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  <title>Asian Sensation</title>
  <subtitle>by Terry Nguyen</subtitle>
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  <updated>2006-09-12T04:58:00Z</updated>
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    <title>Burger King 911 Call</title>
    <published>2006-09-12T04:58:00Z</published>
    <updated>2006-09-12T04:58:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Out the Back -  Fort Minor</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I was reading through the TWW(The wolf web) forums and there was this one phone call that crack me up. I can not believe that this women needed to call the police. There are many stupid ppl in this world and she got to be in at least in the top ten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2JT6Rw1_rY"&gt;www.youtube.com/watch?v=f2JT6Rw1_rY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:terryn85:11165</id>
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    <title>Living my Last Days</title>
    <published>2006-05-08T20:41:22Z</published>
    <updated>2006-05-08T20:41:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Numb - Linkin Park</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Final Thoughts of my Last Days"&gt;This week will be the last days i will ever come here to UNC Charlotte. I feel like a burden has been lifted and nothing can stop me from being free.&amp;nbsp; This school year (2005-2006) has been my worst school year ever in my entire life.&amp;nbsp; I realized that you can trust anyone, but you can't trust the devil inside them (yes, I took this from the movie, "The Italian Job", but its a good quote that I like).&amp;nbsp; This school year has made me really lonely and realized that being independent has its consequences. I realized this from last year, but I had better roommates. The roommates this year just kill the good mood in this apt.&amp;nbsp; So living with the bastard roommates for 6 to 7 months, got me thinking alot these past few days. I thought about if my friends back in Cary will ever do this to me. I thought this a lot and I really dont want that. For those who know me well, I really dont want to cause any bad tension between friends. Im like the last guy who would want to be an asshole or jackass to anyone. I realized that I can be an annoyance, but those all fun and games there. I dont really seriously say such words unless someone does something me. In the case, my roommates were friends in August 2005. I knew them from a friend to a friend, I then enjoy cookin dinners and having fun with them playing xbox, hanging out, the usual typical guy friends would do, then jealous and anger about a big fight about a girl and I told her about whats goin on and I left her to decide. I told them whats goin with her and she never answer. Instead she fell for someone else and this tension was still goin on. So they put all blame on me for I think screwing up any chance my roommates to be with her. I was furious and i went all out. This never happens and I always treat people the way I want to be treated. I did nothing wrong and they blame everything on me. But for all those who were there can truly know what went on. So I am only giving my side of the story. I dont want to tell you that Im always right, its just that I want to you all to know what happen and how I feel in my point of view. I never apoloize to them at all still this day and I will never will to them. I tried making amens and try to make this place what was it back again, but they replied back with a simple no and it will be the same. I feel like i was betrayed and left out. I am a guy that wants to be a friend than enemy. People been pushin me all my life and I feel like this year has pushed me to the limit where loneliness was at its peak in my life. I felt the real loneliness living with them and now this week I will be liberated of this living area. As I leave this week out of UNC Charlotte, I will leave this place a past life of hatred and pain. I will leave this place a better person and I will always remember this experience till I die. I want to enter my new college, NCSU, as a new man and a new college life closer to my good friends and my best friend, Charlie, who has been there for me every time I need him. Charlie, if you reading this, all i can say thank you, thank you. If you werent there, there no possible way i would've survived this life in charlotte. Charlie, my best friend, you were the guy I needed, and I glad to say that you are like a brother to me. Growing up, i never realized this will ever happened to me. I never had the fear of being alone but when I was growing,&amp;nbsp; I always fear that nobody ever like me and that was the reason why I was very shy and quiet. This experience also show me what people can really do to me and how they will always have a grudge against me. The only things I regret leaving charlotte is the only friends I ever had since Freshmen year (not my roommates, of course) that I always enjoyed playing late night poker. They have also supportted me. The girls above me also on my side and understand the stuff I been through. They are good to me and I will miss them.&amp;nbsp; Kathryn, if you're reading this, all i can is have fun at UNCC and enjoy your time there, b/c mine went downhill this year. Seeing you and being with you this year and last year was all fun and I enjoy every minute. I wish you the best and hopefully we'll see each again next year when i am at NCSU. I will see you this thursday and thank you for letting me stay at your place.&amp;nbsp; I told my brothers and my parents about the situation with my roommates and they are always on my side and they say that life will hit like that no matter what and we're always unprepared for it.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I say to my roommates, a girl has a right to be with anyone they chose to be, you dont. I did nothing wrong and I dont want you to ever, ever talk, hangout, or call me ever. If i see you, i will ignore you. You all made my life a living hell and I hope to never ever see you again.&amp;nbsp; My final thought for this entry is that I'm glad people out there are good to me and leaving this place will be a big part of my life. I know now that people have their grudges and people will not let go b/c it hits them hard and they hate you for that. I never had any grudges against anyone at all till they made it a big mess. To all those reading this entry, I want to say I will try to be a better person and I will try not to have this kind of drama ever again.&amp;nbsp; I want to say thank you for those who supported me on this event. I will be coming back to cary this sat. So for next school year, NCSU here I come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Wedding</title>
    <published>2006-04-05T05:38:48Z</published>
    <updated>2006-04-05T05:38:48Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Pts.Of.Athrty - Linkin Park</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Im still contemplating on what to do to my roommates, but I cant decide what to do. I am up for any ideas to get even with my roommates from anyone.&amp;nbsp; &amp;gt;).... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My older brother, Thomas, will be getting married in the Vietnamese tradition on Saturday and the American tradition on Sunday.&amp;nbsp; Its like two weddings at once :). Im happy for my brother and that he is doing great with his life.&amp;nbsp; My future sister-in-law is a good women and I give my respect for her to marry my older brother. I already feel that she is a part of my family. The Vietnamese ceremony will be held in my house, so Aras, be careful when you drive on Connemara Dr. Warning: There will be a lot of cars.&amp;nbsp; I will be the groomsman on Sunday ceremony but its gonna be in Briar Creek, so Im excited to be in the wedding. I dont know if i can bring a date or not, so im sorry ladies :(&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So i will leave on Fri, and wont leave till early morning on Mon&amp;nbsp; (my parents want me to stay in cary on sunday for the whole wedding).&amp;nbsp; I highly doubt I be free on any day this weekend.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things seems to be better for now, but I dont know if anything bad will happen to me.&amp;nbsp; I dont know what is goin on with my life, but sometimes I feel when good things happen to me, bad things tend to crawl back and hit me worse than before. I think its Murphy's Law that hits me really bad, but I dont know.</content>
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    <title>terryn85 @ 2006-02-26T00:35:00</title>
    <published>2006-02-26T05:47:11Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-19T06:52:07Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Better Days - Goo Goo Dolls</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="3"&gt;My spring break starts from March 4-12. I realize spring break is coming up and wanted to know if anyone wants to do something interesting.I really am up for anything. I wanted to plan early instead of waiting to ask the last minute. I have no plans right now, but I was thinking of a road trip for one weekend to somewhere close. This is just up in the air. I am up for any ideas. Right now this is what i have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;
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    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Road Trip&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Golf&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Movie&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Beach&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Carowinds&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Kings Dominion&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;, Other Amusement Parks (sry i dont remember all the names)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Lasertag &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Paintball&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
    &lt;li&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Parties (i haven't got drunk in a long while, so i feel like gettin pastered soon)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;If anyone have already made plans during their spring break, then I understand. But for me, i like to do something interesting this coming spring break.&amp;nbsp; So i like to ask everyone if you all want to get together during spring break and go wild lol...so leave a comment for any ideas or plans u want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Man, im easily persuaded from peer pressure</title>
    <published>2006-02-14T07:07:05Z</published>
    <updated>2006-03-19T06:51:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a href="http://kevan.org/johari?name=terryn85"&gt;http://kevan.org/johari?name=terryn85&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>Old, yet Great Song...</title>
    <published>2006-01-27T04:47:20Z</published>
    <updated>2006-01-27T04:57:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today, I read Charlie's entry about the old song he hadn't heard since middle school. So after i finished my classes for the day. I went back to my apt. and wanted to listen to my ipod, and while i was looking for a song, I saw one that I haven't heard since i was in freshmen in high school.&amp;nbsp; This song crack me up. Once you see what this is, then you'll probably know why. Well anyways, just wanted to say this, and now i am high on caffeine and gotta study for my organic chem. test tomorrow, and hope that i can pass it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Asian Pride, "Got Rice"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It's the AZN Nigga fuck the rest&lt;br&gt;
Dallas to New York Jigga we're the best&lt;br&gt;
Vietnam to Japan to Mongolia&lt;br&gt;
Philippines to Taiwan to Cambodia&lt;br&gt;
Korea Ah Ah&lt;br&gt;
Home town China who you got Huh&lt;br&gt;
You got shit Nigga feel the Size&lt;br&gt;
It's the AZN better recognize&lt;br&gt;
Got rice bitch, got rice&lt;br&gt;
Got food, got soup, got spice&lt;br&gt;
Got brainz like us, got skillz like us&lt;br&gt;
Got carz, got clothz, got girlz like us&lt;br&gt;
Whats sup we the shit we kill yall foolz&lt;br&gt;
We got money in the banks from our family jewelz&lt;br&gt;
Can we help it if we rain and corrupt the schoolz&lt;br&gt;
It don't matta fuck the law shit we break the rules&lt;br&gt;
We jack carz fuck games yo we got the toolz&lt;br&gt;
Hoop it up break it down then we go shoot some pool&lt;br&gt;
Fuck with me you fuck with all of us don't think its kool&lt;br&gt;
1 on 1 fuck that it's 3 on 1, no duels&lt;br&gt;
Got rice bitch, got rice&lt;br&gt;
Anything you can show that's nice&lt;br&gt;
Got cats, got roots, got dogs like us&lt;br&gt;
Fuck no, hell no your white you'll never be like us&lt;br&gt;
Take off your shoes when you enter please&lt;br&gt;
Or crawl around on the floor on with your fucken knees&lt;br&gt;
Don't mind that smell you'll get used to it&lt;br&gt;
Mothballs, Fry squid, and that Buddha shit&lt;br&gt;
What the hell is that, You think I don't see&lt;br&gt;
No forks in the house, chopsticks only&lt;br&gt;
Have a taste Don't be scared to try the lemon tea&lt;br&gt;
You don't want to thats alright try the fuck home weed&lt;br&gt;
Got rice bitch, got rice&lt;br&gt;
Got luck anytime you roll the dice&lt;br&gt;
Your luck is bad unless you run and hide&lt;br&gt;
Cause we're thugs for life baby Asian Pride!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Stolen from numerous ppl (means im too lazy to list them)</title>
    <published>2005-11-18T00:41:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-18T00:41:00Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fool to Think - Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Two Names You Go By&lt;br /&gt;1. Terry&lt;br /&gt;2. WMD and PODAD(if u want to know what they mean, just ask Charlie M.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Parts of Your Heritage&lt;br /&gt;1. Vietnamese&lt;br /&gt;2. Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things That Scare You&lt;br /&gt;1. Snakes&lt;br /&gt;2. Heights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of Your Everyday Essentials&lt;br /&gt;1. Wallet&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Are Wearing Right Now&lt;br /&gt;1. Watch&lt;br /&gt;2. Glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of Your Favorite Bands or Musical Artists (at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;1. Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;2. Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of Your Favorite Songs (at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;1. "Fool to Think" - Dave Matthews Band&lt;br /&gt;2. "Stand Up" - Trapt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Want in a Relationship (other than Real Love)&lt;br /&gt;1. Humor&lt;br /&gt;2. Honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Truths&lt;br /&gt;1. I have a Lexus.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am a gamer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Physical Things that Appeal to You&lt;br /&gt;1. Body&lt;br /&gt;2. Face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of Your Favorite Hobbies&lt;br /&gt;1. playing video games&lt;br /&gt;2. listening to music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Want Really Badly&lt;br /&gt;1. A new computer&lt;br /&gt;2. Xbox 360&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Places You Want To Go On Vacation&lt;br /&gt;1. Carribean Islands&lt;br /&gt;2. Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Want to Do Before You Die&lt;br /&gt;1. get married &lt;br /&gt;2. try to be succussful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Ways That You Are Stereotypically a Chick (if you're a girl) or a Guy (if you're a guy)&lt;br /&gt;1. I play alot video games.&lt;br /&gt;2. I am a nice guy...i dont know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Things You Are Thinking About Now&lt;br /&gt;1. I need a new computer.&lt;br /&gt;2. crap, i got class tomorrow at 9am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two Stores You Shop At&lt;br /&gt;1. Pac Sun&lt;br /&gt;2. Old Navy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two People You Would Like To See Take This Quiz&lt;br /&gt;1. Charlie M.&lt;br /&gt;2. Charlie D.</content>
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    <title>Stolen from Charlie, who stole from Kathryn, etc...</title>
    <published>2005-11-08T04:50:44Z</published>
    <updated>2005-11-08T04:50:44Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Fool to Think - Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad. I promise not to come after you with a sharp scythe, either way. When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.</content>
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    <title> How much of a geek are you?</title>
    <published>2005-09-29T06:10:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-29T06:11:16Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Wow, this is new and interesting...i seen these before, but never on a
news site like BBC. I found this site from a friend of mine here in
Charlotte. This site has a survey that determines how much of a geek u
are. This survey is very short with only 10 questions. I got all 10
right, so i am a total geek in their standards...oh well, i least i
feel smart that i got all of them right.&amp;nbsp; Take the survey and see
if u can get all of them.&lt;br&gt;
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http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/4287006.stm&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;font size="3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I got 10 right!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="3"&gt;Excellent, I have the makings of a proper propeller head. (LOL)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Pussy Power</title>
    <published>2005-09-18T06:33:59Z</published>
    <updated>2005-09-18T06:33:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Pussy Power - [Technology]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A German inventor has come up with the technology that will power your car on fuel derived from dead cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christian Koch, 55, has angered animal rights people with his alternative fuel which is made from a secret recipe of garbage, mashed-up moggies, and other ingredients.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that his normal diesel-powered car has clocked 170,000 kilometres (106,000 miles) on pussy power without any major catastrophe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His company "Alphakat GmbH", says his patented "KDV 500" machine can produce "bio-diesel" fuel at about 23 euro cents (30 cents) a litre, which is about one-fifth the price at petrol stations now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes 20 dead cats added to the mix to produce enough fuel to fill up a 50-litre (11 gallon) tank. We're just one step closer to Mr. Fusion, the same technology used in the movie "Back to the Future".</content>
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    <title>Darkest Times of My Life</title>
    <published>2005-07-12T03:53:33Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-12T03:53:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">These past few days have been the worse days of my life. After the incident i did that day when i was really brokedown, it became even worse as time progress.  On the night of July 5, my dad received news about my ill grandmother that she was in a coma and in critical conditions. My dad told me later and I immediately packed enough stuff to go up to Indiana.  My older brother, Thomas, came over my place and left at around 11:00pm that night.  It was a 10-hour drive and i slept most of the way.   Once we got to my grandmother's place, My dad, my older bro, and I ran to see my grandmother.  It was around 11:00am on Weds, July 6.  She was in bad shape and still in the coma.  It was a sight that i would never see.  It was so painful to see her in that condition.  I tried to talk to her as much as i can so that she can see me and my family.  We did that for 30 mins. She open her eyes and saw me and my family but did not talk or respond afterwards.  She was put into a breathing incubator for the oxygen she needed in her coma.  I left the room and saw my family members from Canada.  They have changed since i saw them 10 years ago.  They were great and polite to me.  I then felt really bad for her and just lay down on the couch thinking and what would happen next. It was 7:00pm and i was really tired and began to fall asleep.  It was then around 11:58pm...my grandmother past away in her bed.  &lt;br /&gt;My mom rush in and woke me and told me that grandma died. I was heartbroken and i ran as fast as I could to see her. Once i was there, she was gone.  It was at that moment that struck me hard and it was the sadest moment.  But the most worse moment is that my younger brother, Teddy, was not there before she past away. Teddy was still in school and taking a final for his class. He arrived to grandma's place the next day. My mom brokedown and cried nonstop for her. I then pray to her and lit some cradles to show her respect.  It was a hard moment to see her.  I left the room to let my uncles and aunts pray to her.  My mom then told me to go to sleep. I went back to bed and woke up the next morning. It was around 9:00am and my mom and dad, my older bro, and me gather together to pray and say our goodbyes before she was taken away to the funeral home.  It was hard to see her because she stuffed into a bag and strecher as they put her in the vehicle.  Later in the time, my whole family gathered at the funeral home to see her as the prepartions were starting. I saw her as she was laying down in the casket. I was then later notified that i was the ballbearer for the funeral service. It was an honor to take her body to the hearst and to the grave. My three cousins, my two brothers, and I were the ballbearers for the funeral service. The service was held on Sat, July 9. it was day where i would never dream of. I saw her one more time before the casket closed. It was tough and i, yet again, brokedown and cried for a long period of time.  I then was in position to hold the casket to the hearst and it was heavy.  We had a police escort to the graveyard which was the most honorable gesture for my family to have on this sad day.  When arriving to the grave site, we then pull the casket out and place it down on a stand. Before we sent her into the grave, Buddist monks were there to give the memorable service. I was glad about that and we then prayed more for her.  We then sent her into her grave and i let go of her one last time.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still in Indiana praying to her and trying to see her as much i can before i come back to NC.  I will be back on Weds, July 13. I be back then and I will try to be stronger as time progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R.I.P. 7/06/2005&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother</content>
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    <title>Good Day, Bad Night</title>
    <published>2005-07-02T05:55:49Z</published>
    <updated>2005-07-02T05:55:49Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today I was alright and really feelin good. But at the end it was a bad
night for me.&amp;nbsp; It was a bright, sunny day where last night, June
30, that friends of mine from Charlotte were comin to Cary to visit
me.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I was really glad and happy when they said that to
me.&amp;nbsp; It was something special that someone visit me from
Charlotte. They had trouble first but they eventully found my
house.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This was the first time that i met these friends.
When they arrived, they greeted me and i invited them inside. We rest
for a while and then left to Southpoint Mall. It was fun and it was
great knowing the friends and eventully had a good time.&amp;nbsp; After
shopping, they had to leave to Charlotte and i said my goodbyes to
them.&amp;nbsp; Thank you Anh and the rest of them for coming, i
appreicated the company.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I will be back in Charlotte in
August. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
All went well for the day. I wasn't hungry for dinner, so i skip
it.&amp;nbsp; I then got a call from my best friend, Charlie, and he
invited me to go watch the movie, "War of the Worlds". Charlie picked
me up and we headed to the theaters. Charlie, Jen, John, Curtis and his
bro, and I were there. We all gathered together first and then headed
inside. It was a great movie. I give it 3 out 5 stars. It had great
graphics and good storyline. the only problem i had was I just didn't
like the ending.&amp;nbsp; Tom Cruise was perfect for this movie and he was
fantasic. &lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
As the movie ended, my friends and I headed outside and we all stop and
we talk b4 we all left.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; John ,Curtis, and Curtis's bro was
sitting down and Jen, Charlie and were standing. It was fairly alright,
we all talked about the movie and then suddenly,
when I mentioned about heading to Indiana the week after next, i just
felt really sad and depressed inside my mind. I was about to breakdown.
I moved over to the side and i became depressed.&amp;nbsp; No one saw me at
first for a few minutes, and then Charlie ask if i was alright. I told
him no. It was a pain inside my mind.&amp;nbsp; I sat down and just cover
my face.&amp;nbsp; I then told my friends there about what going on.&amp;nbsp;
It was hard to say it.&amp;nbsp; I said the news about my grandmother and
the condition that she is in.&amp;nbsp; I just broke down. I couldn't hold
it together.&amp;nbsp; Later my friends gave me some support and telling me
how sorry they were. I thank them for doing that and i appreicated
alot.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i brokedown, and i felt really bad. I wish she had
more time, but she doesn't. I felt a lil better after i broke down for
10 mins. then i see John layin down on the ground. He looked bad and i
wanted to see whats happening to him. Then charlie told me about his
problem. he was suffering from his migrane. it's a bad one and it was
hurting him bad. The lights from the light poles were hurting him.We
pulled him up and i handed my sunglasses to him to protect his eyes. He
took him into Charlie's car and drove him back to his place. We then
helped him up to his place and said our goodbyes to him. After that,
Charlie was driving me back home and we both talked about our bad
times. I am glad that he helped me be better, if it was for him, i
wouldn't be what i am today. Thank you Charlie. He took me back and i
said my goodbyes to him.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;I be leaving to Indiana two weeks from now. I will see one more
time, and then i don't know whats going to happen next.&amp;nbsp; I thank
those who comfort me and helped me tonight...it was hard to say it, but
thank you. I need to get some sleep soon. I will be better tomorrow.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>My Slanguage Profile</title>
    <published>2005-06-26T03:25:38Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-26T03:25:38Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ants Marching - Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 12pt;" width="250" align="center" border="1" bordercolor="black" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your Slanguage Profile&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D1D1D1"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New England Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#D6D6D6"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Victorian Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 50%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DBDBDB"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aussie Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DFDFDF"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;British Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E4E4E4"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Canadian Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E9E9E9"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Prison Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 25%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Southern Slang&lt;/strong&gt;: 0%&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatslanguagedoyouspeakquiz/"&gt;What Slanguage Do You Speak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>25 Facts about Women</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T16:44:02Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-20T16:44:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>So Much To Say - Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;I was just browsing the internet and one
of my friends just sent me this email. It is hiliarious and I could not
believe it but some are actully true.&amp;nbsp; Here is the email:&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25 Facts about Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
1) Women love to shop. It is the one area
of the world where they feel like they're actually in control.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;2) Women especially love a bargain. The
question of "need" is irrelevant, so don't bother pointing it out. Anything
on sale is fair game.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;3) Women "never" have anything to wear.
Don't question the racks of clothes in the closet; you "just don't understand".&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;4) Women need to cry. And they won't do
it alone unless they know you can hear them.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;5) Women will always ask questions that
have no right answer, in an effort to trap you into feeling guilty.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;6) Women love to talk. Silence intimidates
them and they feel a need to fill it, even if they have nothing to say.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;7) Women need to feel like there are people
worse off than they are. That's why soap operas and Oprah Winfrey-type
shows are so successful.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;8) Women don't need sex as often as men
do. This is because sex is more physical for men and more emotional for
women. Just knowing that the man wants to have sex with them fulfills the
emotional need.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;9) Women hate bugs. Even the strong-willed
ones need a man around when there's a spider or a wasp involved.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;10) Women can't keep secrets. They eat
away at them from the inside. And they don't view it as being untrustworthy,
providing they only tell two or three people.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;11) Women always go to public restrooms
in groups. It gives them a chance to gossip.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;12) Women can't refuse to answer a ringing
phone, no matter what she's doing. It might be the lottery calling.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;13) Women never understand why men love
toys. Men understand that they wouldn't need toys if women had an "on/off"
switch.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;14) Women think all beer is the same.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;15) Women keep three different shampoos
and two different conditioners in the shower. After a woman showers, the
bathroom will smell like a tropical rain forest.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;16) Women don't understand the appeal of
sports. Men seek entertainment that allows them to escape reality. Women
seek entertainment that reminds them of how horrible things could be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;17) If a man goes on a seven-day trip,
he'll pack five days worth of clothes and will wear some things twice;
if a woman goes on a seven-day trip she'll pack 21 outfits because she
doesn't know what she'll feel like wearing each day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;18) Women brush their hair before bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;19) Watch a woman eat an ice cream cone
and you'll have a pretty good idea about how she'll be in bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;20) Women are paid less than men, except
for one field: Modeling.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;21) Women are never wrong. Apologizing
is the man's responsibility, "It's there in the Bible". Hmmm, who was it
that gave Adam the apple?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;22) Women do not know anything about cars.
"Oil-stick, oil doesn't stick?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;23) Women have better restrooms. They get
the nice chairs and red carpet. Men just get a large bowl to share.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;24) The average number of items in a typical
woman's bathroom is 437. A man would not be able to identify most of these
items.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial,Helvetica"&gt;25) Women love cats. Men say they love
cats, but when women aren't looking, men kick cats.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Yankee &amp; Vietnamese</title>
    <published>2005-06-20T00:04:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-20T00:04:46Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Three Marlenas - The Wallflowers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">On a flight from Saigon to Los Angeles, an American sat beside a Vietnamese. American asked Vietnamese, "What kind of "ese" are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What kind of "ese" are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excuse me, I don't understand what you meant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stupid! Are you Vietnamese, Chinese or Japanese?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh! I am a Vietnamese."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours. Vietnamese asked American: "What kind of "kee" are you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What? What do you mean by key?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Are you monkey, donkey or Yankee."</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:terryn85:3869</id>
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    <title>Freedom</title>
    <published>2005-06-17T03:02:53Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-17T03:02:53Z</updated>
    <lj:music>One Headlight - The Wallflowers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Tomorrow, I am done with my English 111 class at Wake Tech YES!
lol!...I hope to get a C or above. I really need it to fill in my
english requirements at UNCC. I am just so glad now that i have free
time to myself now and not worry about having class the day after
anymore. A 5-week class was alot for me to do. I think i did a major
essay every week. It was tough for me...but i got through it.
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Anyways, I haven't done much lately, Mon., i played golf with Charlie
M. and John M. at Knights Play. I was really sore the next day and
barely stay attention in english class that day. Weds and Today, i went
to class and went home. I walked around my neighborhood on weds. I
played a lil basketball today, but it was so damn hot and humid that i
went inside after 20 mins of b-ball. I hope tomorrow will be better
since it's my last day of english. Anyways, if someone wants to do
anything tomorrow, i finish class at 12pm...give me a call or im on AIM.&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</content>
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  <entry>
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    <title>My Music Choice</title>
    <published>2005-06-10T20:40:20Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-10T20:40:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Only Difference - The Wallflowers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">The Music Choice:&lt;br&gt;
&amp;nbsp;List your 6 current favorite songs and then pick 6 people who have to do the same.

&lt;br&gt;
1) The Only Difference - The Wallflowers&lt;br&gt;
2) Time of Your Life - Green Day&lt;br&gt;
3)
American Baby - Dave Matthews Band&lt;br&gt;
4)
Mr. Brightside (Remix) - The Killers&lt;br&gt;
5)
One Headlight - The Wallflowers&lt;br&gt;
6) Chariot - Gavin DeGraw&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
6 People to contine this...

&lt;br&gt;
1)
Jen&lt;br&gt;
2)
Charlie M.&lt;br&gt;
3) John&lt;br&gt;
4)
Kathryn&lt;br&gt;
5)
Richard&lt;br&gt;
6) Charlie D.&lt;br&gt;</content>
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    <title>Brave Man at the Masters</title>
    <published>2005-06-07T22:16:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-07T22:16:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="C:\Terry\golfpic9.bmp"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>Fast!!</title>
    <published>2005-06-06T04:30:22Z</published>
    <updated>2005-06-06T04:30:22Z</updated>
    <lj:music>The Only Difference - The Wallflowers</lj:music>
    <content type="html">An office manager was given the task of hiring an individual to&lt;br /&gt;fill a job opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      After sorting through a stack of resumes he found four people who&lt;br /&gt;  were equally qualified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He decided to call the four in and ask them only one question&lt;br /&gt;      Their answer would determine which of them would get the job.&lt;br /&gt;      The day came and as the four sat around the conference room table&lt;br /&gt;  the interviewer asked:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      "What is the fastest thing you know of?"&lt;br /&gt;      Acknowledging the first man on his right, the man replied, "A&lt;br /&gt;  THOUGHT.It just pops into your head. There's no warning that it's on the&lt;br /&gt;  way; it's just there. A thought is the fastest thing I know of."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      "That's very good!" replied the interviewer. "And now you sir?" he&lt;br /&gt;  asked the second man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      "Hmm....let me see. A blink!&lt;br /&gt;      It comes and goes and you don't know that it ever happened. A&lt;br /&gt;BLINK is the fastest thing I know of."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      "Excellent!" said the interviewer. "The blink of an eye ... that's&lt;br /&gt;a very popular cliche for speed."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      He then turned to the third man who was contemplating his reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      "Well, out at my dad's ranch, you step out of the house and on the&lt;br /&gt;  wall there's a light switch. When you flip that switch, way out across&lt;br /&gt;  the pasture the light in the barn comes on in less than an instant.&lt;br /&gt;  TURNING ON A LIGHT is the fastest thing I can think of."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      The interviewer was very impressed with the third answer and&lt;br /&gt;thought he had found his man. "It's hard to beat the speed of light" he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Turning to the fourth and final man, the interviewer posed the&lt;br /&gt;same question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      It's obvious to me that the fastest thing known is DIARRHEA."&lt;br /&gt;      "WHAT!?" said the interviewer, stunned by the response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      "Oh I can explain." said the fourth man.&lt;br /&gt;      "You see the other day I wasn't feeling so good and I ran for the&lt;br /&gt;  bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      But, before I could THINK, BLINK, or TURN ON THE LIGHT, I had&lt;br /&gt;  already shit my pants!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      HE GOT THE JOB!</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:terryn85:2915</id>
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    <title>50 WAYS TO KNOW IF YOU'RE AN "ASIAN"</title>
    <published>2005-05-23T23:24:12Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-23T23:24:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Trippin Billies - Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">50 WAYS TO KNOW IF YOU'RE AN "ASIAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. You were/are a good student with very high GPAs&lt;br /&gt;2. You majored in something practical like engineering, medicine or finance&lt;br /&gt;3. You have more than one college degrees, especially more than one Master's&lt;br /&gt;4. If you play a musical instrument, it must be piano&lt;br /&gt;5. You have a vinyl table cloth on your kitchen table&lt;br /&gt;6. Your stove is covered with aluminum foil&lt;br /&gt;7. Your kitchen has a sticky film of grease over it&lt;br /&gt;8. You beat eggs with chopsticks&lt;br /&gt;9. You always leave outdoor shoes at the door&lt;br /&gt;10. You use the dishwasher as a dish rack&lt;br /&gt;11. You keep a Thermos of hot water available at all times&lt;br /&gt;12. You boil water before drinking&lt;br /&gt;13. You eat all meals in the kitchen to keep your dining room clean&lt;br /&gt;14. You don't use measuring cups when preparing foods&lt;br /&gt;15. You save grocery bags and use them to hold garbage&lt;br /&gt;16. You have a rice cooker&lt;br /&gt;17. You're a wok user&lt;br /&gt;18. You fight over who pays the dinner bill&lt;br /&gt;19. You wash rice 2-3 times before cooking it&lt;br /&gt;20. You make sounds when you have a bowl of soup.&lt;br /&gt;21. Your don't dry-clean cloths, even if they need to be dry-cleaned&lt;br /&gt;22. You iron your own shirts&lt;br /&gt;23. You like congee (Zhou1) with thousand year old eggs (Song Hua)&lt;br /&gt;24. You always cook yourself, even if you hate it&lt;br /&gt;25. You use credit cards, and pay monthly bills in full&lt;br /&gt;26. You keep most of your money in a savings account&lt;br /&gt;27. You buy Christmas cards after Christmas, when they are 50% off&lt;br /&gt;28. When you hand wash dishes, you only use cold water&lt;br /&gt;29. You hate to waste food&lt;br /&gt;a) Even if you're totally full, if someone says they're going to throw away the leftovers on the table, you'll finish them&lt;br /&gt;b) You have Tupperware in your fridge with three bites of rice or one leftover chicken wing&lt;br /&gt;30. You don't own any real Tupperware--only a cupboard full of used but carefully rinsed margarine tubs, take-out containers, and jam jars&lt;br /&gt;31. You also use the jam jars as drinking glasses&lt;br /&gt;32. When toilet paper is on sale, you buy 100 rolls and store them&lt;br /&gt;33. You have a collection of miniature shampoo/conditioner bottles and little soap bars that you take every time you stay in a hotel&lt;br /&gt;34. The condiments in your fridge are either Price Club sized or come in plastic packets, which you "save" every time you get take out or go to McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;35. You carry a stash of your own food whenever you travel (and travel means any car ride longer than 15 minutes).&lt;br /&gt;36. You spit bones and other food scraps on the table&lt;br /&gt;37. Your dad thinks he can fix everything himself&lt;br /&gt;38. When you go to a dance party, there is a wall of guys surrounding the dance floor trying to look cool.&lt;br /&gt;39. Your house/apt. is always cold in winter, and hot in summer&lt;br /&gt;40. Your mom drives her Mercedes to Price Club, or Shoppers Food Warehouse regardless of how far it is, even if Safeway is next door.&lt;br /&gt;41. You always look phone numbers up in the phone book, since calling Directory Assistance costs 50 cents&lt;br /&gt;42. You only make long distance calls after 11pm or during weekends&lt;br /&gt;43. You prefer your shrimp with the heads and legs still attached.&lt;br /&gt;44. You never call your parents just to say hi.&lt;br /&gt;45. You think ONLY Japanese and Germans can make good cars!&lt;br /&gt;46. You use a colored face cloth every morning&lt;br /&gt;47. You starve yourself before going to all-you-can-eat places.&lt;br /&gt;48. You've joined a CD club at least once&lt;br /&gt;49. You never discuss your love life with your parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. You take this message and forward it to all your Asian friends."</content>
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    <title>People Really Said These Things In Court</title>
    <published>2005-05-09T03:36:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-05-09T03:36:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">People Really Said These Things In Court&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What is your date of birth? &lt;br /&gt;A: July fifteenth. &lt;br /&gt;Q: What year? &lt;br /&gt;A: Every year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: This myasthenia gravis - does it affect your memory at all? &lt;br /&gt;A: Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Q: And in what ways does it affect your memory? &lt;br /&gt;A: I forget. &lt;br /&gt;Q: You forget. Can you give us an example of something that you've forgotten? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: All your responses must be oral, okay? What school did you go to? &lt;br /&gt;A: Oral. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How old is your son - the one living with you. &lt;br /&gt;A: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which. &lt;br /&gt;Q: How long has he lived with you? &lt;br /&gt;A: Forty-five years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What was the first thing your husband said to you when he woke that morning? &lt;br /&gt;A: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?" &lt;br /&gt;Q: And why did that upset you? &lt;br /&gt;A: My name is Susan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Sir, what is your IQ? &lt;br /&gt;A: Well, I can see pretty well, I think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in the voodoo occult? &lt;br /&gt;A: We both do. &lt;br /&gt;Q: Voodoo? &lt;br /&gt;A: We do. &lt;br /&gt;Q: You do? &lt;br /&gt;A: Yes, voodoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: The youngest son, the twenty-year old, how old is he?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Were you present when your picture was taken?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Was it you or your younger brother who was killed in the war? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Did he kill you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How far apart were the vehicles at the time of the collision? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: You were there until the time you left, is that true? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How many times have you committed suicide? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th? &lt;br /&gt;A: Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Q: And what were you doing at that time? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: She had three children, right? &lt;br /&gt;A: Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Q: How many were boys? &lt;br /&gt;A: None. &lt;br /&gt;Q: Were there any girls? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: You say the stairs went down to the basement? &lt;br /&gt;A: Yes. &lt;br /&gt;Q: And these stairs, did they go up also? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Mr. Slattery, you went on a rather elaborate honeymoon, didn't you? &lt;br /&gt;A: I went to Europe, sir. &lt;br /&gt;Q: And you took your new wife? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How was your first marriage terminated? &lt;br /&gt;A: By death. &lt;br /&gt;Q: And by whose death was it terminated? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Can you describe the individual? &lt;br /&gt;A: He was about medium height and had a beard. &lt;br /&gt;Q: Was this a male, or a female? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney? &lt;br /&gt;A: No, this is how I dress when I go to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Doctor, how many autopsies have you performed on dead people? &lt;br /&gt;A: All my autopsies are performed on dead people. &lt;br /&gt;Q: Do you recall the time that you examined the body? &lt;br /&gt;A: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m. &lt;br /&gt;Q: And Mr. Dennington was dead at the time? &lt;br /&gt;A: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an autopsy.</content>
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    <title>Here Kitty Kitty</title>
    <published>2005-04-14T01:07:13Z</published>
    <updated>2005-04-14T01:07:13Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Trippin Billies - Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Interesting story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fur flies on proposal to hunt cats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Associated Press&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADISON, WIS. -- Wisconsin residents support a plan to legalize wild cat&lt;br /&gt;hunting, according to voting results released Tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;At meetings across the state Monday night, residents in 72 counties were&lt;br /&gt;asked whether free-roaming cats should be listed as an unprotected&lt;br /&gt;species. If so listed, the cats -- including any domestic cat that isn't&lt;br /&gt;under the owner's direct control or any cat without a collar -- could be&lt;br /&gt;hunted. &lt;br /&gt;A total of 6,830 voted yes and 5,201 voted no, according to results&lt;br /&gt;released by the Department of Natural Resources. &lt;br /&gt;The prospect of feral cat hunting has more hurdles to clear and faces&lt;br /&gt;the considerable opposition of national animal rights groups. The Humane&lt;br /&gt;Society of the United States called the proposal cruel and archaic. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The departmentwould have to ask the Legislature to support the change.&lt;br /&gt;Lawmakers would have to then pass a bill, and Democratic Gov. Jim Doyle&lt;br /&gt;would have to sign it. &lt;br /&gt;Republican Sen. Scott Fitzgerald, co-chairman of a powerful finance&lt;br /&gt;committee in the Legislature, vowed to "work against any proposed&lt;br /&gt;legislation to legalize the shooting of feral cats." &lt;br /&gt;Ted O'Donnell, who gathered more than 17,000 signatures in an online&lt;br /&gt;petition to oppose the plan, said he wasn't giving up, either. &lt;br /&gt;"I can assure you that the campaign is undeterred, and we will still be&lt;br /&gt;working tirelessly to defeat this in whatever form it takes," he said. &lt;br /&gt;At meetings Monday night, animal lovers held pictures of cats, clutched&lt;br /&gt;stuffed animals and wore whiskers as they denounced the plan. &lt;br /&gt;South Dakota and Minnesota both allow wild cats to be shot. Some&lt;br /&gt;estimates indicate 2 million wild cats roam Wisconsin. The state says&lt;br /&gt;studies show feral cats kill 47 million to 139 million songbirds a year.</content>
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    <title>Late and Long Update</title>
    <published>2005-01-26T03:02:18Z</published>
    <updated>2005-01-26T03:02:18Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Ants Marching - Dave Matthews Band</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sry for the late update, i was either busy, tired, or forgot about the journal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been Nov. 30th, 2004 since i have updated this journal. But anyways, well Christmas was fun, my family and I went to Indiana. It took us 13 hours to get there, b/c of the snowstorm that hit indiana the day before we left. So we were driving about 10 under the speed limit once when we were in indiana. But we got there and thats what matters.  Well it was Christmas Eve and we went to my uncle's house to celebrate Christmas at Midnight. So we all open presents, here is what i got: ipod, $100 in cash total, a light blue sweater, and a $10 gift certificate to GAP.  I got to hangout with my young cousins; they were great and nice. Then later i talked to this one cousin by marriage that lives in Chicago and she visited our family. And she was fasinating and she change since the last time i saw her. We hung out a lot than usual. 2 or 3 days after Christmas, i got a new game for the xbox. Its called "MechAssault 2: Lone Wolf". Its a great game, but the story line was short, so i beat it in like 5 days later. But its still fun to play it on Xbox Live. But we went back to Cary on New Year's Day. It only took like 9 hours on the way back since all the snow and ice melted at that time. Once we got back, i went flat on the bed and slept for like 10 hours. Well things was back to normal when i was in cary. I didn't really much once i got back. I hung out with my best friend, Charlie Mengel. He was cool and it was good to see him again. I had to back to Charlotte on Sunday, Jan 9th. As i went back, i saw my friends that i met here as they came back from their Christmas break. Well once i got back, i met this new person on my hallway. His name is Chris and guess what folks? He lives in my old dorm with the jacker. So he gonna some fun with him as his roommate. Chris is cool frind though and we get along together. well classes started on the 10th and classes were pretty good. The classes that i have are as follows: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CJUS-1100 (Intro to Criminal Justice) MWF 9:00-9:50am&lt;br /&gt;LBST-1103 (Liberal Studies - Arts and Society: Music) MWF 10:00am-10:50am&lt;br /&gt;LBSY-2101 (Liberal Studies - Western Culture and History)MWF 1:00pm-1:50pm&lt;br /&gt;CHEM-1252 (Principles of Chemistry II) Lecture: MWF 2:00pm-2:50pm&lt;br /&gt;                                       Problem Session: T 3:30pm-4:20pm&lt;br /&gt;                                       Test Session: W 3:30pm-4:50pm&lt;br /&gt;SPAN-1101 (Elementary Spanish II) TR 11:00pm-12:20pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats pretty much it, i didn't do anything bad recently. I didn't get drunk recently either since that last incident...cough...cough...(u know what i mean).  well i am here in my room which is so much better than my old one. My new address is: 713 Moore Hall, UNC Charlotte, Charlotte,NC 28223. My dorm phone number is: 704-656-2316. Well i gotta do some chem hw. and again, sry for the late update.</content>
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    <title>Flu Shot Alternative</title>
    <published>2004-11-30T21:44:12Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-30T21:44:12Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Bombs over Baghdad - Outkast</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey, all, I was quite busy but i got something that crack me up. Just read below&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flu Shot Alternative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of the recent problems with obtaining flu vaccine, the following is offered as an alternative to the SHOT Eat right! Make sure you get your daily dose of fruits and veggies. Take your vitamins and bump up your vitamin c. Get plenty of exercise because exercise helps build your immune system. Walk for at least hour a day, go for a swim, take the stairs instead of the elevator, etc. Wash your hands often. If you can't wash them, keep a bottle of antibacterial stuff around. Get lots of fresh air.&lt;br /&gt;Open windows whenever possible. Get plenty of rest. Try to eliminate as much stress from your life as you can.&lt;br /&gt;OR .... You can take the doctors office approach. Think about it, when&lt;br /&gt;you go for a shot, what do they do first? Clean your arm with alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because alcohol kills germs. So......&lt;br /&gt;I walk to the liquor store (exercise), I put lime in my Corona&lt;br /&gt;(fruit), celery in my Bloody Mary (veggies), drink on the bar patio&lt;br /&gt;(fresh air), get drunk, tell jokes, and laugh (eliminate stress) and&lt;br /&gt;then pass out (rest).&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it, if you keep your alcohol levels up flu germs can't&lt;br /&gt;get you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a happy flu season!</content>
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    <title>The Man Code</title>
    <published>2004-11-17T15:33:05Z</published>
    <updated>2004-11-17T15:33:05Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Eminem - Just Lose it</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I got an email from my older brother and i thought this was very funny. If u lived by this codes, u will become the "man". Just read and u will crack up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Man Code . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has been written, so it shall be . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CODE . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thou shall not rent the movie Chocolat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Under no circumstances may 2 men share an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Any man who brings a camera to a bachelor party may be legally killed and eaten by his fellow partygoers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. When you are queried by a buddy's wife, girlfriend, mother, father, priest, shrink, dentist, accountant, or dog walker, you need not and should not provide any useful information whatsoever as to his whereabouts. You are permitted to deny his very existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Unless he murdered someone in your immediate family, you must bail a friend out of jail within 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You may exaggerate any anecdote told in a bar by 50 percent without recrimination; beyond that, anyone within earshot is allowed to call BULLSHIT (Exception: When trying to pick up a girl, the allowable exaggeration rate rises to 400 percent)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If you've known a guy for more than 24 hours, his sister is off-limits forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The minimum amount of time you have to wait for another guy who's running late is 5 minutes. For a girl, you are required to wait 10 minutes for every point of hotness she scores on the classic 1-10 babe scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Complaining about the brand of free beer in a buddy's refrigerator is forbidden. You may gripe if the temperature is unsuitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. No man is ever required to buy a birthday present for another man. In fact, even remembering a friends birthday is strictly optional and slightly gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Agreeing to distract the ugly friend of a hot babe that your buddy is trying to hook up with is your legal duty. Should you get carried away with your good deed and end up having sex with the beast, your pal is forbidden to speak of it, even at your bachelor party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Before dating a buddy's "ex", you are required to ask his permission and he in return is required to grant it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Women who claim they "love to watch sports" must be treated as spies until they demonstrate knowledge of the game and the ability to pick a buffalo wing clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If a man's zipper is down, that's his problem. ****You didn't see nothin'****.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The universal compensation for buddies who help you move is beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. A man must never own a cat or like his girlfriend's cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When stumbling upon other guys watching a sports event, you may always ask the score of the game in progress, but you may never ask who's playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. When your girlfriend/wife expresses a desire to fix her whiny friend up with your pal, you may give her the go-ahead only if you'll be able to warn your buddy and give him time to prepare excuses about joining the priesthood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. It is permissible to consume a fruity chick drink only when you're sunning on a tropical beach . . . and a topless supermodel delivers it . . . and it's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Unless you're in prison, never fight naked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. A man in the company of a hot, suggestively dressed woman must remain sober enough to fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. If a buddy is outnumbered, out manned, or too drunk to fight, you must jump into the fight. Exception: If within the last 24 hours his actions have caused you to think, "What this guy needs is a good ass-whoopin", then you may sit back and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Phrases that may NOT be uttered to another man while weight lifting: "Yeah, baby, push it!" - "C'mon, give me one more! Harder!" - "Another set and we can hit the showers." - -"Nice ass, are you a Sagittarius?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Never hesitate to reach for the last beer or the last slice of pizza, but not both. That's just plain mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you compliment a guy on his six-pack, you better be referring to his beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Never join your girlfriend/wife in dissing a buddy, except when she's withholding sex pending your response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Never talk to a man in the bathroom unless you're on equal footing: either both urinating or both waiting in line. In all other situations, a nod is all the conversation you need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. If a buddy is already singing along to a song in the car, you may not join him . . . too gay.</content>
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