<?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-3031025</id><updated>2012-01-30T06:41:51.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>do the wild thing</title><subtitle type='html'>this is the real me.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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>1225</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112421208401593172</id><published>2005-08-16T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T10:08:04.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>back stabbed</title><summary type='text'>I don't know if it's just me or what.  The older I get, the more visible I see life.  I consider myself as a really generous, kinda, royal, and a good person.  The thing is I feel back stabbed.  Hard to put in words but it just makes me question certain individuals.  That's just a thought that I have been crawling up my ass for a couple of weeks.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112421208401593172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112421208401593172&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112421208401593172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112421208401593172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-stabbed.html' title='back stabbed'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112175573840538373</id><published>2005-07-18T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T23:48:58.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my grandpa</title><summary type='text'>My grandpa spoiled me a lot when I was young. Every outfit I have, I would have a pair of shoes to match it. My grandpa knows that I love being out so he would put me in his bicycle and take me for a ride every morning. His neighbors would laugh at him but he would not care. Even if I get in a fight with my cousins, and it was my fault, my grandpa would yell at my cousins and tell them to be nice</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112175573840538373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112175573840538373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112175573840538373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112175573840538373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-miss-my-grandpa.html' title='I miss my grandpa'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112175424691863908</id><published>2005-07-18T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T23:28:31.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Things won't be the same that it was use to be</title><summary type='text'>Family. #1 thing that means the dearest to me. It makes me depressed knowing that my parents don't talk to my grandmother, aunt, and cousins (from my mother's side). And you know why? Money. Money torn up the family.My grandparents were very poor farmers when they started a family together. They own a lot of land in Taiwan and over many many many years of hard work, they had a lot of money. A LOT</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112175424691863908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112175424691863908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112175424691863908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112175424691863908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/things-wont-be-same-that-it-was-use-to.html' title='Things won&apos;t be the same that it was use to be'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112127601786782181</id><published>2005-07-13T10:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T10:33:37.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nick</title><summary type='text'>I've been fighting with nick the past 4 days straight with him.  I was picking little things to fight about.  Do I have some kind of psychological-relationship problem in my head?Nick I love you, I don't hate you and I do want to spend the rest of my life with you.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112127601786782181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112127601786782181&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112127601786782181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112127601786782181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/nick.html' title='Nick'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112119056906891842</id><published>2005-07-12T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T10:53:55.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Fck it!</title><summary type='text'>I have the urge to let my inner anger out of me.  But wait, I don't know if I should call it anger, it's more of a what the fck feeling. So there is this guy I know from high school. =GuyA. 3 fcking years ago when Nick started going otu with me GuyA told Alfred and Brett that I sleep around with guys in Davis and I am bad news. Gees, GuyA doesn't know me and as a matter of fact I don't understand</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112119056906891842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112119056906891842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112119056906891842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112119056906891842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/oh-fck-it.html' title='Oh Fck it!'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112115268865426048</id><published>2005-07-12T00:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T00:20:54.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch right now</title><summary type='text'>I am currently feeling extremely bitchy.By the way Napa research trip canceled. Thank God!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112115268865426048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112115268865426048&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112115268865426048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112115268865426048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/bitch-right-now.html' title='Bitch right now'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112111090545789805</id><published>2005-07-11T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T13:34:59.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't say no</title><summary type='text'>Picture left: of my rashes. thought going to Napa would be next monday but Danielle said we're going today. I showed her my rashes (an allergic rxn I got from going to Napa last week) and it felt like she did not care. She did say "maybe I should ask someone else to help me." Ok well hello, then ask someone. I simply told her that I will help her but look @ my rashes. I couldn't say "no" I find </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112111090545789805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112111090545789805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112111090545789805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112111090545789805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-cant-say-no.html' title='I can&apos;t say no'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112097964193409641</id><published>2005-07-10T00:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T00:14:01.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cavity</title><summary type='text'>I can feel a Cavity forming with my tongue.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112097964193409641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112097964193409641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112097964193409641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112097964193409641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/cavity.html' title='Cavity'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112092879365840286</id><published>2005-07-09T09:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T10:06:40.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pap smear</title><summary type='text'>over the past 3 yrs (yes I have been sexually active for only 3 yrs), I had over 15 pap smears. I believe the 2nd time I had a pap smear, my dr thought I had 2 cervices &amp; may have 2 uteruses. she was telling me this while she had my finger in my vagina. I felt like an abnormal female. A week later, a specialist obgyn came to see if it was really true. was the 1st time that a male looked at me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112092879365840286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112092879365840286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112092879365840286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112092879365840286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/pap-smear.html' title='Pap smear'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-112085981281483896</id><published>2005-07-08T14:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T15:05:23.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flying back</title><summary type='text'>I'm back. I feel I need the change. Not because I wanted to be hidden to the whole www that knows my xanga but it's a change, and I do admire the change. Sometimes it's really hard for me to put my life into words. I find myself posting pictures on my xanga and over a long period of time I feel that that is the only purpose for my xanga. My point, don't only judge me through my pictures but also </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/112085981281483896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=112085981281483896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112085981281483896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/112085981281483896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2005/07/flying-back.html' title='Flying back'/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-107070249112048021</id><published>2003-12-06T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T01:22:29.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>bye bye blogger.  I've moved to http://www.xanga.com/aznoll00.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/107070249112048021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=107070249112048021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/107070249112048021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/107070249112048021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/12/bye-bye-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106957842367164095</id><published>2003-11-23T01:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T01:08:15.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>for now I'll be blogging @ http://www.xanga.com/azndoll00.  reason: bc blogger makes my computer slow on the laptop that nick gave me in davis.  I will come back on blogger, once i make a new layout..hopefully soon. =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106957842367164095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106957842367164095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106957842367164095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106957842367164095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/for-now-ill-be-blogging-httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106954100962775017</id><published>2003-11-22T14:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T14:44:09.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nick gave me his laptop cuz he knows that my stupid ass computer @ davis hates me for some freaking reason.  I want to go shopping.  I have this urge to.  Maybe ill go online and check up some stuff to see what i want.  I still need to figure out wat to buy for nick.  but wat.  I know he wants a XBox.  Should i buy him it? heheeh =)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106954100962775017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106954100962775017&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106954100962775017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106954100962775017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/nick-gave-me-his-laptop-cuz-he-knows.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106945937873688037</id><published>2003-11-21T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T16:03:37.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today, I woke up @ 5am with a bad cough and my nose was stuffed.  I felt so incredibly horrible.  So i went downstairs and got some warm green tea.  Since my mom says that green tea curse temporary colds.  So I tried to rest my eyes and before u know it, I woke up @ 9am and no more stuffed nose and feeling horrible.  Green Tea is my new best friend.Nick came over and is spending the night! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106945937873688037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106945937873688037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106945937873688037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106945937873688037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/today-i-woke-up-5am-with-bad-cough-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106936116321505282</id><published>2003-11-20T12:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T12:46:39.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just ate the 6th dallor burger @ Carls Junior for my very first time.   I just had to share them for some fukin weird reason.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106936116321505282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106936116321505282&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106936116321505282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106936116321505282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-just-ate-6th-dallor-burger-carls.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106928661926320904</id><published>2003-11-19T16:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T16:04:15.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh wow, i found jackie, my roommate's friend, on xanga. she went to the stripclub w/us.  I agree with her, that club was a bit nasty.  heehee.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106928661926320904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106928661926320904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106928661926320904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106928661926320904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/oh-wow-i-found-jackie-my-roommates.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106928373391271594</id><published>2003-11-19T15:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-19T15:16:09.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im so lost.  I don't know but sometimes I just feel like breaking down and just let all of my emotions out.   I don't know what I am doing with my life.  Yeah, I'm going to school and yes I am studying biotechnology but deep inside, something is telling me that this isn't the thing that I should pursue on.  Of course I have to.  To prove to my parents that I have a brain and can at least get a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106928373391271594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106928373391271594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106928373391271594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106928373391271594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/im-so-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106910990753105725</id><published>2003-11-17T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T14:59:00.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>saturday night was the first time I went to a strip club.  heehee.  I didn't know that the girls would show everything.  they even open up their pussy in front of those nasty old guys right next to the stage.   the club is called, Centerfold or something like that.  I was having fun checking out if any of the guys have big boners and i saw this one with a big one.  interesting.Sunday me and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106910990753105725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106910990753105725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106910990753105725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106910990753105725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/saturday-night-was-first-time-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106835759143899107</id><published>2003-11-08T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T22:02:30.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me and nick went to go eat Fresh Choice.  I stuffed myself.  We were gonna get these famous burgers from this restaurant but then Fresh Choice was right next to it so I gave nick my puppy eyes and said I wanted to go to Fresh Choice and he said to me, "ok honey, I'll eat watever u want to eat"  So we ate @ fresh choice.  While he was eating all the salad and stuff he said to me "I'm pretending </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106835759143899107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106835759143899107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106835759143899107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106835759143899107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/me-and-nick-went-to-go-eat-fresh.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106835700187735960</id><published>2003-11-08T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-08T21:50:23.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was bored so i decided to calculate how much i spent on dvds since the paste year and i spent a total of $720.  thas bad. I should use it on clothes, wait no..facials, body wraps and stuff like that!  my white tips that i got for my manicur is a bit fading =(  That means i need to go get another manicure soon, but only after my bioenergetic/met midterm which is after the 18th, manicure would be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106835700187735960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106835700187735960&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106835700187735960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106835700187735960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-was-bored-so-i-decided-to-calculate.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106827369812311930</id><published>2003-11-07T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T22:44:37.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yeah, iono why but nick keeps mentioning.. "if we have kids, are we gonna bring them out like we always go out?"  I reply, of course.  But then right now I'm wondering why he's mentioning kids?  I would love to have kids with him one day..preferably soon but not too soon but...actually no buts, I am happy and a bit shy that he wants to make babies with me and have our babies look like me.  I'm</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106827369812311930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106827369812311930&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106827369812311930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106827369812311930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/oh-yeah-iono-why-but-nick-keeps.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106827358282530500</id><published>2003-11-07T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T22:40:03.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't want to study for my bioenergetic/metabolism shit.  Midterm is on the 18th...that is just fuckin wonderful!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106827358282530500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106827358282530500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106827358282530500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106827358282530500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-dont-want-to-study-for-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106827276333676762</id><published>2003-11-07T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-07T22:45:49.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>in about 3 more days I'll be 22 years old.  Today N picked me up and brought me red long stem roses that smelled soooo good.  Love that real rose fragrance.  Makes me happy that he didn't get it @ safeway bc those roses don't smell shit.   I am picky with my roses.  I sound so superficial huh?  Well I can be @ times, but I rather have happiness more than any materialistic things.  And I'm very </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106827276333676762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106827276333676762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106827276333676762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106827276333676762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/in-about-3-more-days-ill-be-22-years.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106799019369646402</id><published>2003-11-04T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-11-04T15:56:49.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't want to do my fucking biotech paper that happens to be due this damn THURSI was a school girl for halloween and I did not want to show any of my skin @ castro bc I am not like that.  I felt like an ugly slut.  But my roommates are so confident about themselves, I should be more like them.  But I can't.  I'm just not like that.  I am just butt ugly.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106799019369646402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106799019369646402&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106799019369646402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106799019369646402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/11/i-dont-want-to-do-my-fucking-biotech.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106754600929810057</id><published>2003-10-30T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T12:33:38.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to go shopping.  I want to spoil myself.  I want to spoil myself with diamonds, I love diamonds.  Um.. I hate that today is the time of the month.  I want it to go away tonight! Hope the patch will let it go away.  I'm already loosing a lot of blood.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106754600929810057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106754600929810057&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106754600929810057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106754600929810057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-want-to-go-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106754589447959872</id><published>2003-10-30T12:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-30T12:32:23.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today is a boring day.  I hate being in my biotech 171 class, and I got my outline back for my paper and i got a 6.5.  Why can't she just fucking give me a 7?  I don't like that TA already.  And the professor talks too much, he let us out @ 11:30 but we should be out @ 11:20.  He reminds me of My high school AP Stat teacher.  Just that he has a bigger hair and I don't think he has a 6 pack, maybe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106754589447959872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106754589447959872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106754589447959872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106754589447959872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/today-is-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106738246585447591</id><published>2003-10-28T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T15:07:53.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my love life is going pretty well.  I finally bought my prince a ring but I'm going to substitute it with a better one next time.  The ring didn't fit him so he wears it on his pinky.  I should call him pussy pinky.  He gave me a swarski diamond watch and i bought him a cheap ring.  Now we're even, kinda.  So for halloween nick and i and my roommates are going to castro.  Nick is too nice.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106738246585447591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106738246585447591&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106738246585447591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106738246585447591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/my-love-life-is-going-pretty-well.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106738193692581528</id><published>2003-10-28T14:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-10-28T14:59:03.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My name was on the uc davis newspaper.  wow.  (i'm being sarcastic)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106738193692581528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106738193692581528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106738193692581528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106738193692581528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/my-name-was-on-uc-davis-newspaper.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106650328915009990</id><published>2003-10-18T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T11:55:50.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my mom got back from japan and the more she gets older, the more beautifuler she gets.  Oh my mommie bought me a guess purse and N a backpack.  It was a $80 backpack.  I think my mom loves him like a son.  His backpack is more expensive than my guess purse!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106650328915009990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106650328915009990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106650328915009990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106650328915009990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/my-mom-got-back-from-japan-and-more.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106650239491656370</id><published>2003-10-18T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-18T11:39:54.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday me and N watched The Texan Chainsaw Massacer.  That movie freaked the hell out of me.  Disturbed me so much.  I think practically the whole entire movie, i was hiding under N's armpits.  with my sweater over my head.  Overall, I thought it was a pretty well filmed movie.  But I wouldn't want to watch it again.  Yesterday it was also my first time eating @ Tony Romas.  I didn't get their</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106650239491656370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106650239491656370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106650239491656370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106650239491656370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/yesterday-me-and-n-watched-texan.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106606648897557928</id><published>2003-10-13T10:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T10:35:16.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>since i didn't get anything for N yet for his birthday bc he doesn't want anything, I'm still gonna get something.  I was looking through this particular shoe.. um..iono..</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106606648897557928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106606648897557928&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106606648897557928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106606648897557928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/since-i-didnt-get-anything-for-n-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106606560950467203</id><published>2003-10-13T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T10:29:03.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me and N had a nice long 2 hr chat on the fone.  And before that he proposed to me.  Well he called it a pre-proposal because he didn't get that ring (Tiffany's) that I wanted.  First he asked the question in my room and then outside in front of my apartment on his knees.  how cute.  I felt like doing something to him.I like the diamond shape lookin one...  that pic is just the standard </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106606560950467203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106606560950467203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106606560950467203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106606560950467203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/me-and-n-had-nice-long-2-hr-chat-on.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106606552477638770</id><published>2003-10-13T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-13T10:18:44.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate Mondays, I hate getting up in the morning and going to my Communication 140 class.  I hate looking like an ugly duckling while im on campus.  I hate sitting here in the computer lab typing this.  I just hate mondays.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106606552477638770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106606552477638770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106606552477638770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106606552477638770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-hate-mondays-i-hate-getting-up-in.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106589864297744148</id><published>2003-10-11T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T11:57:40.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh My, I've known nick for almost 4 years. time flies...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106589864297744148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106589864297744148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106589864297744148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106589864297744148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/oh-my-ive-known-nick-for-almost-4.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106589848328638448</id><published>2003-10-11T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-11T11:54:43.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday me and N ate the sushi buffet again.  I seriously hate sushi now (I know it's just a phase, and I"ll come back to loving sushi again).  We drove around...I don't know why we went from one place to another, oh yeah I remember, we wanted to watch a movie so we end up watching "The School of Rock."  It was a pretty funny movie but I personally liked the Rundown better (the movie that we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106589848328638448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106589848328638448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106589848328638448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106589848328638448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/yesterday-me-and-n-ate-sushi-buffet.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106572900862651681</id><published>2003-10-09T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-09T12:57:09.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's Nick's Birthday day today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I didn't buy anything for him..cuz he doesn't want anything, well he says he wants me so I guess I'll put a bow on myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106572900862651681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106572900862651681&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106572900862651681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106572900862651681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/its-nicks-birthday-day-today-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106554513832071174</id><published>2003-10-07T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T09:45:38.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me and my bf are fighting beasts.  I swear sometimes, well most of the time, we're like those cave man back long time ago.  I have "trusting" issues.  What is wrong with me?  Is it normal for me to feel this way?  I mean, do I think all guys are cheaters so whenever my bf tells me that he's "out" and didn't take his cell phone with him.  How come it's so hard for me to believe him?  He made me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106554513832071174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106554513832071174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106554513832071174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106554513832071174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/me-and-my-bf-are-fighting-beasts.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106525821153293285</id><published>2003-10-04T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T02:03:44.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I can finally say that I am truely "happy" now.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106525821153293285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106525821153293285&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106525821153293285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106525821153293285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-can-finally-say-that-i-am-truely.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-10652580556310259</id><published>2003-10-04T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-10-04T02:03:15.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I haven't been posting much on my blogger these days, feel quite a bit distant with this now.  It's not like I don't like writing down my feelings, its' more like I don't have the time to write down my feelings anymore.  At the same time, I may seem down from what I am writing right now but my life is better these days.  I have the most amazing roommates, new friends, and of course my significant</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/10652580556310259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=10652580556310259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/10652580556310259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/10652580556310259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/10/i-havent-been-posting-much-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106441690510420869</id><published>2003-09-24T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-24T08:21:45.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>well school is starting and.. i don't have a computer up @ davis yet so that really sux.  ok well, *sigh* i gotta go get ready. Y can't nick live w/me??</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106441690510420869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106441690510420869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106441690510420869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106441690510420869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/well-school-is-starting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106427527336723020</id><published>2003-09-22T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-22T17:01:13.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>face reading, pretty interesting and accurate stuff here!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106427527336723020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106427527336723020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106427527336723020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106427527336723020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/face-reading-pretty-interesting-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106420112199078901</id><published>2003-09-21T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T20:25:21.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>School is starting, I'm getting excited but @ the same time, I'll miss my bf a lot once I get back.  I think things will be quite hectic because I have school in the morning and then I have work from 12:30pm to 5pm.  My bf was thinking about transfering to ucd, and I told him that he can stay with me for free.  That would be a dream come true :)  But nevertheless, we can always live together </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106420112199078901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106420112199078901&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106420112199078901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106420112199078901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/school-is-starting-im-getting-excited.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106413903867204791</id><published>2003-09-21T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T03:10:38.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im thinking of getting these: 1 (black white), 2 (i know i got a black one already but i like this pink one hehe)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106413903867204791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106413903867204791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106413903867204791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106413903867204791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/im-thinking-of-getting-these-1-black.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106413818631869807</id><published>2003-09-21T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T02:56:25.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today me and nick went to this Newark thingee where there's hecka ppl selling stuff and there were semi roller coaster rides.  Anways, while we're lookin around, N spotte the Louis Vuitton bag that I wanted but it was in BLACK.  I wanted in white.  And it was quite cheap, $169 and usually those kind a bags aren't usually that low of a price so i told nick that it's probably a fake and they're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106413818631869807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106413818631869807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106413818631869807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106413818631869807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/today-me-and-nick-went-to-this-newark.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106398453678114165</id><published>2003-09-19T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-19T08:15:36.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday night i was just so tired around 9:oopm so I fell asleep.  Surprisingly my bf came @ 10pm.  I went to the door, opened it and said "Nick, u estupido, it's 10 i'm sleeping"  He gave me this silly smile/ semi-laugh and said "honey, sorry I didn't know u were sleeping...it's 10?"  I told him "go home!"  And of course I didnt' want him to go home but I wanted to see his rxn.  So he replied </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106398453678114165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106398453678114165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106398453678114165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106398453678114165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/yesterday-night-i-was-just-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106389788316661577</id><published>2003-09-18T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T08:11:23.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok I'm gonna get serious for a bit. Right nown I'm going through a hard time and it got to do with my family back in Taiwan. They were and are my everything. My grandma nurtured me until I was 5 years old and never let her eyes off me and always said to people that I will always be her favorite. My aunts and uncles were so good to me even though I'll have to admit that my uncle can be too </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106389788316661577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106389788316661577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106389788316661577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106389788316661577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/ok-im-gonna-get-serious-for-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106366240074998330</id><published>2003-09-15T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-15T14:46:40.743-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my god I haven't been writing anything in here bc I am addicted to friendster.com and I got so much to say, like..I am a sex maniac.  Ok just kidding i'll be back soon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106366240074998330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106366240074998330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106366240074998330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106366240074998330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/oh-my-god-i-havent-been-writing.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106309222574231242</id><published>2003-09-09T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-09T00:23:45.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hehehehe, karen is my good friend, she's so cute.  She needs a boyfriend, a hot one..im gonna find one for her in davis..is that a bad idea?a z n d o l l 00: he's SINGLE karena z n d o l l 00: he's SINGLEa z n d o l l 00: hee hee heea z n d o l l 00: he has big EVERYTHINGa z n d o l l 00: BIG BIGa z n d o l l 00: karenInfoxycated: big what?Infoxycated: yay for youInfoxycated: umm you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106309222574231242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106309222574231242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106309222574231242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106309222574231242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/hehehehe-karen-is-my-good-friend-shes.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106306782183129763</id><published>2003-09-08T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-08T17:37:21.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OUCH!!(click on it)That must hella hurt....ouch ouch.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106306782183129763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106306782183129763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106306782183129763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106306782183129763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/ouchclick-on-it-that-must-hella-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106299537188021485</id><published>2003-09-07T21:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T21:29:31.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love my BF so FUkin  Much</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106299537188021485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106299537188021485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106299537188021485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106299537188021485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-love-my-bf-so-fukin-much.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106295694016747464</id><published>2003-09-07T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T10:51:30.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I couldn't help but look @ my sophomore yearbook back in High School.  And then I couldn't help but read one of my really good friend's msg back in hs:Dear Cathy,Hi! Sorry it took me so long to write in this yearbook.  Yeah.  I know that we were Sophmores when you got this yearbook and now we're juniors!  Hey, better late then never!  Hey do you want me to pretend that I'm a sophmore?  Okay, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106295694016747464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106295694016747464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106295694016747464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106295694016747464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-couldnt-help-but-look-my-sophomore.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106286662425627548</id><published>2003-09-06T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-06T09:43:44.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i have 28% fat in my body.  That means I'm almost obese.  That's what the chart says.  Oh my GOd?!  But I don't look hella hella overly fat though.  and I can't get on friendster.com for some freakin reason.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106286662425627548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106286662425627548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106286662425627548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106286662425627548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/i-have-28-fat-in-my-body.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106281913515578448</id><published>2003-09-05T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T20:34:09.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>today i went shopping and I bought myself a SATIN KIMONO SLIP for myself (&amp; my bf to look at) from Victorias Secret.  The bad news is, I am still fat and so it don't look so good on me. If I was to compare myself to those victorias secret models, I am one big fat OBESE Woman.   Why did i have to gain another 9.5 lbs from Las Vegas?  But Honest to God that Satin Kimono thang is so damn comfortable</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106281913515578448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106281913515578448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106281913515578448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106281913515578448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/today-i-went-shopping-and-i-bought.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106272750910490005</id><published>2003-09-04T19:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T20:12:49.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>two thing I want to talk about:(1.) Gardening(2.) Fights with Nick(1.)  I have been obsessed with gardening ever since my mommy and daddy left us poor kids in the house all by ourselves (I like it).  I would spend hours in home depot (the gardening section) and Orchard Supply (garden section 2) and I would come home smiling.  I love flowers and watching them grow up.  I love feeding them (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106272750910490005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106272750910490005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106272750910490005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106272750910490005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/two-thing-i-want-to-talk-about-1.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106271479369116409</id><published>2003-09-04T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T15:33:13.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back once again.  Although feeling quite dirty because I moved most of my stuff into my new apartment.  As I am getting older I've noticed that I am becoming more like my mom, a clean freak.  I have not organized my new apartment room and right now I feel uncomplete.  I can't wait until I put my Britney Spears poster up.  She's hot!  Call me a lesbo if u want to but I admire her so much.   </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106271479369116409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106271479369116409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106271479369116409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106271479369116409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/im-back-once-again.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106247481533084921</id><published>2003-09-01T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-09-01T20:53:35.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>at this point in my life.  I don't know.  I just feel ____.  Can't really find the word.  Maybe i should just keep quiet for a few days.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106247481533084921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106247481533084921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106247481533084921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106247481533084921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/09/at-this-point-in-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106222564151652812</id><published>2003-08-29T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T23:45:12.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my bf's mom bought me this chinese red handbag from China.  It looks kinda like one of those props for one of those scary chinese movies.  But it looks like it got a touch of an exotic look in a way.  So today they came over and we talked a little about Market America.  Then I discovered how unknowledged I am with it and realize that I got to really get my butt on it.  There were some stuff that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106222564151652812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106222564151652812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106222564151652812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106222564151652812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/my-bfs-mom-bought-me-this-chinese-red.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106185167502938780</id><published>2003-08-25T15:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T15:53:01.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>a lot of things had happened since the last time I laid my eyes on my blogger site.  I have so much anger, frustration, depression.... Gee I discovered new qualities about myself.I'm actually going to really start market america (the business thing I once blogger about that my mom is so into &amp; makes quite a lot of money).  Who knows if i'll get hella bank but at least i get some extra spending </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106185167502938780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106185167502938780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106185167502938780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106185167502938780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/lot-of-things-had-happened-since-last.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106080960221735147</id><published>2003-08-13T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T14:28:28.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oooh Britney sthuff yes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106080960221735147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106080960221735147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106080960221735147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106080960221735147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/oooh-britney-sthuff-yes.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106075102379395403</id><published>2003-08-12T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T22:22:06.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FightingI'll have to say that these past 2 days were hell.  Me and my bf have been fighting about one thing, Market America.  I don't feel like talking about what exacty it is but it's this business thing, if ur interested on what the hell it is, find out, but I'm guessing no one would care since yall got better things to think about.  This is a long story but my mom is on my case with... ok to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106075102379395403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106075102379395403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106075102379395403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106075102379395403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/fighting-ill-have-to-say-that-these.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106049715661917066</id><published>2003-08-09T23:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T23:32:53.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes she's hot but sometimes....looks not right.  Coco Lee</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106049715661917066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106049715661917066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106049715661917066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106049715661917066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/sometimes-shes-hot-but-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106049547691719945</id><published>2003-08-09T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T23:04:36.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>if you're bored go here.  very entertaining. hehe</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106049547691719945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106049547691719945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106049547691719945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106049547691719945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/if-youre-bored-go-here.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106049442402603751</id><published>2003-08-09T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T22:47:03.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My DayMy parents, me, my brother, and my boyfriend went to  that place where they cook in front of you to go eat din din with my dad's coworkers.  It was delicious bc my big ass tummy was starving so much.  Tmw, my parents, me, my bf, my brother are gonna have brunch together next door (kinda) from that place.  I think my parents are in the process of making nick as part of our family.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106049442402603751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106049442402603751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106049442402603751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106049442402603751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/my-day-my-parents-me-my-brother-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-106048947357836791</id><published>2003-08-09T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-09T22:26:12.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>congratulations. you are the kiss my ass happybunny. You don't care about anyone or anything.You must be so proud which happy bunny are you? brought to you by QuizillaPrivate convo.(Y am i evening  posting this? iono who cares like anyone would care)azn doll 00: i had sex 17x in 5 daysdktq: whoadktq: that's crazydktq: that's more than i getazn doll 00: hahahadktq: no kiddingdktq: you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/106048947357836791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=106048947357836791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106048947357836791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/106048947357836791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/congratulations.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105997127691022801</id><published>2003-08-03T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-03T21:38:56.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Goodbye.  I won't be blogging for 5 days.  Off to paradisewhy. why.  why do these porn people sign my guestbook. why.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105997127691022801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105997127691022801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105997127691022801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105997127691022801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/goodbye.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105985568592043012</id><published>2003-08-02T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-02T13:21:25.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am so butt worried about my grades right now.  I'm scared to death that I won't get back into ucd.  I shouldn't have withdrawaled in the first place.  *Praying to God*On a happier note, my bf is gonna take me up to davis and be right next to me when I go see my counselor again.  My bf told me that i shouldn't worry.  I'll have to admit that I am a worry freak.  So 2 more days until I finally </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105985568592043012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105985568592043012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105985568592043012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105985568592043012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/i-am-so-butt-worried-about-my-grades.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105972252056818943</id><published>2003-08-01T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T00:30:17.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one more note before i lay my ass onto my bed.  It seems like my bf do love me a lot.  Sometimes I just can't get it into my head that he isn't one of those "typical asian guys".  And I'll do have to admit that he isn't.  He has so much ambition and he fukin works his butt off @ the restaurant bc he says that 1 day he wants to be the papa of my kids and have no money worries.  But I got so much "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105972252056818943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105972252056818943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105972252056818943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105972252056818943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/one-more-note-before-i-lay-my-ass-onto.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105972203335376443</id><published>2003-08-01T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T00:13:53.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>1 more final.  I've been eating so much.  Salmon burrito, I ordered pizza 3 days in a row.  Wonder how im gonna be like when I get pregnant one day.  One more note, i can't wait until i lay my ass in this room that I'll be staying @ pretty soon:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105972203335376443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105972203335376443&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105972203335376443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105972203335376443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/08/1-more-final.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105960518467462586</id><published>2003-07-30T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-30T19:44:51.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i should be studying but im playing this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105960518467462586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105960518467462586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105960518467462586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105960518467462586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-should-be-studying-but-im-playing.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105960406554730910</id><published>2003-07-30T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-08-01T00:11:42.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i went to get some stuff for my trip down south with my bf soon and I also dropped by Safeway to get some cookies bc in my spanish class, we're gonna have a fiesta final review tmw.  The goodies that i needed to get were cookies so i got a bunch.  So i just bought those cookies and a bottle of water.  I went in line and this old man said that I could go first bc he has more stuff than me.  When I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105960406554730910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105960406554730910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105960406554730910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105960406554730910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-went-to-get-some-stuff-for-my-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105952078028488044</id><published>2003-07-29T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-29T16:19:40.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i got 2 finals left so life sucks right now</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105952078028488044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105952078028488044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105952078028488044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105952078028488044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-got-2-finals-left-so-life-sucks.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105937298436722446</id><published>2003-07-27T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T23:16:24.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nick told me that he asked his mom why she gave me that hissy pissy look but it turned out that she didn't mean to.  It's just that she had a bad day and it was hella hot when she took Lauren (Nick's niece) to Great America.  I felt better but.. ok well now on ABC Family, there's this cute scene where these two couples get all cute and cheesy.  where the girl somehow got into the water fountain</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105937298436722446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105937298436722446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105937298436722446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105937298436722446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/nick-told-me-that-he-asked-his-mom-why.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105936616327079328</id><published>2003-07-27T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-27T21:22:43.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i hate carrying a lot of cash and walking around in public.  It seems like my parents treat the house like a bank.  When I need money deposited into my bank account, they just slap me with their cash.  Ok that's not what I mainly want to talk about but it was more than 1k.  On friday, my bf apologized and I know he knows that it's mainly my stupid mind that i like to pick fights, but he did his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105936616327079328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105936616327079328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105936616327079328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105936616327079328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-hate-carrying-lot-of-cash-and.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105915282612389476</id><published>2003-07-25T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T10:07:06.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This weekend and next week is going to be hell.  Finals Week.  Another thought, Maybe I should call my bf and apologize for my selfishness yesterday night.  Actually nah.  Men should always do the apologizing even if it's not their fault.  Aren't I Old Fashioned?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105915282612389476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105915282612389476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105915282612389476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105915282612389476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/this-weekend-and-next-week-is-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105915236922735717</id><published>2003-07-25T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T09:59:29.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>have you ever had those people that walk around the mall, on campus, and wherever and ask you to donate money to either the hungry kids in ___ or the poor people in ___ or get the point?.  Sometimes I wonder to myself, ''how would we know if it's for real or not?"  So, on Wednesday I was sipping my milk, and this japenese guy, who doesn't seem to know how to communicate much in english, came up </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105915236922735717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105915236922735717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105915236922735717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105915236922735717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/have-you-ever-had-those-people-that.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105914151446637186</id><published>2003-07-25T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-25T06:58:34.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>me and nick got into another argument again.  the end.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105914151446637186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105914151446637186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105914151446637186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105914151446637186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/me-and-nick-got-into-another-argument.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105901506717233975</id><published>2003-07-23T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-23T19:51:07.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't know how I can tell the world that I love my bf so fuking much.  After we resolved my hissy fits, he turned from black to white.  Actually I'll always have my hissy fissy bitchy attitude, but he's just so calmer with it now.  When I feel like starting a fight just for nothing, he'll give me a "Honey, let's not fight".  But sometimes, I just have to.  I need to take one of those balancing </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105901506717233975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105901506717233975&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105901506717233975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105901506717233975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-dont-know-how-i-can-tell-world-that.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105880743995858531</id><published>2003-07-21T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T10:10:39.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>one more note (I should be studying for one point).  I got this Kodak Portable Digital Cam so maybe I'll post up some pictures.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105880743995858531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105880743995858531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105880743995858531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105880743995858531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/one-more-note-i-should-be-studying-for.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105880580503080908</id><published>2003-07-21T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T09:45:26.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ClassI thought this was interesting to blog but one of my classmates told me a story. Well we were discussing about the 46 yr old Davis resident (name David Lawrence Beale) who posessed human remains which he used for dissection, selling them to who knows and who knows what else he does with them.  Somehow that subj let to a story about his grandpa.  Well she told me that her whole family are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105880580503080908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105880580503080908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105880580503080908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105880580503080908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/class-i-thought-this-was-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105866754005342163</id><published>2003-07-19T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T19:32:30.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went through 2 chapters of my biological science book and realize that I do have a fond with the subject.  During the past 4 weeks I dread studying and had second thoughts with biotechnology.  I know I can't say just because of 2 chapters in the book will make me change my mind but hopefully this is a good start for me.I don't remember blogging about this but one of my mom's best friend has </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105866754005342163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105866754005342163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105866754005342163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105866754005342163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-went-through-2-chapters-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105863916860715727</id><published>2003-07-19T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-19T11:26:08.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>can life be so simple?bf.  talked to him and complained that sometimes I just can't handle him working every single freaking day @ the restaurant.  He tells me that he's doing this for us if I still decide to be with him in the future.  He stated that he wants to make a lot of money so we can take more vacations together, build our future together, a home, a family.  But is life this simple?  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105863916860715727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105863916860715727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105863916860715727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105863916860715727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/can-life-be-so-simple-bf.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105849093947839364</id><published>2003-07-17T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T18:15:39.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sometimes i wonder if my bf is doing stuff behind my back.  Sometimes he'll get angry and ask me why I dont' trust him sometimes.  I don't know what's wrong with me.  Today my bf called me @ my apartment but i wasn't home.  My roommate got the fone and he left a msg saying that he'll be cleaning the kitchen today so he'll call me later when he's done.  The thing is, he never cleans the kitchen on</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105849093947839364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105849093947839364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105849093947839364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105849093947839364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/sometimes-i-wonder-if-my-bf-is-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105843779252634234</id><published>2003-07-17T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T03:29:52.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it's 3:19am and I'm still not done studying for bio, i just found out what I got on my Spanish midterm#2, I ate bc i was hungry this late @ night, I found out what I got on my midterm#4 in bio, there are stupid guys out there screaming @ the top of their lungs and playing with illega fireworks of some sort, I got into a fight with my bf.  How horrible can my life be?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105843779252634234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105843779252634234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105843779252634234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105843779252634234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/its-319am-and-im-still-not-done.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105824120822337865</id><published>2003-07-14T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T20:55:31.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i forgot to write about how clubbin @ club nv was.  Well to make the long story short, i was being stupid, my bf got mad @ me he came pick me up from fremont and i was shivering in the car.  He took care of me afterwards and said to me "y u make stupid mistakes? u can't ever drink anymore"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105824120822337865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105824120822337865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105824120822337865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105824120822337865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-forgot-to-write-about-how-clubbin.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105824078867411916</id><published>2003-07-14T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-14T20:46:28.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I want to quit Solano Clinical Research and work here instead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105824078867411916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105824078867411916&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105824078867411916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105824078867411916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-want-to-quit-solano-clinical.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105804785794546415</id><published>2003-07-12T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T15:10:57.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>http://yoga.tripod.co.jp/flash/kikkomaso.swfIm speechless</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105804785794546415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105804785794546415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105804785794546415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105804785794546415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/httpyoga.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105804244907402857</id><published>2003-07-12T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T14:17:45.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so tonight i'm gonna go clubbing (Club NV) (Celebrating Karen Yang's 21st Birthday)after all but my bf isn't gonna come with us.  It's my best  friend's birthday thing.  I wanted my bf to come but he has to work.  work work work.  That's what he always do.  He's not gonna go to cancun with me anymore and argh.  Why does he have to be so serious about work?  Why can't he just get out 1 hr earlier </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105804244907402857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105804244907402857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105804244907402857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105804244907402857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/so-tonight-im-gonna-go-clubbing-club.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105795473433272030</id><published>2003-07-11T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-11T13:18:54.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I had Dos Coyotes for breakfast - Salmon Burrito to be exact.  Then after eating that big burrito, i realized that I have shit to do (relating to school work).  So I can't go clubbin in frisco with my bf and plus I haven't dressed up for so long.  I think I forgot how to.  July sux @$$.  I can't wait until this month is over and hopefully I'll see 2 nice grades so I can finally talk to my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105795473433272030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105795473433272030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105795473433272030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105795473433272030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-had-dos-coyotes-for-breakfast-salmon.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105788648978172404</id><published>2003-07-10T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T18:21:29.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I told my bf the other day that I don't want to ever get married.  (I said that bc i was just in a bad mood)  He asked me what if the man in my life right now wants to marry you in the near future?  I said "who cares".  He then started arguing (Not really arguing but making me think that I should get married).  So a few days later, which means yesterday he told me that this psychic says that he's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105788648978172404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105788648978172404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105788648978172404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105788648978172404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-told-my-bf-other-day-that-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105788492707297882</id><published>2003-07-10T17:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T18:04:14.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my roommate told me today that my other roommate thinks that I'm scary.  I did not know how to respond to that.  It's not a compliment.  She said it's because of the way I scream at my boyfriend.  I'll honestly admit that when I scream at people it can be scary.  I cuss my head out and I scream at the top of my lungs.  Hey, there's a reason why i was screaming at my significant other.  But I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105788492707297882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105788492707297882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105788492707297882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105788492707297882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/my-roommate-told-me-today-that-my.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105782025112602839</id><published>2003-07-09T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T00:04:31.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>my every evening ritual, talking on the fone with my significant other.  Today I wasn't in a good mood, of  course I wasn't.  I'll have to admit that he made me feel a lot better but I didn't act like I was feeling any better.  When I'm mad, I just feel like yelling at him.  He was calm and tried to find words to make me at least laugh or anything along that line but it didn't work.  I don't know</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105782025112602839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105782025112602839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105782025112602839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105782025112602839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/my-every-evening-ritual-talking-on.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105779669231702914</id><published>2003-07-09T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-09T19:13:24.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whenever I'm in my bio lecture hall, during the first hour I always find myself falling asleep.  I don't have much interest in that class and I'm overaly worried that I am not going to do so good.  Considering my 2nd midterm exam percentage, I feel like yanking my hair and screaming at myself for my poor effort.  How am I able to survive through the rest of college.  And also I got embarrassed </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105779669231702914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105779669231702914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105779669231702914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105779669231702914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/whenever-im-in-my-bio-lecture-hall.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105772697797125825</id><published>2003-07-08T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T22:02:57.856-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I realized that after being in a relationship for more than a year and a few months, I've seen such much insecurity and jealousy in me.  I'm always wondering if my bf is eyeing someone else, checking someone out, or if he has the tendency to cheat on me or wat-so-ever.  Even though my bf told me repeatively that he doesn't eye other girls, check them out or even think about cheating on me.  It </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105772697797125825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105772697797125825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105772697797125825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105772697797125825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-realized-that-after-being-in.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105771074266479196</id><published>2003-07-08T17:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-08T17:35:11.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know this person who went to the same Junior College as me.  I didn't see him for about..maybe 6+ months and somehow he saw me while he was filling in his application for study abroad to Spain.  I was walking to the bookstore and he caught me.  Whenever I bump into him, he's one of the people that can talk forever and ask me so many questions, wanting to know all about my life.  I'll have to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105771074266479196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105771074266479196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105771074266479196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105771074266479196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-know-this-person-who-went-to-same.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105762941843483436</id><published>2003-07-07T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T18:56:58.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pregnancy testI took a pregnancy test yesterday bc of my epidity of stupidity on thurs, fri, and saturday.  It was negative after 3 min but a day after yesterday, which is today, I was thinking to myself, "oh i better throw that preg test away."  So when I was about to, the pregnancy test looked different.  It didn't have just one line but it had another faded line below it.  I asked myself, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105762941843483436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105762941843483436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105762941843483436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105762941843483436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/pregnancy-test-i-took-pregnancy-test.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105762662133734804</id><published>2003-07-07T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T18:10:21.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i cannot have no sex for a week.  God I sound like a man</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105762662133734804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105762662133734804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105762662133734804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105762662133734804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-cannot-have-no-sex-for-week.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105762457229695221</id><published>2003-07-07T17:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T17:36:12.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ok im just pissed, i got mood swings maybe thas why I wrote what I wrote on my last entry.  And plus i got my period while I was wearing my thong today on campus.  U know how embarassing that is?  Thank God it wasn't that much.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105762457229695221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105762457229695221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105762457229695221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105762457229695221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/ok-im-just-pissed-i-got-mood-swings.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105762444772426010</id><published>2003-07-07T17:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-07T17:34:07.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have so much anger in me.  Toward the people that I know.  My bf thinks that my expectations are too high on people, that's why I run away when I see someone I don't want to talk to.  Sometimes I just don't feel like talking and want to just do my own stuff that I need to do.  To be honest with you, sometimes I really don't have the time to stand in the middle of campus or whereever and talk to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105762444772426010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105762444772426010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105762444772426010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105762444772426010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-have-so-much-anger-in-me.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105755970954976077</id><published>2003-07-06T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T23:35:09.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just finished getting off the phone with my bf.  Our usual routine everynight is talk on the phone for at least an hour.  We have been talking on the phone everynight, @ least an hr ever since we got together.  When I think about it,I wonder what we talk about.  Is there really so much to talk about to each other?  When we do talk, there is but when I think about it's kinda like "whoa, we talk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105755970954976077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105755970954976077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105755970954976077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105755970954976077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/i-just-finished-getting-off-phone-with.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3031025.post-105747616146784554</id><published>2003-07-06T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2003-07-06T00:22:41.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Another fight the same one as WedI don't understand why it's so hard to just come see me today.  Perhaps I am just always needy but I wanted to see my bf today, just for a few minutes.  He said I saw him thurs, Friday and will see me Sunday.  But I wanted to see him today.  So like as always, he gets mad, I get mad, i cry,  I say fuk u fuk u fuk u.  And he screams @ me and the funny thing is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/feeds/105747616146784554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3031025&amp;postID=105747616146784554&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105747616146784554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3031025/posts/default/105747616146784554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mesmerizeme.blogspot.com/2003/07/another-fight-same-one-as-wed-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>cathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08827886387475039609</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
