<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166</id><updated>2009-02-20T18:43:50.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUPERLIL!</title><subtitle type='html'>im lil the pill who ran up the hill with jill</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-89325944</id><published>2003-02-18T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-18T12:45:45.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im trying to finish my research paper to have it checked my prof. i have a lollipop in my mouth and then i drooled on my shirt. i am SUCH a dorkface. i am hungry. im a sinner. im a saint. i do not feel ashamed. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-89325944?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/89325944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/89325944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89325944' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-89289069</id><published>2003-02-17T22:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T22:05:59.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im too busy to write anything but i just wanted to include what my friend tal thought of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: on joe&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: do they get married after this&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: what did they just secretly say&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: lilian dont look&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: hes not wearing a shirt&lt;br /&gt;Lil027: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: she is nice&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: i like her&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: him is stupid&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: dont you hate when he talks&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: i just stop listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(on the one million dollar check)&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: wtf&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: how are they gonna split it&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: they should rip it up&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: that would be noble&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: dude this is what i would do&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: i would rip it up, and then say, no money in the world can buy me more happiness than zora has brought me&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: cheeze&lt;br /&gt;Lil027: OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Lil027: SHE WOULD DUMP YOU RIGHT THEN AND THERE&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ddrdude99: which once again shows girls are evil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-89289069?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/89289069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/89289069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89289069' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-89269875</id><published>2003-02-17T15:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-17T15:56:46.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how are you? i am fine. so i have oodles of work to do but i feel calm. i wish i could go to classes without getting any sort of grades. it would make me want to learn so much more. like i would write essays to impress my teacher how much i have learned and to make her/him feel like she/he really did teach me something.  anyways, so i have to write a research paper and a french essay and another french essay for extra credit bc im slacking in that class all within two days but its ok! because college is for learning right? and learning is for pleasure right? RIGHT. definitely. i so agree. so i have a question for you. would you rather be loved or respected? v. interesting question huh? its a big toughie but in the end i &lt;i&gt;think&lt;/i&gt; i would like to be loved. although im really not that sure. respect is awfully nice. and i would appreciate it more. and it's just more...fullfilling. he didnt really come up with a definite answer but i think jase came to the conclusion that he would rather be respected.  i was reading the entries in my archives and it was amusing to read what i had wrote. i think i was one angry confused silly girl. not that im not one now. but i was more so before.  i think it is a shame that my blogs will probably have disappeared by the time im 70 cuz thats what journals are for arent they? so you can read them for amusement later when you're senile and then you can hide it in a brick somewhere and your great grandchildren or whoever else can find it and read it and love you because of all the delicious and immaturish things you wrote about? i think so. anyways i must start on my crap so more later. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-89269875?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/89269875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/89269875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89269875' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-89108526</id><published>2003-02-14T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-02-14T12:10:18.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a confession to make: i think that i might switch to xanga. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i KNOW! thats so bad of me. im such a traitor. but i want to put up pictures! and i want to have people put comments on my thing! well, i havent finalized my decision yet because im so used to my poor sweet dear blog who i've been with for quite a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! haPPy valentines day my dearies!! i shall be spending today with bear-ona shopping ourselves silly (hopefully) and watching mr. christopher sing praise songs. i have to go take shower soon. im so happy my fridays are so easy - just one class that ends at 11 and then im free!!! yipee!! that rhymed! and we're not in anaheim! haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im excited about going to new york even though i still havnt bought my ticket yet and i really do kinda want to stay at home and play with my amigos and amigas. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont have time to make a long entry today but hopefully ill write in here on a more regular basis. omg im so sorry my entries are so boring. i realize that i write about completely banal issues and make idiotic statements running around in my head. oh geez. damn me. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-89108526?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/89108526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/89108526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#89108526' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-88061715</id><published>2003-01-26T13:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-26T13:30:29.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have neglected you for v. long and i am muy sorry. hahaha im watching the osbournes and this is what happened: kelly kept spraying jack (brother's name?) with hairspray in his hair and his ear. and jack said "stop spraying my fuckin prada jacket!" kelly: "omg thats the most obnoxious thing i have ever heard you say! 'i could wipe my ass with your prada jacket' " jack: "i could wipe my ass with your face"  OOOOOHHH isnt that a good comeback? i have to clean the room and myself and then start doing my homework.  btw i think ozzy osbourne is v. cute in a silly way. anyway my mind feels a tad bit chaotic. i want to explain why but for one i dont what exactly what it is myself and then even if i did i dont think this is the right place. i &lt;3 you dears. these are the words that describe my mood at this very moment: great massive confusion, 50% satisfaction with some things, and i dont know. im so superficial. ahh this entry is becoming really stupid and boring and filled with freakin nonsense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-88061715?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/88061715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/88061715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88061715' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-87076843</id><published>2003-01-07T13:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-07T13:17:39.663-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont got nothin to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my books are not coming. im worried. i have a french quiz on friday and he says that the quizzes come directly from the book. dude i need to go read instead of playing online. see ya later alligators!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-87076843?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/87076843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/87076843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#87076843' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86988297</id><published>2003-01-05T19:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-05T19:33:50.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new year's goals: make 10 new friends (so we can mingle with jenn olivia and danielles 10 new friends), stay devoted to my blog, lose 15 pounds with J &amp; O, study diligently and raise my suffering gpa, be a good daughter, be a good sister, be a good friend, be a good person, be a better christian, make everyone like me to death, save more money, stop snoring, read one non class required book a week, and i think thats it for now...oh btw the quote below is missing a word...it should be "people's relationships are quite mysterious, no one from the outside ever really understands what makes it work." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you feel better mar.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86988297?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86988297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86988297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#86988297' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86980779</id><published>2003-01-05T16:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-05T16:34:17.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went shopping today! i opened a victoria's secret angel card~ ooh la la~ anyways i just wanted to write a quote that i read from the edge of reason: people's relationships are quite mysterious, no one from the outside ever really understands what makes work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt that true? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86980779?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86980779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86980779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#86980779' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86955093</id><published>2003-01-05T00:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-05T00:29:10.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh frick i just read what i wrote and i have possibly the worst freakin grammar for an english major. james dean is looking down upon me when i sleep. someone convince me to go to church. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86955093?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86955093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86955093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#86955093' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86954925</id><published>2003-01-05T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-05T00:22:03.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geez luiz puhleeze. im so sad my blog was erased. poooooo.im back at la! my lovely school theres about 5 people on the floor today though. i watched spiderman with kevin and james and i ate shin raemon but it tasted sorta yuck because the water was lukewarm. i watched lord of the rings finally. it was v. long. oh FRICK i explained this whole part about reading the sequel to bridget jone's diary - the edge of reason in my last blog and i DONT wanna write it again so i guess no one except those who've read it will know the funny parts except jason whom i pestered with the crazy funny sad life adventures of bridget.  i dont wanna work i dont wanna work i dont wanna work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything i say is &lt;b&gt;FANTASTIC&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;dont you agree? &lt;br /&gt;dont you? &lt;br /&gt;dont you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i chopped off my hair. it short with no layers or v. little and highlighted and coated which you can hardly tell. traffic school was annoying as heck. i think i slept for about 2 hours. the guy didnt even say anything to me. it was like torture and at the end he started singing songs to us about obeying the law and this annoying guy behind me kept cursing and complaining and i wanted to smack him! jon cha came to eat lunch with me. there are so many jon/jonathans in the world but i dont blame their parents for naming them that because it means messenger of God. my mummy bought me stargazer lilies today but they all went LIMP and bent to the floor so i just took them out and am hanging them down from my bed post. boy oh boy am i exhausted or what. today the traffic school teacher was telling us about this sleep apnaea problem where people stop breathing while they sleep and they keep waking up because their brain cells tell them to start breathing and so they are constantly tired the whole day even though they were in bed for 8 hours and another sign is that they snore. that is why i think i have this sleep apnaea (sp?) disease. jason says that the only person i will marry is a deaf man because i snore. i apparently fell asleep one time while talking to him on the phone and he actually heard me snore! i am mortified and horrified because even dennis said i snore and even worse i snore really loud. i am just a little bit consoled because sandra bullocks snored like a maniac in two weeks notice and hugh grant still loved her to death at the end. of course it is just a movie but i can still hope right? i wish i could get a new job. this whole coffee business is getting boring to me. ok now i shall close here. good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86954925?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86954925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86954925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2003_01_05_archive.html#86954925' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86910323</id><published>2003-01-03T21:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-03T21:56:32.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG i freakin wrote a shitload of crap in here and right when i pressed post i lost my internet connection. i am FUMING angry. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86910323?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86910323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86910323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86910323' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86774678</id><published>2002-12-31T21:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-31T21:09:11.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola como esta blog? happy new years! today is a good day. the last day. 2002. gone. forever. im gonna go now! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86774678?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86774678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86774678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86774678' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86713614</id><published>2002-12-30T14:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-30T14:05:43.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woosh. many things to share with you dear blog. first theres fry's electronics campout night. i would never do that again. i thought i was going to catch pneumonia seriously. and i bought things i didnt even have the slightest need for!! starting with the mp3 players....groan. then the stupid monitor that i havent taken out of the box yet...then the rebate process is so freakin annoying and terribly long. i dont know what i shall do with myself. then tea partay with the ya-yas watching my best friends wedding. hmm...what did i do the next day? oh yes SHOP. like a maniac. first brea then tyler galleria then south coast. the malls were just bursting with sales! i watched catch me if you can. awesome movie. i am the second mouse!! =) went camping. it rained. i caught a fish. we stayed at a motel. that's all i shall say about that. i ate 2 hot dogs because i forgot that hot dogs are the worst things to eat filled with the most preservatives and such and such but i was so hungry. i watched chicago with mariana and clarence....superb movie. i cant decide if its better than the musical. i think if i were to see the musical again then i would be sure to say that THAT is much better but i dont know at the moment. came to my house and watched the fight club. another good movie! i want to go to disneyland like jamie did................!@ haha i still have to give 4 people their christmas presents. i should andale. my back hurts so bad from the fall down the stairs. o my goodness gracious. anyways nothing i ever say on this makes sense to me when i read it over but hopefully it does to you, whoever is reading this. i have to go to traffic school on saturday. i am so dreading it. im afraid ill be in class with a bunch of horribly old fat smelly people with their teeth missing. i dont know what they DO for 9 hours. have you ever wondered why person #1 always like person #2 after person #2's huge crush on person #1 has gone away? and then person #1 realizes what he/she missed out on and beats him/herself over with stick. and the person #1 is determined to make person #2 like them again but by this time it is too late. sigh. i miss my anne of green gables books but they are all unfortunately in storage. i need my dose of anne. she is my idol. toodooloos dahlins. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86713614?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86713614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86713614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86713614' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86537180</id><published>2002-12-25T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-25T20:58:24.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>merry christmas!! i love you! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86537180?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86537180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86537180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86537180' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86354056</id><published>2002-12-20T23:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-20T23:44:09.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello blog. im sick. and runny nosed. its absolutely junyaleeg. (reference from the divine secrets of the ya-ya sisterhood novel) im constantly cold too. i wear a scarf and socks and mittens even when im in the house! the nutcracker was soosoosoo beautiful! julie kent is amazing. i was very very disappointed that ethan stiefal wasnt in it. he was supposed to be! outrage! but it was still great. the ballerinas are so freakin perfect! the first part of nutcracker is ohmygosh so boring i pinched my cheek to pay attention. i think clara is annoying. south coast was even more packed than brea mall which is understandable. i finally turned in my necklace to get it fixed. i saw 2 weeks notice today. how amazing is hugh grant???? how hot is hugh grant??? how beautiful are his eyes??? ok so even though he has kinda gross teeth they give him character. today i enjoyed my second enjoyable pho experience. it was simply delicious. i adore pho. mariana is so funny! tonight we went to her house but her mom wasnt at home so mariana thought that she had been kidnapped or something and when i tried to open the door into the house she held me back,  got a ski pole and holding it like a baseball bat she slowwwwly crept into the house. the whole house got inspected that way. i was cracking my head off. like she could have really done something even if there was a burglar! and then her mom came home and saw marian put the ski pole away and after hearing her explanation she was like...are you out of your mind?? when i went to the mall i saw about 10 people from troy. geeeezzzz. and then i saw cathy the next day. ive seriously been to the mall every single day this week. its horrible. im becoming a detested mall rat. shudder. ok anyways i gotta jet now buh bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86354056?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86354056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86354056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86354056' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-86151195</id><published>2002-12-16T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-16T21:16:50.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im at our new house right now. it feels extremely weird to live in such small of a space with my whole family. the first night here our family got in a huge fight because everyone was so cramped. and there is no privacy whatsoever. thank God it's temporary. i keep encouraging my parents to go look at new houses everyday. oh goodness we almost couldnt fit our tv in here! we had to take out the whole front window to put it in. and literally 50% of our furniture is in storage. voila! thats the end of my complaining. i spend too much money on shopping dear blog. WAY too much! i have to go at least 2 more times...tomorrow with chris and once more with grace. we already told each other what we want! she said that she got back 400 from uci after her tuition was paid for by the fafsa thing and so i could pick whatever i want. =) i picked boots. and she wants a jacket. ahh! i think im gonna spend the most on HER! geez luiz puhleeze. i miss cute boy. eunice thinks he's cute too. OMG we have NO freakin toilet paper in the entire freakin house.  we have been using paper towels and kleenax since yesterday. how SAD. ok well anyways, why are some people so cold for no reason? sometimes i don't get it why they would go out of their way to be an indifferent person when its easier to act like you care. i ate 7 mandarin orange things today! they are so yummmmy! i adore whistles! i feel like a camp counselour or something. i went to the used bookstore yesterday and bought 2 books: around the world in 80 days and ramona. i started ramona before i went to sleep yesterday. its pretty ok right now dont know if i'll like it for sure but it feels nice to be reading books again. oh that reminds me dina still has my divine secrets of the ya-ya sisterhood book. that book is so fantastic. it's one of rosie o donnels's favorite books too. i wish so much that she wasnt gay and that she didnt go and make her hair all ugly and it seems like she doesnt smile and laugh as much as she used to. AHH poop. its really none of my business i suppose. i miss my dorm! i feel like thats my real home now since we moved out of our house. i need to go buy more wrapping paper. i smell again because i didnt take a shower today. my excuse is that its good for my hair.  i am quite the silly litte girl arent i? oh! 2 days ago i went to this one dinner party thing and the people sitting next to me told me they thought i look 15! i was like NO IM 18! and im in college! and i drive! their jaws were so hanging at least 2 inches. whatever! at least i can get into disneyland for the kid's price! HAH HAH HAH! anyhooter bloggers, i must depart you now. have a long peaceful sleep while im gone and wake up refreshed for my next entry. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-86151195?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86151195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/86151195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86151195' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-85755183</id><published>2002-12-09T16:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-09T16:54:45.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i met cute boy! more on that later. my cosmos final is tomorrow......no comment on that. i was so crestfallen to discover that i can't trust some people. and its worse because i thought they were so trustworthy you know? and i respected that so much about them even when they wouldnt tell me what they knew and i was dying with curiousity. its not like i dont want to be friends with them anymore but i just feel robbed. like i was majorly deceived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a FANTASTIC cd of slow, sweet, sad love songs. ive been listening to it all yesterday and today. tell me if you want a copy! &lt;b&gt;you'll love it.&lt;/b&gt; trust me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think dennis is so sexually frustrated. he keeps making suggestions!! vulgar ones too. actually its not suggestions. its more like blunt requests. look below for an example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LiL027 : you will get an a&lt;br /&gt;ping0177 : if I dont&lt;br /&gt;ping0177 : can we have sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i say yuck?! he thinks im his sex bitch or something! which i find weird because theres a super long list of girls who are infatuated with him. why? beat's me. something quirky about him i suppose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im taking four classes next quarter. i dont want to but its for the best mar tells me. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i love my friends so much. my new ones too. i love everyone. i never knew so many people liked dave matthews band. chris and i made a bet and we asked random people if they like them and whoever reached ten first one. it was SO close. we were at 9 to 9. and then the last person said they loved them. so he won. darn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go buy shoes! irana said they were on sale at ackerman. ta ta mes cheries!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-85755183?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/85755183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/85755183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#85755183' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-85503618</id><published>2002-12-04T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-04T14:20:19.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a wonderful watermelonny day. =) i turned in my last english paper so i only have french and cosmos to worry about. except that the only class i sincerely care about are my english ones and if i get a's in them i will be so ecstatically happy that my other grades wont matter although they will be a big damper on my gpa. yeah POOP. so quarters are almost over and i really dont have anything much to write in here. i mean i DO but nothing that i want to share too much. i still have 44 freakin meal plans to use up in the next 7 days. thats like 6 meals per day. i wish my hair was long. and massively curly with little ringlets everywhere. that would be so awesome. then i could just let if poof around. haha. i love stamps. espcially the pretty ones. so timeless arent they? im drinking cranberry juice because it tastes sour. i have to start preparing for my french presentation with irano soon. oh my goodness dennis just stole my phone to make me go study the cosmos with him and plus chris is playing his freakin gypsy belly dancing dave matthews band music really loud so i will go. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-85503618?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/85503618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/85503618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85503618' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-85086223</id><published>2002-11-25T18:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-25T18:34:05.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont know why everyone has a xanga now? i am going to stay faithful to my blog. im just writing in here as an excuse not to start on my paper about damn earthquakes. i think im getting about 4 cavities bc im eating candy so so so much. i still have the candy from my mom's care package and then jamie and marians candy too. horrible! i try to brush my teeth 3 times a day.  its only a month till christmas! im SO excited. i &lt;b&gt;adore &lt;/b&gt; christmas. and i love buying presents for people too. i wish i could have the willpower of some people to do my work and not procrastinate. honestly! when will i ever learn? i lost my room key on saturday. i think its in paulettes car but i havent had a chance to talk to her yet.  it was so funny on friday night when i signed her in as my guest. the check in guy was telling us about the rules of having a guest over and paulette was like DONT WORRY I WONT GET YOU IN TROUBLE really loud and so we go to my room and she forgot her wisdom teeth medicine or something so she had to go back to her car. she offered to just go so i gave her my bruin card just in case but after 15 minutes she still wasnt here so i was gonna get her but then something interesting on tv came on so i got distracted. well 3 mintues later this guy knocks on my door - the same guy who checked me and paulette in and he looks at me and says "how can you leave your friend hanging like that?" i was like what?! and he said my friend got caught trying to use my card and then he gave me this lecture on fraud and how i could get community service.  he said that he tried to call my room but apparently we didnt have a phone and i was like no no we do have a phone but we're rearranging our electronical things and he was like Electronical? OBVIOUSLY you're not an english major. but of course i AM one so it was funny and embarrassing. crud i really gotta start revising my paper la dee dee. toodles mes bebes! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-85086223?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/85086223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/85086223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85086223' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-84756653</id><published>2002-11-19T02:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-19T02:58:41.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am soo exhausted right now. wanna fall into bed but i want to write down things before i lose them.  what a marvelous birthday i had! my weekend was so awesome eating and playing with my family and friends.  i ate about 5 meals at restaurants for birthday and i got chocolate cake like at every one.  horrible! grace took me to watch harry potter on sunday even though i had 2 essays due on monday! i didnt even start my french one until like 9 pm because stephen came to la and jenn dennis and christina was taking him places.  i got such delicious gifts this year! practically everyting i asked for and more. thank you to everyone!!! my mom got me a really cute and small video camera! but i think its really a present to our family too. and marian and jamie surprised me today!!! they came into my room at like 7 with balloons and a bag of goodies.  wowie i was gigantuously shocked. except the only thing that was weird was that stephen said something about jamie taking him back to sd and i was like oh jamies back home?  of course he denied it so i didnt think anything more of it.  we went to go smoke hookas! i am so freakin legal now! and we shared some mucho quality time together talking.  dude marian is one crazy girl! we were walking down to de neve and all of a sudden she snaps around and says GARY?? to some guy who looks at her like shes the biggest weirdo. and then she goes on to explain that shes seen his pictures from his friend who goes to ucsd and then they start talking. what a moment.  jamie parked her car at ucla and put in 2 quarters which is like 16 minutes because she thought that we were gonna leave like right away but then we ended up staying at ucla for like 2 hours and so we were all worried that she got a parking ticket but miraculously she didnt!  soo lucky!  we stole like 84,000 postcards from the cafe habibi. actually they were free.  i just gave dennis his present. i just know that he adores them. and the cake i made was yum too. ahh chris made me the cutest card!  honestly it was so adorable with our ballroom dance inside jokes. anyways i just came back from the meteor shower and maybe im really blind with my glasses or maybe theres just too much fog in la but i couldnt see crap.  mucho disappointed. anyways need sleep. almost 3. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-84756653?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84756653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84756653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_11_17_archive.html#84756653' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-84557200</id><published>2002-11-14T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T19:03:08.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i slept for 3 hours today. i was so unbelievably exhausted today. 3.5 hours of sleep is definitely not good for me.  and im beginning to doubt the perks of working. hate waking up at 5 on thursdays.  my last paycheck was a measly 40 dollars.  i cant even buy one outfit with that.  but on the other hand, i meet lots of new people and it really is fun. why am i working right now when this is the last time i wont ever have to work before i graduate and have to go to a real job every single day.  i missed ccm today. and yoga starts in 30 minutes but im not in the mood to go because i feel so icky and filthy. and plus our floor is giving us free in n out and diddy reese tonight.  anyways i need to go pick out my classes for next quarter. u-c-llll-a! u-c-l-a fight fight fight! they keep chanting that outside for the soccer game. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-84557200?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84557200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84557200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84557200' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-84510027</id><published>2002-11-13T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-13T21:04:30.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back from the first ucla basketball game against branch west basketball academy...who the heck is that?? anyways i left at halftime bc i have work tomorrow morning and plus we were losing by like 16 points. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geeeez some people just TAKE my words and TWIST them around like pretzels to suit their need.  they make INCORRECT guesses as to what i am trying to say. POOPHEADS! i hate yall.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude amanda is being such an anal bitch lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today a boy named bobby lo (not the yorba linda one) said i had chubby cheeks because i dont cuss enough and all my stress cannot be relieved or something like that. doesnt that sound so ridiculous? so he said i should try cussing hardcore for one week and see if my cheeks deflate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a smoothie right now.  and i need to take a shower. or not. i really dont need to bc all i do tomorrow is work, class, class. study. ccm/yoga? sleep. goodbye. i am feeling awfully pissed right now for some reason.  maybe i am going to start my rag soon.  i doubt thats the reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-84510027?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84510027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84510027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84510027' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-84432076</id><published>2002-11-12T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-12T12:01:35.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello dear journal - i didnt go to my cosmos lecture today. i just felt tired by the notion of sitting through 75 minutes of pure boredom and listening to the nasty droning voices of whoever is gonna lecture today. so im sitting in my room finishing up farenheit 451 for english tomorrow. why o why do i have to take this stupid cosmos class?? i would be so content just taking english history french anything non-science-y. this weekend was oodles of fun! went to grace on campus...finally after 2 months of saying i would go...everyone was so nice! i like it so much when people are nice. watched 8 mile with jam mar and brian on saturday....i am finally a pho fan! can you believe it? no neither can i. marian of course didnt finish her noodles as she does with everything. im actually craving some right now. really bad. my mummie was so shocked when i told her i like it now. went to eat at the loft too! chicken katsu! bacon fried rice! heaven. and of course i had to go to tgif happy hour...hahaha i sound like a major ms. piggy now. moving on, i have my classes for next year picked out: english french cosmos part 2 and communications. i was thinking of philosophy in literature instead of communications but i think i need a fun class. my mom bought the michael jackson dvd and its SO good. he is so amazingly great. going to watch harry potter with grace this friday! we decided to make it a tradition because last year it came out 1 day before my birthday so she took me to go see it and its coming out on the same weekend this year so shes taking me to go watch it.  last time i fell asleep though because it was so corny and a disappointing replica of the book. grace got so mad! :) now that i think about it i watched that movie twice with jam jase and clarence although i reallllllly didnt want to watch it.  do you remember the part about the Boy who cannot be named jamie????? omg that was so funny. we started cracking up like crazy. i get a 33 percent employee discount at the ucla store next week so im gonna take full advantage of it and start buying ucla things for everyone's christmas present. is that being really cheap? i dont think so bc even with the discount everything is really overpriced. ok i must resume my reading now. farewell everyone for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-84432076?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84432076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84432076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84432076' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-84195757</id><published>2002-11-07T15:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-07T15:36:51.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got up from a delightful long nap.  it felt soooo good to sleep after waking up at 5:30 this morning!! i still cant believe im gonna have to wake up so early on thursdays. but work was really fun so its worth it! i can finally make drinks and do stuff without asking a gazillion bazillion questions to everyone. this week was such a major pain in the butt. i was waiting for thursday to come since sunday morning when i started writing english paper. then french paper. then research paper. then french test. ahh!!! i have been going insane. and now my appetite is growing bc i took a nap while michelle and julie went to go eat california rolls at hedrick.  chris say eminem and alicia silverstone and kim basinger and all those famous people yesterday at the premiere of 8 mile. just thought id add that in there because it sounds so hollywood-y.  i dont know if i should go to ccm or yoga class tonight. i want to make ccm a weekly habit but then i have yoga lessons on thursdays and i already paid for those. i guess i should find out the class time on tuesdays and go to those so i can attend ccm without this guilty wasting my mother's money feeling creeping up on me. ok so i know i put this on my last blog entry but i must put it in here again because AGAIN the marching band is making an unbelievable ruckus outside.  they  only practice on thursdays and fridays and i am for some reason always writing here on those days i guess.  OMG what day is today?? it was bo's birthday yesterday! ...ok i made a post it to call her later tonight and wish her a happy birthday.  oo! oh! i forgot to mention that i received an A on my first english paper! well it was an a- but i am still happy.  i put oodles of hours into that poopy thing so i would have been crappily bummed out if i received anything less. ok its 3:28 right now and the dining halls and carusos dont open until 5. what shall i do??? umm  i want to steal tacquitos from next door. yuuummm. or actually i want to eat at a real restaurant tonight. like somewhere super delish. blah i guess i can indulge myself in the scrumptious flavorness of tgif (happy hour!!) heros (piggys) buca di peppo (jons going away) and everywhere else this weekend when i go home. oh! and absolutely CANNOT forget tobasco. ahh marian! my tobasco buddy where are you?? i still have the teensy mini tobasco bottle you brought my from arizona (i think?)! haha verona is my ucla tobasco chum. Duchess Eagle Soars Over Hills must depart now my dear readers. Au revoir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. the divine secrets of the ya-ya sisterhood came out on tv and video. if you want to make me jump with joy on my birthday buy it for me please!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-84195757?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84195757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/84195757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84195757' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3443166.post-83853047</id><published>2002-10-31T17:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-10-31T17:48:33.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this girl caroline who is my roomies study mate came into our room today and she is this huge makeup fanatic and we compared makeup and she did all our makeup for us. she even talks like a makeup artist: yea the magical mushroom gives off this olive like iridescense blah blah. i felt like such a girly girl. the marching band is playing really loud AGAIN for the umpteenth time. its driving me nuts. i cant stand it anymore. hmmmmm theres oodles of birthdays in november..ryan, bo, jackson, ME!, dennis. its so weird how jacksons is 17th, im the 18th, and dennis is 19th. oh its jenn kims bday on the 18th too. except shes turning 19. i always have a friend whos bday is super close to mine. i am always in company. i am sooo behind in french. its unbelievable. this is my birthday list: i want a new bible, king james version, small and paperbackish; a new bottle of pleasures, im almost out (caroline told me that they dont sell sexy graffitti anymore!); warm fuzzy slippers; a watch; a wallet; and thats about it for now. does that make me look selfish?  i hope not. i always tend to act a little rambunctious around my birthday. when i was little i used to countown to my birthday from a month before and told everyone i met exactly how many days were left. and i need some really good books to read. please tell me if you have any recommendations. i havent read a BOOK book that ive wanted to read since summer! gastrous. its getting horribly cold these days and i need to start bringing my winter jackets before i freeze my butt off. and i need an umbrella. im yawning like mad right now. must go lay down before going out. ta ta dahlins!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3443166-83853047?l=superduperlil.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/83853047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3443166/posts/default/83853047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://superduperlil.blogspot.com/2002_10_27_archive.html#83853047' title=''/><author><name>Lilian</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05993215696174484558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='14034634416338189123'/></author></entry></feed>