<?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-3175248</id><updated>2011-06-08T02:41:44.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mirage</title><subtitle type='html'>Feels like I'm dreamin' but I'm not sleepin'...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</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>333</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-107620609036108696</id><published>2004-02-07T21:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-10T11:35:22.576-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I'm missing my non-Xangan lambs very much.&lt;br /&gt;And to think, you guys are the close bunch to me, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please drop by my Xanga more and comment using the chatterbox on the right.&lt;br /&gt;Or get a Xanga account to comment! :P&lt;br /&gt;...Pleaseee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, you know very well I don't beg very often at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-107620609036108696?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107620609036108696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107620609036108696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107620609036108696' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-107426730754686370</id><published>2004-01-16T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T10:38:01.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm going to make &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/plmirage/" target="new"&gt;x a n g a&lt;/a&gt; my main blog, with the occasional updates here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-107426730754686370?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107426730754686370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107426730754686370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107426730754686370' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-107374757390826197</id><published>2004-01-10T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T10:14:06.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nobody reads this anymore...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-107374757390826197?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107374757390826197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107374757390826197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107374757390826197' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-107328335266162102</id><published>2004-01-05T01:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-01-10T10:13:32.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;B&gt;HONG KONG... fun times, fun times...&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;U&gt;SPCC AM PRIMARY REUNION 2003&lt;/U&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid96/p2b802c3ccf2aed141240b3846f86b3a1/fa1fc5a8.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid96/p2b802c3ccf2aed141240b3846f86b3a1/fa1fc5a8.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid96/p9b33440cc40a93150f5c980da78d4d46/fa1fb295.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid96/p9b33440cc40a93150f5c980da78d4d46/fa1fb295.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid96/p3f932a0642f0e338d35b15709f2440bc/fa1fa4d9.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid96/p3f932a0642f0e338d35b15709f2440bc/fa1fa4d9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid96/p1d4d9019730f7724112e18f96170300d/fa1fb2fa.jpg" target=_new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://www.imagestation.com/picture/sraid96/p1d4d9019730f7724112e18f96170300d/fa1fb2fa.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very nice seeing most of my primary schoolmates again! We all met at the restaurant Concerto for a buffet, and then most of the people went to Lan Kwai Fong for drinks. I didn't go for the drinks, as I have been out 'til 3, 4am the previous days - and I needed to wake up early for the next day. There were a group of teachers present also, 3 of whom had taught me. I was genuinely surprised that many people recognized my name, or my face. I could recognize the girls by faces, but I had a little trouble associate their names to them. It's been 10 years! I already remembered more than others expected - ha ha. Anyway, the guys changed a lot more, so it was a lot more difficult to recognize them. It was nice chatting and laughing with everyone... bringing up fond mem'ries. It was a fulfilling evening. :) Keep in touch everyone; and come visit me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;U&gt;COUZZIES SILLINESS&lt;/U&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.webshots.com/s/image9/0/44/11/109204411BiyUJO_ph.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://community.webshots.com/s/image9/0/44/11/109204411BiyUJO_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.webshots.com/s/image9/0/80/89/109208089XdyynI_ph.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://community.webshots.com/s/image9/0/80/89/109208089XdyynI_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.webshots.com/s/image1/0/56/53/109205653YkJslz_ph.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://community.webshots.com/s/image1/0/56/53/109205653YkJslz_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.webshots.com/s/image1/0/27/50/109202750bqIANd_ph.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://community.webshots.com/s/image1/0/27/50/109202750bqIANd_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.webshots.com/s/image6/0/36/58/109203658FbpKpW_ph.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://community.webshots.com/s/image6/0/36/58/109203658FbpKpW_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.webshots.com/s/image6/0/87/54/109208754fPqKyM_ph.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://community.webshots.com/s/image6/0/87/54/109208754fPqKyM_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;A href="http://community.webshots.com/s/image9/0/99/62/109209962fdDAFZ_ph.jpg" target=new&gt;&lt;IMG height=100 src="http://community.webshots.com/s/image9/0/99/62/109209962fdDAFZ_ph.jpg"&gt;&lt;/A&gt; &lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;Yet another GREAAAT time with the couzzies and family. Had tons of fun!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Country clubsss, Jockey Club, Cricket Club, Golf Club, etc. etc. etc. Basketball, soccer ("football"). G-ma's. Drinks and chat by the beach with candlelight. Shoppinggg! EATING!!! "Tortured by good food."! Ocean Park. MJ. Coke Polos. Black Current. Jelly Bean Pillows. Picture Keychain. Westside/Eastside. "Not even."!Patrick, Janelle, Chris - hope you guy are still livin' it up over there! SUP JORRRR!!! Ha ha haaa! :P &lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-107328335266162102?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107328335266162102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107328335266162102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107328335266162102' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-107194335721871472</id><published>2003-12-20T12:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-20T13:03:32.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#C095C6 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of last night - go to my xanga page, since most of you know about it already. :) My xanga can be reached via the "p" in my name on the right under the b-fly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the spontaneous parrrty, lambs. Y'all rock. Got my yearbook, missin' the days - Abbey girls for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Departing for HK tomorrow and coming back on the 1st!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-107194335721871472?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107194335721871472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107194335721871472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107194335721871472' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-107143600982810479</id><published>2003-12-14T16:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-02-02T10:06:09.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tongcom.co.kr/movie/t2/dingani_13.swf" target="new"&gt;Happy Holidays!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-107143600982810479?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107143600982810479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107143600982810479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107143600982810479' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-107070505058185566</id><published>2003-12-06T05:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-18T10:37:28.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;According to this test you are gentle &amp; sexy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know perfectly well what the other sex wants and everything you do makes them happy. You are caring and kind, which makes you very attractive. You go through life with style and you live your love life with the same style. A man or woman will not be easily disappointed by you, which gives you loads of sex appeal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOOOO LEAFSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i9.ebayimg.com/01/i/00/fe/f7/aa_1.JPG&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;McDee's with bebe past midnight in downtown Kingston is a ritual...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/39549000/jpg/_39549395_mcdonald_203body.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/E/eveningmist23/1065747449_eagle-orig.jpg" border="0" alt="Air"&gt;&lt;br&gt; Your element is Air. You are an artistic person&lt;br&gt;with a unique sense of style. You are&lt;br&gt;intelligent; although prone to wonder in&lt;br&gt;thought which, prevents you from paying full&lt;br&gt;attention to most things, constantly active and&lt;br&gt;most likely like to sing. Constantly moving the&lt;br&gt;air is a force of nature. One moment you can be&lt;br&gt;a breeze the next a tornado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-107070505058185566?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107070505058185566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107070505058185566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107070505058185566' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-107033030215343201</id><published>2003-12-01T20:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T20:58:58.560-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;&lt;FONT color=red size=1&gt;Fun jazz... must try!!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;/FONT&gt; &lt;A href="http://www.crushcalculator.com/cc.cgi?id=1070350253ttc" target=_new&gt;Click&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;IMG height=15 src="http://www.xanga.com/Images/laughing.gif" width=15&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-107033030215343201?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107033030215343201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/107033030215343201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107033030215343201' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106940168968831946</id><published>2003-11-21T03:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-21T03:01:56.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;All right you Chipmunks! &lt;br /&gt;Ready to sing your song? &lt;br /&gt;I'll say we are! &lt;br /&gt;Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;Let's sing it now! &lt;br /&gt;Okay, Simon? &lt;br /&gt;Okay! &lt;br /&gt;Okay, Theodore? &lt;br /&gt;Okay! &lt;br /&gt;Okay, Alvin? Alvin? ALVIN! &lt;br /&gt;Okay!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas, Christmas time is near, &lt;br /&gt;Time for toys and time for cheer, &lt;br /&gt;We've been good, but we can't last &lt;br /&gt;Hurry Christmas, hurry fast, &lt;br /&gt;Want a plane that loops the loop, &lt;br /&gt;Me, I want a hula hoop, &lt;br /&gt;We can hardly stand the wait, &lt;br /&gt;Please Christmas, don't be late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fellas, get ready. &lt;br /&gt;That was very good, Simon. &lt;br /&gt;Naturally. &lt;br /&gt;Very good Theodore. &lt;br /&gt;Ahkhkhkh. &lt;br /&gt;Ah, Alvin, you were a little flat, watch it. &lt;br /&gt;Ah, Alvin? Alvin. ALVIN! &lt;br /&gt;Okay!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want a plane that loops the loop, &lt;br /&gt;I still want a hula hoop, &lt;br /&gt;We can hardly stand the wait, &lt;br /&gt;Please Christmas, don't be late. &lt;br /&gt;We can hardly stand the wait, &lt;br /&gt;Please Christmas, don't be late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very good, boys. &lt;br /&gt;Let's sing it again! &lt;br /&gt;Yeah, let's sing it again! &lt;br /&gt;No, That's enough, let's not overdo it. &lt;br /&gt;What do you mean not overdo it? &lt;br /&gt;Overdo it? &lt;br /&gt;We want to sing it again! &lt;br /&gt;Now wait a minute, boys... &lt;br /&gt;Why can't we sing it again? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106940168968831946?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106940168968831946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106940168968831946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106940168968831946' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106913083805607182</id><published>2003-11-17T23:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-20T21:33:39.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#C095C6 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.vickiclub.com/soclose/photos/gala03.jpg target="new"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;VICKI . ZHAO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the best ever! &lt;br /&gt;Her realness, her sex appeal, her natural beauty, her shine, her glamour, her endless talents...&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh I love her! How could you not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106913083805607182?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106913083805607182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106913083805607182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106913083805607182' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106895926723477057</id><published>2003-11-16T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-17T21:26:11.686-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO US!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're one year old, bebe. And I couldn't be happier.&lt;br /&gt;You're forever my soulmate, my support, my sexy and delicate lover; my all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src=http://www.radiofactswomen.com/javier_edit_2.wav loop=true&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106895926723477057?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106895926723477057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106895926723477057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106895926723477057' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106895908000375209</id><published>2003-11-16T00:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-16T00:33:31.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=silver size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;b&gt;A-man-dadada&lt;/b&gt;... my buddiest of buddies here at Queen's.&lt;br /&gt;1) The most wicked witch of all - &lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0PgDgAggSKSQdmzLD8vWFtqSdaRPtyO8hlJLMSLz3usFH2e7UgcRIarFFNbH*8JnE46QEKSovzEkh17nT5NjwEgSu!JB9f4dG/Am02.jpg?dc=4675447370051378536" target="new"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2) Witched witch turned into a nice witch? - &lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0PgD2AgcS8CPTx*0xJ8JQC97zxSK1kmjQkSLYHWZQLrkQZtajVL*RfaacSJ!gbCCxJWxBs9kB8bawp23sK0k6GX1n2jIYKQ*F/Am01.jpg?dc=4675447370049835529" target="new"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3) Awww - &lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0RgDOAt0U8d24QQAYZw*VVH4IT7ytbi3*AIEYNzbZQam7mFWsVFnEggsDaZ1NIpM6D8DPTlPbsptb9Hzpc59gAlQ0DIDrHpSWCbQ6n*kcQDY/Amanda%26Lee.jpg?dc=4675447370053016987" target="new"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;...Man, I have to live with all this in the same house next year?&lt;br /&gt;Wait. I'm already living with her now. I think she's coming down the hallway!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*knock x infinity*&lt;/i&gt; Here she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's &lt;b&gt;Geeeeeeeeeeka&lt;/b&gt; and her visit to K-Town in late Sept!&lt;br /&gt;1. Geeka (mug shot!) - &lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0QQDKAj4Tf3Bqg46d0*1MV2zJM1gOjQ*HnrWXNfxqaZq0byXwJg4PfurKwLFbrNGA7z9lIl0iZImquTmRwXzQVt!r*gpFsaErbUy95JugrfM/Leena01.jpg?dc=4675447370055030849" target="new"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;2. Ummm... - &lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0QwDPAlYU8bWxU5gJMs6KxhhPgCZYNoJXdvo*tmexojElnJ0p9Y7j8grCYcRQHWFYJap3skUyBIWjSYc!ZgTkE2bs*7!I6t1F!ud0DTrpVBo/Sleepies!.jpg?dc=4675447370861743421" target="new"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;3. Get ready to Paaaarrrrrrrrrty - &lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0TwD!AuoXjsG7tlMqMXC2TVaO3FiO3E8!qMVENZwPO0!82t5eoHindvPhQWEGXRWYGrbSWwkYEIcHcr5N8tFNg1BzdVsIhLfRoZ9Gu5gsc37R*glpT05asA/Paullie%20and%20Leena.jpg?dc=4675447370056521362" target="new"&gt;click&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106895908000375209?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106895908000375209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106895908000375209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106895908000375209' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106858606680161692</id><published>2003-11-11T16:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-11T16:30:47.613-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading someone's xanga, titled &lt;i&gt;People Come and People Go.&lt;/i&gt;... and it made me reflect once again - because I could really relate to it with my own life. She couldn't have worded it better... but here's my beef... but before any of you start reading, I'd like to thank those who will have the endurance to read 'til the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm all alone in my room, looking at old photos or reading old notes and letter, I sat and wonder to myself, &lt;I&gt;How are relationships measured?&lt;/i&gt; The length of time you've known a person for? The amount of memories you've built up? Or just the sudden 'spark' that overthrows all the "I've been friends with so-and-so since xxx, therefore we understand each other inside out and we will be friends forever." speculations? ...Is it possibly a combination of all three?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are new friends better than old? Or vice versa? Why do some people try so much harder in front of new friends than try to keep old ones? And why do others relate so much to their old friends and past memories that they neglect the new bonds of friendship they can create? Everytime there's a yearbook signing, or something of that nature - old friends would rant on and on and on about how long they have known each other for, and how much memories they have shared...blah blah. But have they realized... that if the new friend had known them as long as they have known each other - maybe they would have as much to reminicse on with the old friends as they do with each other. But, no, the new friend did not know them for as long, and have not shared as much memories as they did amongst themselves... but it's not their fault. Old friends are part of what makes you as you are, ...but if you don't view new friends with the same amount of compassion, how will you ever know they don't have the potential to become 'old friends' too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people accept new friends open-heartedly, become extremely close to them, and then ended up withering off back to their old friends? It's like, in the end, the new friends still belong to the outskirts, and the old friends should be the core group. Otherwise, many tend to view their old friends somewhat in goddess light in comparison to new friends. They pick bones out of eggs for new friends - they pick on all their flaws, and eventually conclude that the new friend is somewhat 'lower' than the old friends. I personally witnessed that a lot, even if intentions and thoughts were made out of oblivion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friends are valuable - they are usually people we keep close at heart, those we can be completely comfortable breaking down and crying our hearts out to, those who - in most cases - know us well. People who we have let into our lives due to that initial 'spark'. Work hard to keep them. Be grateful you have them. Special people don't come everyday. but that doesn't mean you shouldn't learn to treasure the new - they could end up being more precious - if only the same open heart had reached out to them. They might very well end up knowing you better than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things in life are not intitially counted upon the length of time or the amount of memories, but the 'spark' and the time, patience, love and respect given to follow up the process. Memories form thereafter. Just because you've known person A longer than person B does not mean that he/she deserves more. You could know a person for a large portion of your lifetime and could still haev a weaker friendship with a person you've known shorter. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old friends have a tendency to be more willing to share  their secrets with each other, or share joy and tears than with new friends. Some people try to care, but fail to do so. And that could fool the new friend for a time being. However, their actions later prove that deep down inside, they never gave a shit about the turmoils the new friend has gone through - the tears they shed every night, the hurt they feel pierced in their hearts. Because they pinpoint flaws especially keenly with the new friend - the new friend's reputation is a lot more vulnerable to be subjected to judgement, bias, and discrimination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One could know a person for a week and be able to share every bit of one's past that ever mattered with him/her. Just make all the effort you can - as with an old friend - to care as much, to love as much. It's just a matter of preference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disgustingly, some people think they can walk in on your life and just walk back out whenever they want, however they want - leaving nothing in particular but heavily-soiled footprints that don't erase easily. Talk about respect for others. Sadly, it happens all the time. It doesn't take much to start something, but it takes courage to end it. And if you can't do that, don't start it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some others think they can just walk back in whenever they want. They can be, or act, all friendly and close with you at one point in time, not so close another time, too polite some other time, and sometimes have the utmost hatred for you without a warning - often by pickiness in flaws, or because of plain pigeon-eye's. The cycle continues. That is disrespectful to the &lt;i&gt;n&lt;/i&gt;th degree. When you lose respect for someone, you lose respect for yourself too. &lt;b&gt;It takes a lifetime to build trust, but only one second to crush it.&lt;/b&gt; I myself have had my trust crushed many times - so I could say I have 'felt' the infamous quote. Before one decides to go messing around with someone's trust, love and respect, think again. Sometimes one might not think they're doing that; they might not have been aware that they have done that - it's called ignorance. Especially when the new friend is very vulnerable and sensitive with things that matter a lot to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotions are complicated. No one's supposed to know what to feel, or how to love, or how to behave beforehand. We all learn as we go along, making mistakes along the way. The important thing is that it's all from the heart. You can look back on what you did and feel good about it. In simpler terms, don't do anything you don't want done to you. If you have the heart to make something beautiful, you can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My old friends - I'm not sure how to categorize them as I haven't stayed in one place for a long time, so I don't know if I'm considered an old friend to any of them - but I'm grateful for all the precious memories and experiences. I'll treasure every bit of life we have had shared together - including every joke, and every fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who are fading, and have faded, out of my life - you have taught me much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thank you for those who stood by me and decided to keep trying.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be a pain, but all I ever wanted is to have the greatest friendship I could have with you guys. For your efforts, your love, and your endless support - I am eternally grateful. You're all apart of what I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new friends: thank you for giving me that spark in life and letting me reach out to you, and for touching my heart. You're all a part of what I will be.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;I&gt;People come and people go.&lt;/I&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its up to you to hold on and make it better, or let go without trying.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Will you stay with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106858606680161692?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106858606680161692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106858606680161692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106858606680161692' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106793135937621458</id><published>2003-11-04T02:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-11-30T22:58:55.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#C095C6 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should introduce some peeps I've met at Queen's soon enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first person I've gotten aquainted with was &lt;b&gt;Chris&lt;/b&gt;, Kevvy's roomie. This guy is from Puerto Rico, but he's Chinese. At first he was shy, then we discovered that he is very active and an amazing gymnist! He can do the most amazing flips and flops with the bulks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;IMAGE PENDING...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;The second person was &lt;b&gt;Jeremy&lt;/b&gt;. This dude is from Vancouver, tall, and athletic. Strange enough, He found me on ICQ - which was kind of weird, but he was nice enough to be kept on my list. Ha ha. I met him later in person going to an upper-year party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://photos.friendster.com/photos/43/20/3070234/1014861454474l.jpg target="new"&gt;- click -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I also met Doui and Kath going to the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Doui&lt;/b&gt; is also from Vancouver. Nice, energetic, can dance up a storm, a brilliant smile. We planned on jogging the next day after the party, but because of frosh, it was cancelled. Oh, and she kept reminding how lucky I am to have Kevvy here at Queen's with me - and how envious she is of that. I think she and her bf are sooo cute together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://photos.friendster.com/photos/96/14/2074169/1050548043416l.jpg target="new"&gt;- click I -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://photos.friendster.com/photos/96/14/2074169/1050558262740l.jpg target="new"&gt;- click II -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;At the party, I met a bunch of old geezers: &lt;b&gt;Eric, Linh, SH, Rich, etc.&lt;/b&gt; I bought some old textbooks from Linh, who graduated from 1st yr life sciences.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;One bright day in the caferteria, I was glancing around amongst the crowd and spotted &lt;b&gt;Pearl&lt;/b&gt;. She is a girl that I have previously met at Becca's youth group. We constantly talked aboput visiting each other's rooms, but because she is in engineering, and I'm in Life Sci, the plan is still not actualized. Oh, and the PUBBING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://photos.friendster.com/photos/32/24/3174223/1016972267308l.jpg target="new"&gt;- click -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;I also saw &lt;b&gt;Mariko&lt;/b&gt;, my elementary school buddie, who is in political science - no surprise at all.&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;During my residence's first floor meeting, I met my closest Queen's buddie, &lt;b&gt;Amanda&lt;/b&gt;. She sings, she dances, she giggles, and she knocks at your door like noone's business. She's legal, which naturally led to her supplying me with all sorts of liquors - in the end causing an allergic reaction in my stomach. Then she became my picker upper and cleaning maid. What can I say? She's a true friend for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please look at the November 15th entry for her pictures!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Amanda's roomie, &lt;b&gt;Maitreyee&lt;/b&gt;, also became one of my buddies here in Chown. However, she left back to her home in Sambia because of various reasons. She might be back next year though, so we'll see. Maitreyee calls me to tell me interesting tibits and sends me the weirdest pictures over MSN! She also whips up mean Chinese dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0RgDRAnoTrIWwXmcFXKWDZongM7Vz8E51ST!OXsIO89Q!6KZzNHuMrwII2N5wGSGomN4aGOjo3yZBu72QNN9iW!s9hJtsUQ4fy9dpJw7UlL8/108-0807_IMG.JPG?dc=4675439937219226739 target="new"&gt;- click I -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0RgDRAn0TZoawXmcFXKWDZvOiRZI9EnerMdp1X53qUNTBnmeTiQaSO1vlzWYoLqe!HvjeDkbF1v8xYvu5p0a1R*e2iY8pEvK!boQ23luQAWQ/108-0837_IMG.JPG?dc=4675439937221215150 target="new"&gt;- click II -&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Two doors down is a girl named &lt;b&gt;Taryn&lt;/b&gt;, who is also in life sciences. We went to our first classes together during the first day. Taryn is your average skinny, tall,  smartie caucasian girl. IN some ways, she's almost opposite from Amanda, but she's very friendly all in all. She and I would get together in front of our doors occasionally and vent about profs and exams. It's fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106793135937621458?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106793135937621458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106793135937621458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106793135937621458' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106644908395034807</id><published>2003-10-17T23:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-17T23:51:24.153-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in Toronto now... call me up if you will. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106644908395034807?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106644908395034807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106644908395034807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106644908395034807' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106594171856262630</id><published>2003-10-12T02:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T02:55:18.746-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://members.fortunecity.com/colorbook/pics2/tinkerbell.gif&gt; Always feelin' Disney!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those 'original' Disney prints and sketchs are all sooo amazing. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Disney and Baby Looney Tunes are incredibly cute... eee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106594171856262630?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106594171856262630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106594171856262630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106594171856262630' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106558134275484520</id><published>2003-10-07T22:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-07T22:49:38.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anticipation... &lt;i&gt;October 14th, 2003&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.monarc.com/mariahcarey/gallerypix/7140-1062003-50510.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106558134275484520?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106558134275484520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106558134275484520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106558134275484520' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106455808618651102</id><published>2003-09-26T02:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-26T18:09:50.833-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exams start this comin' Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Biology - 7 chapters of catching up for exam in a matter of &lt;i&gt;days&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry quizzes, labs, masteries, lectures.&lt;br /&gt;Math mastery, quizzes, assignments&lt;br /&gt;This pre-lab is taking 3 hours to complete.&lt;br /&gt;Physics assignments, tuts, lab report, and exam.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese mid-term, assignments, tuts, quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy smokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leena my Geeka (fereal) is coming up to stay over with me for two nights starting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Les is coming next weekend ('cause it's eleven thirty and the club is bouncin' bouncin' - our "plans" will hold true man!)!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; I'll be back for a quick visit the weekend after commencement.&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, the lake is oh-sooo-beauuutifullll - but I have no time for it.&lt;br /&gt;'Finding Nemo' is showing on Sunday!!! Er, no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that pretty much sums up my, er, mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do hope somebody misses me back home... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Amanda-da-daaa had a dreamy dream dream about me last night!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee. :)&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo weird... but in her dream, all she could think of was that my res door was always open, but I was never in the room!&lt;br /&gt;That was basically the main concept, plus some weird random extras. :P&lt;br /&gt;It was the kind of dialogue that only the both of us could fully comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;(completed with the expressions. Hehee. &lt;i&gt;"Yes, you should do it too! It's GREAT!" / "Nooo... don't give in!"&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badger badger badger badger badger mushrooms mushrooms!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's too late, and if I'm not making sense? Boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;I still gotta pre-lab to do. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106455808618651102?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106455808618651102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106455808618651102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106455808618651102' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106408242661853742</id><published>2003-09-20T14:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T14:27:06.356-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How's this for endurance? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeeeee I get the honour and privelege of gracing the acclaimed billiefrank blogspot of my Paullie... Hehehe... What to say? How can one describe the last three weeks at Queen's? The answer is, you can't; you have to be a part of it. Queen's spirit is definetely something else. From the Oil Thigh chorus, to the high energy chants, to the insults directed at the purple people (TOO BAD YO FUSE DONT LIGHT), Frosh Week was something to remember, as the pictures detail below. Res? Food? Roomie? All wicked. Leonard, MY RES, has the newest and bestest CAF ever! My furniture is also like all new... so it's also quite amazing. The campus is beautiful; we still have to go on our walk along the lake sweetie! Hehehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after all the fun and games, true university academic life began, and after two weeks, I think we're finally getting used to it, non? However, SO MUCH WORK ALREADY. WE have a midterm BIO EXAM IN A WEEK AND A HALF! Holy crape! On top of that... legions of quizzes, prelabs... da hecks a mastery test?!?!?! LOL But all in all, it's okay when you got that special someone to hold on to, right Paullie? We Can Do It. Stauffer Library RULES! Anyway, here's my lil something to this bloggie; *muah* Let's go study now, hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106408242661853742?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106408242661853742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106408242661853742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106408242661853742' title=''/><author><name>Kevin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12110911480867637980</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106385810630837294</id><published>2003-09-18T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-18T10:59:13.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#C095C6 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is always, always work to be dealt with here at Queen's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fantastic buddy-neighbours Amanda and Maitreyee would know - they haven't seen me for the past two days! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Queen's University officially has the BEST CAFETERIA in Canada!!! Whoo hoo! Marche style!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait 'til Breakie tomorrow morning... eating is the only thing I can really look forward to every school day, ain't that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frosh randoms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior=alternate&gt; &lt;img src=http://qlink.queensu.ca/~2jl7/pics/beloved_minions/frosh_handsair.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://qlink.queensu.ca/~2jl7/pics/traffic_diversion/ssale_engies.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://qlink.queensu.ca/~2jl7/pics/good_times/good_mgb2.jpg&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...there are many more, ask if you want to view sites.&lt;br /&gt;I was among the art sci froshies in the first picture.&lt;br /&gt;The second pic are the engies. (&lt;I&gt;Fix my toaster!!!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;And, yes, that is Matthew Good in the third pic, at our all-faculty concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I can't believe we talked 'til like, 3am this morning, neighbouria! Sooo tired now... and sooo dead for tomorrow... oh deary dear dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106385810630837294?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106385810630837294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106385810630837294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106385810630837294' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106319839891339462</id><published>2003-09-10T08:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-10T15:39:21.810-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Frosh:&lt;/b&gt; Cheers, Cheers, and more GREAT Cheers!!! Frosh Olympics, Shinerama, Sex with Sue, Semi-formal, lots of speechs, plays, house parties, pubs, football game, sidewalk sale, savanger hunts, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life at Queen's...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, Busy, Intense, Nice, BUSY, Pressure, Challenges, Amazing, Leg Sores, Busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whooeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I'm confused myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106319839891339462?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106319839891339462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106319839891339462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106319839891339462' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106278780320313129</id><published>2003-09-05T14:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-09-05T14:50:13.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;QUEEN'S&lt;br /&gt;F R O S H I E&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106278780320313129?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106278780320313129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106278780320313129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106278780320313129' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106219349847389809</id><published>2003-08-29T17:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-29T17:44:58.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still packing!!! Man, it just seems like I'll never be done.&lt;br /&gt;I've sent out my Queen's mailing address and phone number to multiple recipients last night.&lt;br /&gt;If you don't have ICQ, or have not gotten the message, please leave me a note in any way possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My so-called "farewell dinner" is turning out so bizzare... Jus, Rosa, Rob, and Jay. And maybe Tammie. Ha ha. Don't get me wrong - They are all my buddies - I'm grateful for every single person attending. Oh yeah, Rosa will be my girl of the night. LOL. Still looking forward to it - it's the reality, and I accept it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - - - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have matured and evolved so much into the definition of &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; throughout my high school years.&lt;br /&gt;During my very last year at the Abbey, I realized so much, I went through a lot of transistions.&lt;br /&gt;I know the very few that are utterly true, and those who can turn their backs on me in a swift.&lt;br /&gt;I've learnt of an inner peace of my own, something in my soul... that they cannot posess.&lt;br /&gt;Despite, it is the sweet memories that I will be bringing with me to the new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thrilled - a little nervous - but the good far outweighs the bad.&lt;br /&gt;With my dearest Kevvy by my side, I am determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the memories. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who I know will be there no matter what - I'm counting on each and every one of you.&lt;br /&gt;Apps - I'll miss ya too. Our bond is one of a kind. 2IAM. IK4AC. YABMP.&lt;br /&gt;Jus - I want to see you wretching up those long distance bills for me. OLD.&lt;br /&gt;A. - I know you'll always be there, being my comforting big sis n' all. Thanks. :o)&lt;br /&gt;Mimi &amp; Carm - We'll always be together... 'cause y'all know, y'all know. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Geeka - My white sista. Thank you for always caring. Back at you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ang(=P thanks for being good to me for the last four years) | Wifu Ban(mem'ries are priceless... m-meh?) | Les(keepin' the our plans, yo!) | Bry(big stick n' everything) | Bert(thanks for caring) | Mondi(my little SLL) | Helma(Ma see forever) | Becca(thanks for your tidbit and your kind heart) | Rosa(thanks for being kind) | JanBee(i can never forget that kiss of yours, buzzz) | Tammie(grateful for your help) | Freaky Peach(we had something special, let's not lose it) | Hayden(our icq talks made us friends) | Senning(genius, thanks for your help) | Mish(soap-eater!) | Nursie(we may've bickered, but i know we've cared for e. other. thanks) | Chris(meano weino keep in touch)| Itch(thanks for being the nice guy you are) | Jay(thanks for being all nice) | Rob(take it easy, let it flow) | Britt(drummer buddies) | Serens(drumsticks hi-five) | Lisa(we're on our way)&lt;br /&gt;...and everyone else that I might have missed - you're still in my heart - no less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G'luck, everyone. Please keep in touch, and keep me in your sweet memories of the past - and hopefully of the future.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106219349847389809?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106219349847389809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106219349847389809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106219349847389809' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106176353330278374</id><published>2003-08-24T18:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T18:19:08.200-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#C095C6 size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;To y'all reading right now... (no exclusions!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pauline's Farewell Gathering&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, August 29th, 2003. &lt;br /&gt;6:30pm Sharp.&lt;br /&gt;Old Spaghetti Factory.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please RSVP however you wish, ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106176353330278374?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106176353330278374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106176353330278374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106176353330278374' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106160139964488867</id><published>2003-08-22T21:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-24T18:15:03.870-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Over the past few weeks:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rol-&amp;-Yvo's BBQ... caught red-&lt;i&gt;beer&lt;/i&gt;ed... oh dear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies... movies... movies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carm's farewell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie... Bebe... Kevvy... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mount Sinai... Free BBQ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderland...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ice Cream... ice cream... ice cream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dining out... Dining in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GH concert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glow-in-the-Dark Mini Putt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting in the dry thunderstorm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for res...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon to be packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106160139964488867?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106160139964488867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106160139964488867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106160139964488867' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106078477372186328</id><published>2003-08-13T10:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-13T20:40:56.800-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ravin' reviews about the Mariah Toronto show: &lt;a href=http://www.globeandmail.ca/servlet/ArticleNews/TPStory/LAC/20030809/MARIAH09/ target="new"&gt;The Globe and Mail&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href=http://thestar.ca/NASApp/cs/ContentServer?pagename=thestar/Layout/Article_Type1&amp;call_pageid=971358637177&amp;c=Article&amp;cid=1060294210798 target="new"&gt;Toronto Star&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; p i c t u r e s ! ! ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;img src=http://umusic.ca/site/media/mariahcarey/slideshows/20030807_acc/art/slide_01.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://umusic.ca/site/media/mariahcarey/slideshows/20030807_acc/art/slide_02.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://umusic.ca/site/media/mariahcarey/slideshows/20030807_acc/art/slide_03.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://umusic.ca/site/media/mariahcarey/slideshows/20030807_acc/art/slide_04.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://umusic.ca/site/media/mariahcarey/slideshows/20030807_acc/art/slide_05.jpg&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://img.123greetings.com/events/images/lighthouseday60.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be in this picture with bebe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106078477372186328?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106078477372186328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106078477372186328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106078477372186328' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106074121470399111</id><published>2003-08-12T22:20:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T22:20:14.703-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family friends gathering last Saturday night. Tiff drove us - Mimi, Carm, Adrian, and I - to watch S.W.A.T. around 9:55pm.&lt;br /&gt;Mims and I found out something rather "&lt;i&gt;interesting...&lt;/i&gt;", and yet too funny. (He's a MAAAAANNNNNNNNN now!!! Ha ha!)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we didn't come out of the theatres until past 12am.&lt;br /&gt;Mims' parents took us on a long road trip to her crib - stopped for Timbits.&lt;br /&gt;Mariah was blasting on the stereo the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, did I mention that this girl totally became obsessed ever since the concert?&lt;br /&gt;She had allll her Mariah CDs stocked in her car; no other artists. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took Fifi on a walk. (and that's not the end to it...)&lt;br /&gt;Carm was totally gone. Geez. "*bleep*, I can't feel my legs!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. So we went down to the basment and got ourselves organized.&lt;br /&gt;Got the timbits, the drinks, the stack of DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;Stumbled down to sleep past 4am.&lt;br /&gt;Were woken up around 11am, Carm went out with auntie to church?&lt;br /&gt;Francis was, um, taking a dump while talking on the phone with his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Mims and I had a heart-to-heart girlie talk.&lt;br /&gt;Watched another movie, ate... breakfast: eggo, salad, perogies, chicken, grapefruite juice.&lt;br /&gt;Set off for Yorkdale, took pics, wandered a bit. Separated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And that's my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106074121470399111?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106074121470399111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106074121470399111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106074121470399111' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-106036931383254331</id><published>2003-08-08T15:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-12T22:29:08.850-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=100&gt;&lt;b&gt; MYSTIFIED ... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.monarc.com/mariahcarey/gallerypix/221-11802-44822.jpg align=left&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.monarc.com/mariahcarey/gallerypix/9161-11802-44648.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;THURSDAY, AUGUST 7TH, 2003.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Woke up early, early in the mornin' with hardly enough sleep. &lt;br /&gt;Travelled to Sinai with my bebe, three-quarters asleep.&lt;br /&gt;The day dragged on... the only pleasant events were bebe's surprise drop-in, and attending an interactive seminar with a follower, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to eat lunch until 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;As compromised, I waited in front of the hospital for Apps and Jae at 4:15pm.&lt;br /&gt;Received a call at 4:25pm. &lt;br /&gt;"Hi, um... we're still at the station." / "Oh...which station?" / "...Sheppard." / "*growl*" / "It'll take like, 5 minutes!!!" / "Yeah, right. Run. Now."&lt;br /&gt;5pm. Finally, we're all set to travel down to the ACC together. &lt;br /&gt;Hotdogs (yes... the poisonious ones, A., unfortunately.) to prevent hunger, and total rip-offs from the ACC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Found a bench inside the ACC and collapsed. Lines were starting to form before 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;Went out for a little bit to see if there're anything happening. When we walked back inside after about 10 minutes or so, around 6:23pm... the lines were insanely long. &lt;br /&gt;Doors opened around 6:40pm. Didn't get to the stadium's &lt;i&gt;hallways&lt;/i&gt; until close to 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a tourbook! $$$&lt;br /&gt;Looked for the Mariah shop. Bought a pretty bandana - silver, white, and pink, with M. fonts and butterflies. $$&lt;br /&gt;Went to our seats. They were not satisfying, but better than last time.&lt;br /&gt;Damn those front seats holders. (That's the only thing that could arouse my jealousy.)&lt;br /&gt;The curtains were REALLY pretty though! Funky &amp; artsy. It was like a painting of a Greek myth.&lt;br /&gt;There's a theatrical, musical feel to it all.&lt;br /&gt;The crowd was cozy, not too big. It was almost like a big private concert. Solidarity between the fans was definitely felt.&lt;br /&gt;The DJ kept us on the edge with his pauses between songs for about 50 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, the whole stadium turned pitch black at 8:20pm.&lt;br /&gt;I started to notice people were starting to jump up from my left. I wondered why.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until she was a bit to the right of me 'til I noticed... &lt;i&gt;Mariah was walking down the lane&lt;/i&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;The ACC stadium screamed/cried/jumped/clapped/whistled like never before.&lt;br /&gt;After the emotional and straight-to-the-heart concert, I went to buy a tank top. $$$$$&lt;br /&gt;Her voice truly melted everyone's hearts the entire night.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was infected with Mariahism - the virus cannot be wore off.&lt;br /&gt;The endearing aspect, was, that everyone present there that night understood M. as a person, and how her lyrics reflected selected parts of her memory lane.&lt;br /&gt;We all brought home a very special experience that no other can quite comprehend.&lt;br /&gt;Toronto Star Reporter: &lt;i&gt;"Mariah has the moves and the voice... those who love Mariah obviously love her a lot."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mariah, you truly are the best.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.mariahdaily.com/gallery10/hot974.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-106036931383254331?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106036931383254331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/106036931383254331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106036931383254331' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105986703488775196</id><published>2003-08-02T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T15:00:21.450-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vince Carter's All-Star Game was my first live NBA game, ever. We weren't sitting too close, but nonetheless, it was fun times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait 'til next Thursday... it is going to be one of the biggest events of my life!!! Take a wiiiiillllldddd guess.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be in Section 121 - better be mighty nice seating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://home.golden.net/~dwr/map.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finished watching a Korean TV series about four sisters in a medical family. &lt;br /&gt;Chaerim, the leading actress, has definitely grinded her place in my top favourite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105986703488775196?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105986703488775196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105986703488775196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#105986703488775196' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105864862167898426</id><published>2003-07-19T17:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-21T12:29:57.313-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleasant surprises... are what you have given to me this week.&lt;br /&gt;They made my heart sing. You're my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://images.deviantart.com/emoticons/icon_heart.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.starwood.com/Media/Graphics/Brands/Sheraton/Images/sh_default_inner_photo.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transitions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105864862167898426?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105864862167898426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105864862167898426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105864862167898426' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105837575389118719</id><published>2003-07-16T13:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-17T13:24:46.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summertime... where are you? I'm not feelin' you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emptiness... please subside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 8, bebe. *muah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this &lt;a href=http://www2.hkedcity.net/sch_files/a/ktm/ktm-990086p/visitor_cabinet/63379/a00.html target="new"&gt;page&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you press down on the "Page Down" key, &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; the down arrow key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonderland with Ang yesterday was fun fun in the sun/sun shower/drizzle/rain. :P We finally went on Sledgehammer - not too thrilling, but nonetheless okay - and rode the Spongebob Squarepants 3D action ride - find the PICKLE! Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently loving the Korean show, &lt;b&gt;Romance&lt;/b&gt;. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;The leading actor and actress have, indeed, quickly became two of my favourites.&lt;br /&gt;Their naturalness totally rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://image.yesasia.com/assets/imgs/music/52/p1001857752a.jpg height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://image.yesasia.com/assets/imgs/music/52/p1001857752b.jpg height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://image.yesasia.com/assets/imgs/music/52/p1001857752c.jpg height=100&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I like the way you are &lt;br /&gt;The way you aren`t &lt;br /&gt;I like your honesty, integrity, &lt;br /&gt;It levels me, so please don`t ever change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you like my mind &lt;br /&gt;The things I say &lt;br /&gt;If I'm with you, then I'm with only you &lt;br /&gt;My loyalty will never, ever change &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..that`s how i like it, baby &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Christina Aguilera:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask if I'm in love with you &lt;br /&gt;Because I'm sitting here with your picture &lt;br /&gt;And smiling to myself &lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda lost in my own thoughts of you &lt;br /&gt;My heart speaks before my mind thinks through &lt;br /&gt;And I blush as I say yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a feeling of vulnerability coming over me &lt;br /&gt;And I'm feeling weak and I can't speak &lt;br /&gt;Never thought I'd give in so willingly to a human being &lt;br /&gt;With abilities to set me free &lt;br /&gt;Free, make me be me &lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lips, your love, your smile, your kiss &lt;br /&gt;I must admit it's a part of me &lt;br /&gt;You please me, complete me, believe me &lt;br /&gt;Like a melody &lt;br /&gt;Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof &lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be &lt;br /&gt;But the best quality thats hookin' me &lt;br /&gt;Is that you're loving me for me &lt;br /&gt;Is that you're loving me for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People ask why I'm in love with you &lt;br /&gt;Well, let me start by saying &lt;br /&gt;You got my heart by just being who you are &lt;br /&gt;And what we got is between me and you &lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter about the money I make &lt;br /&gt;Or what I do, or that I'm a, huh, a star &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unconditionally you're there for me &lt;br /&gt;Undeniably you inspire me, spiritually, so sweet &lt;br /&gt;This is meaningful, is incredible, pleasurable, unforgettable &lt;br /&gt;The way I feel, so sweet &lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to say &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your lips, your love, your smile, your kiss &lt;br /&gt;I must admit it's a part of me &lt;br /&gt;You please me, complete me, believe me &lt;br /&gt;Like a melody &lt;br /&gt;Your soul, your flow, your youth, your truth is simply proof &lt;br /&gt;We were meant to be &lt;br /&gt;But the best quality thats hookin' me &lt;br /&gt;Is that you're loving me for me &lt;br /&gt;Is that you're loving me for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so amazing how something so sweet &lt;br /&gt;Has come and rearranged my life &lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed by destiny &lt;br /&gt;Oh, heaven came and saved me &lt;br /&gt;An angel was placed at my feet &lt;br /&gt;This isn't ordinary, he's loving me for me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stripped of all make up, no need for fancy clothes &lt;br /&gt;No cover ups, push ups &lt;br /&gt;With him, I dont have to put on a show &lt;br /&gt;He loves every freckle, every curve, every inch of my skin &lt;br /&gt;Fulfilling me entirely, taking all of me in &lt;br /&gt;He's real,he's honest, he's loving me for me &lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105837575389118719?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105837575389118719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105837575389118719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105837575389118719' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105781164077692599</id><published>2003-07-10T00:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-12T18:30:23.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who acknowledged my birthday on the day of!!!&lt;br /&gt;My bebe, Mondi, Albert, Andreaaa, Appy, Jus, Bry, Joyce, Thomson, Peter, Hayden, Amy Woo, Wendy, Lisa, Leena, Couzzie Ang, Rob, Cathy, etc. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Janbee, just got your infamous Hello Kitty card! Thanks!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauliney would like to thank her lambs for coming out to her birthday dinner last Saturday, and for all the thoughtful gestures they presented to her... from the bottom of her heart. *Huggies* :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. I'm officially &lt;b&gt;18&lt;/b&gt; now! (Take a look at the time of blog publication.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105781164077692599?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105781164077692599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105781164077692599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105781164077692599' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105742220406890233</id><published>2003-07-05T12:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-10T00:30:26.786-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;img src=http://www.lovingyou.com/artbin/hersheyhotel.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.lovingyou.com/artbin/fantasyinn.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.lovingyou.com/artbin/queenmary.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.lovingyou.com/artbin/royalpalms.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.lovingyou.com/artbin/mauiatwailea.jpg&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105742220406890233?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105742220406890233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105742220406890233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_07_01_archive.html#105742220406890233' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105701513593473035</id><published>2003-06-30T19:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-07-01T19:55:32.533-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom was memorable. A lot of very special moments filled my heart. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been out shopping a little, and eating with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I want to read the new Harry Potter book, hehee.&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I've been missing bebe like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy, oh, the joy of the anticipation for summer school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105701513593473035?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105701513593473035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105701513593473035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105701513593473035' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105664953842872272</id><published>2003-06-26T13:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-26T13:46:53.196-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer has officially arrived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can now look forward to... summer school.&lt;br /&gt;And all the fun times ahead, of course. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prom last weekend was fun. I especially liked the cruise... it was definitely something unique. Everyone seemed to have had tons of fun. Congrats, SMCS-ers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived back at home close to 6am on Saturday. I obviously didn't study for calculus. The exam was on Monday. After the exams, sweetie came to pick me up, we went out, and I went home for a bit before sweetie came back from an appointment. Attended the SOAR program at Queen's on Tuesday for pre-registration procedures and things of that nature. The campus was beautiful, as always. Went back to LAT for the last time as their student on Wednesday to check our marks - I will miss it... one day; forever an Abbey girl! - then I went out with sweetie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Abbey prom is, alas, drawing near. Although, it really doesn't feel like it's going to be taking place... TOMORROW. Oh my. I don't feel so ready. Actually, I felt like I already had my prom. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehee. Anyway, hope everyone's enjoyin' the rays... and the smog. Please let Kevin or myself know if you can make it for the 5th. 'Til then, keep me posted with fun plans! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105664953842872272?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105664953842872272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105664953842872272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105664953842872272' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105597427598564892</id><published>2003-06-18T18:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-18T21:48:20.706-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait 'til... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;s u m m e r !&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105597427598564892?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105597427598564892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105597427598564892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105597427598564892' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105561751436946656</id><published>2003-06-14T15:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-14T15:06:48.126-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My alarm clock didn't sound at 6:15am last Friday morning. And because of that reason, I totally missed blowing up the balloons, zap-strapping locks, squeezing toothpaste on railings, yelling at stupid OAC's for handing out unneccessary porn, signing tye-dye blouses, making balloon genitals with happy faces, running down hallways singing "We will we will ROCK YOU!", and guys in kilts running down the hallways on every floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make it in time for blocking of the staircases, doing our LAT chant, screeching out "Na na na... hey hey hey good bye!" and "...ROCK YOU!", before Missouri came and told us they were going to call the police on us. Blame it on the porn, blame it on the OAC's! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne then drove Ang, Jan, and I to Centrepoint, whilst Joyce drove by herself. Made appointments at &lt;i&gt;Faces&lt;/i&gt;, checked out some corsages. Met up with bebe around 1pm, lounged, cruised, and ate. My &lt;i&gt;strawberrrrrrrrrries&lt;/i&gt;!!! Eeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, bebe and I went to book the corsages and boutineres. Went to lunch with my parents and Derek. Now I'm home, and unmotivated to study. Sigh. I just can't wait 'til the academic evaluations of high school are all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105561751436946656?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105561751436946656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105561751436946656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105561751436946656' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105546969041293564</id><published>2003-06-12T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-13T20:28:40.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grad mass today. So many memories flooded back into my mind during the mass.&lt;br /&gt;As I felt the presence of all my fellow grads surrounding me, it truly hit me that this is our very last mass all together. It was a very emotional and inward moment for me.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember vividly last year's grad mass, when I went to the chapel to give Andrea my awful graduation gift.  Ha ha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Apps, we're so totally nuts!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;|- m i r a g e -|- ocean.breeze -| says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could mean a lot of things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;|- m i r a g e -|- ocean.breeze -| says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could mean you think I'm nuts. Or could think you're just confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* r L   r o m a n c e* says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm nuts is more like it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;* r L   r o m a n c e* says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105546969041293564?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105546969041293564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105546969041293564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105546969041293564' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105520622714042460</id><published>2003-06-09T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T18:04:38.526-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, if you had one shot or one opportunity &lt;br /&gt;To seize everything you ever wanted in one moment &lt;br /&gt;Would you capture it or just let it slip? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You better lose yourself in the music &lt;br /&gt;The moment you own it you better never let it go, oh &lt;br /&gt;You only get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow &lt;br /&gt;Cuz opportunity comes once in a lifetime, yo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duh doo &lt;br /&gt;You can do anything you set your mind to, man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One may be insecure, but one needs to have strong faith.&lt;br /&gt;Once one believes and confides, nothing can make one falter. &lt;br /&gt;And that is why I'm going to live it up and try.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missin' ya too much, bebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105520622714042460?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105520622714042460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105520622714042460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105520622714042460' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-105502350254347493</id><published>2003-06-07T18:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-07T20:16:28.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with AA not being able to publish my old layout? &lt;a href=http://members.asianavenue.com/M-i-r-a-g-e target="new"&gt;M-i-r-a-g-e&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://members.asianavenue.com/Crybaby_forever target="new"&gt;Crybaby_forever&lt;/a&gt; is back and running. Yippie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had lunch with dear couzzies Chris, Jeff, and family! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Finding Nemo&lt;/b&gt; is sooo adorable! Dorian is the funniest fishie ever! Hehee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;International picnic was enjoyable and tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a nice little chat on Appy's decision making for university. Thanks for agreeing to, and pursuing my little bit o' advice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to our self-made Grad week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss ya so much already, sweetie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-105502350254347493?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105502350254347493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/105502350254347493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#105502350254347493' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-95306735</id><published>2003-06-04T20:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-04T20:16:56.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'm wishing on a star, To follow where you are, I'm wishing on a dream, To follow what it means...:) xxx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm set. The confirmations are being sent tomorrow morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only look forward to:&lt;br /&gt;- The city of Kingston, crossroads between 3 major urban Canadian centres: Toronto, Montreal, Ottawa. &lt;br /&gt;- An enriched and well-known educational program.&lt;br /&gt;- The most beautiful and clean University campus in Ontario.&lt;br /&gt;- Breathtaking sunsets/sunrises at Lake Ontario, by which the University is situated .&lt;br /&gt;- All the fishing, the broadwalk strides, and the crisp, fall weather.&lt;br /&gt;- The stunning Stauffer Library, and the grand Douglas Library.&lt;br /&gt;- (Hopefully) Decent residences, facilities, faculty, friends, and meals.&lt;br /&gt;- All the good times, hard times, fun times. And oh, the stress.&lt;br /&gt;...etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee behavior=alternate scrollamount=2&gt; &lt;img src=http://www.queensu.ca/admission/images/pic6.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.queensu.ca/admission/images/pic2.jpg&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.queensu.ca/admission/images/pic3.jpg&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've gotten it all figured out... Does anybody know of any Abbey girls besides Lisa and myself going there this fall?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-95306735?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/95306735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/95306735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95306735' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-95253121</id><published>2003-06-03T16:49:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-03T20:48:17.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIMI --- I LOOOOOOVE YOU! ... Just felt like saying that. Sexy Family Chinkettes; yeah, yeah. Doin' that dance, whoo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/G/ghettokitty/1047301638_mysterious.jpg" border="0" alt="mysterious"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You have a mysterious kiss.  Your partner never&lt;br&gt;knows what you're going to come up with next;&lt;br&gt;this creates great excitement and arousal never&lt;br&gt;knowing what to expect.  And it's sure to end&lt;br&gt;in a kiss as great as your mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, my couz Chris just toldme his whole family is applying for Canadian citizenship. They're going to be Canadian-Americans! Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moreover, congrats to my dear couzzies Janelle and Chris for their graduations.&lt;br /&gt;Janelle has graduated from a double major of law and politics, and Chris is now moving onto a post-secondary education.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was there with you guys right now! Sounds sooo fun...&lt;br /&gt;Chris, you're tempting me so much to come visit you guys... FREE ENTRY INTO SIX FLAGS??? I can never get enough of that flying roller coaster!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0TQDeApcXb6Y*0lg*v212BhATgeW!1fwcM0il!X4CRwg030uIcnIgT9I83OU4IrZAPT0yskXxy036pKfll6x6QLdz*6ufjEbPj1KhFVq9WSHGTzcPx9pGmA/janelle-gradnite.JPG?dc=4675424350723093387 target="new"&gt;&lt;img src=http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0TQDeApcXb6Y*0lg*v212BhATgeW!1fwcM0il!X4CRwg030uIcnIgT9I83OU4IrZAPT0yskXxy036pKfll6x6QLdz*6ufjEbPj1KhFVq9WSHGTzcPx9pGmA/janelle-gradnite.JPG?dc=4675424350723093387 height=100&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0WgCyBE4bQtoKDNshBKHfFajXVNnpMA4D4S8YTlPn!ASnRsCgj4FfENZY!VB406pg*6rWIRtHgOXmxzT*1ThRs!JUET2Pf00ZHRnTqD*Ehd73jIYSo8oTf9PqvLGOfKN!Sx5K66kx77w/Li-Fam-janelle-graduation.JPG?dc=4675424350604779763 target="new"&gt;&lt;img src=http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0WgCyBE4bQtoKDNshBKHfFajXVNnpMA4D4S8YTlPn!ASnRsCgj4FfENZY!VB406pg*6rWIRtHgOXmxzT*1ThRs!JUET2Pf00ZHRnTqD*Ehd73jIYSo8oTf9PqvLGOfKN!Sx5K66kx77w/Li-Fam-janelle-graduation.JPG?dc=4675424350604779763 height=100&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0ZgDjAo8dCvA*0lg*v212BvYcSoB8uJB4Gild9aOl1xZ2Q0zxbMEB!Jb1ck0cyF9b*H9TgtiAEX9X!zw!3ELgjw9TDNapNJ71K6so5yIlg!*LLsSuIiMlUEq*fqXsHOvVsNGpPPoYxd!7JSb0RWWSzQ/janelle,-gung,-po,-me,-dad,-jeff.JPG?dc=4675424350966050142 target="new"&gt;&lt;img src=http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0ZgDjAo8dCvA*0lg*v212BvYcSoB8uJB4Gild9aOl1xZ2Q0zxbMEB!Jb1ck0cyF9b*H9TgtiAEX9X!zw!3ELgjw9TDNapNJ71K6so5yIlg!*LLsSuIiMlUEq*fqXsHOvVsNGpPPoYxd!7JSb0RWWSzQ/janelle,-gung,-po,-me,-dad,-jeff.JPG?dc=4675424350966050142 height=100&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I could be cruising down fifth avenue, or sipping a capp. in Barney's New York while gazing down lines after lines of clothing by my favourite designers.&lt;br /&gt;If ony I had front row, center seats for the MC concert in Madison Square Garden.&lt;br /&gt;If only I were inside an upscale condominium in downtown Manhattan, taking in the alluring view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.iloveny.com/portal/images/big_logo.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss travelling; even short trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-95253121?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/95253121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/95253121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95253121' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-95126121</id><published>2003-05-31T13:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-06-01T12:47:17.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th Birthday, Joyce! And Joey!&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Marche for lunch today... shared a quiche and caesar salad with the birthday girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm back to 50/50 between Queen's and UofT... yet again. Pffhhht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was kind of fragile &lt;br /&gt;And she had a lot to grapple with &lt;br /&gt;But basically she kept &lt;br /&gt;It all inside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Childlike and effervescent &lt;br /&gt;With a well of pain &lt;br /&gt;The depth of I could not imagine &lt;br /&gt;If I tried &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never thought that I &lt;br /&gt;Would hear them say &lt;br /&gt;Twister went and threw it all away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was kind of magical &lt;br /&gt;Her laughter sent you casually &lt;br /&gt;Floating through a moment &lt;br /&gt;Of release &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, it's all so tragic &lt;br /&gt;And I'll never have the chance &lt;br /&gt;To feel the closure &lt;br /&gt;That I untimately need &lt;br /&gt;No, I never dreamed &lt;br /&gt;That there would come a time &lt;br /&gt;Twister'd go and leave it all behind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord I pray she's found some peace &lt;br /&gt;And her soul's somewhere at ease &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I'm feeling kind of fragile &lt;br /&gt;And I've got a lot to handle &lt;br /&gt;But I guess this is my way &lt;br /&gt;Of saying goodbye &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm not in vain. I'm just insecure." -MC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reflecting... reminicsing... recalling... everything I've suffered with.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of how close I was to completely changing my life around.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of how I would not be here, like this... if I were to make a tiny change.&lt;br /&gt;I've risked it all... threw myself, knowingly, into something that could kill me.&lt;br /&gt;And I feel my sacrifices been worth it... because I am getting them in return.&lt;br /&gt;And I hope, with all my life... that I'd continue receiving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.helix-bbs.net/html/emoticons/hug.gif&gt; &lt;-- Awww... Thanks a lot for that. Thanks for everything that you do for me. Thanks for respecting, trusting, admiring, loving, caring, and putting me no.1 always. It really touches me a lot. Thank you for your cardiac cells. =P You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-95126121?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/95126121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/95126121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95126121' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-95008419</id><published>2003-05-28T18:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-28T18:20:21.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's your shout, Steph Tm --&gt; Cheeeeeeeeeeeeessssssseeeeeee!!!!!!!!!! You've been a great pal throughout the years! Be sure to keep it touch! So you can continue to draw random pictures for me. And I for you! Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my running shoes were wet for a few days. Hehee.&lt;br /&gt;The week has been same old so far, except with the occasion chat about prom plans.&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to be studying for biology yesterday, but y'all know me.&lt;br /&gt;Received a call from Janbee in North York centre, in hope to hang out some.&lt;br /&gt;Had the chance to chat with A., about... well, taking over the world, I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wrote the biology test in the auditorium today, as the room stunk of dissected fetal pigs.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm having a girlie chat with Cecilia about girlie jazz.&lt;br /&gt;Counting down the days to Friday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to make up my mind for univ selections. Soon.&lt;br /&gt;My parents are giving me two options, and two options only.&lt;br /&gt;U of T, or Queen's University.&lt;br /&gt;Whoo. Wait...Oh dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-95008419?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/95008419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/95008419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95008419' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-94838959</id><published>2003-05-24T17:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T23:49:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;...What a night.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was... those who wasn't there wouldn't be able to understand it. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;We - Angela, Joyce, Janis, Christine, Kevvy, and I - were on Abbey bus #2. &lt;br /&gt;Plus Lisa, Natalie-Anne, Jen, and their group... Sarah, Kath, and their group.&lt;br /&gt;And a bunch of nuts at the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived in the parking lot to observe one of the eight great wonders of this world - an endless sea of yellow school bueses.&lt;br /&gt;After at least 2 and a half hours of painful waiting and assorted troubles... we finally got in.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with one of my first friends in Canada, Anna, for a short while! Gosh... it's been almost nine years! We gotta go out sometime soon! =D You too, Steph!&lt;br /&gt;Despite, we actually got to go on five rides - Minebuster, Nightmares, Shockwave, The Fly, 3D motion ride - which is considerably good.&lt;br /&gt;If only we weren't completely drenched to our underwear!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh dear. The oil-drenched funnel cake didn't sit too well either. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never wanted to leave Wonderland so badly.&lt;br /&gt;At least I had my bebe... boy, am I ever glad I had him there with me.&lt;br /&gt;Left Wonderland in bus #1, where no air was circulating what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, it was fairly dry and really warm.&lt;br /&gt;Janis became a little whoozy and started to address the wrong people, saying random nonsensical phases. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;We all arrived at home around 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was very cold, very windy, and extremely wet.&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, at least we can say we went to that once-in-a-lifetime night.&lt;br /&gt;I must say, though, that grad night 2003 was definitely one of my most memorable(but not in the bad way) nights.&lt;br /&gt;Because this is one of the most bizzare 'adventure' my girls and I have ever shared!&lt;br /&gt;Because of course, I'm always happy when I'm with &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;And because whilst we were all trapped in the bus, I was told some things that mean more than anything to me.&lt;br /&gt;It more than confirmed my reasons for letting him in the vulnerable core of my soul.&lt;br /&gt;It shows why I've fallen head over heels in love with him. More than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-94838959?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94838959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94838959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94838959' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-94548189</id><published>2003-05-18T16:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-19T17:19:16.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A belated &lt;b&gt;Happy Half-Year&lt;/b&gt; to my sweetie Kevvy.&lt;br /&gt;I can't live through all this without you there beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this world, there is always going to be somebody better at this, better at that... have more of this, have more of that.&lt;br /&gt;I care not... because to me, you are &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; heavenly being in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Luv ya too much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;This is an excerpt from a certain somebody's most recent blog entry:&lt;br /&gt;"after our quiz, we just sat around doing nothing, well...playing w/ the red balloon again ^______^ &lt;i&gt;and i'd like to warn anybody who wants to play "ultimate balloon" w/ pauline: she's dangerous ~_^&lt;/i&gt; "&lt;br /&gt;Watch out, kiddos. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to the Matrix soundtrack... &lt;br /&gt;Reflecting, thinking, pondering.&lt;br /&gt;Frightened, uncertain, disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, there can only be a very small number of people, things that I care the most about.&lt;br /&gt;...that I am afraid of losing.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because only those people have me in a special place in their hearts. &lt;br /&gt;I've never had the others, or no longer hold that place... thus I can't lose them.&lt;br /&gt;People look upon me and see me surrounded by a big group of friends.&lt;br /&gt;In truth, I'm always somewhere on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, no one really cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nearing the edge &lt;br /&gt;Oblivious I almost &lt;br /&gt;Fell right over &lt;br /&gt;A part of me &lt;br /&gt;Will never be quite able &lt;br /&gt;To feel stable &lt;br /&gt;That woman-child falling inside &lt;br /&gt;Was on the verge of fading &lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I &lt;br /&gt;Woke up in time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to those who love me unconditionally... you're the ones who keep me going.&lt;br /&gt;You're the ones who keep me striving, hoping, smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-94548189?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94548189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94548189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94548189' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-94505621</id><published>2003-05-17T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T20:54:22.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fight scenes are, of course, always fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neo &amp; Trinity's chemistry did wonders to the dramatic intensity of the film.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go girl. Go Neo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3&gt;But... what's with the random, perverted Persephone beast-and-a-half? &lt;br /&gt;It really wasn't neccessary - all it brought to us was undue discomfort.&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/rl_img/newfront_group.jpg height=400&gt;&lt;img src=http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/rl_img/reloaded_01.jpg height=400&gt;&lt;img src=http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/img/3-3g.jpg height=400&gt;&lt;img src=http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/img/1-3h.jpg height=400&gt;&lt;img src=http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/img/2-3h.jpg height=400&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Neb Crew&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://whatisthematrix.warnerbros.com/rl_img/01_Neb_crew.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-94505621?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94505621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94505621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94505621' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-94301315</id><published>2003-05-13T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-14T21:21:06.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come, long weekend. Come, *walk-a-thon*. Come, grad night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excitement... prom tickets 'n all that jazz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I didn't have the chance to elaborate on individual friends in my grad blurb for yearbook, I shall use my bloggie as the place to write those personal lil' manifestos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sweetie...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a couple of lines in the blurb, but I don't want to leave you out. Hehee. Know what we've got? We've got &lt;u&gt;it&lt;/u&gt; goin' on. And it will always stay that way! *muah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Abbey girls...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andrea&lt;/b&gt;: It's been a privilege getting to know you (and your strange obsession w/ caf napkins... J/K), and an honour to have befriended you. Anyway, just want to thank you for adding that extra *spark* to my Abbey memories, and for continuing to be a ready support in my life. We will rock the world someday. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ang.&lt;/b&gt;: You've been my Smiley (=P) for four years now... once my =P, always my =P. Will never forget those grade nine days... the mandarin classes... our "family"... the classes we shared together (Melo Yelooo) - in which we have also obliviously been sharing great talks! Stay true. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apps&lt;/b&gt;: Too many memories to list out. All in all, thanks for being my appy, and for considering me your patty. We've still got our whole lives ahead of us to experience together! YABMP . 2IAM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Britt&lt;/b&gt;: Hey loser!!! It's been great jamming on the drums (+ everything else that happened in music) with you. There definitely would be less laughs without you. Someday, you're going to own a world-famous restaurant... so I'm reserving my free meal right now. Remember that, you Tucker lover, you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Donna&lt;/b&gt;: Nursie! We seriously have shared the worst classes together in grade 11, but nonetheless, at least we shared all the pain (and the extra *wipes*) together! Greasy muffin, sexy griffs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Helma&lt;/b&gt;: Ma see, thanks for the laughs and for being there to keep me company. Snowfights, mittens, shopping, etc. It's been a great ride with ya this year, neighbourio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Janis&lt;/b&gt;: Buzzzzzzzz... Janbee!!! Stop it! Janis: "Wha...? *laughing* Hey, Paul did it!" Those were the days... and Wonderland, wheee! So glad to have the same lunches with you for our last high school year. Thanks for listening, for havng a confiding ear. Talks with you have always left me smiling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jen&lt;/b&gt;: We go wayyy back, and we have managed to maintain buddies through it all! Cello partners for life! So many memories from so long ago that we can still relate back to. Keep in touch, and of course we'd stay pals forever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joyce&lt;/b&gt;: Meh meh meh... a? o? e? Lo po ban! I'll always treasure the golden memories... the endless letter flow (5 per day?!), and all the jokes that we've shared. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leena&lt;/b&gt;: My geeka sista fer life! So much laughter. All those crazy antics we display when together. No one can ever understand our bond. Thank you for being there to listen. Wheee ar soh freakin' smaaat it ain't a stinky winky, y'know?!? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lisa&lt;/b&gt;: Pizzzzzziaaa... we've been stalking each other for all the years at the Abbey. You're my best drummin' student, and your Oxford long sleeves (I've wore 'em so much it's almost at my house! You're my life-saver for that! It's been fantastic with you as my buddie, Pizzia Mannik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Michelle&lt;/b&gt;: Don't eat any more soap, mish. Ha ha! You and your pre-microwaved Michellina's! Thanks for being so nice, now hand over those weirdo digi-cam pics you took of me. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mondi&lt;/b&gt;: SLL, you know your older sis will always be there to protect you. Thanks for being an added joy in my life. I regret not getting to know you earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rosa&lt;/b&gt;: It's all about the food, the fun, the k. soaps, and the "H.K. can lick my dirty show soles"!!! Ha ha ha! Take it easy, roooosy roooosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Steph Tn.&lt;/b&gt;: Freaky peachy... we've shared a lot of talks, laughs, and memories. My acknowledged neighbour for the longest! Take it easy, hun, I'll miss you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...Leslie, Serena, Shellen, Chimine, Steph Tm., Steph C., Sarah M., Kath, Hanna, Jenn, Christine, Gisele, Diana, Cecilia, Amanda, etc.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Non-Abbey...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Albert&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks for stepping into my life and for adding onto it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anna&lt;/b&gt;: Way, way back... and we're still talkin'! Stay sweet, stay true, stay you! (Your phrase.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bry&lt;/b&gt;: Thanks for your support, encouragment, understanding, and your friendship. You is spec-eh-cial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Carmen&lt;/b&gt;: What can I say? We're like family now, we're going to be like family forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jus&lt;/b&gt;: Thank you for all that you've done for me, in favour of me, and your never-ending support. A friend like you is invaluable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mimi&lt;/b&gt;: Stupid butterbutt. You know I love ya for life. *click click click*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rebecca&lt;/b&gt;: Big R.! All the singing, all the games, talks, and other adventures we're been through. Looking forward to many more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Steph Chin&lt;/b&gt;: St. Ann's days... wow. So near, yet so far. Thanks for being a great friend since my day one in Toronto. Stay in touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I'm finished for now. Love y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;P.C.L.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-94301315?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94301315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94301315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94301315' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-94130391</id><published>2003-05-10T22:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T22:55:06.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOB / C.WEST PRESENTS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARIAH CAREY &lt;br /&gt;CHARMBRACELET TOUR 2003 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIR CANADA CTR/RST EXEMPT &lt;br /&gt;ASHANTI/GST#R126007780 &lt;br /&gt;THU AUG 7 2003 7:30PM &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seat Location: Section 121 Row 25 Seats 20 - 22&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction=up scrollamount=1&gt; &lt;br /&gt;It's hard to explain &lt;br /&gt;Inherently it's just always been strange &lt;br /&gt;Neither here nor there &lt;br /&gt;Always somewhat out of place everywhere &lt;br /&gt;Ambiguous &lt;br /&gt;Without a sense of belonging to touch &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere halfway &lt;br /&gt;Feeling there's no one completely the same &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing alone &lt;br /&gt;Eager to just &lt;br /&gt;Believe it's good enough to be what &lt;br /&gt;You really are &lt;br /&gt;But in your heart &lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty forever lies &lt;br /&gt;And you'll always be &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere on the &lt;br /&gt;Outside &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irreversibly &lt;br /&gt;Falling in between &lt;br /&gt;And it's hard &lt;br /&gt;To be understood &lt;br /&gt;As you are &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and God knows &lt;br /&gt;That you're standing on your own &lt;br /&gt;Blind and unguided &lt;br /&gt;Into a world divided &lt;br /&gt;You're thrown &lt;br /&gt;Where you're never quite the same &lt;br /&gt;Although you try- try and try &lt;br /&gt;You really are &lt;br /&gt;But in your heart &lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty forever lies &lt;br /&gt;And you'll always be &lt;br /&gt;Somewhere on the &lt;br /&gt;Outside &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ha ha...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, I'd like a brown cow please."&lt;br /&gt;"With whipped cream and cherry on top?"&lt;br /&gt;"Certainly!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting Prom tickets this week. Extra special people have the privilege to attend this extravagant formal. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last LAT music concerts have taken place last week. So much to reminisce upon... all the great times.&lt;br /&gt;A. &amp; Co. attended our Wednesday concert. I can't believe you - missed McGrath for &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;?!?&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I was glad you were there! :) Eghh - Choir... the screeching solos. The horror of it all.&lt;br /&gt;No more hamburger/hotdog/ice cream fills to perform... no more jazz band performance. *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday after school, went to sweetie's restaurant for a meal with my grade eleven's, Leslie (thanks so much for being there for me!), Chris, Itch, and Rob.&lt;br /&gt;Mucho thanks to all of you for coming out! And yes, SLL, I agree that your friends are "sooo nice". Ha ha, y'all my little darlings. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the topic of MC ...think of all the things she works so hard for, killing herself over... then think about all the nonsense people have un-credited her with. She's just too underrated, but yet, She stays strong. With her strong faith, her devotion, and her intense love for music. Think about her passionate lyrics, and her undying committment to her fans. She composes, arranges, produces, directs, harmonizes, remixes all her own works. When she sings live, she really does so - and she sounds even better than the recordings. She deserves so much more.&lt;br /&gt;"...my real fans understand. I feel like they are an extended family to me, in a strange way. Because they accepted me as a person, even though they don't know me personally."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took mommy out for a meal at a nice, high-class restaurant today. Yummies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebe... five more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notable quote:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;You talked the talk, now walk the walk.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-94130391?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94130391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/94130391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94130391' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-93731384</id><published>2003-05-03T23:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-04T16:50:48.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kind-hearted gentleman. A loving and loyal husband with a soft spot for his wife and children.&lt;br /&gt;Has an astounding talent on the piano &amp; guitar; composing passionate Rhythm &amp; Blues that continues to touch millions of hearts.&lt;br /&gt;His sensual, round vocals are always filled with emotions and sincerity enough to bring tears to your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;None other than Mister Brian McKnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://images.azlyrics.com:8080/amazon/mcknight.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===---===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupidity and immaturity.&lt;br /&gt;Those are two things I cannot stand.&lt;br /&gt;Gawsh. Grow up, little boys.&lt;br /&gt;You're never going to get anything in life acting like idiots and little perverts.&lt;br /&gt;Don't give other people pointless, obnoxious crap if you consider them your friends.&lt;br /&gt;Don't expect any respect if you don't deserve any.&lt;br /&gt;Mindless, ignorant, shallow, servile pests.&lt;br /&gt;Stay away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===---===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The retreat last Tuesday was satisfying enough.&lt;br /&gt;Rode on Marley's retro magic school bus on the way to Orangeville with my Geeka.&lt;br /&gt;The retro music almost blasted our ears off, though.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived at the 140-acres of nature reserve an hour or so later.&lt;br /&gt;The usual: ice-breaker games, group activities, and discussions.&lt;br /&gt;We took a little walk down to the most endearing little lake after lunch. &lt;br /&gt;Later on, we went on a hike with our bus group. Although our tour guide completely lost her tracks, it was a good hike while it lasted.&lt;br /&gt;Rode the magic bus back to LAT around 2pm, making sure to seat a few rows ahead of our previous seats.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally waking up to hear the girl chats and Sean Paul muttering *something* while dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;Arrived back to school, and submitted my photos for the prom sildeshow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===---===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Baskin Robbins from Empress Walk's SilverCity didn't serve the 'Free Scoop Night' on Wednesday. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;I was so overwhelmed with my lost free ice cream that sweetie spoiled me with my favourite h.diaz. bar.&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeee...!!! Bebe, you're the bestest&lt;i&gt;est&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===---===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent an oh-so-wonderful evening with Kevvy last night.&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwwwwww! You still have that *look*!!! Awww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-93731384?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/93731384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/93731384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#93731384' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-93369213</id><published>2003-04-27T21:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-05-03T23:52:37.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurried to the Yorkmills food court on Friday after school... only to find no grad reps there selling grad night tickets.&lt;br /&gt;TTC-ed with SLL to Museum to meet sweetie 'n Rob. We actually arrived earlier than them, so I went in and changed out of my kilt.&lt;br /&gt;Out we came, and saw those two with SMCS Justin thinking they were *waiting* for us.&lt;br /&gt;So we cut through Vic and St. Mike's to a local UT hangout cafe.&lt;br /&gt;Then we stopped in Harvey's until the SMCS rehersals began.&lt;br /&gt;SLL went to Bayview to be driven to fobby friend's party, and I sailed straight home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, dropped by Scotia to pay my debts to A. before going to Yorkdale.&lt;br /&gt;Found my prom dress... mixed and matched with different stores for a one-of-a-kind. :)&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the evening/night with my bebe.&lt;br /&gt;Adventurous. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been a bore. And some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A T T E N T I O N &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.monarc.com/mariahcarey/tour/img/pho360x316appearances.jpg height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.monarc.com/mariahcarey/gallerypix/324-3503-14125.jpg height=100&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out my &lt;i&gt;ultimate&lt;/i&gt;, bestest birthday gift!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MARIAH IS COMING TO TOWN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... y'all can imagine my excitment.&lt;br /&gt;My goal is to get as many friends to pitch in for this event.&lt;br /&gt;Any leftover from the buying that &lt;u&gt;front row&lt;/u&gt; ticket would go towards buying film for the concert, buying accessories from the tour store, prom expenses, and residential shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*hint hint* !!!&lt;/i&gt; Save yourselves some brain juice 'n something I really want! It's a win-win situation. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. My good ol' baby sis Mondi has already thought of this idea - before I even implied it to her. You rawk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-93369213?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/93369213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/93369213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93369213' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-93206383</id><published>2003-04-24T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-24T21:32:34.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intersting after-school hour with SLL, Rob, and Itch yesterday. Hehee.&lt;br /&gt;As short as it was, I still got to see my sweetie today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Choices. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University of Toronto - membership with UC.&lt;br /&gt;McMaster University - with definite scholly.&lt;br /&gt;Western University - smalled scholly, but great res.&lt;br /&gt;York University - the most scholly, but probably not.&lt;br /&gt;Queen's University - far. Transportation costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...plus many other important factors to consider and to be discussed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-93206383?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/93206383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/93206383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93206383' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-93135649</id><published>2003-04-23T17:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-23T17:40:32.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting time of the year...&lt;br /&gt;There doesn't seem to be much motivation floating around.&lt;br /&gt;I'm content about my social life... about the new friendships I've made, the strong bonds I'm holding, and the old friendships I'm reviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the egos that some people have. Ooh.&lt;br /&gt;Dream on, dears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, when I say - as a true friend - you are important to me, you are.&lt;br /&gt;When I say I care, I genuinely care.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want you to be hurting like this.&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to. You don't deserve it.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h6&gt;Once a Leafs fan, always a  Leafs fan.&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://hs.msn.com/images/toronto.jpg&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-93135649?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/93135649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/93135649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#93135649' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-92914343</id><published>2003-04-19T22:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-21T19:40:07.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always been such a hopeless romantic.&lt;br /&gt;Clinging to my dreams of the perfect love... the endless joy and security.&lt;br /&gt;I used to think I was &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; hopeless, because in this "cruel, harsh" world I thought my dreams would surely be demolished soon enough...&lt;br /&gt;Until I saw you walking next to me, standing next to me, holding me close to you.&lt;br /&gt;Until I feel your eyes glazing at me lovingly, your lips against mine, and oh, your tender hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aagorn and Arwen... reminds me of &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.theargonath.cc/pictures/aragornarwen/aragornarwen10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-92914343?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92914343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92914343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92914343' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-92803561</id><published>2003-04-17T18:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-22T19:21:20.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww... I just opened a really cute e-card from Janbee. Thanks for the thought. :)&lt;br /&gt;It's cold outside today. I hope I didn't catch a cold just now.&lt;br /&gt;Talking to Ang. about Wonderland... how come I didn't get a newsletter from them? Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Wow... I do have some work to attend to, but this is the start of my holidays and I ain't out.&lt;br /&gt;Booo. What can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. RoooRoooosa... thanks for your dedication bloggie entry for &lt;b&gt;super Pauline&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Hehehee, and as for the lil' mistakes that you made yesterday &lt;I&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; today, I won't mention 'em.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want you to wear a paper bag over your head for the rest of the year. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;11:45pm&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back from having some fun (&lt;i&gt;"Ouch, it's hurting me... owww... I can't move!!!"&lt;/i&gt;) with my neighbourios SLL &amp; MS.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha ha... we rock on the table! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuzzy congrats to my &lt;i&gt;amazing&lt;/i&gt; couzzie Gordon for being at the top of his medical school for the third consecutive year! :)&lt;br /&gt;He has just finished his neurosurgery rotation this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay... Yorkdale's having YUM market this weekend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.yorkdale.com/04even/photos/yum.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-92803561?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92803561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92803561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92803561' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-92675957</id><published>2003-04-15T18:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-15T21:23:30.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;appy &lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;appy &lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;appy &lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;appy &lt;b&gt;H&lt;/b&gt;appy...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H a p p y . F i v e . M o n t h s, Luv.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships are always solid and strong as long as the compatibility is present.&lt;br /&gt;Compatibility is what we're full of. More than words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray. I made a new friend - a former Abbey girl. That's always good news.&lt;br /&gt;It just so happens that Tiff was the MOTW on AA once upon a time. Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Abbey domination everywhere. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Music. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is my soul, my wonder, my joy, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Just, music.&lt;br /&gt;No categorization needed. &lt;br /&gt;I don't care what language it is sang in, as long as it's good music and/or accompanied by great vocal talent.&lt;br /&gt;There has been wrongfully assumed, stereotypical views about the issue of me-being-against-chinese-music-because-it's-fobby.&lt;br /&gt;Please. Don't be bitter. Don't assume. Don't accuse.&lt;br /&gt;Music should be an untouchable, peaceful medium amongst all.&lt;br /&gt;It just so happens that, from my musical training, I personally find that there're not many praiseworthy artists in HK.&lt;br /&gt;The songs may be nice, but the vocals are just...&lt;br /&gt;Hey, if you love it, go you! &lt;b&gt;: )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it just so happens that I, too, greatly enjoy a number of Chinese/Japanese/Korean songs.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, if it's qualitive good music, I'm all for it!!! Whoo yeah.&lt;br /&gt;One should not discriminate by other people's taste in music. &lt;br /&gt;It's too personal for it to be another's business.&lt;br /&gt;Music, by itself, should not be discriminated by genres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Your own&lt;/i&gt; music would eventually find a way into your heart.&lt;br /&gt;p e a c e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easter break... Come soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-92675957?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92675957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92675957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92675957' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-92494184</id><published>2003-04-12T14:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T16:43:09.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double H 'n Mofo Loser are doin' just fine... :)&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I'm just looking forward to all the fun times that lay ahead...&lt;br /&gt;Henry Kwon can lick my dirty shoe soles.&lt;br /&gt;I said to Mussie, "'Kay, thanks Ms."&lt;br /&gt;Mussie replied, "No... thank &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt;!" :)&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera's new album is rocksworthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-92494184?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92494184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92494184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92494184' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-92430991</id><published>2003-04-11T11:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-12T14:25:27.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the library alone during my P2 spare right now. &lt;br /&gt;In absolutely no mood to study nor to do assignments.&lt;br /&gt;This week has been horrible.&lt;br /&gt;T.G.I.F., though. Waiting for 3:07pm to come.&lt;br /&gt;The anitcipation is hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee&gt; &lt;img src=http://www.telusmobility.com/images/pagegraphics/leaf_ant_214x145.gif height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.telusmobility.com/images/coverage/daisy_full.gif height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.telusmobility.com/images/business_solut/citrus.gif height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.telusmobility.com/images/pagegraphics/hockeyduck_214x230.gif height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.telusmobility.com/images/pagegraphics/monkey_peace214x179.gif height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.telusmobility.com/images/plans/cherry_plans_side.gif height=100&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.telus.com/images/ebusiness_flower.jpg height=100&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-92430991?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92430991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92430991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92430991' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-92241625</id><published>2003-04-08T16:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T22:50:14.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Looking back to what I have written in the past about some of my general, self-proclaimed feminist view on relationships 'n jazz of that nature... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember this is a generalized rant. NO TARGETS! Don't assume!!!&lt;br /&gt;Be amused. Tee-hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a guy, but you find that he has an attraction - most often physical - towards any of your friends, especially your close friends... and you find that they like to stare at them, save their images, perserving all their e-mails, etc., ...think about how easily he can succumb to temptations; and wonder just how much he likes - not to mention, 'loves' - you, deep down inside despite his flowery words.&lt;br /&gt;Never fall for a guy who turned to you instead because they couldn't get another girl - esp. a friend of yours - that they liked.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a substitution.&lt;br /&gt;You want them to notice you. And only you. Your smile, your flair, your thoughts, you. --&gt; Love.&lt;br /&gt;Not you... &lt;u&gt;and&lt;/u&gt; how cute your friends are. And not the chick with the hot pants. --&gt; Lust.&lt;br /&gt;Some girls like to attract ALL the guys that they see, taken or not.&lt;br /&gt;Some even go as far as putting on an act, tempting your boyfriends - directly or not - they will try to win them over... even if they're so-called 'committed' to another guy.&lt;br /&gt;Words are fancy.&lt;br /&gt;"...they may be attractive and whatever, but they don't mean A THING to me!!!"&lt;br /&gt;They may really mean it, but how can you be sure? Through their &lt;u&gt;actions&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Always remember that actions speak louder than words.&lt;br /&gt;There're way too many people who sweet talk, but when you expect to find them there to give your help, love, and faith... &lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the present...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never study. I haven't tried anywhere as hard as I should.&lt;br /&gt;But, still...&lt;br /&gt;I hate physics. I hate chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can regret having a crush on someone,&lt;br /&gt;but love... it's something you cannot regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://nhl.speedera.net/img/team/tor25.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Leafs Go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-92241625?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92241625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92241625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92241625' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-92101792</id><published>2003-04-06T15:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T18:33:09.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw 'What a Girl Wants' - there was nothing else playing at the time, and our uncontrollable crave to watch a movie was just too overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;Predictably, it is a movie targetted at little girls of ages 11 or 12.&lt;br /&gt;As the movie progressed, I started to think the leading teenaged actress was too bubbly to be true.&lt;br /&gt;The movie was a long commerical... or a "Twist" magazine that has come alive.&lt;br /&gt;Then I found out that the actress was a product of the infamous Mickey Mouse Club.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ha! ...I see.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in any case, Colin Firth, being the great actor he is, lightened everything up. A slight, slight bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for two and a half hours for a dining space in Milestone's.&lt;br /&gt;Had an anxiety attack when I "realized" that I had "dropped" my $20 lip balm "in the theatre" - which I later found in my schoolbag. :\&lt;br /&gt;Fruizzi's are good; kisses are yummy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I just found some of my long-lost poems...&lt;br /&gt;I seriously haven't remembered they existed!&lt;br /&gt;They're free-styled to the extent. =P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What If...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. C l o s e n e s s .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secrets. &lt;br /&gt;Meant to be shared.&lt;br /&gt;Comfort.&lt;br /&gt;Meant to be given.&lt;br /&gt;A shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Meant to be leaned upon.&lt;br /&gt;Care.&lt;br /&gt;Meant to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. T w i s t .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if they are gone?&lt;br /&gt;What would you do?&lt;br /&gt;What would you say?&lt;br /&gt;How would you save?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. S o l i t u d e .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if things are uttered behind your backs?&lt;br /&gt;Anger... Bitterness... Resentment?&lt;br /&gt;Direct encounter?&lt;br /&gt;      or&lt;br /&gt;Lack of courage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. E m p t i n e s s .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never lose by loving,&lt;br /&gt;Always lose when holding back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In times of need,&lt;br /&gt;Truth prevails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accusations and doubts&lt;br /&gt;Incur wrath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life wished for could never be,&lt;br /&gt;Presumes the hunger inside had been fed,&lt;br /&gt;Understand now, it was all misled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking there was hope left in life,&lt;br /&gt;It was only added strife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-92101792?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92101792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/92101792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92101792' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-91948453</id><published>2003-04-03T19:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T15:07:49.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fixed the backgrounds!!! &lt;br /&gt;I'm too good. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to buy sooo many pieces of clothing and accessories.&lt;br /&gt;I am in such a desperate need for a shopping spree!!!&lt;br /&gt;If anyone doesn't mind giving me an early birthday present, please give an amount of cash/cheque to me ASAP!&lt;br /&gt;Please!!! Please!!! Please!!! (Ugh. I'm such a bad begger.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;And I am very serious!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all know how broke I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to the Ontario Science Centre for Biology.&lt;br /&gt;Grad blurbs 'n picture selections are due April 22nd.&lt;br /&gt;Talks about grad night at Wonderland have begun.&lt;br /&gt;Hooray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-91948453?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/91948453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/91948453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91948453' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-91754462</id><published>2003-03-31T23:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T00:55:46.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT HAPPENED TO MY BACKGROUND COLOURS???&lt;br /&gt;AND THE LINK COLOURS?!?&lt;br /&gt;H E L P ! ! !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letters. Long. Expressive. From-the-heart.&lt;br /&gt;E-cards. Real cards. Little cards. &lt;br /&gt;With little notes, or poetry, or drawings inside.&lt;br /&gt;What sentiments! Treasures.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I don't receive many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little gestures.&lt;br /&gt;Easily make one feel on top of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't add to my insecurities.&lt;br /&gt;True friends...&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel loved. Cared for. Appreciated. &lt;br /&gt;Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't assume.&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge without thinking.&lt;br /&gt;I never want to be a target for anyone's jealousy, hatred, or plain silly concerns.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, don't think I'm deliberately rivalling someone when I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A conclusion...&lt;br /&gt;If you are someone who would not &lt;u&gt;stand up&lt;/u&gt; for me, &lt;br /&gt;No matter the circumstances,&lt;br /&gt;you have not proven that you are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondi... my SLL... read your page... I luv you too. &lt;br /&gt;Always will.&lt;br /&gt;You are a light in my life. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appy... your multiple SMS's per day get me through the classes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifices. &lt;br /&gt;Much needed in this world.&lt;br /&gt;Actions.&lt;br /&gt;Show me.&lt;br /&gt;Be there.&lt;br /&gt;Stand up for me.&lt;br /&gt;Show me the efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I am an independent girlie.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, bebe...you don't know how much I depend on you.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being a part of me, boo. *smoochie*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is motivation. &lt;br /&gt;To feel like that all your senses are heighten and that there is nothing that can end your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;When your mate is crying, it is not your job to be there for them and be a shoulder to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;That`s the role of a friend. &lt;br /&gt;Love is telling the person that they do not deserve to cry, and they are better than the tears that are rolling down their face. &lt;br /&gt;Love is simply to wake up every single day and realize there is a purpose to your day.&lt;br /&gt;Love is not only influenced by sex appeal and style, but most importantly by personality and chemistry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sun, whose rays &lt;br /&gt;Are all ablaze &lt;br /&gt;With ever-living glory, &lt;br /&gt;Will not deny &lt;br /&gt;His majesty -- &lt;br /&gt;He scorns to tell a story: &lt;br /&gt;He won't exclaim, &lt;br /&gt;"I blush for shame, &lt;br /&gt;So kindly be indulgent," &lt;br /&gt;But, fierce and bold, &lt;br /&gt;In fiery gold, &lt;br /&gt;He glories all effulgent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean to rule the earth, &lt;br /&gt;As he the sky --&lt;br /&gt;We really know our worth, &lt;br /&gt;The Sun and I! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Observe his flame, &lt;br /&gt;That placid dame, &lt;br /&gt;The Moon's Celestial Highness; &lt;br /&gt;There's not a trace &lt;br /&gt;Upon her face &lt;br /&gt;Of diffidence or shyness: &lt;br /&gt;She borrows light &lt;br /&gt;That, through the night, &lt;br /&gt;Mankind may all acclaim her! &lt;br /&gt;And, truth to tell, &lt;br /&gt;She lights up well, &lt;br /&gt;So I, for one, don't blame her! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, pray make no mistake, &lt;br /&gt;We are not shy; &lt;br /&gt;We're very wide awake, &lt;br /&gt;The Moon and I! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, if the couzzie cruise works out...&lt;br /&gt;It'd definitely be a huge blast.&lt;br /&gt;Exams end on the 23rd. &lt;br /&gt;Please end on the 20th, at the latest, for Us2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-91754462?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/91754462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/91754462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91754462' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-91520582</id><published>2003-03-27T22:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-28T00:01:34.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried countless times to publish changes in my bloggie template, but it's not working.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr... anyone know what's wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OSF last Friday night for Janbee's 18th.&lt;br /&gt;Apps dropped by for a bit on Sunday; can't believe I dashed to Empress Walk thinking, ... ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Was caught on the phone at 3:40am, but all is fine now - I hope.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of cellphones... &lt;b&gt;Thanks&lt;/b&gt; Raymond bro for helping me switch plans! Muchos appreciated!!! :) From your sis, Andrea.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, A. my mini-you ability has managed to pull through.&lt;br /&gt;Now I have much more minutes 'n caller ID... all for the same price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11:59am - Appy and SLL... you girls are the bomb! *hugs &amp; kisses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall need an ID of anyone 18+ female and Chinese in June. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-91520582?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/91520582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/91520582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91520582' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-91185198</id><published>2003-03-22T12:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-06T15:08:39.000-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure, I know how to party. And how to party hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a good girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-91185198?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/91185198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/91185198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#91185198' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-90790663</id><published>2003-03-15T23:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-17T16:31:25.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March Break... you're slippin' away from me...&lt;br /&gt;This has been... the best March break ever, nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.virtualkiss.com/images/divider-lips-117.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://cards.lovingyou.com/platinum/images/n-valexp4.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew you're the one before I met you.&lt;br /&gt;I knew I'd fall in love after I met you.&lt;br /&gt;I know now, that I'm in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romance. Memories. Adventures. Life.&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I want to share everything with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate has brought us together.&lt;br /&gt;Fate has given us a chance.&lt;br /&gt;We've decided to conquer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are only given so many chances in life.&lt;br /&gt;If you feel what fate has brought you is meant to be, then...&lt;br /&gt;Cherish. Appreciate. Advance.&lt;br /&gt;Make it last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy . F o u r . Months&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-90790663?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90790663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90790663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90790663' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-90681767</id><published>2003-03-13T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T22:07:29.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the NYL yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;Didn't do much work. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;Ate 70% of a jr. b.chesseburger, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;My place. His place. &lt;br /&gt;Donna's place. Her g-pa's place.&lt;br /&gt;h o t p o t . . . it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... that's for &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;, and only &lt;i&gt;us&lt;/i&gt;, to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-90681767?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90681767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90681767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90681767' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-90536386</id><published>2003-03-11T14:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-20T22:09:52.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. Went to Pacific yesterday. Yep, all day.&lt;br /&gt;But that's okay... as long as bebe is with me, it's all good.&lt;br /&gt;So... we did all kinds of jazz there. &lt;br /&gt;Towards night, we received a call.&lt;br /&gt;Rolo &amp; E-von met up with us. Ate some.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we all stuffed into Rolo's ride and sped back to my place.&lt;br /&gt;And we did all kinds of jazz. :)&lt;br /&gt;Saw Helma 'n Renee @ Ten Ren's late at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today will be one boring, boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow... &lt;br /&gt;I get to see the man who turns me on.&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-90536386?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90536386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90536386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90536386' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-90429627</id><published>2003-03-09T21:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-09T21:14:19.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://i.emode.com/images/static/progress.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe, today... ha ha ha!!! &lt;br /&gt;You know who you are, and you know what I'm talking about!&lt;br /&gt;Our puppy faces never work out!&lt;br /&gt;Well, today's fun was short-lived. Only lasted for a few hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for tomorrow... Sweetie, where are ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-90429627?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90429627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90429627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90429627' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-90363677</id><published>2003-03-08T13:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-08T13:40:05.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you March Break. &lt;br /&gt;You give me time to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;You give me time to play.&lt;br /&gt;You give me my Kevvy.&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-90363677?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90363677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90363677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90363677' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-90209687</id><published>2003-03-05T20:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-05T20:53:24.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Anticipating:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tomorrow @ 7:35am.&lt;br /&gt;-Rushing out right after school tomorrow. [OSF]&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe shopping tomorrow too!&lt;br /&gt;-Friday, grad pics.&lt;br /&gt;-Friday, parties in classes.&lt;br /&gt;-Friday, 2:45pm 'til night.&lt;br /&gt;-M a r c h Break &amp; all of the madness that comes with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.oldspaghettifactory.net/oldspaghettifactory/images/streetcar.jpeg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...In a few hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;I looove this place! &lt;br /&gt;Another thing is everytime I go there, I'm with my favourite people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-90209687?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90209687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/90209687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#90209687' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-89964668</id><published>2003-03-01T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-03-01T14:48:47.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please come faster and leave slower, oh March Break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-89964668?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89964668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89964668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_03_01_archive.html#89964668' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-89747169</id><published>2003-02-25T20:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-25T20:47:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rockclimbing was dissatisfying today!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I only got to climb up ONE wall! Ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;So many people, and no time!&lt;br /&gt;It felt so weird afterwards... when I didn't feel like I've had any workouts at all.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore... I am not sore at all... although I had paid 20 dollars intending to be sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my randomness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a very passionate person. &lt;br /&gt;I do anything and love almost unconditionally for things/people that I love.&lt;br /&gt;I cry when I sing along with a song with powerful lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;I tear when there's a "awww..." or sad scene on TV/during movies.&lt;br /&gt;I cry when I read a touching letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love letters so much. Esp. hand-written letters. They're my treasures.&lt;br /&gt;I love guestbook entries for my website, and yes, even on AA.&lt;br /&gt;I love notes. They mean something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-89747169?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89747169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89747169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89747169' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-89669481</id><published>2003-02-24T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-24T19:12:57.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme start from the beginning of the week...&lt;br /&gt;Nothing significant... school, school, school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brits showed me &lt;b&gt;Semi&lt;/b&gt; pics! :D &lt;br /&gt;Awww... they're so cute!!!&lt;br /&gt;Seemed like they had a really fun time... &lt;br /&gt;I remember her constantly asking me to come along too...&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, too bad I'm so broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday after school, hung at &lt;i&gt;somewhere&lt;/i&gt;, watched Mario Karts, and got a hat!&lt;br /&gt;Then, a group of abbey girls, along with Chris and Jeff, all went to my bebe's restaurant for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards, we drove back to Empress W. to the pool room. Some people picked up bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone left at around 11pm. I stayed behind with Janis till 11:35pm to wait for her mum after everyone left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never have fun on weekends anymore. There's always nothing to do, no one to do it with.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't end up going shopping and *something else* on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it's Monday...&lt;br /&gt;Rockclimbing tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pebble line below is sooo cute! &lt;br /&gt;Sweetie, be prepared to have to carry me soon! Hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://mosaictoronto.org/images/pebbleline.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My top fave actresses!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.reese-witherspoon.org/thumbs1/0073.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;r e e s e . w i t h e r s p o o n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.sandra-bullock.org/images/misc/_thumbs/_unsorted/tn_0018_jpg.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s a n d r a . b u l l o c k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://207.44.210.72/kateh/tn_kate10.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k a t e . h u d s o n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://audreyhepburn.com/assets/gallery/thumb_vtl40.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a u d r e y . h e p b u r n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-89669481?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89669481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89669481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89669481' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-89471070</id><published>2003-02-20T21:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-20T21:46:13.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know why I'm so down.&lt;br /&gt;Too many things bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-89471070?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89471070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89471070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89471070' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-89346152</id><published>2003-02-18T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-19T00:21:37.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much on my mind... Extremely perplexing.&lt;br /&gt;So much to do. So many tasks to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;Worries. Future is near. What will happen?&lt;br /&gt;Scared. Very scared. &lt;br /&gt;About... my education, my future, my bonds, my faith, my trust, my everything.&lt;br /&gt;Trying to cling onto them at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to find someone who would be down for you everytime you need them... especially when you need them most.&lt;br /&gt;I've always lived having a fairytale dream... it has not faltered as of yet. &lt;br /&gt;I will keep my faith going strong on that. I will not give up. &lt;br /&gt;I will go on, trying as best as I could... to gain, to earn the friendships, the trust, the love - the everything I live for.&lt;br /&gt;I will do anything for anyone who is as true to me. Those are the bonds that mean the world to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fellow abbey girl talked about something that I'd heartily agree to... &lt;br /&gt;She's right, but she ranted just a bit too much about personal stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So, here's my (very generalized and on-the-surface) theory...&lt;br /&gt;Know the limits. &lt;br /&gt;Don't be too friendly to everyone, or someone, when you know that they are attached. &lt;br /&gt;Or when you, yourself, are attached.&lt;br /&gt;It causes undue worry, misunderstandings, uneasiness. &lt;br /&gt;And it certainly does not gain trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-89346152?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89346152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89346152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89346152' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-89215211</id><published>2003-02-16T21:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-16T23:23:56.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish every night could be spent with my bebe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;kevvy (8:56 PM) :&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i wish i was bambi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mirage (8:59 PM) : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wish Bambi was you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;...sometimes!!! Hehehe... *winkies*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAD KEVVY!!! NO MORE FIGHTING!!! ONLY PAULLIE CAN HURT YOU!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend has not been productive academically. At all.&lt;br /&gt;On Sat, chatted with Ang. Then she asked me about prom dress.&lt;br /&gt;That did it.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the evening consisted of Ang, See Lai Lai, and myself going on multiple sites.&lt;br /&gt;See Lai Lai!!! You were supposed to HELP ME! Ha ha! Those pics!!!&lt;br /&gt;Today, made plans with see lai lai. *surprise*, right Mun? =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Remember Mond*, no one can tease you like I do.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; mOnD* &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; mOnD* &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; mOnD* &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see lai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;paullie says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to tease you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; mOnD* &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; mOnD* &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see lai!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FORGOT TO BLOG ABOUT THIS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;h2&gt;C U R R I E&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/b&gt; *something something*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; CURRIE &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; CURRIE &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make fun of me la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; CURRIE &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekeke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;&lt;&lt; CURRIE &gt;&gt;&gt; says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiiiiiii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MUST remember that I luv you... yes I do... (Ahhh!)... Your turn! You luv me!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src= http://abbeygirls.friendpages.com/pages/partypeople/abbeygirls/photo16.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anticipating...&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday &amp; Sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-89215211?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89215211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89215211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89215211' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-89056807</id><published>2003-02-13T17:50:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T23:01:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=red&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://images.animfactory.com/animations/holiday_events/valentines_day/lovers_soda_sm_wht.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;H   A   P   P   Y   .   V   A   L   E   N   T   I   N   E   '   S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;b&gt;Baybee &lt;img src=http://holidays.lovingyou.com/cover/valentine/hearticon.gif&gt;s Bebe.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://images.animfactory.com/animations/people_a_l/dental_care/lips_kiss_red_md_wht.gif&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src=http://groups.msn.com/LATProudtobeAbbeyGirls/Documents/TV%20Theme%20-%20Full%20House.mp3 loop="infinite"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-89056807?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89056807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89056807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89056807' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-89049232</id><published>2003-02-13T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-13T17:50:27.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://images.animfactory.com/animations/people_a_l/eskimo/eskimo_ice_skating_md_wht.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha... See Lai Lai... this is sooo us on ice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-89049232?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89049232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/89049232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#89049232' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88940951</id><published>2003-02-11T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-11T20:36:04.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GET WELL SOON, BEBE!!! Must sleep, must drink water! Must sleep again! And again! &lt;br /&gt;I need you to keep me warm so I wouldn't become sick! &lt;br /&gt;*huggie &amp; muah*, your baybee.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was so boring! And very lonely. And extremely unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;I went out to the Winterfest by myself. &lt;br /&gt;Nearly got blown off by the wind. &lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did get blown off. =\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start of another week... bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday... the biology test was the worst ever! Ewww!!! *switch topic* &lt;br /&gt;We had an interesting 5 minutes in physics class!&lt;br /&gt;Everyone held hands across the room and felt a chain of shock.&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious... you'd hear a unifying scream.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I went home and suddenly thought of the amazing SMS service ICQ provides!&lt;br /&gt;So now all of you ICQ users would see a lil' cellphone icon beside my ICQ name.&lt;br /&gt;Just click on it, whether I'm online or not, and send me a message that goes straight to my cell. &lt;br /&gt;It's totally useful. So you people better make a productive use of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... Janis and I sold animal cards/cupcakes/raffle tickets/civies tickets during P2.&lt;br /&gt;I was waiting for Appy up in the senior caf when I got a message from Shellen that Ang wanted me down in the junior caf immediately.&lt;br /&gt;So I went down - thinking that maybe apps was there too - but she wasn't. (Sorry apps! But you found me anyway, hehe!)&lt;br /&gt;The cupcakes sold pretty quickly. Emily and Suzanne took over for a while so we went elsewhere to chat.&lt;br /&gt;Appy (&amp; a half-listening Ang) gained some... &lt;i&gt;knowledge&lt;/i&gt;. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want my girls to take over for once! Or twice. Or more times. (Most of my girls'd understand this, haha.)&lt;br /&gt;I know so many Chris 's! Up to ten!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88940951?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88940951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88940951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88940951' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88740974</id><published>2003-02-07T23:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T20:21:45.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;A freindly reminder from my cousin to all the GUYS:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"Remember to reserve your table early for Valentine's night... don't risk it, it'll be packed everywhere!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was quite nice today. Calc quiz, student council assembly, signing up for grad photos, finished watching Gattaca in Philly, went down to Yorkmills to look at my friends eat lunch (hehe, well I got a cup of hot water from McDee's 'n borrowed Donna's teabag), went to Chem - he was in a good mood! &lt;br /&gt;The bell rang. Changed, and walked to the station with Ang, Janis, &amp; Mish... and trotted downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hilarious and really sweet... definitely recommendable!&lt;br /&gt;Hey, even the guys liked it! What more does it take? ;)&lt;br /&gt;Sweetie, I made lots and lots of notes. Don't you worry, hehee!&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I've seen Kate Hudson's performance. She's an admirable actress with an adorable smile!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I love her outfits!!!&lt;br /&gt;We all had a yummy dinner and went home afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://us.ent4.yimg.com/movies.yahoo.com/images/hv/photo/movie_pix/paramount_pictures/how_to_lose_a_guy_in_10_days/_group_photos/kate_hudson1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88740974?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88740974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88740974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88740974' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88623285</id><published>2003-02-05T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-08T18:56:11.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised I was going to blog about this...&lt;br /&gt;My philly class gets to watch all these coolio and COLOUR movies, such as Pinocchio, A.I., K-Pax, and Gattaca... and my P1 class in particular got to watch a Star Trek episode, too! However, poor Riggin's class is stuck with ancient black &amp; white video clips of all kinds... "College"... "Quiz Show"! Ha ha ha!!! That's too funny... Well, at least you get some WONDERFUL entertainment from Riggin's singing, right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was okay. &lt;br /&gt;FX meeting. The dept. team just laughed at pictures. (I know you loved that HOT one of Dr. Kuriyan, see lai lai! Ha ha.)&lt;br /&gt;Calculus consisted of me drawing in apps' agenda. Not paying any attention what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;Spare. Nothing. &lt;br /&gt;Philly! Just some notes, and GATTACA! Yay! Grrr... I want to find pictures of ______!!!&lt;br /&gt;Spare. Just chatted with Ang. in the senior caf, then we both went down to the junior caf, where Apps and Donna had just arrived to.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry. Got back exams. Bleh. I got okay on the exam. My mark was a wee bit... higher than the 13% drop. Still doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to go rock climbing. For sure, for sure, see lai lai! Or should I say... M-O-N-D-*? =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88623285?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88623285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88623285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88623285' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88494018</id><published>2003-02-03T17:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-04T20:55:16.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family dinner for the Chinese New Year took place on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;I watched that movie with DW starring (Appy...hehe). It was pretty funny &amp; sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was pretty dull. &lt;br /&gt;Basically, I was stuck home alone on Saturday for a few hours with nowhere to go, nothing to do, noone to go with.&lt;br /&gt;Talked on the phone for some hours. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I just went out with my parents to have lunch. That was completely it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is just yet another boring school week, with only the end of the week to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;School is evil... it takes my baby from me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for everyone...&lt;br /&gt;If you want to chat with me, then please call - I promised a lot less online chatting time with my 'rents for my cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo funny... I checked up on one of my Xanga-like sites from a while back and realized that I had received numerous comments.&lt;br /&gt;Amusing and disbelieving how those guys commented. &lt;br /&gt;One random one: "Gorgeous You look totaly sexy N beautiful darling your gettin my all"&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I'm totally taken. ;) Oh, and please learn how to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't hesitate to tell your loved ones that you love them.&lt;br /&gt;Show them your love in every way possible.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish every opportunity to be with them.&lt;br /&gt;Take every chance to show them you care.&lt;br /&gt;Treasure each and every moment you spend with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...don't get me wrong... I'm keeping this in the Valentine mood (as I am writing for the newspaper for Valentine's). &lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;b&gt;don't&lt;/b&gt; do that to EVERY ONE of your friends...&lt;br /&gt;That'll just be wrong, and would cause muchos misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;Be true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88494018?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88494018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88494018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_02_01_archive.html#88494018' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88303148</id><published>2003-01-30T21:42:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-30T23:20:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music. Just sat there. Played a little. Talked to Britts about what I'm goin' to get soon (looking for donations)!&lt;br /&gt;English. Sat there. Chatted with Appy.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch. Sold civies ticks for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Biology. Laughed. Sang the mol song to the gr. 11's. They thought we were lunatics, and Steph actually mentioned me being part of the crazy gr 12's! (How special I feel...)&lt;br /&gt;Physics. We got something back. Something big. Other than that... it was just a countdown to 3:07pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I met up with sweetieee... wuv yaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Hooray! I got it! My very own! &lt;br /&gt;Some of you know what I'm =D-ing about at the moment, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innis College is so cool. It is so cool. So cool.&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha, I decided to have it my way and followed some girls right into the res area. &lt;br /&gt;I barged right into someone's room and found... no one there.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I heard a faint, "Pauline?" from somewhere outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what I love in terms of online chatting?&lt;br /&gt;The kind that goes on and on, and still be interesing.&lt;br /&gt;You hardly have to wait for the other person to reply 'cause basically both of you are focusing only on that convers.&lt;br /&gt;Immense satisfaction results post-conversing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehee. It was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88303148?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88303148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88303148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88303148' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88241876</id><published>2003-01-29T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-29T21:13:26.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could see my &lt;i&gt;bebe&lt;/i&gt; everyday like this... &lt;br /&gt;That's all I can think of right now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88241876?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88241876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88241876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88241876' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88185819</id><published>2003-01-28T19:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-02-05T21:14:03.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the majority of our P5 chemistry class signed out during our P4 spare.&lt;br /&gt;Chimine dropped Leena and I at Fairview. So we went to MacDee's and wandered for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Leeeen-nay,&lt;i&gt;don't do that again!!!&lt;/i&gt; It was a horrible smell, that tea tree substance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 18th&lt;/b&gt;, GEEEEEEEEEKKKKAAAAAAAAA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to visit my sweetie at NYL - waiting till Wednesday... best of luck! *muah*&lt;br /&gt;We saw ma see afterwards; talked for a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home. &lt;br /&gt;Had a very productive (no one can do it like we can) conversation with &lt;b&gt;Andrea Pickles&lt;/b&gt;, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait till I get it! Ahhh. Anticipation... mmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Lai Lai and I planned on going to Wendy's today after school.&lt;br /&gt;Ma see joined us with her Mama Mia posters.&lt;br /&gt;Then here we are, sitting at home, with the occasional &lt;i&gt;"burn!!! BURN!!!!!! SIZZLE! BURN!"&lt;/i&gt; from see lai lai. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my after-school life has been good so far. (It's only been two days, but hey.)&lt;br /&gt;School life is just plain gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeee... Renee gets &lt;b&gt;weird&lt;/b&gt; ideas in her head about herself with younger dudes... nasty nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbeygirls.friendpages.com/pages/partypeople/abbeygirls/photo13.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://abbeygirls.friendpages.com/pages/partypeople/abbeygirls/photo13.jpg" height=50 width=50 alt="Us2 - NORMAL"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://abbeygirls.friendpages.com/pages/partypeople/abbeygirls/photo9.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://abbeygirls.friendpages.com/pages/partypeople/abbeygirls/photo9.jpg" height=50 width=50 alt="See Lai [Lai] Team"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha. Appy, I posted up the&lt;b&gt; ‘more normal’&lt;/b&gt; one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88185819?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88185819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88185819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88185819' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88028583</id><published>2003-01-25T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T14:09:26.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... *someone* slept for &lt;b&gt;35 hours&lt;/b&gt; straight!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhh!!! No one can sleep like you can!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"6am on Friday till 5pm today........ that's 35 hours."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"no shit! lol~ left my math brain on my calc exam rroom"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another nickname to add to my list... LOL... brought to you by the guy who wants one of those springy shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEEEEEKA!!!! &lt;b&gt;NOW&lt;/b&gt; It's &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; the 28th!!!&lt;br /&gt;You cut your hair too!!! And you got streaks! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone cut their hair!!! Ha ha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becca! &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't Cry for me PAULINA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;! Sing for me, girl! =D I love it! LOL!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.westlife.co.uk/flash/musicvideo/images/0.unbreakable_cd1.jpg target="new"&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.westlife.co.uk/flash/musicvideo/images/0.unbreakable_cd1.jpg height=50 width=50&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.westlife.co.uk/flash/musicvideo/images/2.album.jpg target="new"&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.westlife.co.uk/flash/musicvideo/images/2.album.jpg height=50 width=50&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.westlife.co.uk/flash/funstuff/uploaded_media/800-Westlife.jpg target="new"&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.westlife.co.uk/flash/funstuff/uploaded_media/800-Westlife.jpg height=50 width=50&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88028583?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88028583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88028583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88028583' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-88006107</id><published>2003-01-25T09:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-25T12:03:02.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never lost track of time as much as last night. &lt;br /&gt;But I needed that loungin' as much as &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; did. [a.vous]&lt;br /&gt;This song plaing describes us all too well... hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, no "unimportant" phone calls and no "going out" until next Sunday. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I can only steal some time off from after school to relax some...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went down to Eaton's Centre yesterday, but didn't buy anything - tried on some, though.&lt;br /&gt;Except for a keychain that I might be giving away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to see that movie appy keeps laughing about...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-88006107?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88006107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/88006107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#88006107' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87913000</id><published>2003-01-23T14:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T18:01:14.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't feel like they'd ever be over. But, they are now.&lt;br /&gt;Tears of joy, or tears of pain? Ponder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come people tell me they can see me on ICQ the whole time while I was unloading it and loading it back up again?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm... I've put up a new song here. It's one of my all-time favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uh.&lt;/i&gt; Yep. It's LL, ladies!&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to R&amp;B songs from my favourite era while studying, or trying to, for exams this past week.&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I'm also flipping radio stations and stopping occasionally for Aaliyah - Miss you, LL &amp; J.Lo - All I Have, &amp; Wave - Don't Say Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I find the hip hop all sound the same and are just damn annoying. &lt;br /&gt;The R&amp;B songs, well, remind me of Asian Avenue all too well. For some reason. Well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What era is &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; R&amp;B/hip hop era? &lt;br /&gt;-When Brandy was only 16 (and the one of the rare few teen singers) and had a absolutely &lt;i&gt;wicked&lt;/i&gt; debut of an album.&lt;br /&gt;-When TLC had their &lt;i&gt;Waterfalls&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-When LL was all &lt;i&gt;Loungin'&lt;/i&gt;(playing) &amp; &lt;i&gt;Hey Lover&lt;/i&gt; -esque.&lt;br /&gt;-When Mariah stunned the world with her &lt;i&gt;Fantasy&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-When Blackstreet had their &lt;i&gt;No Diggity, no doubt, ooffffh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When there a question like this would be asked, "What's BSB?"&lt;br /&gt;-When Britney Spears was &lt;b&gt;who?!?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-When teen movies were non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;-When Jennifer Lopez was still doing what she really should.&lt;br /&gt;-When Janet Jackson had her &lt;i&gt;Now we're gonna have a good time...yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;/i&gt; goin' on.&lt;br /&gt;-When Joe's &lt;i&gt;All that I am&lt;/i&gt; and Boyz II Men's &lt;i&gt;End of the Road&lt;/i&gt; melted all the girls' hearts.&lt;br /&gt;-Wu-Tang Clan, Coolio &lt;i&gt;1, 2, 3, 4... Get your woman on the floor&lt;/i&gt;, Dangerous Minds, and the Skeelo &lt;i&gt;I wish I was a little bit Taller&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the side note... un-related to R&amp;B/hip hop music... the era was also the time of (reminisce):&lt;br /&gt;~No reality TV shows.&lt;br /&gt;~Sitcoms were our lives.&lt;br /&gt;~Young &amp; the Restless.&lt;br /&gt;~90210, Party of Five, Friends, Seinfield, Full House, Sweet Valley.&lt;br /&gt;~Teen heartthrobs: JTT, Devon Sawa, Andrew Keegan, cast from "Save by the Bell".&lt;br /&gt;~Marky Mark [&lt;i&gt;Mmm...&lt;/i&gt;], NKOTB, Madonna &lt;i&gt;Take a Bow&lt;/i&gt; were just passed.&lt;br /&gt;~Silverchair, Our Lady Peace, Killjoys, Smashing Pumpkins, Garbage, Nirvana, Sloan, Oasis, Moist, Marilyn Manson.&lt;br /&gt;~Good ol' elementary times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow when I was writing about how teeny bopper groups didn't exist back in &lt;u&gt;the&lt;/u&gt; era, I was reminded of the time when Mimi and I were in Florida... and it was 4am... we were watching this weird TV show on Disney about some pop group... and all of a sudden we made up an &lt;b&gt;Ultimate Band&lt;/b&gt;, which consist of (ready?):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Justin Timberlake, JC Chasez, Nick Lachey, Drew Lachey, Jeff Timmons, Jacob Underwood, Ashley Parker, Brian Littrell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, was there anyone else? I forgot. Nonetheless... you guys get the general point. Hm, Mark McGraw could've been a nice addition... =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;bgsound src="http://members.rogers.com/laos/Loungin.wma"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87913000?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87913000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87913000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87913000' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87697511</id><published>2003-01-19T18:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-21T16:24:21.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Two months+, sweetie!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee width=100&gt; &lt;i&gt;Underneath the Stars&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And BERT, You're SOOO HOOKED!!! ARE TOO!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87697511?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87697511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87697511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87697511' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87648458</id><published>2003-01-18T14:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-19T17:54:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a little controversial dispute over the &lt;i&gt;Chain Rule&lt;/i&gt; and the &lt;i&gt;Extended Product Rule&lt;/i&gt; that had almost screwed me over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to some of my peers, our beloved Fuoco has told us all that those two rules are in fact, the exact same thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I had personally been told before by a reliable source, and with the confirmation of my peer Shellen, that those two rules differ from one another.&lt;br /&gt;The product rule states that h'(x) = f'(x) + f'(x)g'(x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "extended product rule", as stated in the lesson, is NOT the same as what is universally known as the &lt;b&gt;extended power rule&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;extended power rule&lt;/b&gt; is a symmetric expression that extends the &lt;i&gt;Power rule&lt;/i&gt; for the product of two functions to three functions and beyond. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;b&gt;chain rule&lt;/b&gt;, also known as the &lt;i&gt;function rule&lt;/i&gt;, can &lt;b&gt;generally&lt;/b&gt; be viewed as the same as the &lt;b&gt;extended power rule&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; the "extended product rule".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the more &lt;i&gt;advanced&lt;/i&gt; of &lt;b&gt;chain rule&lt;/b&gt; can also be known as the &lt;b&gt;power of a function rule&lt;/b&gt;. Which states that if f(x) and g(x) are &lt;i&gt;continuous&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;differentiable&lt;/i&gt; functions, then the &lt;b&gt;composite function&lt;/b&gt; has a unique derviative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to the book, the composite function was not supposed to be incorporated with those extended product/power rules, but rather, the chain/function/power of a function rules - and they also involve the substitution of the &lt;i&gt;u&lt;/i&gt; variable (dy/dx = dy/du du/dx).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...which we didn't exactly learn in our D1P1 class. &lt;br /&gt;'Cause no one in our class seemed to have used the &lt;i&gt;u&lt;/i&gt; substitution format for the second limit question involving the cube root; but that wasn't exactly the chain rule either - just parts. We did, however, came up with a question to be used with the extended product/power rules; or should I say, the generalized, basic chain rule.&lt;br /&gt;Yuck. Talk about nerdiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87648458?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87648458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87648458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87648458' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87552064</id><published>2003-01-16T16:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-23T14:18:07.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://cdn.rsc02.net/ig.rsc02.net/responsysimages/chnl/Chance_NewYearsEmail/Chance_NewYearsEmail/newyears_header.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://cdn.rsc02.net/ig.rsc02.net/responsysimages/chnl/Chance_NewYearsEmail/Chance_NewYearsEmail/newyears_headline.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Five more to go... *numbness*&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Stop the yelling!!! &lt;br /&gt;asdf';lkgjh;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks see lai lai for your note too. Much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! "All I Have" with LL and J.Lo would have been so much better if SHE wasn't the one singing it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://aaliyah.com/vigil.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We &lt;i&gt;miss you&lt;/i&gt;, Aaliyah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bridge to this song has such a great effect on me... it's so beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87552064?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87552064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87552064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87552064' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87426270</id><published>2003-01-14T12:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-14T15:33:20.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that the pictures *peers down* are not for blackmail or humiliation purposes.&lt;br /&gt;I scanned two silly pics of myself (mostly) there too, since I've taken the liberty of scanning the one with helma solo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma see, don't worry yourself silly over, erm, what really comes down to being... nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Hm, I cleared up things for you too. Nice intentions gone sour... *sniff*&lt;br /&gt;I think I should be more mad at you for bonking me painfully over the head repeatedly and violently! Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;Abuse of the innocent for God's sake!!! Hehee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Mariah... pulls myself from going wayward everytime..&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; click to enlarge &lt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mariahdaily.com/gallery6/jingleri1.jpg" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mariahdaily.com/gallery6/jingleri2.jpg" height=100&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mariahdaily.com/gallery6/jingleri1.jpg" target"new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.mariahdaily.com/gallery6/jingleri1.jpg" height=100&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Steph just showed me this ultra-violent game - pushing a person off the stairs and gaining points for each damage created to the body.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhh... f. peach taking her stress out, eh? Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...what to talk about... I just read this (down) from a site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; you have a problem with me, then deal with me directly."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always believed in that statement. &lt;br /&gt;Constantly complain and whining to everyone else about issues would:&lt;br /&gt;1) Contribute the gossip. Evilness.&lt;br /&gt;2) Cause the whole issue to become exaggerated;and eventually, out of proportion.&lt;br /&gt;3) Shouldn't be doing that in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;4) Put yourself at fault at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;5) Can only make yourself madder&lt;br /&gt;6) Cause more accusations than there already are.&lt;br /&gt;7) Cause undue worry &amp; distress for yourself and others.&lt;br /&gt;8) Involving other people who shouldn't be in the business in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;9) Never solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87426270?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87426270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87426270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87426270' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87374538</id><published>2003-01-13T17:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T17:32:36.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got yesterday's entry *look down* to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was very worried. Extremely worried. The exam outlines don't look very pleasant. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehee... nonetheless I scanned some pics... more to come later.&lt;br /&gt;I just scanned the first three on the pile... here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Click on each thumbnail to enlarge...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE MY MITTENS SOOO MUCH!!! ~ma ma ma see&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0RwDhAqMWkkjWBp1A5140lXlP3e36U!FUnu4CRZwprL1Z**fARB!utVmzRB4xXmi5mp7rA6oLGJIzcSouWzgRBQ3whOwMh0wVOhiKEHbgE2g/maseemittens.jpg?dc=4675405273184425363" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sc.communities.msn.com/tn/BE/71/pscorner/7/77.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I was explaining *everything* to Kevvy whilst MunMun hides behind &lt;i&gt;the&lt;/i&gt; box...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0RADhAvYTxZkDsEgFJ3kAZxQbY0atK1BQPqmi!5G*nto!g9Y41wV33QZW*!dYbY91AVtXG6PCkamnk*mgK*gdumpK*g9EVLItw7nfBzDtiuk/m%26p%26k.jpg?dc=4675405273143909505" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sc.communities.msn.com/tn/BE/71/pscorner/7/75.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;See lai (lai)s laughing their heads off at we-all-know-what.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.msn.com/_Secure/0QgD8Al8T2nJLoshn*f926SWAnxFYy63*mZcjsYkh4UwumW3bxmDVwjijCItAny25R3TnJOlHBVlBLCk!Eo5UykUZQeSdA0SVJudAxBuuCIE/m%26p01.jpg?dc=4675405273158055855" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sc.communities.msn.com/tn/BE/71/pscorner/7/76.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87374538?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87374538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87374538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87374538' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87327449</id><published>2003-01-12T20:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-13T16:43:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had forgotten to blog about some events that had occurred last week...&lt;br /&gt;If anyone tries to make artificial dandruff on me again they will be strangled.&lt;br /&gt;I received a lil' package of a hershey hug &amp; kiss from Di.... aw, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;My ML keychain was stolen (for about half an hour) by the evil doings of Ang &amp; Leena! Grrr... plotting revenge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't do anything productive yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;It was almost like... there's so much things to do that I don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;I recieved four phone calls after I was pouting on about boredom and loneliness. &lt;br /&gt;But, hey, it balanced out... two girlfriends, two guy friends. &lt;br /&gt;So mucho gratitude for your concerns 'n care. It made up for my lack of nice phone conversations in such a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So sad... my thumbring has gone missing. (Apps, remember that time in Eaton's in B. Republic?) &lt;br /&gt;I haven't even ordered my grad ring yet... and all my friends' have already been arrived and some acquired.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping. Some serious shopping. &lt;br /&gt;I miss my Kevvy so much... school is evil, pure evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh... I remember those days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Rockin' the Sum41&lt;/i&gt; - http://pjamz.topcities.com/PMC02.jpg &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yeeeaaahhh&lt;/i&gt; - http://pjamz.topcities.com/PMC01.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87327449?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87327449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87327449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87327449' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87274211</id><published>2003-01-11T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-11T17:08:47.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#FF80C0&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo bored, yet I have so much to attend to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile through tears... somehow I've mastered that.&lt;br /&gt;Too many unsolved matters in my mind... insecurities... yet I've always been silent... been that way for too long...&lt;br /&gt;In my core, I know I've people that care about me... even someone like A. who tells me to vent to her anytime... (but I don't want to bother you!), and Appy that tells me not to bottle things up, and the rest of you that listen &amp; care... and I'm thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks F. Peach for being such a true sweetie for calling me... yikes...sorrie for keep ya waiting at the phone to finish with my stupid compy. Yeah, I dunno... Jus... glad you understand what I mean by &lt;i&gt;those reasons...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;- m i r a g e --&gt; in.my.daydreams says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure! ByeBye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BLAH guys its almost the 28!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEEKEAAAAAAA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait till OSF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://ae.speedera.net/Images/homepage/gender/wspring03_hp1_fashion1.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I won't be online for quite a while... sooo call me. G'luck to everyone with exams.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87274211?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87274211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87274211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87274211' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87249680</id><published>2003-01-10T23:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T23:05:34.993-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.alivar.com/brilliant/rari/simplybed.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to go zzz this whole past week...&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've got a chance, maybe I should take it. &lt;br /&gt;First, some obligations must be fulfilled for this dear bloggie of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did nothing in music. Testing was going on. &lt;br /&gt;We did nothing in English. Talked our way through it as usual.&lt;br /&gt;At lunch, Appy &amp; I come up with a great idea!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha... &lt;i&gt;"Guys, I'm gonna try the baked tomato today!"&lt;/i&gt; ~I need sleep!&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and took notes in Biology.&lt;br /&gt;We got back our tests (no comment), and talked through physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I left with See Lai Lai.&lt;br /&gt;Ewww... the path was so disgusting... full of gooey ma see!&lt;br /&gt;So we finally made it to Wendy's... &lt;b&gt;ours!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a brocolli 'n cheeseeeee baked potato and a frosty!&lt;br /&gt;Yuuummmmmmmyyyyyyy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;See Lai Lai ordered a bacon 'n cheeseeeee baked potato and a frosty!&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahah! Straw + Frosty = Bloop bloop!&lt;br /&gt;We had some nice talk &amp; laughs; then we left for home.&lt;br /&gt;And yes... I saw you walking see lai lai! Oooo... your roof! Sch-weet! =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I came home, I did nothing what-so-ever.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't study. Didn't do work. Didn't finish, or start, anything.&lt;br /&gt;Hehee... battle of looong AA guestbook entries to win Pauline's looove...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yes, see lai (lai) team must conquer all successes! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get clothes... I want to go shopping... I want!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just browsed some logo tops @ bebe.com:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;marquee direction=up&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/66796-wht-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/66875-wht-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/66231-chr-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/58648-bbp-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/60871-bbp-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/63673-blu-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/59973-bbp-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/66055-bbb-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/66796-wht-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/64286-chr-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.bebe.com/media/Images/Products/64283-chr-m.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/marquee&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87249680?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87249680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87249680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87249680' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87247920</id><published>2003-01-10T22:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T22:16:40.420-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Name: Pauline	&lt;br /&gt;2 Age: 17.5&lt;br /&gt;3. Birthdate: July 10/1985&lt;br /&gt;4. Zodiac sign: Cancer&lt;br /&gt;5. Height:  5'4"&lt;br /&gt;6. Weight: 105-110 lbs&lt;br /&gt;7. Hair color: Darkish Brown&lt;br /&gt;8. Eye color: Brown&lt;br /&gt;9. Male or female: Female&lt;br /&gt;10. Where were you born: HK, borned Canadian&lt;br /&gt;11. Where do you live now: Toronto&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you have glasses: Yes&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you have braces: Never had&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you like your name: Of course&lt;br /&gt;15. Who are your closest friends? Those whom I trust &amp; care about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you have a crush? I think I have some Nestea&lt;br /&gt;17. If so, who? &lt;br /&gt;18. Why do you like him/her? Soft drinks have genders! *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;19. How long have you had a crush on him/her? &lt;br /&gt;20. Were y'all friends before you liked him/her? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do you have a gf/bf? Yes&lt;br /&gt;22. If so, who? My &lt;i&gt;possessive&lt;/i&gt; Kevvy! =D&lt;br /&gt;23. When was the last time you saw each other? *sniff* Sooo long ago... *sob*&lt;br /&gt;24. How long have you been together? Almost two months&lt;br /&gt;25. How did you 2 meet? At Ten Ren's! (Hahaha) Through friends &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What would be your dream guy/girl? Erm...&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your dream date? Just something romantic and memorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~Favorites~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Tv show- Friends&lt;br /&gt;29. Radio station- Ranges from Flow 93.5FM to JazzFM&lt;br /&gt;30. Color- Pink, Indigo, Silver&lt;br /&gt;31. Animal- Chickies &amp; Dolphins &amp; Puppies &amp; Cubbies &amp; Baby animals&lt;br /&gt;32. State- California&lt;br /&gt;33. Country- I like a lot of 'em&lt;br /&gt;34. Meat- Dark&lt;br /&gt;35. Vegetable- Good for me&lt;br /&gt;36. Fruit- Mango/Grapefruit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Boy band- Boyz II Men &amp; 98 Degrees&lt;br /&gt;38. Guy singer- Joe/Brian McKnight/Others&lt;br /&gt;39. Girl singer- Do I even have to say? &lt;br /&gt;40. Girl band- Allure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Place to hang- Wonderland&lt;br /&gt;42. Store- Club Monaco/Banana Republic/AE&lt;br /&gt;43. Shoe brand- European&lt;br /&gt;44. Clothes brand- Donna Karan&lt;br /&gt;45. Cologne/perfume brand- J'adore/Oui/Ralph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Actor- Ryan Phillippe, Mark Wahlberg, Josh Hartnett, Orlando Bloom, etc.&lt;br /&gt;47. Actress- Reese Witherspoon, Sandra Bullock&lt;br /&gt;48. Computer game- Eh...&lt;br /&gt;49. Cd- R&amp;B/Rap/Heavy Rock/Jazz/Hip Hop/Soft Rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Girl name(s)- Mariah, Janet, Pauline (haha), etc. [Ohhh yes! And Mondi, MunMun! Hee]&lt;br /&gt;51. Boy name(s)- Ryan, Gordon, Tommy, Christopher, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~dislikes~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. Tv show- Anything boring&lt;br /&gt;53. Radio station- Anything annoying/boring&lt;br /&gt;54. Color- Neon colours&lt;br /&gt;55. Animal- I just dislike insects&lt;br /&gt;56. State- Um...&lt;br /&gt;57. Country- Um...&lt;br /&gt;58. Meat- Dry, hard white meat &lt;br /&gt;59. Vegetable- Chinese parsley&lt;br /&gt;60. Fruit- That stinkin' green fruit&lt;br /&gt;61. Boy band- Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;62. Guy singer- Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;63. Girl singer- Macy Gray &amp; J.Lo&lt;br /&gt;64. Girl band- Those nasty poppy ones (forgot all their names)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Place to hang- In a Chinese Supermarket&lt;br /&gt;66. Store- A Chinese supermarket&lt;br /&gt;67. Shoe brand- Candies or whatever they're called&lt;br /&gt;68. Clothes brand- Those poppy, plastic, furry brands&lt;br /&gt;69. Cologne/perfume brand- Anything that makes me nauseous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Actor- Shabby ones&lt;br /&gt;71. Actress- Untalented ones&lt;br /&gt;72. Computer game- Boring ones&lt;br /&gt;73. CD- Annoying ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Girl name(s)- Those that sound really annoying &amp; nosey (...-na, ...-a), and those that sound... masculine&lt;br /&gt;75. Boy name(s)- Those that just don't sound good to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;~this or that~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Cd or radio- CD's quality is better&lt;br /&gt;77. Waterbed or plain mattress- A Comfortable and healthy-for-my-back one&lt;br /&gt;78. Car or bike- Car&lt;br /&gt;79. Shoes or sandals- Doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;80. Computer or tv- TV for watching TV; Computer for everything else&lt;br /&gt;81. E-mail or snail mail- Snail mail is definitely more personal; E-mail is efficient&lt;br /&gt;82. Loud or quiet- Quiet/Nice sounds&lt;br /&gt;83. Comedy or horror- Comedy&lt;br /&gt;84. Phone or internet- Phone&lt;br /&gt;85. Prep or none prep- &lt;br /&gt;86. Walk or run- Walk is nice with a close friend, run is for excercising/chasing&lt;br /&gt;87. Sports or school- Sports! SPORTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;88. Summer or winter- Summer&lt;br /&gt;89. Spring or fall- Fall&lt;br /&gt;90. Playstaion 2 or dreamcast- Uhm...&lt;br /&gt;91. Playstation or nintendo 64- Erm...&lt;br /&gt;92. Capture the flag or ghost in the graveyard- I have never played ghost in the graveyard before&lt;br /&gt;93. Money or love- Love&lt;br /&gt;94. Rap or rock- Both&lt;br /&gt;95. Green or blue- Blue&lt;br /&gt;96. Strawberrys or banannas- Strawberries&lt;br /&gt;97. Meat or salads- Dark meat &amp; Caesar Salad&lt;br /&gt;98. Halloween or christmas- Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;99. Freddy prinze jr. Or ryan phillippe- Ryan Philippe&lt;br /&gt;100. Sarah michelle geller or jennifer love hewwitt- Love Hewitt&lt;br /&gt;101. Nsync or creed- N'Sync&lt;br /&gt;102. Spice girls or backstreet boys- BSB&lt;br /&gt;103. The moffatts or the beatles- Beatles&lt;br /&gt;104. There's something about mary or american pie: There's Something About Mary&lt;br /&gt;105. Night at the roxbury or here on earth: I saw neither&lt;br /&gt;106. Scream or i know what you did last summer: I Know What You Did Last Summer (just for the actors)&lt;br /&gt;107. Crest or colgate: I think I'm using Colgate currently... both&lt;br /&gt;108. Peanut butter or jelly: Peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;109. Big REd or Winterfresh: Winterfresh&lt;br /&gt;110. Skittles or m&amp;m's: M&amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;111. Tootsie roll or snicker: Snicker!&lt;br /&gt;112. Pop or water: Water is good for you&lt;br /&gt;113. Tea or milk: Both&lt;br /&gt;114. Ocean or lakes: Ocean&lt;br /&gt;115. Horses or cows: Horses &lt;br /&gt;116. Cats or dogs: Dogs&lt;br /&gt;117. Sisters or brothers: I wouldn't know! LOL&lt;br /&gt;118. Trailors or houses: Houses&lt;br /&gt;119. Smoking or drinking: Drinking&lt;br /&gt;120. Black or white: Both&lt;br /&gt;121. Red or white: Ehhh...&lt;br /&gt;122. Orange or purple: Purple&lt;br /&gt;123. Night or day: Both&lt;br /&gt;124. Light or dark: Both&lt;br /&gt;125. T.V. Or movie: Both&lt;br /&gt;127. Board games or computer games: Both&lt;br /&gt;128. Pen or pencil: Pen&lt;br /&gt;129. Pool or ocean: Ocean&lt;br /&gt;130. Coke or pepsi: Coca Cola Classic&lt;br /&gt;131. Mr. Pibb or orange soda: Mr. Pibb? Never tried...&lt;br /&gt;132. Chocolate or vanilla: Both&lt;br /&gt;133. Family or friends: Both&lt;br /&gt;134. Writing or typing: Both&lt;br /&gt;135. Camping or staying in a hotel: Hotel (has a clean washroom)&lt;br /&gt;136. Short or long term relationship: Long term&lt;br /&gt;137. Short or long term friendship: Long term&lt;br /&gt;138. Icecream or cake: Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;140. Truck or van: Van&lt;br /&gt;141. Mountains or the beach: Beach&lt;br /&gt;142. Tennis shoes or boots: Tennis Shoes&lt;br /&gt;143. Boots or sandals: Both&lt;br /&gt;144. Shorts or jeans: Jeans&lt;br /&gt;145. T-shirts or sweat shirts: Hoodies&lt;br /&gt;146. Hotdogs or hamburgers: Hotdogs &lt;br /&gt;147. Steak or chicken: Steak&lt;br /&gt;148. Mcdonalds or burger king: Mcdonalds&lt;br /&gt;149. Taco bell or kfc: KFC&lt;br /&gt;150. Papa john's or pizza hut: Pizza Hut&lt;br /&gt;151. Checkers or arby's: Arby's&lt;br /&gt;152. Wal- mart or kmart: Wal-mart&lt;br /&gt;153. School or job: Career&lt;br /&gt;154. Home or school: school&lt;br /&gt;155. Church or home: Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;156. Do you like french fries: YES!&lt;br /&gt;157. What's yor favorite letter in the alphabet: P &amp; M (Such a coincidence, Mun)&lt;br /&gt;158. What's your favorite number: 3 &amp; 5&lt;br /&gt;159. Do you like salad: Yes!&lt;br /&gt;160. Do you like fish: Salmon...&lt;br /&gt;161. Do you like shrimp: Not really! I like certain dishes.&lt;br /&gt;162. What's your favortie resturant: Milestone's, Sotto Sotto, OSF, etc.&lt;br /&gt;163. Do you like school lunches: No way&lt;br /&gt;164. Do you change your underwear everyday: Er, of course&lt;br /&gt;165. Do you like coke: Sure&lt;br /&gt;166. Do you have clothes on right now: Sexy PJ's!&lt;br /&gt;167. Are you a druggie: Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;168. Do you like purple monkies with green ears: Monkies?! Monks?!?&lt;br /&gt;169. Have you seen toy story: Yes&lt;br /&gt;170. Have you seen toy story 2: Yes&lt;br /&gt;171. Do you like candy: As long as it's not too much, too sweet&lt;br /&gt;172. Do you like bacon: Yes&lt;br /&gt;173. What do you put on your baked potatoes: LOL! Talk about Wendy's!!!&lt;br /&gt;174. Do you like cheese: Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87247920?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87247920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87247920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87247920' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87242971</id><published>2003-01-10T19:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-10T19:49:14.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=silver&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;January 9th, 2003&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after I cried for help on mun mun's voice msg box (about MJ), I suddenly got this really great see lai (lai) idea! &lt;br /&gt;*ding*!!! Muahahaaha... just a preview of &lt;i&gt;bringin' it on&lt;/i&gt;, ma ma ma see! I know you can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;Ma ma ma see said that I had "a twinkle in my eye after phoning". *twinkle twinkle little star!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lacking any inspiration for English. I literally have nothing in my head I would like to put in words for this assignment.&lt;br /&gt;At least tomorrow's the end of a school week.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and today MSN was going crazy on us. (Esp. on ding ding... plus ICQ! Poor you. On. Off. On. Off.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87242971?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87242971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87242971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87242971' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87134052</id><published>2003-01-08T17:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-09T01:28:35.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#888FB3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is insane. I need to sleep, but I can't afford that... 'cause I haven't been going at it before.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated at, well, myself. Damn me. Concentrate!&lt;br /&gt;Heh... I feel so annoyed at myself.... I'm so annoying (to myself)!!! Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't even know why... Sakura... I know what you mean... that's how I'm feelin'... &lt;br /&gt;I got home... and as the night passed on, I became more and more grumpy (prob at myself).&lt;br /&gt;I am truly feeling &lt;i&gt;stress&lt;/i&gt;... I never really did until now.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I feel like I'm blanking out on everything and helplessly watching myself slip &amp; slide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GET CRACKIN'!!!&lt;/b&gt; --&gt; Thanks for this, A., I really need that motivation at times like this.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm looking forward to is... a fun event (mun mun would know what it is... we're both waiting for it...hee)&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't life just be blissful if I could just look pleasantly forward to my 7 exams?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate all my teachers! They either can't teach, or can't mark, or just plain retarded.&lt;br /&gt;The only class I enjoy muchos is biology. Mussie is the best!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a sudden crave for loong &amp; nice guestbook entries on AA. &lt;br /&gt;(I'm not addicted. It's a sudden rush of feeling that I got.)&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's because I see all these lovely long interesting entries in other poeple's GB's. &lt;br /&gt;Nah. It's not exactly because of that either... Whateves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I'm thinking of Alanis Morissette's song, "Ironic". I liked her better in her 'Jagged Little Pill' days.&lt;br /&gt;"It's like ten thousand spoons... and all you need is a knife. You meet the man of your dreams... and meet his beautiful wife..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This name definition is actually mostly true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pauline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Your name of Pauline contains many fine qualities: musical and artistic ability, good business judgment, sense of humour, and a sense of responsibility for the welfare of others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This makes you warm-hearted and understanding in your response to the needs and interests of those around you. You are always ready to help those in less fortunate circumstances. You can often often ignore those people who regard you as interfering, instead of wasting your time on them, because you are really one of the most sincere, trustworthy, and loyal friends anyone can ask for. You are fond of pleasant surprises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A weakness lies in the fact that you are deeply affected through your feeling for others and could suffer through worry and disturbed thoughts over matters that you can do nothing about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you have an appreciation for the finer things of life and could be successful along inspirational as well as business or professional lines of endeavour, there is a tendency to become involved in the needs and interests of others to the detriment of your own progress. &lt;br /&gt;Home and family are important to you and you desire to establish a settled home environment where you can enjoy the congenial companionship of friends and family. Mental tension could result through worrying too much over your problems or the problems of others, with an adverse effect on your nervous system. &lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;By the way, for the report on a prank the see lai (lai) team pulled off today... go on see lai lai's blog.&lt;/i&gt; =Þ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87134052?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87134052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87134052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87134052' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3175248.post-87093459</id><published>2003-01-07T22:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T22:55:00.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=1 color=#C095C6&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to some music and trying to find those damn poems.&lt;br /&gt;After hearing a J Lo song on the radio and then coming here to edit my bloggie... &lt;br /&gt;...I've realized that Mariah's voice greatly relaxed my tension, created by the prior singer's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is worse, in terms of classes, than yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Calc... we didn't expect her there. She wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;Spare... Janis and I roamed from Calc to the junior caf to the senior caf as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Then we "did work". As usual, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;Philly... notes. More notes. Then I was called to Guidance. After that, more than more notes.&lt;br /&gt;Spare... realized I didn't pack my lunch today. Wasted 3 whole dollars on shit.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry... don't want to talk about it. Counting down to the bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I also got out of philly for a short period just to say hi to see lai lai, who was also in class... &lt;br /&gt;Only to catch her red-handed writing &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;! *gasp*&lt;br /&gt;Bad see lai lai!!! But that's just sooo what the see lai (lai) team is all about! *grin* &lt;b&gt;We'll bring it on!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;m i r a g e says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember our VB days?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*r L   r o m a n c e* says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEFINITELY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*r L   r o m a n c e* says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shivers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;m i r a g e says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does *shiver* even come close to describe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*r L   r o m a n c e* says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm always in a dreamy daze when I listen to this song (playing).&lt;br /&gt;It somehow brings out my poetic flair, reflective, and daydreaming nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A., are you back from the Carribean yet? If so, how was it? Tell me all about it! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3175248-87093459?l=billiefrank.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87093459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3175248/posts/default/87093459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://billiefrank.blogspot.com/2003_01_01_archive.html#87093459' title=''/><author><name>Pauline</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07033228652338591933</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
