<?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-35180723</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:09:33.808-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And That's My Rant!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakinator.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35180723/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakinator.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>cupcakinator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00806368027855738202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35180723.post-116643176635254046</id><published>2006-12-18T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T00:49:26.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow!!</title><content type='html'>Ok ladies and gentlemen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a good 6 years of not seeing snow - last night Lorenzo and I were greated with a nice blizzard on our way home from the train station (where he missed the last train back to Daegu)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i thought it was raining, at which point i yelled out "Aww G*dammit! AND its raining!" (i felt bad for Lorenzo for missing the train).... then i looked up at the sky and screamed "OH SHIT ITS SNOWING!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we got home, it had stopped. At which point i was pretty sad. Then 15 minutes later i look out the window and, lo and behold, snow! SO MUCH SNOW!.... i put my jacket on and ran out the house... i ws so excited i couldnt even put on my shoes. I felt like i was 7yrs old.. it was AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, having said that... the following are the pictures from last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xf1.xanga.com/247d4a736033695668584/m66949426.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"yes! yes! yes yes yes yes yesss!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://x6f.xanga.com/c03d707b2443695668595/m66949434.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"weee! its snowing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://x23.xanga.com/a07d44730173795668608/m66949444.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He calls this, "Sara the white nosed black girl"....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://x0f.xanga.com/815d5a727233795674076/m66954198.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad little snowman that we madein real life looked scarily like Abe Lincoln... i am so serious...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xb0.xanga.com/5e9d047576d3395674112/m66954224.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i was gonna rob the convenience store for all its supply of warm drinks but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://xb2.xanga.com/562d3b777673595674093/m66954211.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was too damn cold!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://x78.xanga.com/6b5d207243c3595674126/m66954235.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we just decided to go home :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as a final surprise! A video of me. and my bad aim. This video ws shot by "your boy LoLO" on ???'s campus (SKKU)... Observe my horrible hand-eye coordination skills:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;videoid=1570297885"&gt;Snow in Seoul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lads.myspace.com/videos/vplayer.swf" flashvars="m=1570297885&amp;amp;type=video" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="430" height="346"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.addToProfileConfirm&amp;videoid=1570297885&amp;amp;title=Snow in Seoul"&gt;Add to My Profile&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.home"&gt; More Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35180723-116643176635254046?l=cupcakinator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakinator.blogspot.com/feeds/116643176635254046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35180723&amp;postID=116643176635254046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35180723/posts/default/116643176635254046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35180723/posts/default/116643176635254046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakinator.blogspot.com/2006/12/snow.html' title='Snow!!'/><author><name>cupcakinator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00806368027855738202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35180723.post-115981919509029091</id><published>2006-10-02T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T13:03:14.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS heifer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, so.. i have this stalker right.. and i wont get into the details of our stalker-stalkee relationship right now, but lets just say that it transcends seas and contients... to quote michael jackson, she was "out of my life" for a while, and now, in a sudden whirlwind of emotion and insanity, she's back. With a vengence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details of my life are quite inconsequential.... oh, *ahem* sorry. The nature of our "relationship" was, well, misunderstood. I say misunderstood because she thought that we were best friends, and i knew that i barely knew the girl. As you read the ridiculousness that is to follow, you will be able to clearly see the differences in opinion. To me, it was an acquaintance-type relationship. I helped her with her french homework/papers/translation, she asked me for help. Then occasionally told me her deep dark secrets that i didnt wish to know at all. Like the fact that she was a stripper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The details of our "breakup" are too convoluted and ridiculous to explain, suffice to say that we were supposed to meet up in Taiwan and then i had to leave so i told her, then she got all mad and started calling me a liar and telling me i was actually IN taiwan but avoiding her, and then i tried to explain before i realized that the bitch is crazy and whatever the hell i say won't make a lick of a difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now shes back. As previously stated, with a vengence. The following are correspondances that have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just &lt;/span&gt;taken place between said stalker and yours truly. Originally i was going to cut her name out to protect her identity, but then i thought, fuck it. Im puttin this heifer on blast. This is a blogspot exclusive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I was hurt when you told me that you couldn't meet me in Taiwan. It really felt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;like a lie to me.  It felt like an even bigger lie when you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;told me that your friend was refused a VISA.  Now, however, it doesn't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I've always liked you and I want us to stay friends.  Let's just put &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;the whole Taiwan situation behind us.  After all, when we're both famous &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;and rich diplomats, we can go to Taiwan whenever and as much as we want. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;In the meantime, let's go back to the way we were.  I need you to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;translate something.  I don't understand it; I always write to my director in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;English and then he always responds in French.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Adria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;[Attachment]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Allow me to interject for a moment: this heifer did not just ask me to translate something for her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Response:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Adria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Im sorry you felt like i was lying to you. Like i said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;before, i dont know what to do to make you believe that what i told you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;is true short of showing you my medical records and having my friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;personally email you, but i guess you wouldnt believe that either... im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;pretty hurt that someone i considered a friend (and had been very loyal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to thusfar) would so easily dismiss what i said as lies... and i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;its very peculiar that you would only consider "letting things go" and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;saving our friendship when you have something that needs to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;translated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt; That being said, allow me to say that there are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;two things i dont like - being used and being taken for an idiot. By&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;emailing me out of the blue, constructing some half-assed truce and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;then immediately asking for a favor, you have managed to do both these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;things. I do not mean to be harsh, i mean simply to be honest. And i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;wish you could have just done the same for me. Had you simply asked me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to translate it for you, without pretending that you were "noble"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;enough to forgive (what you assumed to be) my mistake, i probably would&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;have done the favor for you. But as the current situation stands, i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;feel it would be against my principles to acquiesce to your request. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Im sorry that you could not properly see the type of friend that i was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to you, or rather that you did not have enough faith in me in the first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;place to consider me a loyal friend. But it seems to me that had  you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;known my personality better we probably wouldnt have had this problem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;in the first place. So maybe that's the error on my part - but it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;certainly wasn't me lying or deceiving you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Hoping your time in France has so far been satisfactory,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sincerely,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;So then SHE says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Think about it.  How can it not seem like a lie? We make preliminary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;plans to go to Taiwan, and then when it's almost arrival day, you tell me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;that you are going to go back to the states for open heart surgery.  I can &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;accept that, but when you say that your friend is going back with you, it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;seems a little suspicious.  After all, when would someone, who's also teaching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;in Taiwan, drop everything and return?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I'm from Taiwan so I know these things.  If you are teaching in Taiwan, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;you are on contract.  It's almost impossible to just drop everything and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;leave.  Finally, Taiwan absolutely loves teachers. Teachers in Taiwan are held &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;on very high esteem; they wouldn't have refused to give her a VISA if she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;was teaching there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;You story about open-heart surgery is credible (I've noticed the scar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;right below your collarbone) and I believe that. However, your story about your friend returning with you and then being refused a VISA is very much a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lie.  I even asked you if I could email her and you wouldn't give me her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;email address.  If that doesn't seem like a way to avoid the truth, I don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;really know what is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;It doesn't matter.  You can be my friend or not.  But, I only want you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;to be friend if you can be honest with me.  I don't care now if you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lied--I've already went to and returned from Taiwan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Adria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Interjection: there are so many gems to choose from in this email. Lets start with the part where she tells me to "think about it". Like IM the irrational one. Love it. But by far my favorite part is when she says, "im from Taiwan, so i know these things". Classic! Well, do you also know that you'recompletely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insane&lt;/span&gt;?? Or did they not issue that with the Taiwan hand book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Anyway, so the dance continues with me sending her an email pinpointing exactly WHERE she's completely insane, and she sends me this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;pre&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Now everything does make a little more sense."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Oh, well thats good. Cuz for a second&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you are crazy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Then she goes on to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Do you really want to break everything over a misunderstanding? You&lt;br /&gt;didn't give me all the facts.  Maybe we're not superclose (we were in two&lt;br /&gt;different departments at ASU! You were in language and I was in music!), but we were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends.  I can still remember how much I missed you after I left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Phoenix--we used to have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;hour long phone conversations.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interjection: omg. you are shitting me. First of all, the first sentence in that paragraph is just classic. So now it's been ME all along who's all goin off the deep end and jumping off the cliff... and i love how she measures our non-closeness, "you were in language and i was in music!" Oh my LORD! how could they ever be friends?! everyone knows those two departments are arch-rivals! Are you feeling the crazy yet? or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of just me, does anyone else feel like she thought we were dating? "we used to have hour long conversations" .... when was this? was i there? cuz i dont recall having &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;any &lt;/span&gt;"hour long conversations" with you, on the phone or otherwise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;But, by far. My ultimate favorite part has to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;pre  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It may look like I'm using you because I contacted you when I needed&lt;br /&gt;something translated.  The truth is, I don't really need it translated.&lt;br /&gt;My French is good enough now that I don't really need you anymore.  I just&lt;br /&gt;used it as a way to talk to you again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Make what you want of this.  It is your decision--we can be friends or&lt;br /&gt;we can never talk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"My french is good enough now that i dont eally need you anymore". Jilted lover? perhaps..... except no one informed me that we were together. But its all good. Anyway, as you can clearly see the level of maturity has very rapidly slid down to school playground material. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not to mention that after that (extremely dramatic) final sentence, she sent me another email. Which i havent read yet, but im sure it will prove to be just as amusing as the others.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wouldnt wish a stalker on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;anyone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;...... and thats my rant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tt&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/tt&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35180723-115981919509029091?l=cupcakinator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakinator.blogspot.com/feeds/115981919509029091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35180723&amp;postID=115981919509029091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35180723/posts/default/115981919509029091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35180723/posts/default/115981919509029091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakinator.blogspot.com/2006/10/this-heifer.html' title='THIS heifer...'/><author><name>cupcakinator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00806368027855738202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35180723.post-115945018869281821</id><published>2006-09-28T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T06:34:14.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's MY question...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shubhayan.com/favs/cartoonpic/He-Man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://shubhayan.com/favs/cartoonpic/He-Man.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Okay, so i just came across a video of the He-Man intro... now, i have nothing against He-Man.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"  &gt;in fact, i loved it when i was a kid, but watching that intro now that im older brought up a few questions. But before i get into that, let me give u some background:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I am Adam, Prince of Eternia, and defender of the secrets of Castle Greyskull. This is Cringer, my fearless friend. Fabulous secret powers were revealed to me the day I held aloft my magic sword and said, "By the power of Greyskull, I have teh power!" Cringer became the mighty BattleCat and I became He-Man, the most powerful man in the Universe! Only three others share this secret, our friends the Sorceress, Man-at-Arms, and Orko. Together, we defend Castle Greyskull from the evil forces of Skeletor!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're all on the same page... several observations come to mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- For starters, why the hell is He-Man's name "Adam". I mean, if you're freakin He-Man, wouldn't you have a cooler name than Adam? Forget that, you can argue that before he was He-Man he was a regular dude so he should have a regular name like Adam.......... except for the fact that he's also the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;prince of Eternia&lt;/span&gt;. Why is the king of Eternia namin his son Adam? Your kingdom is called ETERNIA.... that's like bein like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Im ruler of the planet Q'thor!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, for real man? what's your name?"&lt;br /&gt;"Earl..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... it just doesnt work. If we're gonna believe this fantasy stuff, you gotta take it all teh way and not wuss out at something so critical as the name... cuz aint nobody gon' believe you a prince of a place called Eternia and you got super powers if your name is Adam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No super powers should ever be called "fabulous". Im sorry. It wasnt the secrets of flawless decorating that were revealed to it, you and your sword were zapped by a beam and you learned to kick ass. Find another adjective other than "fabulous" to describe that. Cringer didnt become freakin BattleCat by getting "fabulous" powers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Speaking of which, what the hell kinda name is BattleCat?? I mean damn, He-Man! you were awfully selfish with the cool super-names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweet! i have super powers!.... but i cant be the most powerful man in the universe with a name like Adam.... i know! He-Man! aww, yea. That's tight.. oh shit! Cringer! What happened to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;? you are straight BUCK now! aww man you need you a cool name too then! what can we call you.. lets see.. you're a cat... you're buck.. that means you'd be kinda good in battle... BattleCat! yes! how'dya like that buddy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Cringer was mad as hell like, "you are shitting me... thats the best you can come up with you ass?! HATER! Just cuz i cant talk and dont have fucked up hair doesnt mean you gotta hate man... i swear, if you weren't the most powerful man in the universe, i'd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fuck you up&lt;/span&gt;... let me not catch you one day drunk in an alley, i will...." *trails off*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I also love the way He-Man gets his powers. Observe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fabulous secret powers were revealed to me the day i held aloft my magic sword and said, "By the power of Greyskull, i have the power!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...what?! First of all, please. Second of all, never use the word "aloft" again. Ever. Thirdly, who does that?? what were you doing that day that made you be like, "hey, what would happen if i held up my sword and said, 'by the power of greyskull, i have the power!'"... that just cracks me up. And speaking of He-Man's sword - what the hell! Isnt that joing just a little dramatic? Like, i understand he's a prince and everything, but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;damn&lt;/span&gt;! Do you have to walk around with a piece like that?? what happened to just a regular sword? Does it have to be like the bazooka of swords? and i love how he can just stick that shit behind his back and it doesnt even show! He's like Highlander, only that dude always wore a trenchcoat, so that kinda covered things... what does He-Man have to use as a cover? his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;clothes &lt;/span&gt;barely cover him... im just sayin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I think Man-at-Arms' name is hilarious.. im sure he makes Cringer feel better like, "damn bro... i thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; had it bad.  *cackle!*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- But the most important thing that bothers me about He-Man (now that im old and bitter) is his flat-out arrogance. "I'm the most powerful man in the universe!" ... yea, that's real humble. What an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you know what He-Man? you aint all that. You might have fabulous powers, but your haircut is wack and your gear is tired. We in the new millenium buddy, and it's aall about looks. I dont care if you are the most powerful man in the universe - try gettin a date with that shirtless-vest look you got goin there. Even Sorceress is like, "yea we friends, but dont get twisted - he aint gettin none!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THAT'S my rant! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="details_tv_text"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://x.myspace.com/images/blog/smileys/frustrated.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35180723-115945018869281821?l=cupcakinator.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cupcakinator.blogspot.com/feeds/115945018869281821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35180723&amp;postID=115945018869281821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35180723/posts/default/115945018869281821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35180723/posts/default/115945018869281821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cupcakinator.blogspot.com/2006/09/heres-my-question.html' title='Here&apos;s MY question...'/><author><name>cupcakinator</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00806368027855738202</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
