><published>2003-02-27T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-28T01:34:06.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: ..................&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Dialogue Symphoni"- Moi Dix Mois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;.............&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had finals, no more school for a week. I've been so bored, I think I need to find something new to do with my time, too bad guitar isn't five days a week. I could be learning so much more. Just heard &lt;b&gt;Moi Dix Mois&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Mana's new band&lt;/b&gt; but I don't think i'll be able to find their new album anywhere out here in America. Maybe i'll try Little Tokyo. Anyway, i'm just very bored and things have been rather slow. Been feeling rather distant from everyone, I haven't seen any of my friends for about two weeks or so. I guess i'm tired of going out and doing the boring usual. But everyone seems to be occupied with their own things now anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how bored I was today, decided to make another blog on Xanga, but I doubt i'll even be doing anything with it. It helped me kill some time making the banner and everything. Maybe i'll use it for second rate quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=Jaesin"&gt;Xanga Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pic:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/bizzyjae/moidixmois.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moi Dix Mois..........better than Malice Mizer with Klaha............but not Malice Mizer with Gackt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-89885415?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89885415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89885415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89885415' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-89685471</id><published>2003-02-24T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T22:26:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: up beat&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Fighting Spirit"- Glay, *Doomsday"- Gackt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Better days&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, today was one of the coolest days ever. I got to school (guitar) early and I went to vending machine right next to my class room. The machine didn't have any prices for the drinks so I just pressed the order number to check. But when I pressed it, the drink came out! I didn't pay anything. The machine was paying off ""free"" drinks! LOL. So I just kept pressing and the drinks kept falling. I only had a note book in my back pack and it became about 10 or 15 pounds heavier because of all the drinks I put in there. ^____^ Ok, I guess that might be stealing, but that was just a once in a life time opportunity. I was going nuts on that machine and pressing buttons like it was an arcade game. I feel sorry for the guy responsible for that. He's going to think the machine is full of money because of all the drinks that were """sold""" but he's going to get a rude awakening! lol ^__________^ And this one guy in my class that I talk to came and I told him. He told me to watch his guitar so he can go to his car and get his back pack. lol. So he took my place raiding that poor machine. Then this one girl from the class next door came and she was looking and thinking what to buy. Nice girl too, Filipino. I think her name was Mary Anne.&lt;br /&gt; I told her "go ahead, its free",&lt;br /&gt; "really??",&lt;br /&gt; "yeah, watch, what do you want?", &lt;br /&gt;"water",&lt;br /&gt; "ok look *presses order number*, &lt;br /&gt;"cooooooooool LOL",&lt;br /&gt; "don't you want anymore? this isn't going to happen again", &lt;br /&gt;"LOL no its ok", &lt;br /&gt;"aw come on, here *presses order number*" have a Snapple on the school, for the road", &lt;br /&gt;"LOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's really nice and I talked to her a while after that. It's weird how easy it was to talk to her. So yeah, made a new friend. Which is so weird. I don't have a hard time talking to people in the college I take guitar classes. But in my other school, i'm like an outcast or something, i'm so anti-social and alienated there, it's strange. But in this school, I made more friends in about 2 days than I have in two years at my other school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the strangest and coolest thing to happen today. This other guy in my guitar class, his name is Richardo. I've been talking to him the most because he went to my high school and lives in the same neighborhood I used to live in. I didn't know him in high school though. I offered him a ride home because he takes the bus and its a pretty long trip, plus it's good to see the old neighborhood again. So while we were in the car I asked him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So what kind of music do you listen to"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, mostly spanish rock, but lately i've been into japanese rock, I don't know why, I saw some on the international channel and I liked it"&lt;br /&gt;"oh really??? which group?"&lt;br /&gt;"Gackt"&lt;br /&gt;"WhaaaaAaat?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh you know about him?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, I listen to him!"&lt;br /&gt;"coool, yeah I like Vanilla"&lt;br /&gt;"lol, who else do you listen to?"&lt;br /&gt;"Malice Mizer"&lt;br /&gt;" *_*.........Good lord!!"&lt;br /&gt;"You know about them?"&lt;br /&gt;" *pulls out Malice Mizer cd from cd wallet*"&lt;br /&gt;"lol cool, yeah I like illuminati, and I got to admit that one girl is pretty, whats her name?"&lt;br /&gt;"Mana?..........yeah..........uh.........sorry to break this to you...............but thats a guy"&lt;br /&gt;"whaaaat??? Nooooooooooo"&lt;br /&gt;"lol sorry, have you seen any of the music videos?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, Vanilla, its a weird video and the live one"&lt;br /&gt;"the one where Gackt humps his guitar player?"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, I also like Rondo of Love and Sadness"&lt;br /&gt;"the live performance??"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah"&lt;br /&gt;"That's my favorite video, have you heard of Glay?"&lt;br /&gt;"no"&lt;br /&gt;"aww, i'll burn you some cd's of music videos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was one of the biggest shocks ever. I would have never guessed he'd be into Malice Mizer and Gackt. He's not even asian, he's hispanic. And a lot of people are pretty closed minded about foreign music. So I was just amazed. I think I have a renewed faith in humanity. Before I dropped him off we went to the store, Guitar Center, so I can browse around for my future electric and he gave me some recommendations. He already owns an electric and he's been playing for about 4 years. He's plays spanish rock and he's really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I got home, my mom told me out of no where,&lt;br /&gt; "When I get my tax return, i'm going to buy you a electric guitar"&lt;br /&gt;"I found a cheap one for $149"&lt;br /&gt;"Thats just a cheap one, you better buy a good quality one"&lt;br /&gt;" ......... *_*........ ;_;...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, one of the strangest and coolest days i've ever had. Too bad guitar is only two days a week. ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, Utada Hikaru is my girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-89685471?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89685471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89685471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89685471' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-89533954</id><published>2003-02-21T19:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-21T20:14:51.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: blank&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "All along the watch tower"- Jimi Hendrix, "Doomsday"-Gackt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Down hill&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever relate to a song you didn't even know the words to? I guess music really is universal. I just heard "Doomsday" by Gackt. I don't understand a single word he's saying, but music and feeling will let you understand every emotion that person is feeling as he or she is singing. And Doomsday represents everything i'm feeling right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............but if Gackt meant the song to be about hot bi-sexual loving, can someone please inform me?..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a carefree couple of weeks, but it can't always be like that. Sooner or later everything problematic will come flooding back to your head whether you like it or not. It's never voluntary and i'm never down for the sake of being down. School work is taking its toll and sometimes I feel like I can't manage with it. Or sometimes i'd just like to say the hell with it and be lazy. Not a good habit. Ugh, it's so stressful. I try to balance both working hard for a promising future and living in the moment and following your heart because from what i've learned, life is unpredictable and tomorrow isn't guaranteed. But so far, i'd say I have no regrets on how i've gone about doing things. I hate to worry about the future so much. I don't want to become a failure. I shouldn't be thinking so far ahead though but any worries I don't have would always find a way to make themselves apparent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't regret taking guitar classes, but I know for a fact its become a distraction. For the most part i've had a guitar in my hands rather than a book and guitar class is pretty much all I look forward too in my week. I know that isn't a good thing either and I have to get back into my other school work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm glad it's Friday, I really need this weekend to get my mind straight and in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, i've been trying to forget about "her" and move on. Which is why i've been so happy and carefree for awhile. I was managing just fine. But out of the blue as usual, she called me two days ago asking how've I been. And as happy as I was to hear from her, it's also pure torment. She must really have no idea whats going on inside me and i'm at the point of telling her everything I feel if I get the opportunity. Made plans for dinner, but this time, i'm not very excited to see her. Because I know it's all down hill for my carefree state. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever want to just get away with nothing holding you back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll fix all this.&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/3791462-89533954?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89533954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89533954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89533954' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-89359323</id><published>2003-02-18T23:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T00:56:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: *_*&lt;br /&gt;Current song- "Shakkazombie"- Siroi Yami No Naka, "Happiness"- Glay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oh.........my........god&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I think i've been desensitized of all violence in tv and movies, this happens. I'm still trying to make sense of what I just witnessed here. Part of me would like to call this the greatest thing ever made, another part of me wants to sleep with a knife under my pillow, and a major part of me wants to find the man who made this thing and admit him in a mental institute. Very much disturbing at first, I didn't know how much innocence I had when I started it. My jaw was on the floor, but then you get used to it. I don't think thats a good thing either. And if you could look at this like it was an episode of "Friends".......you have some serious issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched &lt;b&gt;Battle Royale&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But underneath all the unreal violence is a harsh reality of story telling. Kinji Fukasaku, the director went through some harsh experiences as a kid during World War II. I just thought its weird how people can be so fascinated with war and violence. I can be too, at times. But if you see the movie, its strange how shocking it is to see a young student die by the hands of another young student. And they're all forced into this war and forced to kil just like a real war. Though when you watch a movie like Saving Private Ryan, watching a real army soldier die doesn't seem so shocking. Such a big differance, and all because of a change in uniform. But in real life, if was the same type of young students being drafted into war.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a deep movie, but that's my take on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you haven't seen it yet..........be warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not for everyone..... *_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://pinkuspider.com" alt="Take the quiz at pinkuspider.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pinkuspider.com/quiz/qshuya.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;font color="RED"&gt;What Battle Royale character are you?&lt;br&gt;take the quiz at &lt;a href="http://pinkuspider.com"&gt;pinkuspider.com&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Awww...how cute! You're Nanahara, a.k.a. Shuya. You've had more than your fair share of hard knocks in life, but still you've maintained a sweet nature, alongside with a desire to help people. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/K/Kailieann/1039227053_hijuugoban.gif" border="0" alt="Boys #15 Nanahara Shuuya"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Boys #15  Nanahara Shuuya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;BR&gt;	You are Nanahara Shuuya. Your life sucks.&lt;br&gt;You've lost everyone you care about, but you&lt;br&gt;haven't let it get you too far down. Because&lt;br&gt;there's still that girl, and you'll do ANYTHING&lt;br&gt;to protect her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Kailieann/quizzes/Which%20Battle%20Royale%20boy%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Battle Royale boy are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuya is cool......but I wouldn't have minded getting Kiriyama! &gt;:)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......if you haven't noticed, i'm hooked on this movie.&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/3791462-89359323?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89359323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89359323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89359323' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-89282466</id><published>2003-02-17T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T22:18:08.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/darksquall/1044723370_iz20hentai.jpg" border="0" alt="20 % YAOI Hentai!"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're 20 % YAOI Hentai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/darksquall/quizzes/How%20much%20of%20a%20YAOI%20Hentai%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;How much of a YAOI Hentai are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I honestly don't have anything against yaoi stuff. I really don't........But.......hmph! What is up with the whole Squall and Seifer stuff?? *_* HE LOVES RINOA!!!! @_@ Instead of them, why not Shinji and Tenchi?? That's more believeable. But thats my opinion. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-89282466?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89282466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89282466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89282466' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-89227193</id><published>2003-02-16T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T11:02:34.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://anime.ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/badboy/badboy.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://anime.ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/badboy/Spikequiz.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just watching a bad dream I'd never wake up from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://anime.ydoc.myagora.net/quizes/badboy/badboy.html" target="new"&gt;Find out what anime bad boy you are.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You're most like laid back bounty hunter.&lt;br /&gt;You're the cool headed Spike. Not much gets to you...seemingly. You hold some inner pain, but you keep it hidden as best as you can. Inner pain or not, you are incredibly bad-ass&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.moonlotus.net/themesong/themesong.html" target="new"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.moonlotus.net/themesong/roadtothewest.jpg" width=230 height=140 alt="my cowboy bebop theme song is road to the west" border=0&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &lt;i&gt; what's your cowboy bebop theme song?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&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/3791462-89227193?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89227193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89227193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89227193' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-89182058</id><published>2003-02-16T03:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T11:46:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Just a few songs before I sleep&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Missing You"- Glay, "Can you Keep a Secret"- Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/Spike-Spiegal/1045385037_tsbalmung2.jpg" border="0" alt="balmung"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are Balmung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Spike-Spiegal/quizzes/Which%20.hack%5C%5Cinfection%20character%20are%20you%3F"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which .hack//infection character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooked on .hack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-89182058?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89182058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89182058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89182058' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-89123311</id><published>2003-02-14T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T01:44:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: surprisingly fine&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Yuuwaku"- Glay, "Pushing the sky"- Cowboy Bebop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Driving rain and heart day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been going by so slow!! &lt;b&gt;Well thats what happens with anticipation&lt;/b&gt;. You want so bad for the future that the present just seems to sllooow down and go backwards.This week was my first week of guitar classes, which were on Monday and Wednesday. So far, I really like the class a lot. The teacher is very skilled and has been playing for 50 years. He also used to tour with Frank Sinatra. There are about 60 people in the class all whom which are very friendly and apiring guitar players. I'm very pleased to have enrolled into the class. Where are before, my weeks seemed very "empty", "meaningless" and "unproductive" as I have called them before. But the class really added a lot of excitment and happiness in my week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that, its been raining a lot this week, really hard too. I welcomed it though. Its been so hot for some time and I like the rain. Except for Wednesday. The parking lot at school is so big and always full of cars. After guitar class, its a long walk back to the parking lot. So I was walking right under the rain for some time. I don't carry umbrellas with me either. So by the time I got to the parking lot, I was literally drenched and wet from head to toe, plus I was carrying my guitar in case too. I couldn't even find my car for a while. So I was walking back and forth in the parking lot looking for my car getting even more wet. And when I get my socks wet in the rain, thats when I lose it and go insane. Luckily I was able to find the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides guitar class, theres the other school work. I don't like to talk about school, so i'll just leave it at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my cousin &lt;b&gt;Jeffrey&lt;/b&gt; was staying at my house for the whole week. We go to the same school, only he lives about an hour away, while me, I only live about 10 minutes away from the school. So he was tired of driving back and forth every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't gone out or done anything fun that much. Blame it on the weather I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night it was raining too. We just hung out at &lt;b&gt;Cartrell's&lt;/b&gt; because my cousin challenged him to a game of Madden &lt;b&gt;NFL and NBA 2k3 on PS2&lt;/b&gt;. I don't really play those games so I just used Cartrells computer and mess with his webcam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And today...........Valentines Day&lt;/b&gt;. I did a fairly good job at avoiding the whole idea. It used to be worse at school when it seemed everyone had someone special to be with and they're all carrying balloons and stuff. Today was fine, as long as nobody rubbed that sort of stuff in my face..........&lt;b&gt;hmph!........WHAT A JOKE!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quiz &lt;/b&gt;(for the sake of Valentines day :P):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Carefree&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You care about your girl, and need someone who's&lt;br&gt;going to keep up with you! You love to have fun&lt;br&gt;and would take a long walk over dinner any day.&lt;br&gt;Be careful though, even the most tomboyish of&lt;br&gt;girls have feelings, I should know. Don't get&lt;br&gt;so caught up in fun and games that you can't&lt;br&gt;see when she needs you. Make sure you're there&lt;br&gt;for her when she's down, or she may leave you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="-1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Dragoneyes/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Boyfriend%20Are%20You%3F(only%20take%20this%20quiz%20if%20you%20REALLY%20want%20to%20know)/"&gt;What Kind of Boyfriend Are You?(only take this quiz if you REALLY want to know)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pics:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/bizzyjae/pics8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my cousin Jeffrey at Cartrells house.&lt;br /&gt;&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/3791462-89123311?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89123311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/89123311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89123311' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-88750024</id><published>2003-02-08T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T01:21:53.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/EmrysWolf/1043740625_alitycrow2.gif" border="0" alt="Crow"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Crow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/EmrysWolf/quizzes/What%20Is%20Your%20Animal%20Personality%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Is Your Animal Personality?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-88750024?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88750024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88750024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88750024' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-88698295</id><published>2003-02-07T02:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-07T02:25:58.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Couldn't be better&lt;br /&gt;Current song/s: "Yuuwaku"- Glay, "Yume no Naka e"- Kare Kano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Things are looking up&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately i've been feeling so happy. It's those instances when everything seems to be going right and there's no worry in your mind at all. You feel as if you're at your best, so strong minded, and energetic. Nothing could hold you down, you're invincible. That's how i've been feeling these past couple days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In english class, my profressor assigned us to write a research paper, about the length of six pages. We need to use the school library and such for our resources. It's been the most challenging assignment she's given us so far. But instead of roll my eyes, sigh, and slam my head on the desk, I didn't. I actually welcomed the challenge with open arms and made a note to go full force on it. Something I wouldn't always do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day after that, my Dad calls up my sister and I to have lunch. Doesn't seem like such a big deal, but I hardly see my dad these days. Something little like that can make me really happy. We ate at Sushiaki, which is the best sushi place i've ever eaten at. And it was just a good day, my dad and I would actually laugh at each others jokes. He's the coolest, so young at heart. He'd make fun of my sister because she complains about being fat. So he jokes about how he and I can eat and eat and never get fat. He says I get it from him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, instead of going back home with my sister, she wanted to go to the furniture store and buy some decorations for her room. I was just going to get dropped off by my Dad, since where she wanted to go was off the way. It just so happens her friend cancelled on her and didn't want to go. So she decides to take me along. So I got to shop around with my sister, something I hardly ever ever do. She even bought me furniture for my room which i'm still designing. On our way back, on the freeway, her car breaks down! Right on the freeway and even in the speed lane. We almost got hit by a big rig truck which was pretty scary. But do our luck there was an exit to our right. Her car barely made it and stopped right at the exit. It was in the middle of no where, just a quiet neighborhood. She was so thankful that she had brought me along. I was able to push the car from the back while she turned the steering wheel. She told me she was so happy she brought me, or else she would have broke down and cried. My sister has never said anything like that me before. I felt really good inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pushed the car all the way to this car towing place down the street. The tow truck guy was really nice and he was going to drive us to the Toyota dealership (hehe...TOYOTA!!! :p) so she could complain. She's had so many problems with that car. The car is brand new, she just bought it in December. She was so mad, she started crying when she was talking to the Toyota guy. So I was able to stand up for her and go into Vegeta-mode and give that guy a piece of my mind. That felt really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today after school, i'm driving home and street I usually take home was full of traffic, so I decided to take another street down the road. This street happened to be the street of Pierce College, which was the place I was planning to enroll for Guitar Classes. So I say "ah what the hell" and pulled into the college parking lot, the campus was so big and I was already lost, I guess classes were going on because there was no one around to ask for directions. I was a little intimidated and I was about to go back to my car. But this time, I just didn't want to turn my back, so I just kept walking down this loooooong walk way, until I finally found the office. There was a pretty long line that I wasn't too fond of waiting in. But again, I pushed myself into dealing with it and come for what I came for. And now, I am finally enrolled in the guitar class!!!!! The first day is on monday. I only have to go Mondays and Wednesdays. I'm so excited. I was also really happy that I put effort into persuing my ambition, now I finally feel like i'm making my goal real. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And right now, i'm talking to Antonio. My friend from high school, he's in the army and stationed in Korea. It turns out he'll be able to go on leave in March and he's finally going to able to come back!!!! He's one of my closest friends. We share almost all the same interests and he's the only person I can turn to about my problems. I miss him a lot. I told him i'm going throw him a welcome home BBQ and invite everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically been my week so far! ^_^ It might not seem like such a big deal to some, but I find a lot of happiness in all these little things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but another thing, Antonio wants me to go with him and his girlfriend to Disneyland when he comes back. And he wants me to bring a date for myself!! T_T I don't think thats going to happen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-88698295?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88698295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88698295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88698295' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-88520441</id><published>2003-02-03T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-03T23:44:36.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current song: "Drops of Jupiter"- Train, "Just Communication"- Gundam Wing, "Rythem Emotion"- Gundam Wing&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: Feeling better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;No more sick&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally feeling better. Everything seems to be going away. Its been a pretty slow week. Last Friday I went with &lt;b&gt;Rik, Cartrell, Miguel, Mike and Coffee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; to go watch "&lt;b&gt;Final Destination 2&lt;/b&gt;". I didn't really want to see the movie at first to tell you the truth. The thought that teen movies were still being made sort of made me cringe. But that movie is pretty damn good. It's such a trip and I was laughing most of the way through it. A little gorey, but its really a lot of fun. Something you can enjoy with a group of friends. Instead of that movie, I wanted to see &lt;b&gt;Biker Boyz&lt;/b&gt;......don't ask why. I've just had this long time fascination with japanese motor cycles for a long time. I still want to get one for myself. I just crave the speed and the wind in my face, and the thought of blazing through the empty streets at night time. Something I really want to do, gives me a feeling of open space and freedom. Yeah, when ever i'll be able to save money, I'm going to get a motorcycle. My family thinks i'm crazy because of how dangerous bikes are. But I only want one for night time when theres no traffic. ^_^ Of course, none of my friends wanted to see Biker Boyz, so the majority won. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't have gone out that night, because I started to feel more sick afterwards. Ugh, I spent the weekend mostly in bed feeling miserable and drinking gallons of orange juice. My medicine hardly helped. Though I did stick with my diet. I ate nothing but Subway sandwhiches and drank nothing but water and orange juice. No coke what so ever. Until today, that is, I sold out and ended up drinking a can. I feel better. No more sickness, just gotta lay off mass consumption of junk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking to &lt;b&gt;Leo&lt;/b&gt; on AIM right now, if you don't know, he's a long time friend (since 3rd grade) Recently he's been diagnosed with cancer and spent about 4 to 6 months in the hospital and chemo. Now he's back home totally free from cancer. What a fighter. Anyway, he just told me that he uses his &lt;b&gt;Electric guitar as a hat rack&lt;/b&gt;. A HAT RACK!!! ...............hmph!!...........blasphemous!!! He just doesn't want to find the time to repair his long time broken amp, &lt;b&gt;so he uses it.........as.......A HAT RACK!!!!!!.....&lt;/b&gt;I just don't get. And I don't think I ever will. I was going to enroll in those guitar classes, but i'm looking around more for other (and closer) deals. I haven't given up on it. And i'm not going to. The fire continues to burn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been downloading some anime lately on Kazaa. I'm thinking I used to cherish every frame of anime that was given to me when I was younger.&lt;b&gt; I don't like the thought of losing interest in the things I love &lt;/b&gt;and growing into some boring bitter guy. So i'd like to nurture the interest. &lt;b&gt;Decided to give .Hack//sign, Fruits Basket,Chobits and Saiyuki another chance&lt;/b&gt; and started downloading more episodes. I'm also trying to download the entire &lt;b&gt;Cowboy Bebop &lt;/b&gt;series because that series is very dear to me. So yeah,&lt;b&gt; Anime is back&lt;/b&gt;, though it would help if I actually had friends who liked anime. I stand alone..........alone and &lt;b&gt;deprived&lt;/b&gt;.......... ;_;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah............Valentines..........day.........slowly creeping up.............not that i'm keeping track or anything................... ;_;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-88520441?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88520441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88520441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88520441' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-88398769</id><published>2003-02-01T16:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T22:45:51.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your score is&lt;br /&gt;42/50&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does that mean? &lt;br /&gt;Others see you as an exciting, highly volatile, rather impulsive personality; a natural leader, who's quick to make decisions, though not always the right ones. They see you as bold and adventuresome, someone who will try anything once; someone who takes chances and enjoys an adventure. They enjoy being in your company because of the excitement you radiate. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;My personality is rated 42.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.midgetfarm.com/quiz/personality.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;What is yours?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/center&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/3791462-88398769?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88398769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88398769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88398769' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-88258213</id><published>2003-01-30T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-01T14:06:31.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Horrible&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Real Love"- The Beatles, "While my guitar gently wheeps"- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the week has been going so good, now this.&lt;b&gt; I think i'm getting sick, I feel horrible&lt;/b&gt;. I've been going out lately too much and eating and drinking a bunch of junk. Plus the weather has either been really cold one minute, than really hot the next. Uuggghhh...... Today I didn't even want to get out of bed. Also I think i've been pushing myself too much with my work outs. Been trying to do 50 push ups (by sets of 10) when ever I wasn't doing anything or just watching tv followed by 30 minutes on the punching bag and when I would wake up sore the next day, I would resort to sit ups. Now I think its caught up with me. If I hadn't ate all that junk food, I probably wouldnt be feeling like this. So I decided to give up the junk for about a week and stick to salad,fruits and water....yup........&lt;b&gt;i'm giving up Coke for a WHOLE WEEK&lt;/b&gt;. I wonder how long into it until I crack and start running laps on the cieling? Its alright, as long as i'm feeling like crap for the next week i'll be fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's pretty much been school and going out lately. Staying after school after hours so I would resort to doing homework and free from all distractions.After school, i'd just head over to &lt;b&gt;Cartrells&lt;/b&gt; because my mom and this one guy who's supposedly my uncle that stays with us have their visitors over which annoy me a little too much. I didn't think it was still possible, but the other day &lt;b&gt;Cartrell, Miguel &lt;/b&gt;and I went to see &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets&lt;/b&gt;. I was surprised they were still playing it. Besides us, there were only like four other people in there watching it. So I was able to raise the arm rests and have a whole row of seats to myself and lay down. The movie was good. It was more exciting and dark than the first. But &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and Ron seem to have gone through puberty over their summer off&lt;/b&gt;. I like &lt;b&gt;Hermione&lt;/b&gt; the best though anyway. She's so cool!!! ^______________^ I also wanted to see &lt;b&gt;Malfoy&lt;/b&gt; get his &lt;b&gt;ass kicked &lt;/b&gt;really bad, but it never happened. After that we just hung out at Cartrell's place and thats when I started getting sick. Aaarrrgh make it go away =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/bizzyjae/Image020.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/bizzyjae/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Miguel and Cartrell. Just messing around while they were playing PS2 and I was getting sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-88258213?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88258213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88258213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88258213' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-88000039</id><published>2003-01-25T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T01:18:12.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Energized but nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "If I can't be yours"- The End of Evangelion, "Here with me"- Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday night and no more homework&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got home from another non-exciting Friday night. I took &lt;b&gt;Cartrell&lt;/b&gt; to &lt;b&gt;Frys Electronics &lt;/b&gt;because he wanted to buy some stuff. While I was wandering around, I saw an &lt;b&gt;electric guitar &lt;/b&gt;on display and &lt;b&gt;ready to play&lt;/b&gt;, amp and everything. &lt;b&gt;I just couldn't resist&lt;/b&gt;, i've never even held an electric guitar before. So I turned the amp &lt;b&gt;volume&lt;/b&gt; all the way up and strummed a chord. The &lt;b&gt;energy&lt;/b&gt; I felt from that &lt;b&gt;amp&lt;/b&gt; was &lt;b&gt;beautiful&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;b&gt; I fell in love with it&lt;/b&gt;. So I started playing the guitar solo from &lt;b&gt;"And I love her"- by The Beatles &lt;/b&gt;and this little girl that was watching me said I was the best guitar player in the world. LOL ^_^ .......suuuuurrreee. I better hold off on getting an electric before learning with my current (and very much beaten up) acoustic. Thats what everyone tells me. I still love my guitar though. Just a little more &lt;b&gt;fuel for the fire &lt;/b&gt;that is my ambition of learning guitar. We'll see how it goes.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we met up with &lt;b&gt;Miguel&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Rik&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Marcos&lt;/b&gt; and some other people and decided to go to the movies. We stood for about a good 15 minutes outside thinking of what to watch. They weren't playing &lt;b&gt;25th Hour&lt;/b&gt;, which was the only movie I was looking forward to seeing. We were going to watch "&lt;b&gt;Darkness Falls&lt;/b&gt;" until &lt;b&gt;Miguel&lt;/b&gt; mentioned &lt;b&gt;In-n-Out&lt;/b&gt;, and we just decided to eat instead. &lt;b&gt;Good job Miguel&lt;/b&gt;, I didn't even know what we were about to watch. The rest of the night was spent eating, cracking jokes and a good deal of laughing. It was an alright Friday I guess. I wanted to go home early though, wasn't really in the mood to be out and stuff. &lt;b&gt;I guess I just sort of wanted to be alone &lt;/b&gt;and left in peace. All that homework and junk I had to deal with, I just wanted to relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though when I got home, I wasn't able to kick back because I had to take my sister to the market because she wanted to cook dinner. And at the store is when it aaaaall hit me. I was seeing.................&lt;b&gt;red&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;b&gt;Valentines decorations everywhere&lt;/b&gt;. Chocolates, flowers and cards......for that special someone on ...................Valentines.......day..................*crosses arms Vegeta style and swings head to the right*......hmph!...what a joke! ..........Okay so i'm bitter, can you blame me? &lt;b&gt;Valentines day SUCKS when you're alone&lt;/b&gt;...........and I can predict this coming Valentines day just perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched End of Evangelion earlier today because I was bored and it was too early to go out. Now that song is back in my head........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanatos~ If I can't be yours~&lt;br /&gt;The End of Evangelion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time,&lt;b&gt; I fear to tell i've been holding it back so long&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But something strange deep inside of me is happening&lt;br /&gt;I feel unlike I've ever felt and its making me scared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That I may not be what I think I am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What of us, what do I say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Are we both from a different world?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause every breath that I take, I breathe it for you&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't face my life without you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so afraid. There's nothing to comfort us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What am I?, if I can't be yours&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I don't sleep, don't feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;And my senses have all but gone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't even cry from the pain, can't shed a tear now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I realize we're not the same and it's making me sad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we can't fufill our dreams in the life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I must, let us break free&lt;br /&gt;I can never be what you need &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;If there was a way through the hurt, then I would find it &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take the blows, &lt;br /&gt;Yes I would fight it, But this is the one, &lt;br /&gt;Impossible dream to live, &lt;br /&gt;What am I?, if I can't be yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love this song.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-88000039?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88000039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/88000039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88000039' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-87890791</id><published>2003-01-23T01:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T03:15:43.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: blank&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Here With Me"- Dido (My current theme song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;More Homework&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;A HREF= "http://quizilla.com/users/Shirono/quizzes/The%20inner%20color%20quiz%20(Utena%20Images)" &gt; &lt;IMG SRC="http://homepage.mac.com/werkers/colorquiz/youareblue.jpg"&gt; &lt;P&gt;You are blue. You are somewhat innocent, in the fact that your genius only extends to the physical world. You have a false sense of contentness. You are usually the quiet one, the genius. Everyone can count on you to help when they have problems, but you only fall short of being able to solve your own. &lt;/P&gt; &lt;P&gt;What inner color are you? &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;P&gt;&lt;FONT SIZE= "-1"Quiz by Shirono&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Luxxy/quizzes/Which%20James%20Dean%20film%20character%20are%20you?/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034234552_Epicturesjimmyrebel.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which James Dean film character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You are Jim Stark from "Rebel Without a Cause". You're good at heart but put on a tough guy image for fear of being called chicken. You're frustrated with your family and you just want some friends to ease your loneliness. You end up becoming the idol of one person and first love of another, and tragedy makes you realize how stupid being a rebel is.&lt;/center&gt;&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/3791462-87890791?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87890791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87890791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87890791' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-87829743</id><published>2003-01-21T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T23:58:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: amused&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Here With Me"- Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;School and fun rarely mix well.....and in this case...........no&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say because school is slowly killing my spirit and sense of enjoyment. My four day weekend went by more like four minutes and I didn't do anything productive. I have so much homework assignments to do. Things could be better; a lot better. I guess we all have our bad days, though mine seems to be stretching on for about a week. All I did in class today was day dream about sprouting wings and flying away somewhere and have a dim-sum picnic in a grassy field..............0_o.................oooook, I don't know what i'm talking about. ^_^.....back to hw........ -_-...............here's a quiz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quiz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/S.T.A.R.S./quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20RPG%20hero%20are%20you%20%3F%20(male)/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/S.T.A.R.S./1042801181_ale-knight.jpg" border="0" alt="You%20are%20a%20knight%20!!"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What kind of RPG hero are you ? (male)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a hero!!!!! Go me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-87829743?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87829743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87829743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87829743' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-87675344</id><published>2003-01-19T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T02:49:29.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: relaxed&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "I don't wanna miss a thing"- Aerosmith, "While my guitar gently wheeps"- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Four day weekend...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Some of the sweetest words i've heard recently. No school friday and I didn't do much, it was the perfect time for me to catch up on some sleep i've been missing and it was really good. Saturday was nothing special either. I'm not really liking this too much. It seems theres never really anything to do around here. It's always the same choices. Movies or going out to eat. There's always pool and bowling but no one ever seems to be up for that, except for Antonio and Kerron but they're out of the city, Antonio even out of the country. I got some boring friends :P There's a lot of time easily wasted. Life has been so boring lately. SOMEONE SAVE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As usual, I don't have anything planned out for the rest of the weekend. Everything is usually last minute, and hardly exciting anyway. I got a good deal of homework I should be getting too.............maybe later. One good thing is i'm finally getting a little comfortable with school and the people at school. Before, everyone just sort of annoyed me.....a lot. I guess because most of the people there are a little different from my friends and I didn't understand them. They all seemed to be a bunch of attention-deficit-disorder-goofy-happy-hippie-folks. They're pretty funny people and i'm finally begining to socialize with them (after about a year and a half of being in that school) Things should be looking up. But I don't really like talking about school. So on to other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to register for the guitar classes when I have the time. They're at some other college. The eagerness to learn the guitar has been the only excitment i've had recently. It's something I don't think i'll be giving up on any time soon. There was a special on John Lennon the other day on TV. That really hyped me up. I idolize that man. Just the things he's accomplished as a musician and an artist and the lyrics he's laid down. There's my only artistic motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i've been doing a good job on keeping my mind off things. Things are fine as of now and I am content. School is still ugly, but I can manage just fine with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days to the four day weekend, all I ask is for some fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quizzes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Maliejandra/quizzes/Which%20Roswell%20Couple%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/Maliejandra/1037140028_DreamersS1.gif" border="0" alt="Dreamers"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Roswell Couple Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;~Max and Liz~ You're probably a dreamer! You crave a relationship that can last through anything and really will go on forever. The great thing about the Dreamers relationship is that there are so many things that Max and Liz do to be together, even if they aren't destined to be together. All I can say is, Awww!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/dipndotts/quizzes/Which%20Beatles%20Album%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/dipndotts/1036624996_esrevolver.jpg" border="0" alt="revolver"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Beatles Album Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Blumaroo/quizzes/Which%20Final%20Fantasy%20Character%20From%20Kingdom%20Hearts%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/B/Blumaroo/1037326959_omCloudpic.JPG" border="0" alt="You%20are%20the%20warrior%20who%20fights%20for%20justice.%20You%20are%20being%20controlled%20by%20Hades."&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Final Fantasy Character From Kingdom Hearts Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far, the ugliest quiz result i've ever seen. Except for Cloud.&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/3791462-87675344?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87675344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87675344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87675344' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-87325864</id><published>2003-01-12T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T00:27:47.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: happy and bored&lt;br /&gt;Current: "Trauma"- Ayumi Hamasaki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Never again!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yesteryday I went to my &lt;b&gt;Tito Ben's &lt;/b&gt;house because he was going to help me install the cd player for my car which has been sitting in my room collecting dust for the past month. It was more complicated than I thought trying to install that thing. But it was fun working on it. We had to take apart almost the whole interior, and do a lot of re-wiring. He didn't let me do any of the fun stuff.......I just got to unscrew things....T_T...........but it worked. And now........I NEVER have to listen to the songs on the radio anymore. No more "&lt;b&gt;Air Force One&lt;/b&gt;" by &lt;b&gt;Nelly&lt;/b&gt;, No more "&lt;b&gt;Work It&lt;/b&gt;" by &lt;b&gt;Missy Elliot&lt;/b&gt;, No more "&lt;b&gt;My Girlfriend&lt;/b&gt;" by &lt;b&gt;Jay-Z&lt;/b&gt;......and NO MORE &lt;b&gt;KETCHUP SONG&lt;/b&gt;!!  ^___________________^ Now I can listen to all the music that makes my friends look at me funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;While driving with Kerron:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kerron&lt;/b&gt;~ "Why do you listen to chinese songs if you don't even know what they're saying???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;~ "Chinese??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kerron&lt;/b&gt;~" Oh, is she singing in Filipino?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;~ " T_T she's singing in Japanese.........I don't know what she's saying but I know its a good song and her voice says it all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kerron&lt;/b&gt;~  *pauses*...........*weird look*....................."You were like one of those little kids that didnt have coloring books when they were little, huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;~ *weird look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;~ "Just look out your window and be still and try not to talk..........and instead of asking me questions, just smile and knod ^_^"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, it's okay. We're all different. Now I must go on a CD Burning frenzy. Oh and by the way, we were listening to Hikari (Planet-B remix)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-87325864?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87325864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87325864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87325864' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-87212172</id><published>2003-01-10T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T02:41:38.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Awake @_@&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "First Love (dance remix)"- Utada Hikaru, "Nigyo Hime"- Chobits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleepless Night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about a couple of hours tossing and turning on my bed, I still can't fall asleep. I've been having this problem for the most part of the week. Not really hyper or anything, I just can't put my mind at ease at the moment. Just a lot of random things that i'm thinking about. *sigh* Thoughts, thoughts, they're coming back to me. Theres no class today anyway, so I should try to enjoy my Friday. I've been feeling very drained and tired, maybe I just lack sleep since there is no reason at all for me to feel drained........school just started!!! I just need a good nights rest, though that is easier said than done. I really hope this weekend serves me well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a more better day of the week. I got my essay back from my English Professor, and I got an A. We were supposed to write a review for a movie we really liked as well as show some scenes from that movie to the class. I chose "The Royal Tenenbaums", just because that was my last most recent favorite. It was fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cartrell&lt;/b&gt; bought me a copy of the movie "&lt;b&gt;Signs&lt;/b&gt;", he liked it so much that he insisted that I own it as well ^_^ ...........I really like that movie too. I watched it with my sister a while ago.........but she didn't really get it. @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* Can't think of much to say at the moment, I just needed something to do. I'll go back to trying to rest my head...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quizilla seems to have been lagging for the past couple days, so i'll post some adobe drawings I made (but never finished) from my drawings folder......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/bizzyjae/squallgackt.jpg"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/bizzyjae/sketch.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-87212172?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87212172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87212172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87212172' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-87049892</id><published>2003-01-06T23:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T02:27:35.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Steady&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Fly me to the moon"- Utada Hikaru, "Bel-Air"- Malice Mizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Goodbye to Freedom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun while it lasted...........no wait, winter break wasn't too fun at all. It was a good time to get well rested and see a lot of my friends though. But now, it's time to go back to that...........school.........thing. *Sigh* It all went by too fast, I think i'd like just bit more time but, oh well. I'm pretty excited to get in English class and Sociology since i'm able to find great interest in those two classes. I'm still keeping my new years resolutions in mind (note the "study" part), wish me luck. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D I'm so proud of myself. My friend &lt;b&gt;Cindy&lt;/b&gt; gave me the &lt;b&gt;Lord of The Rings &lt;/b&gt;books for Christmas. I have been some what intimidated to try to pick the books up before because of everyone warning of it being very "heavy reading". Most of them having even quit only a few pages in. But it's been about 4 days and I am already more than half way done with book one, &lt;b&gt;The Fellowship of the Ring&lt;/b&gt;. And the best thing is, I didn't have any problem with the text at all. Thank goodness I still have some imagination left. I never thought I would be able to be stimulated by text alone. I've been more of a visual type of person. Then again, I haven't done much reading outside of school. I think all that is about to change! ^_________________^ Well I should be done with &lt;b&gt;The Fellowship of the Ring &lt;/b&gt;in the next two days. Then i'm going to watch the movie again. I'd probably get more out of it than the first time I watched it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think reading a good book can be considered productive, my new year is off to a good start so far. Still early to say, since theres still that one............thing..........................school. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quiz:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/valkyrielennith/quizzes/Which%20Stereotypical%20CLAMP%20emotion%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/valkyrielennith/1039853445_esultangst.jpg" border="0" alt="you_are_angst"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Stereotypical CLAMP emotion are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-87049892?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87049892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/87049892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87049892' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86872820</id><published>2003-01-03T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T04:18:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;The 7 Things Test&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you fear:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Earthquakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Something bad happening to the people I care about and that I might not be able to be there to help them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Uncertain future&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. growing old!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Geometry and Calculus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Olsen Twins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things that make you laugh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Stories my uncle tells me of when I was a baby and how I would wake up when I hear someone open a coke can and crawl to that person and ask for some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hanging out with my cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Saturday Night Live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. old pictures/home video of me, family and friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The Simpsons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Music on the radio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people that make you laugh:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Tracy Morgan (Saturday Night Live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Will Ferrel (Saturday Night Live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. my cousins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My friend Cartrell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My friend Kerron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Jim Carrey (actor/comedian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. David Allen Grier (comedian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you love doing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing Pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Playing Playstation 2 (Rpg's)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Sleeping, Eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Watching TV, movies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Listening to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Drawing and writing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. being with friends or family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven people you love (excluding parents/family and yourself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ms. Lee, my Jr. High and High School art teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My friends who I won't name individually&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Mr. Shaw, High School government teacher. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hironobu Sakaguchi (Final Fantasy creator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who ever invented Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who ever invented Siomai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you hate/dislike strongly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Slow drivers!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Racism, sexism, ageism, and various assorted -isms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My mom's boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Mainstream rap music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Not being able to be with the people you want to be with sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Fake/two-faced people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you don't understand:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. complex math&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. ignorant people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. war&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How to play guitar(..............yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Cell phones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Diet Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things on your desk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a scented candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. desk lamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DVD copy of "Interview with the Vampire"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. my keys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. can of Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. matches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. TV remote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now you are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Listening to mp3's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. drinking Coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Day dreaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Thinking about tomorrow and just being lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Wondering if I'll feel better tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven facts about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm going to school and majoring business, but my heart is really into art and I could care less about business, Making a lot of money is too much of a priority for the future of people, it makes me sick. I want to do what makes me happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm very lazy sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I will do anything for my friends and family.........just the people I really care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I'm really a nice and caring person................unless you get on my bad side..........that's when I turn to Vegeta mode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. My nick name when I was younger was "Toyo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I'm very passionate about the things I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm too much of a dreamer, always losing myself in my thoughts, day dreaming and that sort of stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you plan to do before you die:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Start a family, maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Read more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Get a permanent job I like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Hang out friends and family often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Do a lot of traveling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tell every single person I know how I truly feel about them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Leave anything valuable to me to anyone valuable to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you can do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Draw, design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Try to write&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. eat a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Make my friends laugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. have fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Take way too long on a quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven things you can't do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Play guitar (...........yet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch the TV show "Friends", I don't know why, I should give it a chance one time *staring at the reader extremely paranoid* I know.........you think i'm crazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. complex math..........well maybe......if I studied real hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Eat peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. speak Tagalog.........I forgot how to speak Tagalog the very first day of Kindergarten.........*sigh* thanks a lot America&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. listen to mainstream rap and teen pop songs............they make me.....................violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven (famous) people you want to meet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. John Lennon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. George Harrison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Utada Hikaru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Mana from Malice Mizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. 2pac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top seven songs people should give a listen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. "Turn back time" - Neon Genesis Evangelion: The End of Evangelion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. "Can't say goodbye to yesterday"- Metal Gear Solid 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. "Tomorrow Never Knows"- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. "If I can't be yours"- Neon Genesis Evangelion: The End of Evangelion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. "Bel-air"- Malice Mizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. "I'm With You"- Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. "Across the Universe"- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven movies you watch all the time/Seven favorite movies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Dumd and Dumber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The Royal Tenenbaums&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. East of Eden&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Back to the Future 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Remember the Titans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Neon Genesis Evangelion: The End of Evangelion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Hard Days Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 7 things you say the most:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Coooooool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm sooooo hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. IS THERE EVER ANYTHING IN THIS KITCHEN BESIDES SINIGANG??!!!???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I need a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to go to the Philippines&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. It's only tuesday???!!! *sigh*&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/3791462-86872820?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86872820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86872820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86872820' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86850546</id><published>2003-01-02T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-02T16:05:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: feeling better&lt;br /&gt;Current song:"Last Night"- The Strokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here are my New Years resolutions &lt;/b&gt;I plan to do, though who knows if i'll even try to see them through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I gotta be more productive. Write, draw, or find something else to invest my time with. As long as it's time well spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Dedicate myself to learn how to play the guitar and start a band somewhere down the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Study, study, study, study, study, study , study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, study, (better end it here before the word loses more meaning than it already has)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Eat myself silly and ***try*** to gain some weight, if thats even possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Work out. Punching bag, push-ups, or buy a bench, just work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I should try being a little nicer sometimes and I get annoyed very very easily by so many things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Keep in touch a little more with family and friends (so you all better try a little more with me too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-86850546?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86850546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86850546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86850546' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86782200</id><published>2003-01-01T02:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-01T12:43:29.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Sick (._.)&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "iF yoU C Jordan"- Something Corporate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Years everyone, I'm guessing most of you had a lot more fun than I did. What a perfect time to get sick....... Not much to say right now, bored and can't sleep, so........its those quizzes again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/dafnichan/quizzes/Guilty%20Gear%20X%20Test./"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/dafnichan/1040736212_oggxquizky.jpg" border="0" alt="ky"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Guilty Gear X Test.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justice must prevail! Your heroic deeds will see through to the end. You're a hero and you will fight for all that is good. Some would say 'goody little two-shoes!' right before you beat your goodness into them and say...'good...bad..I'm the guy with the big sword.'&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/orliwhore/quizzes/What%20Orlando%20Bloom%20are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033715714_ousOrlando.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Orlando Bloom are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/warpedredhead/quizzes/Which%20Roswell%20Character%20is%20Most%20Like%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://quizilla.com/user_images/1033052152_Cmike.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Roswell Character is Most Like You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;You're Michael Guerin. "I can't get indebted to anyone, and I can't get entangled. I got to be a stone wall, and when I'm around you sometimes... I don't feel like a stone wall anymore."&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-86782200?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86782200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86782200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#86782200' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86694058</id><published>2002-12-30T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-30T03:37:32.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: bored&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "I'm only sleeping"- The Vines, "Papercut"-Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Today was fun&lt;/b&gt;, I managed to get out and enjoy the last remaining of days of my winter break until I have to go back that.............builiding..........of books...........and learning...................????...........SCHOOL!! Thats what it's called. I went to the pool hall with &lt;b&gt;Miguel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;RIk&lt;/b&gt; for some marathon practice. &lt;b&gt;Kerron&lt;/b&gt; has been &lt;b&gt;beating the living crap out of me&lt;/b&gt; lately. I've been disappointed very much so with the way i've been playing. &lt;b&gt;Now I have this burning desire to destroy kerron &lt;/b&gt;and take back my dignity. Tomorrow he'll be coming back from San Diego and i'll get my chance! Muahahhahaa &gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desire to learn how to play the guitar has been growing the past couple days. I hung out with &lt;b&gt;Cyrus&lt;/b&gt; the other day and he's been getting better and better after only taking a couple lessons. To make matters even better, my mom told me out of no where that she knew of a good place to take lessons. That really caught me by surprise. However, the hand-me-down guitar that was given to me by my cousin &lt;b&gt;Glenn&lt;/b&gt; has seen better days. Missing one string and may possibly be permanently out of tune because of sever damage that required lots of super glue (I didn't do it, it was given to me like that) I hope it will still be capable of making its point and helping me learn. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'll be taking those lessons soon. I'm so excited! My mom told me how she used to play the guitar when she was a teenager in the &lt;b&gt;Philippines&lt;/b&gt;, along with her brother. Now she just plays the piano. So i'm thinking there may be some music ability in my blood as well. Hopefully. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to complete some of the writings i've started in this note book I bring around with me. &lt;b&gt;I've been in an artistic slump &lt;/b&gt;for some time now. No new drawings or writings. Until now, that is. But it's only a writing project. I'd like to do some art work soon. I just need some inspiration and a Redbull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, something new to add to my ff.net account. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-86694058?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86694058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86694058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86694058' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86656498</id><published>2002-12-29T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-29T03:56:42.573-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Hungry!&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "People are Strange"- The Doors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@.......................It was funny the first time..............................I smiled the second time..................................about 37 times later,.....just stop it already...............................STOP PLAYING &lt;b&gt;THE KETCHUP SONG&lt;/b&gt;!!!! STOP!!!!! I just can't win on the radio anymore, I was out most of the day driving and I swear I was only hearing the same three songs............over........and over............and oVER aGAIN.........&lt;b&gt;The Ketchup Song&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;"My Girlfriend" by Jay-z and Beyonce&lt;/b&gt;, and &lt;b&gt;"Work It" by Missy Elliot&lt;/b&gt; *shudders*...........those three songs top the list of my annoyance inducing songs. *sigh* I really need to get a cd player in my car one day.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....okay.......another sleepless night, gotta thank Winter Break, the perfect way to screw up your schedule. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-86656498?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86656498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86656498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86656498' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86545023</id><published>2002-12-26T02:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-26T03:17:44.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: laid back&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "I'm With You" - Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Christmas hardly felt like Christmas at all. There was no big get together (maybe because I didn't go to Vegas with everyone). I thought I should be home with the family this time. Most of them were at work most of the time, so that means nothing really happened. Christmas Eve, I was just out with Kerron looking for something to do. We went to this beat up pool hall and played for an hour. I didn't really like it. Christmas day, I went to Church with my mom and grandmother. After that we just ate a big lunch at home. RIk and Cartrell came to pick me up after so we finally go see Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers. I really liked it!! It was just as long as the first one.......so my ass was hurting after the movie ended. But I liked it ^__________^, Legolas just owns. And that was how I spent Christmas. I only vow to make up for this lackluster Christmas next year. I hope to be with lots and lots of my family members. Thats the plan. As for this coming New Years, I want to be out of the house and actually participating in all the action, instead of watching it on TV............Hmph!. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I saw the music video for "I'm With You" by Avril Lavigne. Since then, the damn song has been in my head and i've been listening to it like mad. I really like the lyrics, especially the chorus. I don't know, its just one of those songs I can listen to at night time and lose myself in my thoughts. I don't know if thats good or bad. I think this song can be the theme song for an RPG or something. It sort of reminds me of Escaflowne........but i'm just weird like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's a damn cold night&lt;br /&gt;tryin to figure out this life&lt;br /&gt;wont you, take me by the hand&lt;br /&gt;take me somewhere new&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who you are&lt;br /&gt;but i'm....i'm with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that verse is genius and I think this song will be messing with my head for a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/YinYangTwins/quizzes/What's%20Your%20Inner%20Anime%20Motto%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/Y/YinYangTwins/1000565446_shappiness.jpg" border="0" alt="happiness"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What's Your Inner Anime Motto?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, life and happiness go hand-in-hand, don't they? Such an upbeat motto is what you and anime shows like "His and Her Circumstances" are all about!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ @_@ ???? Is this result right?? .................I like Kare-Kano though ^________^&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/3791462-86545023?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86545023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86545023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86545023' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86387889</id><published>2002-12-21T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-21T23:01:58.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Zoned out&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Someday"- The Strokes&lt;br /&gt;"Can't say goodbye to yesterday" - Metal Gear Solid 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winter break at last!!!! AAAAHHH!! I can finally sleep to my hearts content. *sigh* Haven't submitted for a while. It's been a crazy couple of days. Yesterday I found one of my old friend's dad past away. I haven't seen her for so long, her sister is my sisters best friend. Life can be so unfair, especially since it's only days away from Christmas. So yesterday I went to the viewing. I was supprised to see how strong they are. I didn't see them cry once. It didn't hit me until I spoke to my friend. I found her standing outside alone. So I walked over to talk to her. It's amazing how she was able to smile. *sigh* She's so sweet. She and her sisters and brother should have never had to deal with this type of pain. After I spoke to her, thats when it all hit me. I'd been numb for the most part, it didn't seem real. But when I saw her standing outhere alone that night staring blindly at the dark hill in front of her with the moon shining on her. It was a very sad image. I can still see it vividly when I close my eyes. It was nice seeing her again. I forgot how much i've missed her. I hope they make it through this alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I hate to write about sadness so much, but I see its face all too often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I don't even think i'll be doing anything for Christmas, everyone has to work. Blah! Why do they want to work on Christmas??? So I guess it'll just be midnight mas...........seeing as though I don't have a ticket to Philippines........*shakes fist in the air* It's ok, after whats happened, i've gained so much appreciation to things I have in my life, there isn't much I can wish for. I just hope everyone is happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, I think I found someone new besides Lulu from FFX...*drools*...&lt;br /&gt;http://www.geocities.com/roninbone99/paine3.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-86387889?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86387889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86387889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86387889' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86210320</id><published>2002-12-18T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-18T00:43:15.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: hyped&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Hikari Orchestra Instramental" - Kingdom Hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/sorahearts/quizzes/Which%20Kingdom%20Hearts%20Character%20are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/S/sorahearts/1034663229_Heartsriku.jpg" border="0" alt="I'm%20Riku!"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Kingdom Hearts Character are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/tashamac/quizzes/Which%20Suikoden%20'Hero'%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/T/tashamac/1038188474_mechampion.jpg" border="0" alt="Flame%20Champion"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Suikoden 'Hero' Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-86210320?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86210320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86210320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86210320' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-86156603</id><published>2002-12-17T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-17T00:12:05.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Lost-in-thought-y&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Here, there and everywhere"- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;                     "Here with me" - Dido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*sigh*......it never fails......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a lot better than last weekend. Mainly because I was able to get the house a little more and do something different. Kerron came back from San Diego so we all went out and had fun. I haven't played pool in so long! I was so rusty (._.) ..........I'm happy I was able to keep busy and keep my mind off things. Those thoughts of mine have been creeping up on me lately. No matter how much I try to keep them off my mind. Friday night even made it worse. The minute I got and stepped through the door, the phone rang........It was "her". I was so happy to hear from her, yet at the same time, I knew it would just trouble my thoughts for the next few days. Anyway, she invited me to the Christmas program that they were having at their church on Sunday. She sings in the choir. Well, i've been dying to see her again, so I had to accept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday my other friends and I planned on seeing Harry Potter. We lagged though and the next thing we knew it was already too late. So we did the usual sitting and laughing over some hot chocolate at Dennys. I had fun though, I haven't seen my friends for a while since everyones been busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really looking forward to Sunday. Didn't do much during the day. Just cleaned the house and tried to do a little Christmas shopping. I didn't do much because I didn't want to be late or anything for the Church thing. It never fails though, I can keep the straightest face through most things. Yet the minute I see her and look into her eyes, I just can't help but smile all the time and be happy. *sigh* It's like she has a spell over me. I don't know how to feel about it. Things are just so confusing. She always looks so sad while she's up there singing, always looking down. I try to catch her eye so I can just make her smile. She'd see me smiling at her and she'd try not to smile then she starts laughing......^_____________^ *sigh* It's happiness with a price. A double edged sword. The only person who I can look at with peaceful eyes, the same person I force myself to look away from. This isn't a good place for my mind but oh well thats just how I am and thats just what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone reading this happens to roll their eyes because I keep talking about this person, please scroll up and look to the left of your screen where it says "Jason's blog"&lt;br /&gt;Thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Merry Christmas to everyone. I hope you all get everything good that material possessions can not deliver............................... I think I already have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-86156603?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86156603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/86156603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#86156603' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-85884516</id><published>2002-12-12T00:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-12T21:56:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Calm Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Shiroi" - Malice Mizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say at the moment except:&lt;br /&gt;Please visit this link!! One of the funniest things i've ever seen! ^____________________^ LOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://yoga.tripod.co.jp/flash/kikkomaso.swf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/discoranger/quizzes/ANIME%20QUIZ%20-%20Which%20Anime%20Vampire%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/discoranger/1038101058_smeierlink.gif" border="0" alt="meierlink"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;ANIME QUIZ - Which Anime Vampire Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-85884516?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85884516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85884516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85884516' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-85774297</id><published>2002-12-10T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-10T01:17:06.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artificial-soul.net/test/bishounen/" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.artificial-soul.net/test/bishounen/hero.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.artificial-soul.net/test/bishounen/index.html" target="new"&gt;What type of Bishounen are you?&lt;/a&gt; Find out at &lt;a href="http://www.artificial-soul.net" target="new"&gt;artificial-soul.net&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://www.artificial-soul.net/strange" target="new"&gt;Rin&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-85774297?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85774297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85774297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85774297' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-85705980</id><published>2002-12-08T18:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T01:20:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Down&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Star Stealing Girl"-Chrono Cross &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* My grandmother was admitted in the hospital again this morning. I woke up and there was no one home. She's been having trouble breathing for the past couple days. This is her third time being admitted. The first time was last december as well. I hope she doesn't have to spend another Christmas in a hospital again. It just kills me inside. I love her. She's given me so much. I hope she gets better soon, though I also have to admit the fact that she is getting older. It sucks. I really should start cherishing these present moments.  I hate to think about it.....but I don't know how I will react when she's gone. I'm closer to her than I am to my own mother. I really think i'm just going to break down. I hope i'm as strong as I think myself to be. Anyway, i'm going to visit her tomorrow at the hospital. I want to visit her right now, but the doctors have given her medication to sleep. She hasn't slept well in the past two days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the best weekend ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/daddysgirl/quizzes/Where%20Did%20Your%20Soul%20Originate%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/daddysgirl/1038281298_sNightSky1.jpg" border="0" alt="Night%20Sky1"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Where Did Your Soul Originate?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You come from the Night Sky. You're drawn to the stars and planets, and it's no wonder why, you came from them&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-85705980?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85705980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85705980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85705980' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-85634633</id><published>2002-12-07T02:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T02:40:40.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: tired&lt;br /&gt;Current song/s: "If I can't be yours"- End of Evangelion&lt;br /&gt;                       "Turn Back Time"- End of Evangelion&lt;br /&gt;                       "Madrigal"- Malice Mizer&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little tired, but I can't really sleep. I'm very much bored so i'm just listening to all my laid-back/loungey mp3's. Things have been rather slow lately. There really hasn't been much time to just go out with friends and have fun. Everyone just has their own conflicting schedules. Even when we do get together, there really isn't much to do around here. *sigh* I'm in need of some excitment in my life right now! I want to plan something for New Years. This time I actually want to be out having fun instead of being at home watching people have fun on tv. Well, Vegas is an option right now. I know some people that are going. I hope something good comes up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see Kerron this week. I haven't seen him for a long while since he's studying.................two hours away.... -_-  He finally decided to call my friends and I. He hasn't changed much, a little more quiet, though he still manages to crack me up. It's weird. I don't have a lot in common with most of my friends. We've only became such good friends in high school by making jokes in class. It's good to know we all have our own individuality. I should make friends with more people who share my interests. I only have one friend who likes anime, Antonio, and he's stationed in Korea (army). *sigh* I miss my friends. Since we graduated, it seems we've only been growing farther apart. It's so hard to make new friends when you've become so close to your current ones. Anyway, I don't really like the people in my current school. Some of them are cool, they like ps2 and rpgs and stuff. But I don't really know how to present myself to them or how to talk to them. Sometimes they seem so stuck-up or boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And "her"..........she's been in the back of my mind for a while. I try not to think of her so much. I just can't figure her out. She only calls me everytime her bf does something messed up to her, or when she wants to "get her mind off things" I can remember every minute I spend with her, but what does she even think of me. I decided to leave it up to her. I'll be here but I won't occupy my thoughts for you. *sigh* you're so blind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-85634633?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85634633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85634633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85634633' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-85633148</id><published>2002-12-07T01:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-07T01:12:18.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/mangacatgirl/quizzes/What%20Type%20Of%20Anime%20Character%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/M/mangacatgirl/1035251561_tbishounen.JPG" border="0" alt="Bishounen"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Type Of Anime Character Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're A Bishounen (Attractive Young Male)! You hunk, you. All the girls want your body! You have a cool car, and a way with words. You know exactly how to get what you want.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-85633148?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85633148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85633148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85633148' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-85424665</id><published>2002-12-03T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-03T23:30:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood: HYPER&lt;br /&gt;Current Song: "Vanilla" - Gackt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O_O  It's 3:30am.....I can't sleep and I have class at 11am! I shouldn't have drank those two cans of Redbull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I couldn't write an entry for a while because Blogger's been acting up. Vegas was ok, I guess. We didn't go out or anything to the casinos and stuff. Just dinner at the house. I ate so much @_@, and how much weight did I gain??.............ZERO. *sigh* Why? This is my gift. This is my curse. Thanksgiving dinner basically consisted of hordes of food and non-stop............kareoke..........@_@.......it......just.........wouldn't...........stop. I never seen so many cheesey kareoke videos in my life! It was still funny though. The next day, we just did a little shopping at all those outlet malls. Kinda boring. Oh, and we rented Star Wars: Episode 2 because my cousin hasn't seen it yet. That movie is the best!!! I don't know why people complain about the whole romance theme. I'm a sucker for that stuff ^______________^. The next day we headed back for LA. Lots and lots of traffic. *sigh* Thanksgiving break was too short!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And alas, I won't be able to go to Philippines with my cousin. Money and school issues. I'm not too surprised, there's always something standing in my way when ever it's concerning me stepping foot in the Philippines! I had a serious coversation with my mom though. She said i'll be able to go soon. I hope that means something! Until then, I cross my fingers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School...............I've found myself getting a little lazy with my school work........not good......I must work up to capacity so I don't fall behind! So many distractions though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started downloading the .hack://sign series off kazaa. Seems kinda slow and boring but for some reason, I keep watching. ah well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-85424665?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85424665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85424665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85424665' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-85121283</id><published>2002-11-26T11:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-26T12:12:18.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.itsmysite.com/kaosu/images/VanPer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;You're Van Fanel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;Find out &lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php3?client=EscaCharacters"&gt;Which Escaflowne&lt;/a&gt; character you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://newspaper-taxis.net/quizzes/john.jpg" border=0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font color="#000000" size=1 face=verdana&gt;click &lt;a href="http://newspaper-taxis.net/quizzes/beatles.html" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to find out which Beatle are you!!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-85121283?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85121283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85121283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85121283' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-85044170</id><published>2002-11-24T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-24T23:41:45.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood: numb&lt;br /&gt;Current Song: "Mizerable" -Gackt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* This weekend just went by like a blink of an eye. I didn't do anything productive or meaningful. I really need to change that. I'm going through days as if they were nothing. Lately, nothing stands out or is memorable in my mind. Everything is just.........redundant. Also, somethings been bothering me. I don't know what it is. But lately it's just been a little harder for me to just smile and laugh (really smile and laugh, no fake stuff) I'm usually very just happy and hyper. But not lately. Maybe it's school, I don't know. Then again, I guess i've been feeling like this ever since "she" came back into my life. It really isn't fair when you've found someone who can make you truely happy inside just by being in their presence. It's even worse trying to push that happiness away and get over that someone because you can't have them the way you want them. Life can really be unfair sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I won't try to let this bother me too much. I don't want to be a depressed wreck over the Thanksgiving Break. I'm going to be going to Las Vegas with my aunt, uncle and cousin. My family never does anything for Thanksgiving because they always go to work. Besides, I get to see my cousins! I really like the long drive to Vegas. It gives you a lot of time to think. I hope I don't contemplate on..........you know.......too much. Oh yeah! This will be a good opportunity for me to hint at my uncle to take me along on their trip to Philippines!!!! &gt;:) MUAAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!! *sigh* I really want to go! Why do people take pleasure in denying me the opportunity to go to my home land? I NEED A VACATION! Some place far far away, away from America. I'll cross my fingers til the end, until I get to go. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-85044170?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85044170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/85044170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#85044170' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84997773</id><published>2002-11-23T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-23T22:27:49.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/theandrea/quizzes/What%20Sign%20of%20Affection%20Are%20You%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1034277680_oninnocent.jpg" border="0" alt="innocent%20kiss"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Sign of Affection Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84997773?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84997773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84997773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84997773' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84888833</id><published>2002-11-21T13:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T13:36:07.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current Mood: Bored and unamused&lt;br /&gt;Current Song: None (i'm in school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i'm in the computer lab at school right with two hours to kill before my next class. You'd think I should be doing something productive such as homework or something, right? WRONG. I haven't gone around to do doing it just yet. Instead, i'm just writing in my blog! Haven't submitted much lately besides quiz results (addictive little bastards, aren't they?) I guess i've just been busy with school lately. Trying to keep my grades up, so far so good. My english professor really likes my writing skills! ^______________^ Aside from that, i've also been trying to stay away from the computer a little more. Something about sitting in front of a damn monitor all day seems like a waste of time. We just put up a punching bag, so i've been having fun excercising and taking out my aggression it. I'm trying to build up ~_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've also been wanting to do a little more writing for my ff.net account. Sadly my brain is drained from any ideas. Thanks a lot school. We only get four days off for our Thanksgiving break. My family isn't doing anything special, they're all working (again) So i'm thinking of going to vegas with my aunt, uncle and cousin. It seems like the same thing every year. But ever since college started for all of us, i've been seeing less and less of my cousins. So I think i'll go and see them. It's fun to just forget about school and go out and be up to no good like we always do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to find new hobbies and interest. trying to find a more effective way of learning the guitar. Mine is such a beat up hand me down all the chords sound so jacked up. I really prefer the sound of the electric guitar. But everyone tells me it's best I learn on acoustic first. I really want to. I'd like to start a band and write songs! LOL Sadly i've yet to meet anyone who shares my vision of a tasteful goth rock band. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone save me from my boredom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84888833?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84888833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84888833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84888833' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84877970</id><published>2002-11-21T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-21T09:25:56.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=anubis"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pink-spider.i-p.com/21.jpg" border=0 alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=anubis"&gt;take the damn thing yerself&lt;/a&gt;. by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~sugihara"&gt;T3kk0&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmph! Why do I always end up being Takuro?! Ah well. I took another Malice Mizer one.........guess what the result was............yup, I was Yu~ki. So I didn't bother posting it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84877970?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84877970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84877970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84877970' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84595144</id><published>2002-11-15T14:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T14:02:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Domorrigan/quizzes/Which%20GLAY%20member%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033872392_tstakuquiz.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which GLAY member are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84595144?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84595144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84595144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84595144' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84594856</id><published>2002-11-15T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T13:54:39.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.akutenshi.com/mmtest/ryuki.gif" alt="I'm Yu~ki!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www.akutenshi.com/mmtest/index.html"&gt;Malice Mizer personality test&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deadjournal.com/users/candymacabre"&gt;Mania&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.deadjournal.com/users/silentrose"&gt;Dementia&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84594856?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84594856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84594856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84594856' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84587604</id><published>2002-11-15T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T10:53:36.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Hyped and Happy&lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Still Waiting"-Sum41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just heard some amazing news. My long time friend, Leo, age 19, has officially beaten the cancer that has been screwing up his life for the past 4 months. Take that, Life, you son of a bitch! I'm very much happy and relieved. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84587604?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84587604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84587604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84587604' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84436402</id><published>2002-11-12T13:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T10:47:30.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Frustrated&lt;br /&gt;Current song: Strawberry Fields Forever (rare version) - The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I am so lost and confused right now. I've been doing a lot, and I mean a lot, of thinking. And now I want to drop out of the current school i'm in. I'm majoring in business. Why? Because that's all thats left in that school which offers nothing to my interest. Why am I in that school? All the pressures of going to where the money is, getting a high paying job and being wealthy. Thats the pressure i'm always facing. So I went to that school. Now I realize I don't belong here. I should have never gone here. I should persue art and graphic design. That's what I honestly want to do. That's what i'm good at. But I always feel people will look down on me because they think theres no money in that field. Why the fuck should I live for other people!? I want to do what I want to do. It's my life!!! I'm always being compared to my cousins. They make it seem like college is a damn contest. I have to finish first. I have to make the most money. I'm so sick of dealing with this shit!! I feel like i'm being grabbed and pulled from all sides. I hate trying to live up to peoples expectations. And now I do not care AT ALL what anyone thinks of me. I'm sick of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only problem i'm facing is dealing with my mom. This school i'm in is very expensive. But we're not paying anything because of financial aid. All the payments will be made after I graduate. If I were to drop out, they might start charging us for the classes i've taken. But I think it's good I get out now instead of later when I have wasted more money. I feel trapped. As you can see, my mind is going through a roller coaster at the moment. I don't know what I should do! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84436402?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84436402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84436402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84436402' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84336856</id><published>2002-11-10T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-10T16:59:27.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Current mood: Gloomy &lt;br /&gt;Current song: "Michelle"- The Beatles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundays always seem so slow and boring. They're very relaxing though. The fall season also does a lot of weird stuff to me. I found myself listening to the song "Michelle" by the Beatles. Just because the whole tone and feeling of the song goes along with the day so well. Now i'm obsessed with a girl named Michelle, a girl that doesn't even exist. So, how weird am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I saw 8 mile. I didn't see it with who I was hoping to see it with, but its okay. The movie was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain the mood i've been in lately. Its a feeling of sadness. Though I have no reason to feel sad about (school maybe) I still have this gloomy sad feeling. Not so much depressed, but its strange. Must be the weather. Then again, the fall season always does this to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little intimidated about school this semester. These classes i'm taking seem a little tough. I hope I have what it takes. I HOPE I CAN GET OVER MY DAMN LAZINESS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84336856?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84336856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84336856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84336856' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84147041</id><published>2002-11-06T17:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T17:53:52.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*sigh* School is so stressful! I really hope my mind is in the right place this semester because i'm really going to have to work hard to keep my grades up. It's just so so so stressful!! ARRGH!! So far it's off to a good start, but I haven't been to all my classes so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend i'm hoping to spend time with "her" and maybe go out and see a movie. I want to see 8 mile. I'm not really the biggest Eminem fan. When he's not picking on people, he can really be respectable. The movie actually looks really good and not just some uninspired quick cash in movie like Britney Spears' and Mariah Careys' "movie"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw that party on Saturday really sucked, for me, at least. I was the only FIlipino/asian person there. That was not really a problem for me, but I didn't really know most of the people. I sort of felt people were looking at me and wondering what I was doing there. I even tried to get drunk this time to get my mind off things. I really really wanted to just loosen up and get my mind off things, and hopefully bring out a side of myself that I don't or haven't shown lately. It failed, though. I drank 7 beers. I would have drank more but drinks ran out. Out of those 7 beers, I did not even get a buzz! It was as if I was drinking water the whole time. I don't even consider myself a drinker so I was disappointed that the beers had no effect on me. I guess people get drunk because they want to. Maybe my mind just wouldn't let me. I wasn't really too excited and comfortable at that party anyway. Maybe that's why. I should have found something better to do with my time. Ah well, next time. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-84147041?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84147041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84147041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84147041' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-84146403</id><published>2002-11-06T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-06T17:40:10.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.itsmysite.com/kaosu/images/HeeroPer.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;You're Heero yuy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;Find out &lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php3?client=GWCharacter"&gt;Which Gundam Wing&lt;/a&gt; character you are.&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/3791462-84146403?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84146403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/84146403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#84146403' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-83867605</id><published>2002-11-01T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T02:13:11.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well another year, another BORING holloween. I should have made plans a lot earlier. Magic Mountain would have been a good idea but tickets sell out really fast, plus the place gets really crowded, it's almost impossible trying to ride a rollar coaster unless you can stand in line for about 2 hours. There weren't even any parties going on!! I was really looking forward to dressing up goth style and go do something cool with my friends, instead, we drove around for a while looking for something to do, no luck, sigh. It didn't even feel like holloween only about 6 groups of people knocked on our door. Yup, this holloween was dead!! oh well, saturday will make up for it. PARTY!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-83867605?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83867605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83867605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#83867605' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-83867382</id><published>2002-11-01T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-01T02:08:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/SighImKefka/quizzes/Which%20of%20the%20Final%20Fantasy%208%20charatcers%20are%20you%20most%20like%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/1033686815_esffsquall.jpg" border="0" alt=""&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which of the Final Fantasy 8 charatcers are you most like?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, you're a Squall. I don't think ive ever met a Squall before. You may seem quiet and boring but really have a tortured soul. You'd be a grear character in those heartbreaking romance novels. too bad you'd probably die in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/discostardust/quizzes/Which%20Final%20Fantasy%208%20character%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/D/discostardust/1034829107_sbgsquall3.jpg" border="0" alt="squall"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Final Fantasy 8 character are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-83867382?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83867382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83867382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_11_01_archive.html#83867382' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-83820561</id><published>2002-10-31T04:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T04:36:31.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, they showed Grease on vh1 about twice today. Now I have the songs stuck in my head, I even downloaded the mp3's. For some sick sadistic reason watching that movie reminded me of high school. High school was NOTHING like Grease, but I heard they filmed some of the movie there, some parts like the bleacher singing part, I hear that was Van Nuys High. It's good to see such a light hearted and happy movie, along with the songs. I've been listening to so much dark and depressing music lately. That is not healthy! So Grease lifted my spirit a little. Frenchy Owns!! Olivia Newton John is also very pretty! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-83820561?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83820561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83820561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83820561' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-83714837</id><published>2002-10-29T05:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-29T09:24:08.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://home.iprimus.com.au/pinkcitrus/vegeta.JPG" width="360" height="200"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://veggie-chan.net/"&gt;Which&lt;br /&gt;DragonballZ Character are you?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;IMG SRC="http://www.datazap.net/free/masenko/quiz/evachild/evachild_rei.gif" BORDER=0 WIDTH=250 HEIGHT=175 ALT="Which Evangelion Child Are You?"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://powersugoi.net/quiz" TARGET="_top"&gt;Which Evangelion Child Are You?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;html&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.rampantgecko.com/paradox/muse.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a muse. &lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rampantgecko.com/paradox/quiz2.html"&gt;What legend are you?&lt;/a&gt;. Take the Legendary Being Quiz by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/girlwithagun"&gt;Paradox&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" align=center&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php3?client=SorceressKnight"&gt;&lt;img src="http://home.midsouth.rr.com/yamahaman/lostboy/ff8gifs/Squall.gif" border=0 align=left hspace=12 alt="Which Final Fantasy 8 Character Are You?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100%"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Squall! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;A lone wolf with the weight of the world on your shoulders, you&lt;br&gt;may not communicate your feelings to your friends, but you&lt;br&gt;are a true friend to those you are close to. In spite of your&lt;br&gt;hesitance to warm up to people, you're likely one hot number in&lt;br&gt;the eyes of the opposite sex.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php3?client=SorceressKnight"&gt;&lt;font face="Arial" size="2"&gt;Take the Final Fantasy 8 Test here!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border=1 bordercolor="silver" cellpadding=0 cellspacing=0 bgcolor="gray"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://alliancenetwork.homestead.com/files/ff7/sephy.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign=top width=250&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"face="Verdana" size=-1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sephiroth&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a mysterious person who doesn't know your own capabilities. You don't have many friends, but your friends stick by you, knowing that you are a strong person. Violence may be an issue for someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=phxfire"&gt;&lt;font size=-2&gt;Click here to take the Final Fantasy VII test!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&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/3791462-83714837?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83714837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83714837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83714837' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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-3791462.post-83710572</id><published>2002-10-29T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-29T02:39:01.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I started working on a little website to kill a little of my free time before school starts. This is about my 100th attempt on making a website. This time I actually want to complete it. So I just tried to keep it simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school will be starting soon. I'm a little worried. I just got my program and my schedule seems very much hectic. Which means i'm going to be working and studying my ass off. My goal is get straight A's, not much of an ambition. I just need to work a little harder than usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going good I guess. Lately i've been missing high school and wishing I could go back and correct my mistakes. Which I can't, I just realize how much easier I had it back then. In High School, all I had to worry about was getting good grades and hanging out with my friends. The books were free and teachers actually cared about their students. In college i'm pretty much on my own. I don't really have any friends in school now either. I just go to class and leave. I hate getting old! The life of a kid is the best. But at least I can be proud of have having a good childhood. Anyway, I still consider myself young at heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for relationships, there is no one in my life. It doesn't really bother me anyway, I don't go out looking to just hook up with anyone. I just like making friends and meeting new people. If something happens, then it's going to happen. Though I just haven't met someone to be really interested in. I'd like to meet someone like me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3791462-83710572?l=iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83710572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3791462/posts/default/83710572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://iwanttotellyou.blogspot.com/2002_10_01_archive.html#83710572' title=''/><author><name>Jason</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09637392516866230941</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>
