<?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-596851734092167698</id><updated>2012-01-19T16:45:36.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The     Life      of      an      Eggrorr</title><subtitle type='html'>ramblings, opinions, rants, and life happenings of a college student of asian roots. hopefully i made you chuckle along the way.
first my nickname was wonton and no one knew my real name. now it has graduated to eggroll, but as many would pronounce it without the l's, hence eggrorr as my mother would say it. its okay i'm not offended. really.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-5883590811377762444</id><published>2012-01-19T16:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:45:36.339-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ridiculous, not in a good way</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/31100268?byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" mozallowfullscreen="" allowfullscreen="" width="400" frameborder="0" height="225"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/31100268"&gt;PROTECT IP / SOPA Breaks The Internet&lt;/a&gt; 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i use to pretend we were a traveling a capella band on our way to a lake. fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K2YSo8Z_-a4" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/78qEBIKXJqQ" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PvoNfiNo1DA" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty mesmerizing. wowzers. reminds me just how talented people are out there in the world. it's too bad they're not getting the deals/attention. he reminds me of harry potter...don't ask me why, i can relate anything to harry potter, ANYTHING. though there is also something i find somewhat annoying about this, can't put my finger on it. oh it might be those intensely dramatic faces he's making, actually no i like it, the more dramatic the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. i wants beats by dre so i can sway and pretend i have musical swagger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is no way all those noises are coming out of his mouth. na ah. what....???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. i'm having a conversation with myself on blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-9096652801438400866?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/9096652801438400866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=9096652801438400866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/9096652801438400866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/9096652801438400866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/11/oh-my-my.html' title='oh my my'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/K2YSo8Z_-a4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-140649950436664335</id><published>2011-10-21T08:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T08:32:01.783-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty nifty</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JOl4vwhwkW8" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-140649950436664335?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/140649950436664335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=140649950436664335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/140649950436664335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/140649950436664335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/10/pretty-nifty.html' title='pretty nifty'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JOl4vwhwkW8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-8092318490488441409</id><published>2011-08-29T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T11:08:18.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i was not blown away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Over the weekend, the Minnesota Rep. Michele Bachmann turned Hurricane Irene into a campaign punch line, suggesting the recent natural disasters were acts of God: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia, sans-serif; line-height: 16px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Washington, D.C. you'd think by now they'd get the message," Bachmann said at a town hall in Florida Saturday to laughs. "An earthquake, a hurricane, are you listening? The American people have done everything they possibly can, now it's time for an act of God and we're getting it."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;the same can be said for you Ms. Bachmann, maybe "God" is sending you a message to STFU AND GTFO. i try not to get into politics because it almost never ends well, but this is just pure ignorance and stupidity on her part and anyone who agrees with her is just as stupid. God Bless America.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;on a lighter note...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(68, 68, 68); font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', HelveticaNeue, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;strong style="outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px; margin-top: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px !important; "&gt;Two Brits do Walmart.&lt;/strong&gt; Get a look at our consumption nation from another lens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gzj1OF7d9m4&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gzj1OF7d9m4&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walmart is truly disgusting (lemme specify: the HAM&amp;amp;CHEESE LOAF is disgusting), i should probably stop going there altogether.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;good day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eggz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-8092318490488441409?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8092318490488441409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=8092318490488441409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8092318490488441409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8092318490488441409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-was-not-blown-away.html' title='i was not blown away'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-1958337841530739069</id><published>2011-08-26T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T12:30:40.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music is my religion</title><content type='html'>there's a hurricane coming.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is freaking out. i hope it's not as dramatic as they're making it out to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find music very therapeutic and song lyrics some of the greatest poetry i've come across. i'm extremely disheartened by the direction of what this new generation considers to be "good" music and they throw some sass at me when i try to break down their music wall. this doesn't mean you won't find me humming along to some new britney spears song (i'm sure i've professed my love for aaron carter' s songs on this blog numerous times, yes i believe in my heart they are wonderful simply for being so ridiculous).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a little piece i ran across that shares some of my sentiments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;They may have the same last name, but that's where the similarities end with Katy Perry and Linda Perry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 4 Non Blondes rocker is no fan of the "California Gurls" singer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In an interview with music journalist Heath Daniels, Linda compared Katy's music to making "microwave popcorn."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's  just different, it's different," Linda said. "You listen to the Adele  record, and I'm not a huge fan of Adele, it's a solid record. A solid  record, and it's selling. OK? so that means people are still buying  records.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's the crap, like who wants a f---ing Katy Perry  record? I'm sorry, you know? You're gonna get the two songs that are  probably the hits that are good, but the rest of the album is gonna be  crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"It's going to sound like s--t and who cares about buying  that record?" Linda added. "So people download the single and then  that's it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linda's position is interesting, considering that  Katy just tied Michael Jackson with five No. 1 singles off the same  album and the fact that Linda wrote songs for pop tarts like Britney  Spears, Christina Aguelera and Pink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In fact, she wrote nine out  of the fifteen tracks on Pink's 2001 album "Missundaztood" and four  tracks off of Aguilera's "Stripped."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Linda blames the quick-money  mentality of music as "part of the reason the music business is in  turmoil," even though she is responsible for hit-makers who helped  inspire and make way for the likes of Katy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not all claws from Linda, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"She's  great for what she does. But she's not reinventing the wheel, she's not  giving substance. She's just giving, you know, microwave popcorn for  you to feast on right at this moment. You know, that's it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"And  that's what she wants to do obviously. She's not looking to change the  world musically, she's not. So all the power to her and everybody that  is like that."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote i found on  tumblr awhile ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It’s fun, but I don’t think of it as music. It’s manufactured. I  appreciate it as a pop culture phenomenon and some of the songs I like  if I hear them in a shopping mall or something, but it doesn’t function  as music for me. Music is something that communicates emotion and  integrity in a really interesting, direct way, and when I listen to the  pop music you’re describing, it’s hyper-produced corporate product. That  isn’t really even a criticism, but I just think calling it music is a  misnomer.” -Moby on Britney Spears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="overflow: hidden; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); background-color: transparent; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; border: medium none;"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is one new artist gaining popular attention that gives me hope: Florence + The Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;after her seeing her live at bonnaroo, i am still in awe/love with the depth and emotions of her songs. so excited for the new album coming out in a couple months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/am6rArVPip8" allowfullscreen="" width="560" frameborder="0" height="345"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know, music is subjective so i might be arguing an endless point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugghhh on a side note, someone remind me never to eat cheese again when i'm not at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun in the hurricane people of the east coast!&lt;br /&gt;eggrorr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-1958337841530739069?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1958337841530739069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=1958337841530739069&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1958337841530739069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1958337841530739069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having a real coldplay moment, dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;i need to see them live. sofriggingood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhh music festivals, brings back so many memories from bonnaroo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're next lollapalooza!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-8498921992340185321?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8498921992340185321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=8498921992340185321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8498921992340185321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/08/lights-will-guide-you-home.html' title='lights will guide you home'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8SbXgQqbOoU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-3776120918120763394</id><published>2011-07-03T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T16:13:09.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just don't know</title><content type='html'>they say writing it all down can be therapeutic, so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want pity. i don't want to be the person that everyone raises an eyebrow around. i just want to keep living life with happiness. i wish i could just run away from it all or snap my fingers and make it all go away but most of all i wish i was stronger. every one has their problems and struggles it's just hard to stomach when you go out and see how much better off they seem. or maybe its me. maybe its why i'm so fucked up sometimes. maybe its why i'm such a bitter and angry person. i laugh because i don't know what else to do. i joke because i need a break from feeling so damn helpless and to mask how much i hate my life sometimes. yeah, i know i'm still blessed and have it so much better than so many other, whatever. i can't bring myself to trust anyone to talk about the problems i apparently cannot handle. they'll judge me, i would too. i just hope it will eventually get better. i hope there is someone out there to make it better. i don't know why i'm writing this as i hear fireworks in the background, i just don't even know where else to turn besides my blog. pretty pathetic. i'm sure its going to be a happy happy holiday weekend for everyone. i just wish i was one of them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-3776120918120763394?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3776120918120763394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=3776120918120763394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/3776120918120763394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/3776120918120763394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-just-dont-know.html' title='i just don&apos;t know'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-6979504024065254546</id><published>2011-05-26T12:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T20:58:09.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN</title><content type='html'>all i do all day is &lt;a href="http://nyan.cat/"&gt;NyanCat&lt;/a&gt;, hopefully it will help me get over my fear of cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much respect for this woman. people can say what they want about the politics, but you cannot deny how inspiring the path the Obama's have taken to get to where they are. so incredibly incredibly proud to call her my first lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 id="yn-title"&gt;Michelle Obama on her “cute” husband, Hillary Clinton and how she raises her daughters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="byline"&gt;&lt;cite class="vcard"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/bloggers/national-journal"&gt;National Journal&lt;/a&gt;        &lt;span class="fn org"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt; By &lt;a href="http://us.rd.yahoo.com/dailynews/yblog_exclusive/pl_yblog_exclusive/storytext/is-congress-quietly-set-for-a-jobs-compromise/41349792/yblog_exclusive/pl_yblog_exclusive/michelle-obama-on-her-cute-husband-hillary-clinton-and-how-she-raises-her-daughters/41629304/SIG=10m7v7ae7/*http:/bit.ly/cj1fSV"&gt;Rebecca Kaplan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                                                                  &lt;p&gt;While President Obama was delivering a speech to the  British Parliament on Wednesday, First Lady Michelle Obama used a visit  to a prestigious girls school to give a rare glimpse into her life in  the White House.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;In prepared remarks followed by a Q&amp;amp;A at the  Elizabeth Garrett Anderson School, she talked about what made her  attracted to Obama and how she raises her daughters--as well as Hillary  Clinton and whether the U.S. is ready for a woman president:&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On whether she knew Obama would be president when she met him: &lt;/strong&gt;"Absolutely  not. No, I'm just kidding.... I knew he was a special person. And it  had nothing to do with his education. It had nothing to do with his  potential. And I say this to young women: Don't check off—there are a  lot of women who have the boxes. Did he go to the right school? What is  his income?"It was none of that. It was how he felt about his mother;  the love that he felt for his mother; his relationship to women; his  work ethic ... he wasn't impressed with himself.  And he was funny. And  we joked a lot. And he loved his little sister ... he was a community  organizer. I really respected that.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;"It was those kind of values that made me think you  don't meet people like that often. And when you couple that with talent,  and he's cute—you know, I always thought he would be useful. But I had  no idea he would be president. I didn't think he was going to be  president until the night we were standing on the stage and he actually  won. I was like, 'gosh, look, you won.' "&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;On what she and Obama tell their daughters to help them achieve their goals: "&lt;/strong&gt;Read,  write, read, read. If the president were here--one of his greatest  strengths is reading. That's one of the reasons why he's a good  communicator, why he's such a good writer. He's a voracious reader. So  we're trying to get our girls, no matter what, to just be--to love  reading and to challenge themselves with what they read, and not just  read the gossip books but to push themselves beyond and do things that  maybe they wouldn't do.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;"So I would encourage you all to read, read, read.  Just keep reading. And writing is another skill. It's practice. It's  practice. The more you write, the better you get. Drafts--our kids are  learning the first draft means nothing. You're going to do seven, 10  drafts. That's writing, it's not failure, it's not the teacher not  liking you because it's all marked up in red. When you get to be a good  writer, you mark your own stuff in red, and you rewrite, and you  rewrite, and you rewrite. That's what writing is."&lt;/p&gt;                                  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advice for women on relationships with spouses and with each other: &lt;/strong&gt;"Do  not bring people in your life who weigh you down. And trust your  instincts ... good relationships feel good. They feel right. They don't  hurt. They're not painful. That's not just with somebody you want to  marry, but it's with the friends that you choose. It's with the people  you surround yourselves with. And that's just as important as the school  that you choose. Who's in your life, and do you respect them, and do  they respect you? And are you respecting them. Right?&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;"And we as women in particular—and this is such an  important message—starting today, you all have to be supportive of each  other. You can't be jealous, and push and trip, you know? It's hard  enough."&lt;/p&gt;                                  &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Her concerns on attending Princeton University: &lt;/strong&gt;  "Well meaning but misguided people sometimes questioned whether someone  with my background could succeed. I had all kinds of worries and fears  and doubts before I entered. I worried that I wouldn't be as well  prepared as students who had come from more privileged families. I  worried that I wouldn't fit in somewhere so different from where I'd  grown up.&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt;"But after a few months in college, away from home on  my own, I realized that I was just as capable and I had just as much to  offer any of my classmates. I realized that if I worked hard enough, I  could do just as well as anyone else."&lt;/p&gt;                 &lt;p&gt; &lt;strong&gt;On whether the U.S. was ready for a woman president:&lt;/strong&gt; "I  think we're there. I think that the United States, I think many  countries around the world are ready. So now the challenge is our  preparation as women and our desire and willingness to step up and grab  that ring, because we're at a time when so many people just want good  leadership.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "Hillary Clinton is a fabulous leader. My husband had a formidable  opponent in her in the primaries. She is a phenomenal secretary of  State. We have examples of outstanding women like her in leadership all  over the world. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; "So it's completely there. The question is, are we ready? Are we, as  young women, are we ready to take that responsibility on and go after it  and take the risk that go with stepping out there and being judged? And  I think sometimes as women we can step back, but we can start pushing  ourselves now." &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i don't go on the computer for a couple days and i miss so much news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this little gem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_PXszrG1mI?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/m_PXszrG1mI?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GAWD, THIS BOY IS KILLING ME.&lt;br /&gt;for all my friends out there, this will be your birthday, graduation, christmas, kwanzaa, hanukkah, or wedding gift. i need to get my asian ham fingers on a wholesale box of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SOMEDAY&lt;/span&gt;, probs check if Costco has it, they better. You are all so very welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm going to waste the rest of my day away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-6979504024065254546?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6979504024065254546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=6979504024065254546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/6979504024065254546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/6979504024065254546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/05/nyan-nyan-nyan-nyan.html' title='NYAN NYAN NYAN NYAN'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-7630475837109179396</id><published>2011-05-03T23:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T23:22:59.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adult Baby&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sB1gPgcycQ8?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sB1gPgcycQ8?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WHAT.THE.FUCK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that is all i am going to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-7630475837109179396?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7630475837109179396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=7630475837109179396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7630475837109179396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7630475837109179396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/05/buuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title='BUUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-2997998363938964189</id><published>2011-04-24T17:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-24T20:11:31.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY ZOMBIE JESUS DAY!</title><content type='html'>you know, cause Jesus and I are such great buddies! i finally got my first Easter basket today (i got a little too excited during my search for the basket...) at my bestest maryland friend's house with her amazeballs muurland family. wuv you kwastal joan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so about a month ago i went home for spring break, super cool, and i was on my laptop proceeding to take a little bathroom break. upon my return i found this on my screen:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DsmhG51B2-8/TbTHsKNBnBI/AAAAAAAABQ8/mPNw7igPi-M/s2400/BUNNYZ.docx"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 463px; height: 530px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DsmhG51B2-8/TbTHsKNBnBI/AAAAAAAABQ8/mPNw7igPi-M/s1600/BUNNYZ.docx" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599319798195526674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since it is easter, i remembered this beautiful piece of art made by my brother for no apparent reason back in the month of march. he is 17. strange boy i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was my brother and I as small chitlins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ja7jQ2N48Ec?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ja7jQ2N48Ec?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="390" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only we're not white, we are very much yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also this caught my attention today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SeYvBoPbYY/TbTd9zYGNxI/AAAAAAAABRM/nA9uekFzMM0/s2400/BAHAHAA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 470px; height: 84px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9SeYvBoPbYY/TbTd9zYGNxI/AAAAAAAABRM/nA9uekFzMM0/s1600/BAHAHAA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599344290561406738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her sister goes to school at emerson, lo' and behol' she finally runs into meh grams and at all places, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CVS&lt;/span&gt;. i can't breath. here she is on google earth being a doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUVIa7Ai45w/TbTd-L22goI/AAAAAAAABRU/-i5B8NDcJ1k/s2400/grams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 495px; height: 386px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hUVIa7Ai45w/TbTd-L22goI/AAAAAAAABRU/-i5B8NDcJ1k/s1600/grams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599344297132851842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM DYING. yes ya'll my grams is one infamous lady in the city of Boston, particularly at all of the city's CVS's.&lt;br /&gt;i love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a magnificent day and to top it all off:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KbMPkT-5oqc/TbTKMyuvMQI/AAAAAAAABRE/ByzA_yfTuxk/s2400/sports.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 435px; height: 581px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KbMPkT-5oqc/TbTKMyuvMQI/AAAAAAAABRE/ByzA_yfTuxk/s1600/sports.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599322557853413634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week made me happy because of the above. hopefully it will continue on until we are CHAMPIONS. because unless we win, nothing else matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah one more thing. i was on the phone with my mother the other night and she proudly told me that she called into Verizon to ask the customer service guy where and what time the Royal Wedding of Prince William and Kate will be broadcasted. he told her to google it and she replied "oooohhh GOOOOGLLEE???" in her creepy asian accent. he then told her to press guide on the remote and she frustratedly replied that we do not receive tvguide. meanwhile my asshole brother is sitting right there on a COMPUTER and letting the poor woman struggle away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine being the Verizon guy on the other line, picking up the phone expecting some troubleshooting problem only to explain to some asian woman how to find out when the royal wedding will be on tv. you can't make this shit up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay thanks and good day,&lt;br /&gt;eggz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-2997998363938964189?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2997998363938964189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=2997998363938964189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/2997998363938964189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/2997998363938964189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/04/happy-zombie-jesus-day.html' title='HAPPY ZOMBIE JESUS DAY!'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DsmhG51B2-8/TbTHsKNBnBI/AAAAAAAABQ8/mPNw7igPi-M/s72-c/BUNNYZ.docx' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-4816381016921132749</id><published>2011-04-20T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T15:06:18.318-07:00</updated><title type='text'>high up on the hill</title><content type='html'>yes it has been awhile. my apologies. tumblr is now taking over my life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://eggrorr.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://eggrorr.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, as usual i have much on my mind but i'm too lazy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cannot however pass up sharing this delightful little message with you all. it's things like these that keeps me sane and reminds me of the light at the end of the tunnel. home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i see a notification from my dearest little brother on my facebook for this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1053095611" hovercard="/ajax/hovercard/hovercard.php?id=1053095611" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none;"&gt;Richard L&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul class="uiList body contentListWidth" style="list-style-type: none; margin: 2px 0px 0px; padding: 0px;"&gt;&lt;li class="uiListItem  uiListVerticalItemBorder" style="display: block; border-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="subject" style="margin: 4px 0px 2px; overflow: hidden; width: 350px; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;420&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="content" id="a95085dbabfa41f1867a492ac6acbe86" style="line-height: 14px; overflow: hidden; padding: 2px 0px 1px; width: 350px; word-wrap: break-word; font-family: 'lucida grande',tahoma,verdana,arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;Vick I found out what 420 is and I hope your not stoned out of your mind right now. But here's some stuff you missed -mom and I had movie marathon after watching marathon. Watched limitless, sucker punch, the conspirator, and atlas shrugged. - mom never knew Lincoln was assassinated and thought he was black.&lt;br /&gt;- dad has a Mexican friend called George that helps pick up used water boilers and other parts. I listen to them on the phone both struggling to communicate in English&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="uiListItem  uiListVerticalItemBorder" style="display: block; border-width: 0px; color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: courier new;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;died. yes. it is grand, i love my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;" &gt;he is still using the wrong you're/your, good luck the SATs/life buddy...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul class="uiList body contentListWidth"  style="list-style-type: none; margin: 2px 0px 0px; padding: 0px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;li class="uiListItem  uiListVerticalItemBorder" style="display: block; border-width: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div class="content" id="a95085dbabfa41f1867a492ac6acbe86" style="line-height: 14px; overflow: hidden; padding: 2px 0px 1px; width: 350px; word-wrap: break-word;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:100%;"&gt;on a side note:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K97qTTr1ybw/Ta9W9wNN71I/AAAAAAAABQo/lu0ro4ELCoU/s1600/420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 389px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K97qTTr1ybw/Ta9W9wNN71I/AAAAAAAABQo/lu0ro4ELCoU/s400/420.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597788480757165906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take it easy everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace and love,&lt;br /&gt;Eggrorr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-4816381016921132749?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4816381016921132749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=4816381016921132749&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4816381016921132749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4816381016921132749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/04/high-up-on-hill.html' title='high up on the hill'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-K97qTTr1ybw/Ta9W9wNN71I/AAAAAAAABQo/lu0ro4ELCoU/s72-c/420.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-7071845469424247280</id><published>2011-03-05T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T20:49:13.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i just can't  get enough</title><content type='html'>mood: guilty...&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to: depeche mode mix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am addicted to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D18OpMbkypA/TXMOIl4XEiI/AAAAAAAABPo/_RWMDlXfhgY/s1600/AnIdiotAbroad-500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 537px; height: 486px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D18OpMbkypA/TXMOIl4XEiI/AAAAAAAABPo/_RWMDlXfhgY/s1600/AnIdiotAbroad-500.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580819904012423714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so incredibly good. go check it out. well others may not find it as appealing as i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 week until i trek home, yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting to like my hair again. haway!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't stop snorting. i don't know what's wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a certain someone i live with likes to not clean up after herself and left our bathroom (which has no ventilation, mind you, AT ALL). i open the door to change and HOLY CRAP it smells like period blood in there. almost like a mix of a pile of shit, an old sushi market, and a dead body. lovely, i hope you enjoyed that description. if i had to go through that, the least i can do is let you imagine the gawd awful stench. I AM NOT BEING DRAMATIC. honestly one of the worst smells i've ever come across, and i've smelled a lot of nasty shit in my life, don't ask me why. ps, she went to bed at 11:20 on a saturday night. so if she expects us to be quiet, we will not. Can we please live like a normal college student please? ok thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throwback song of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LfRNRymrv9k" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have many special memories to this song. mostly around a lake and asians and karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughhh my body is so sore from working out. i'm gonna be a fitness guru. oh and i was forced to go to yoga, mighta let a lil toot out here and there....or five. i have a problem with over sharing, please stay being my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodaloo!&lt;br /&gt;Eggrorr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-7071845469424247280?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7071845469424247280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=7071845469424247280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7071845469424247280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7071845469424247280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/03/i-just-cant-get-enough.html' title='i just can&apos;t  get enough'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D18OpMbkypA/TXMOIl4XEiI/AAAAAAAABPo/_RWMDlXfhgY/s72-c/AnIdiotAbroad-500.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-4738559771266814482</id><published>2011-02-25T19:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T20:00:06.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm heartbroken...</title><content type='html'>i cannot believe this. stunned. overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZFqeXi2jOM/TWh5axap8HI/AAAAAAAABNc/yWr-KI64F3I/s1600/goodluckperk-1%2Bcopy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 538px; height: 419px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZFqeXi2jOM/TWh5axap8HI/AAAAAAAABNc/yWr-KI64F3I/s400/goodluckperk-1%2Bcopy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5577841639347056754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true Celtic, always was and always will be. bled green and always gave it his all. thanks for the 8 years of renewed faith in the Boston Celtics. Good Luck and never forget us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I7Zee1Vaimw?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I7Zee1Vaimw?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything Perk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you know what you're doing danny ainge, otherwise it will be awhile before i can forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banner 18 is slowly slipping away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh,&lt;br /&gt;Eggz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please come back....it's going to be so weird not seeing your signature scowl during the games.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-4738559771266814482?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4738559771266814482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=4738559771266814482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4738559771266814482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4738559771266814482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-heartbroken.html' title='i&apos;m heartbroken...'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZZFqeXi2jOM/TWh5axap8HI/AAAAAAAABNc/yWr-KI64F3I/s72-c/goodluckperk-1%2Bcopy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-1100231721201426894</id><published>2011-02-19T15:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T16:08:31.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM&lt;br /&gt;FRIGGIN GOING&lt;br /&gt;TO BONNAROO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2bwXSlhS4A/TWBZmUoNzjI/AAAAAAAABGU/yrAc0aMfacg/s1600/bonnaroo2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 533px; height: 759px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2bwXSlhS4A/TWBZmUoNzjI/AAAAAAAABGU/yrAc0aMfacg/s400/bonnaroo2011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575554853591961138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW YA'LL ARE JEALOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.my.gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a legendary lineup, yours truly is going to see a real live Led Zeppelin member. i will be talking about this forever and my grandchitlins are going to be so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to breath in a bag now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pooping myself,&lt;br /&gt;Fiquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-1100231721201426894?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1100231721201426894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=1100231721201426894&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1100231721201426894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1100231721201426894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/02/woooooohooooooooo.html' title='WOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k2bwXSlhS4A/TWBZmUoNzjI/AAAAAAAABGU/yrAc0aMfacg/s72-c/bonnaroo2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-1822549154938559739</id><published>2011-02-14T20:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T18:00:31.155-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like baby, baby, baby ohh</title><content type='html'>currently listen to: one time by JUSTIN BIEBER&lt;br /&gt;and i'm grooving to it. go youtube it and see if you can resist movement. DO NOT JUDGE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;completely outrage about the grammy's. its not even that i'm being bias but it is complete bullshit that Lady Antebellum won record and song of the year. i'm not against country, heck i listen to taylor swift (yes questionable i know). but that song was honestly shit. the lyrics are horrible, its got a over redundant crappy message about love. compare it to Eminem's song, recovery was his first album to be completely sober off of everything. went to jail and rehab, had a mediocre last record, and came back better than ever. Plus "love the way lie" (i don't like rihanna) considering the message, the words, the instrumentals, the singers' background, critical and popular success, it did not win a single grammy. the grammy association has been criticized for shutting out country music, well um...there's the COUNTRY MUSIC AWARDS, go there if you want an award. i'm writing to the grammy people. this is pure outrage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright stuff i found on the web:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing how my home state is ranked as the worst drivers in the country, people don't understand what a culture shock it is for a masshole to drive in other states. case in point-this is a guide i found to driving in Mass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; Always look right and left before proceeding through a  green light.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When on a one way street, stay to the right to allow for  oncoming traffic to pass.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Never, ever stop for a pedestrian unless he flings himself  under the wheels of your car.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; The first parking space you see will be the last parking  space you see.  Grab it.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Learn to swerve abruptly.  Boston is the home of slalom  driving, thanks to the Department of Transportation, which puts  potholes in key locations to test drivers' reflexes and keep them on  their toes.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Never get in the way of a car that needs extensive  bodywork.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Double-park in the North End of Boston and South Boston,  unless triple-parking is available.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Always look both ways when running a red light.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Honk your horn the instant the light changes.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Breakdown lanes are not for breaking down, but for  speeding, especially during rush hour.  Breakdown lanes may also  end without warning causing traffic jams as people merge back  in.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; If you should break down, allow your vehicle to come to a  stop in the center lane.  If road conditions are hazardous,  exit your vehicle, without looking, and stand next to it, with your  back to oncoming traffic.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Never use directional signals when changing lanes.  They  only warn other drivers to speed up and not let you in.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;  To signal a lane change, look in the direction you're  about to go, as you do so.  Wearing a baseball cap is considered  an extra safety measure.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Making eye contact revokes your right of way.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Never pass on the left when you can pass on the right.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Whenever possible, stop in the middle of a crosswalk to  ensure inconveniencing as many pedestrians as possible.  And  if a pedestrian ahead of you steps into the road, speed up  loudly and chase them up on the curb.  Pedestrians have no  rights.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; On a multi-lane highway, always drive in the left lane,  even if there are others wanting to pass.  Stay in the left lane  until the last possible instant before cutting across all lanes to  the exit.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When making a left turn at an intersection with a red  light, glare at the oncoming drivers, inch your way into the  intersection, and floor it when the green light from the other direction  turns yellow.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When merging,  floor it, as you hit the "on ramp" and  proceed immediately to the furthest left hand lane.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When road conditions are hazardous, swerve in and out of  lanes, to pass slower moving vehicles.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Communicating with other drivers and pedestrians is  important.  Gesture often.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; The furthest right lane is reserved for passing.  The  furthest  left  lane is reserved for slower moving vehicles.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Always bring your cell phone with you.  Highway driving is   a perfect time to chat with your friends and loved ones.    &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; If you miss your exit, stop abruptly and back up.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When another car pulls up close behind you and "flashes  their brights", slam on your breaks.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When entering a tunnel, always slow down and pause before  entering, even if there is no traffic or reason for delay.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; When faced with a lane detour, due to construction, always  pass as many complying vehicles as possible, wait until the last  possible second, then swerve into the specified lane.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Be prepared for abundant construction detours.    &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Taxi Cab drivers are highly trained professionals.  Observe and learn from their masterful techniques and driving skills.   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; Only those pedestrians not looking where they're going,  head and eyes fixed firmly forward, are allowed to cross in front of  traffic.    Be sure to "break" hard and stop as close to them as  possible.    &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tip:  Only pedestrians crossing within "Cross Walks" have  legal rights.  Pedestrians outside of "Cross Walks" are "fair game". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;and i now leave you with this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5eK67Kct1O4" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i had to do it. did you just throw up multiple times? i'm still recovering from it. that is 30 seconds of your life that you will never get back. you are welcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey remember sabrina the teenage witch...?&lt;br /&gt;and throwback song of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/sDxDKhnxCXI" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god, the days of my young glory...is it sad i still remember some of the words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace to the bumcrease,&lt;br /&gt;Fiquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-1822549154938559739?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1822549154938559739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=1822549154938559739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1822549154938559739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1822549154938559739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/02/like-baby-baby-baby-ohh.html' title='Like baby, baby, baby ohh'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5eK67Kct1O4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-1951128913826435783</id><published>2011-02-06T12:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:35:36.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my life is a trainwreck.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;NI HAO MINIONS!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it has been too long. i apologize.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so my life...back in the MD, JOY. the one state on the east coast that didn't get any of that crazy snow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-i got yelled at by some Jesus dude reading his bible in the Commons. apparently i'm a sinner because i talk about how my school screwed me over. gee thanks for that, DO I EVEN KNOW YOU??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-i had to sit for hours in some creepy computer room to get rid of the virus on my laptop, which i'm pretty sure is still there. and i hadn't eaten all day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-i got bored and chopped off a huge chunk of hair, so i now have asian bangs and look like every other fob on campus. great. trying to get Freja's hair, FAIL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-got yelled out by some angry ass employees in the dinning hall for apparent "misuse" of plates. reported me to the manager. BITE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-gotten kicked out of three classes because of "overcapacity" um DINGUS. I SEE TWO OPEN SEATS RIGHT THERE. gawd, i don't understand professors who go out of their way to be assholes. students are people too. k thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-didn't have a ride to the grocery store for some time, all i had were cans of nuts my grams gave me to bring back to college. so i would go to bed hungry every night. no milk for far too long, i could feel my bones getting weak and brittle. seriously, i can feel these things.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-my farts are beginning to smell, they never use to, even my suitemates are getting offended. oh sorry TMI. my oversharing habit would be another item on my mother's list of reasons i will never marry a nice charming respectable well off man. whatever, take it or leave it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-i have a serious procrastinating problem. i know every other college student does, but mine is seriously getting out of hand, it's not at all healthy. really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, in light of the new regarding the state of our education system it seems that American students are always striving for excellency in every aspect of their educational process.&lt;br /&gt;Check it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;img style="width: 541px; height: 142px;" src="http://cdn.smosh.com/smosh-pit/012011/test-answer-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;img style="width: 531px; height: 350px;" src="http://cdn.smosh.com/smosh-pit/012011/test-answer-5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 459px; height: 612px;" src="http://cdn.smosh.com/smosh-pit/012011/test-answer-big-nerd.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;img src="http://cdn.smosh.com/smosh-pit/012011/test-answer-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;img src="http://cdn.smosh.com/smosh-pit/012011/test-answer-bacon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;img src="http://cdn.smosh.com/smosh-pit/072010/testanswer-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 498px; height: 645px;" src="http://cdn.smosh.com/smosh-pit/4/testanswers-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.EM.GEE. i'm still trying to muster enough courage to do something like this on one of my exams before i graduate. SUCH WINNERS. future leaders of Amurrica.&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have a sick sense of humor and i laugh when i'm nervous or in awkward situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this jolly man cracks me up every time. i've probably watched all of his videos and there were TEARS coming down every time. i think dick and i spent 2 hours blasting them and my mom freaked out and went on and on about why people are so messed up because they swear...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is my favorite one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/1SR-rCjEnV4" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;others:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6IcZbluiA1s" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/SYbwUesXGX8" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/E7KcuRjHTu8" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/GxHACWkz7lg" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fUH8EKM-V-U" width="480" frameborder="0" height="390"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying. everytime. i don't think anyone else finds these as funny as i do. oh BOB SAGET.&lt;br /&gt;youtube him, it's Touretts Guy and he is HIGHlarious. watch them all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alrighty i have to do some homework before the superbowl comes on. i really hope the packers will win, i hate ben rothlisbooger.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;uuhhh i just drooled everywhere drinking my tea. tried to blame it on on my suite-mate, she didn't buy it. stoopid numb lip...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sayonara!&lt;br /&gt;Eggrorr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-1951128913826435783?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1951128913826435783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=1951128913826435783&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1951128913826435783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1951128913826435783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/02/my-life-is-trainwreck.html' title='my life is a trainwreck.'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/1SR-rCjEnV4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-3588318695571411926</id><published>2011-01-20T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T11:23:38.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody hell...</title><content type='html'>my winter break is almost coming to an end. i was suppose to get so much accomplished. i am going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to update this blog more since i had so much more time, but i guess i'm more motivated to update when i'm at school in need of some serious distractions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing with being a boston sports fan is yes, we have been very lucky over the years, and so there is this constant expectation to uphold that quality. they say, losing doesn't hurt more then when you're a sports fan in NE. all our teams are constantly up there in the ranks and we always get so so close and then BAM! my heart is crushed. and its always to the most hated rivals. celtics last year in game 7 to the lakers...bruins 3-0 lead to the flyers...sox getting shut out of the playoffs...this season's Pats loss to the friggin Jets...and who can forget that perfect season where we went 16-0 season only to lose the superbowl by 3 points to the giants...i still can't talk about that. oh the heartache. either suck real bad or go all the way, so the pain doesn't cut so bad. will it end soon? 2010 was not a good year all around. i'm hoping this new season will bring more joy than heartache. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and for all you haters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;a href="http://perezhilton.com/2011-01-20-man-stabs-4-people-and-kills-1-at-party-after-being-made-fun-of-for-farting" rel="bookmark" title="Permanent Link to Man Stabs 4, Kills 1 Because Of Farting!"&gt;Man Stabs 4, Kills 1 Because Of Farting!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Filed under:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://perezhilton.com/category/icky-icky-poo/" title="View all posts in Icky Icky Poo" rel="category tag"&gt;Icky Icky Poo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: normal;" href="http://perezhilton.com/category/busted/" title="View all posts in Busted!" rel="category tag"&gt;Busted!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&gt;  Sad Sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="image141935" src="http://img.perezhilton.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/man-stabbed-people-because-of-farting__oPt.jpg" alt="man stabbed people because of farting" /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" class="entry"&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is so awful, we can barely believe it!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;According to police, 21-year-old &lt;strong&gt;Marc Higgins&lt;/strong&gt; of Bristol, CT stabbed four people at a party on Saturday night, killing one of them, because people made fun of him &lt;a href="http://www.courant.com/community/bristol/hc-bristol-fatal-stabbing-0119-20110118,0,3311130.story" target="_blank"&gt;for farting.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Witnesses say that Marc drunkenly left the party, returned with three knives, and stabbed people "indiscriminately."&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;21-year-old &lt;strong&gt;Matthew Walton&lt;/strong&gt; died of the stab wounds.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;What makes this whole thing even MORE upsetting is that Higgins'  victims were not specifically targeted. He claims they were "simply the  first people he saw when he returned to the party."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Such a tragedy! Our thoughts go out to Matthew Walton's friends and family.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;As far as Higgins is concerned, we truly hope that justice is served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Killing someone over flatulence? Absolutely sickening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Wow. this is pretty ridiculous, extreme, and unnecessary. there are some crazy crazy people out there, especially when they're drunk. but i guess watch out the next time you make fun of people for farting. ahem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i have an announcement to make:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="field field-type-image field-field-image"&gt;     &lt;div class="field-items"&gt;                   &lt;div class="field-item"&gt;                                 &lt;img src="http://dlisted.com/files/icantsnookiicant.jpg" alt="" title="icantsnookiicant.jpg" width="445" height="214" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. bahahhaha my beloved Snooki is now an acclaimed writer. i'm so proud of her. another example of dreaming big. because if this little 4 ft something orange little guidette/oompa loompa pickle lover in all her hair bump glory can do it, SO CAN YOU. i love you too snooki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'll probably be back in maryland the next time i post...yippee,can you hear the excitement??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace to the bumcrease,&lt;br /&gt;Viquid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(my cousin alerted me that Fiquid is "when you fart, but it comes out in liquid form" kinda fitting though...anyways there is now a spelling change. accept it)              &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-3588318695571411926?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3588318695571411926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=3588318695571411926&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/3588318695571411926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/3588318695571411926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/01/bloody-hell.html' title='bloody hell...'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-93759220728889320</id><published>2011-01-10T12:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:52:59.051-08:00</updated><title type='text'>clock's tickin...</title><content type='html'>Hey, hey, hey, no matter how life is today&lt;br /&gt; There’s just one thing that I got to say&lt;br /&gt; I won’t let another moment slip away &lt;br /&gt; I say hey, hey, hey no matter how life is today&lt;br /&gt; There’s just one thing that I got to say&lt;br /&gt; I won’t let another moment slip away&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I hold on, I’m trying to hold on,&lt;br /&gt; I hold on, hold on, hold on, I hold on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let nobody ever tell you that it couldn’t be done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehu3wy4WkHs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ehu3wy4WkHs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take it one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Everything happens for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dream big minions!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Eggzirra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-93759220728889320?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/93759220728889320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=93759220728889320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/93759220728889320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/93759220728889320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2011/01/clocks-tickin.html' title='clock&apos;s tickin...'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-8712563071858572422</id><published>2011-01-08T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T11:18:53.602-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh codswallop!</title><content type='html'>this is why i love my state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ujlkqLoV5Ng?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ujlkqLoV5Ng?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recognize the Pru anyone?? i think i teared up just a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is why i love Snooki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToOrVF5cKd4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ToOrVF5cKd4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZEBALLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a fantastical weekend!&lt;br /&gt;Viquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-8712563071858572422?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8712563071858572422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=8712563071858572422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8712563071858572422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8712563071858572422'/><link 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Zone.  get it???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bahahhaaa....i crack myself up.&lt;br /&gt;so when my mummy left this year, she also took with her our christmas spirit with it. which is really sad, because now santa won't be able to power his sled...we don't even have a kwastmas tree this year and i can't find those HEINOUS sweaters with actual jinlgy bells. given our retarded one from last year that my mom decorated where she only bedazzled the front side of the tree leaving the rest naked as shit, it looks like a half-naked uber gay man. i need to find those pictures i took from yesteryear. I've attempted some very pathetic decorating and blasting christmas music all day every day. I think my dad's a little confused by such constant music...okay, i'm off to sip some hot cocoa and listen to some mariah carey holiday songs (lord knows how much i love them). because as buddy the elf once said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TRPWl8bmC0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/886elBBH2A0/s1600/buddy-the-elf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 523px; height: 721px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TRPWl8bmC0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/886elBBH2A0/s400/buddy-the-elf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554018712843324226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plan on doing just so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HOLIDAYS&lt;/span&gt; EVERYONE&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's too much crap in the world, so lets try our best to be merry and jolly when we can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gawd...this post is cheesy. don't judge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBQuPs5n8Wo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CBQuPs5n8Wo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love always,&lt;br /&gt;Fiquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-7160740527475759905?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7160740527475759905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=7160740527475759905&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7160740527475759905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7160740527475759905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/12/kwastmas-cheer-for-all.html' title='KWASTMAS CHEER FOR ALL!!'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TRPWl8bmC0I/AAAAAAAAA_Q/886elBBH2A0/s72-c/buddy-the-elf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-228654227748489012</id><published>2010-12-14T19:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T20:03:11.969-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sippin flower tea in my tie dye snuggie</title><content type='html'>i have turned into a fruit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose to be studying for my final tomorrow, instead i'm here jammin to some tunes in the above scenario. lovely. oh and hackin up a lung. my dadsicles called early this time and told me to remind him daily and ask that useless brother of mine to write numerous notes for him to pick me up on friday. i bet yall the man will forget/be late regardless. this life of an eggrorr is oh so much fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and should i ever decide to have children, i would like you all to get this for me for my baby shower. in a wide assortment of colors (except pink, not a fan). thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TQg8XW-9GCI/AAAAAAAAA9E/95ZkSx-nS4s/s1600/the_baby_snuggie_pm-thumb-300x433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 450px; height: 649px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TQg8XW-9GCI/AAAAAAAAA9E/95ZkSx-nS4s/s400/the_baby_snuggie_pm-thumb-300x433.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550752912738424866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just imagine my cute asian face there instead. beyond glorious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace to the bumcrease,&lt;br /&gt;Eggrorr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-228654227748489012?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/228654227748489012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=228654227748489012&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/228654227748489012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/228654227748489012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/12/sippin-flower-tea-in-my-tie-dye-snuggie.html' title='sippin flower tea in my tie dye snuggie'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TQg8XW-9GCI/AAAAAAAAA9E/95ZkSx-nS4s/s72-c/the_baby_snuggie_pm-thumb-300x433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-964317616130276172</id><published>2010-12-03T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T15:48:35.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;婆婆-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i didn't get to say a proper goodbye but know that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I thought of you with love today&lt;br /&gt;but that is nothing new&lt;br /&gt;I thought about you yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and days before that too,&lt;br /&gt;I think of you in silence&lt;br /&gt;I often speak your name&lt;br /&gt;All I have are memories&lt;br /&gt;and your picture in a frame&lt;br /&gt;Your memory is my keepsake&lt;br /&gt;with which I’ll never part&lt;br /&gt;God has you in His keeping&lt;br /&gt;I have you in my heart.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i will love and miss you forever,&lt;br /&gt;嘉穎&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-964317616130276172?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/964317616130276172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=964317616130276172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/964317616130276172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/964317616130276172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/12/my.html' title='I wish you the sunshine of tomorrow'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-2763591944390481294</id><published>2010-11-06T14:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T15:29:50.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>now listen what i say oh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" class="sqq" &gt;“Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you  riding through the ruts, don't complicate your mind. Flee from hate,  mischief and jealousy. Don't bury your thoughts, put your vision to  reality . Wake Up and Live!” -Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to: snow by red hot chili peppers&lt;br /&gt;current mood: STOKED for the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youtube kinda sucks these days. stupid commercials and lame new format. really crampin' my blog's style...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night i had this dream that i was in this really big room on a ghetto bed in the corner and this male asian, i think it was either my dad or my uncle came in, that's when i saw this gray cat lying on the floor. i flipped a shit and begged for the asian person to chase it out/get rid of it. thats when i saw another large striped cat scurry across the room into another corner and then magically fit under the crack of the door. then i lost it. i begged and cry to go back to my room and the asian person disappeared and i was left all alone. poopin myself with fright (well not really). so i wrapped my presh body into the sheet, SPRINTED outta there into my room and jumped on the bed. throwing things around to rid it of cats. then i woke up and was really hungry. i think i need to get this phobia checked out. it's not healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i watched gone baby gone. it's ben affleck's directorial debut and set in bahsten. fairly good and it left me questioning life choices, but i wont get all deep and mushy for everyone's sake. but it definitely made me miss home, oh dorchester, MA such a beautiful place...and the accents are divine as well...also apparently they filmed some parts of the social network at phillips academy, 5 minutes from my beautiful asian home. UGHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE 2 EXAMS ON A MONDAY??&lt;br /&gt;ruining my football, 60 minutes, and desperate housewives sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZP4Ugev82I&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bZP4Ugev82I&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a magical saturday,&lt;br /&gt;Eggrorr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, 13 DAYS UNTIL DEATHLY HALLOWS!&lt;br /&gt;newly released malfoy manor clip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="height: 390px; width: 640px;"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSg2vhIQrY?version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSg2vhIQrY?version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Victoria/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Victoria/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-2763591944390481294?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2763591944390481294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=2763591944390481294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/2763591944390481294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/2763591944390481294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/11/now-listen-what-i-say-oh.html' title='now listen what i say oh'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-6958447352441663924</id><published>2010-11-05T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T14:22:47.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frenzy state of mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="body"&gt;A man is a success if he gets up in the morning and gets to bed at night, and in between he does what he wants to do." -Bob Dylan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="bodybold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;greetings all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've officially hit holiday mode and i'm so STOKED FOR CHRISTMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i started listening to a bunch of christmas music and wearing my holiday socks. joy!&lt;br /&gt;i cannot wait to return home for turkey day and black friday. i'm sure my peanut cousins will be camping outside the stores...unfortunately bon qui qui and belendan will not me home for taboo night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh you peeps should probs check this out:&lt;br /&gt;http://eatthis.menshealth.com/slideshow/food-additive-glossary&lt;br /&gt;(please disregard that its from men's health)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well now this interesting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TNRxiSRAWxI/AAAAAAAAA5s/GO7PeHG-rvY/s1600/20101106_WOC504_0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 542px; height: 466px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TNRxiSRAWxI/AAAAAAAAA5s/GO7PeHG-rvY/s400/20101106_WOC504_0.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536174675777837842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well what do ya know, LOOK WHAT'S NUMBER 1. so all those hating on the more natural substances, take a good look before you make judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look what else grabbed my attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="font-style: italic;" class="story-header"&gt;Invisibility cloak closer with flexible 'metamaterial'&lt;/h1&gt;                                                               &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="byline"&gt;               &lt;span class="byline-name"&gt;By Jason Palmer&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;span class="byline-title"&gt;Science and technology reporter, BBC News&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="caption"&gt;   &lt;img style="width: 176px; height: 235px;" src="http://news.bbcimg.co.uk/media/images/49774000/jpg/_49774065_tweezers4hi.jpg" alt="Tweezers holding flexible metamaterial (IoP)" /&gt;      &lt;span style="width: 224px;"&gt;Metamaterials work by interrupting and channelling the flow of light&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="font-style: italic;" class="story-feature related narrow"&gt;   &lt;a class="hidden" href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-11686303#story_continues_1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;                       &lt;p style="font-style: italic;" class="introduction" id="story_continues_1"&gt;Scientists  in the UK have demonstrated a flexible film that represents a big step  toward the "invisibility cloak" made famous by Harry Potter.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The film contains tiny structures that together form a  "metamaterial", which can, among other tricks, manipulate light to  render objects invisible.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Flexible metamaterials have been made before, but only work for light of a colour far beyond that which we see.&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Physicists have hailed the approach a "huge step forward".&lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The bendy approach for visible light is &lt;a href="http://iopscience.iop.org/1367-2630/12/11/113006/fulltext"&gt;reported in the New Journal of Physics&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how all very exciting! did i mention ONLY 15 MORE DAYS TILL DEATHLY HALLOWS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm buying this present for my lovely brother dick cause he always dutch ovens himself and when dadsicles and i go to wake him up by lifting his covers, IT IS DEATH. i don't know what he eats...oh slim jims. my mum could probably use it too, just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cL2Z-bJL10s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cL2Z-bJL10s&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i am now going to attempt to be a good student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodaloo,&lt;br /&gt;Fiquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-6958447352441663924?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/6958447352441663924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=6958447352441663924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/6958447352441663924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/6958447352441663924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/11/frenzy-state-of-mind.html' title='frenzy state of mind'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TNRxiSRAWxI/AAAAAAAAA5s/GO7PeHG-rvY/s72-c/20101106_WOC504_0.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-7225919300539069599</id><published>2010-10-24T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T20:39:47.272-07:00</updated><title type='text'>missin the good ol'baystate</title><content type='html'>so some peeps don't understand my love and attachment to my home state. i've been to a lot of places and nothing compares to new england. you may disagree but being born and raised there my whole life, there are some small charms that makes it that much more special to me. you gotta love and remember where you came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta about a month till i get to go back, in  the meantime, here's a list of all the things that i love and miss about bahsten and its surrounding areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fenway park and the garden (sox hats and gear everywhere and everyday). gillette's too far&lt;br /&gt;-the obnoxious sport fans that no other place can rival. seriously, its in our blood.&lt;br /&gt;-upper crust pizza, papa gino's, spinners, &amp;amp; bertuccis.&lt;br /&gt;-actual DERICIOUS clam chowder in a nice in a bread bowl.&lt;br /&gt;-the boston accents and saying the world wicked w/o being mocked.&lt;br /&gt;-boston common and the movie theater across from it.&lt;br /&gt;-beautiful and chill hippie maine and vermont.&lt;br /&gt;-the really RUDE drivers that have no manners...&lt;br /&gt;-rockingham mall w/the annoying teenyboppers, salem nh.&lt;br /&gt;-cake batter ice cream from emack and bolio's.&lt;br /&gt;-getting mail from my p.o.box in cambridge, yes i have one.&lt;br /&gt;-no sales tax in new hampshire, my fathers love for this and his refusal to buy even a bottle of shampoo in a costco/bj's in mass.&lt;br /&gt;-wrentham outlets&lt;br /&gt;-the nerds at havahd &amp;amp; MIT, the hipsters by berkeley, the prepsters at BC, and the azns at BU.&lt;br /&gt;-market basket&lt;br /&gt;-the shitty T and its efforts to "modernize".&lt;br /&gt;-the incredible amount of trees and ACTUAL mountains.&lt;br /&gt;-Anna's taqueria, no other mexican place matches.&lt;br /&gt;-newbury comics and yes the uber touristy faneuil hall.&lt;br /&gt;-how friggen cheap lobstah is compared to other places, and i like it steamed dipped in butta or the asian style with scallions. plus cornbread &amp;amp; baked beans on the side.&lt;br /&gt;-going to lawrence for whatever reason, always a charming place...&lt;br /&gt;-chinatown and its lovely smell/people.&lt;br /&gt;-legitimate amounts of snow but not shoveling it.&lt;br /&gt;-newbury street, copley, and the pru.&lt;br /&gt;-having a car albeit its shitty conditions.&lt;br /&gt;-obnoxiously loud family and friends, massholes to the core.&lt;br /&gt;-rotary NOT circle, highway NOT freeway, breakdown lane, and the fast lane.&lt;br /&gt;-charles river for earthfest, july 4th, or new years.&lt;br /&gt;-our backyard pool/pond and the ghetto cars&lt;br /&gt;-frances rivera and the whole 7 news team (the anchors elsewhere suck).&lt;br /&gt;-bob's discount furniture, the 1-800-cars-for-kids, ernie bott, (woops i mean BOCH ;) jr. commercials.&lt;br /&gt;-how accessible everything is (beach, city, stores, nature).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how when you leave, even the most ridiculous things are missed...i'm sure there's more and i'll add onto the list but for now these off the top of my head makes being from NE that much cooler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ughhh it smells like my roomate's feet in here. that's what happens when you don't wear socks with sneakers. i'm going to go vomit now because of this stench.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh one more thing, my blog look is mega fugly and i apologize for its 'stuck in the '90s look' but due to my severe retardation with technology, i have no idea how to change it. so if anyone would like to help, it would be much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great last week of october, oh and do try to keep it classy on halloween.&lt;br /&gt;2010's almost ending, how very strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Eggz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-7225919300539069599?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7225919300539069599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=7225919300539069599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7225919300539069599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7225919300539069599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/10/missin-good-olbaystate.html' title='missin the good ol&apos;baystate'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-491551888100459219</id><published>2010-09-26T20:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T18:00:20.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one day your life will flash before your eyes</title><content type='html'>it's been a week. exactly 7 days ago and on my birthday i experienced losing someone so close to me. we all knew it was time, time to accept what was coming, time to let him rest peacefully. i don't know what i feel, because i keep seeing his ernie bott face and i keep thinking that the next time i go home to boston, he'll be sitting there telling me how tall i am (all 5'3" of me) and asking me what some english word means. he was the greatest human being i've ever met. he didn't smoke, drink, cuss, or gamble. besides that, i think the most honorable trait was that in the 20 years that i knew him, i never once heard him speak an ill word about someone or treat anyone without respect and kindness. he took care of his family working from the ground up. and never once have i heard anyone say a bad thing about him. i can't sum up what an amazing man he was. he lived as a saint and i'm sure he's a saint now. i still remember him taking the T all the way to cambridge to pick me up from school, cane in hand, baseball cap on. I would always get so sleepy on the greenline and he would have to drag my twatty butt back to mason place. i will always remember him watching basketball (chicago bulls fan) in his favorite green chair, handwashing his clothes well into his 90's, or getting up every morning to buy the chinese newspaper and perhaps a cha shiu bao or dan tat for dicky and i. i was so lucky to have gone back to the place in china where he raised his family and to spend that amazing summer reliving his past with him. my only regret is not spending more time with him towards the end. I love him so much and i'm so thankful to have met such an angel in my life. my grams told me that him passing on my birthday is his present for me to live, so that every year, as i grow another year older, his dream lives on. he wanted us to live honorable and simple lives, educating ourselves to become better people. i only hope to be half the person he was and i hope to pass on his message to my kids. his birthday gift was that he brought all of my uncles and aunt together in a way i never thought possible (despite the family drama), it was my first birthday where they were all there with me and he in spirit (i wouldn't ask for anymore). when people ask you who your hero is or who you aspire to be, you often hear a celebrity or some famous figure, but i can 110% say that he's mine and everything about this man was real, honest, and good to the core. just when i was losing faith in family, my culture, and where i came from, he renewed my faith. i miss him so much and its lonely to being here by myself, but i know he's want me to be strong and to be happy for the amazing 20 years that i got to spend with him and the 98 years (+2, 1 from the heavens and 1 from the earth) that he graced this earth with his presence. tomorrow they will bury you and i wish i was there, it's finally kicking in that you're gone but i'll always be there with you to hold your hand just i did when i was 5 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1 style="margin: 0pt; font-size: 12px;"&gt;“You can shed tears that he is gone,&lt;br /&gt;or you can smile because he has lived.&lt;br /&gt;You can close your eyes and pray that he'll come back,&lt;br /&gt;or you can open your eyes and see all he's left.&lt;br /&gt;Your heart can be empty because you can't see him,&lt;br /&gt;or you can be full of the love you shared.&lt;br /&gt;You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;or you can be happy for tomorrow because of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;You can remember him only that he is gone,&lt;br /&gt;or you can cherish his memory and let it live on.&lt;br /&gt;You can cry and close your mind,&lt;br /&gt;be empty and turn your back.&lt;br /&gt;Or you can do what he'd want:&lt;br /&gt;smile, open your eyes, love and go on.”&lt;/h1&gt;-David Harkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so gramps:&lt;br /&gt;I love you and I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I will always hear your voice in my head&lt;br /&gt;and remember your ernie bott face and mica feet.&lt;br /&gt;I will try my best to live a life that you would be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;May you watch over our entire family, bring us together&lt;br /&gt;and may you forever rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always,&lt;br /&gt;ka wing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-491551888100459219?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/491551888100459219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=491551888100459219&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/491551888100459219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/491551888100459219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-day-your-life-will-flash-before.html' title='one day your life will flash before your eyes'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-4739889905971159593</id><published>2010-09-17T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-17T13:29:12.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>staying strong for each other</title><content type='html'>hey god,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its me again. i don't if you're really up there, i want to believe you are.&lt;br /&gt;please just give us some more time to all be there by his side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please let my grandma in HK know that we're there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're good people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's my birthday wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always,&lt;br /&gt;Victoria K. L&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-4739889905971159593?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4739889905971159593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=4739889905971159593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4739889905971159593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4739889905971159593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/09/staying-strong-for-each-other.html' title='staying strong for each other'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-812637791954386569</id><published>2010-09-09T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T13:27:16.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>seems like everyone's for themselves these days...</title><content type='html'>greetings again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been far too long and much has happened in my otherwise dull life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty epic summer, saw a lot of people, ate a lot food, went to alotta places, and most importantly, gained a whole new perspective (oh and about an additional 6 lbs, sorry family.) i will update soon with pictures, hopefully...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its the beginning to another school year and its not starting off the way i would like it to. i wish i had my family and friends with me, because they are without a doubt the most important part of my life. And by friends i mean the ones who've stuck by you, take you for who you are no matter what, make you laugh at yourself, and the ones who after being apart for long, it feels as if nothing's changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shout out to everyone who truly matter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mumsicles &amp;amp; dadsicles&lt;br /&gt;despite my anger towards how gosh darn annoying you two are, i will always miss your "ways" wherever i go and your words of wisdom are always in my head. you might not think it, but i'm listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presh little brother, Dicky&lt;br /&gt;you make me so mad sometimes with your obnoxious teenage puberty self, but i'm glad to see how close we are. you are the most special person i've ever met. thanks for the laughs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guido cousins&lt;br /&gt;jess, jenn, bev, bren for the relationship we have compared to peanuts...and for always being there to play taboo with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my potato pals (the ones that i actually stayed friends w/after high school and made the effort to make our friendship last)&lt;br /&gt;most importantly- Burkey Turkey, Buhbies, &amp;amp; the Apester, ya'll are RIDICULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;double c's, dewek, brown suga, sometimes the italian stallion and miss. 2.0 avril.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kwastal/moesha/sista from anotha motha&lt;br /&gt;you made my life in maryland bearable. thank you for EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cousins back in the homeland for being AMAZING FOBS, i mean that.&lt;br /&gt;all my aunts and uncles who take such good care of us every time we go back to HK. truly gives me that warm and family feel. some of my happiest moments are with you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandparents-for teaching my parents the morals and values that hopefully will be passed onto me to become a better person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the aunts &amp;amp; uncles that have no family relation but nevertheless, treat me as if i were their own-&lt;br /&gt;Susie Yee Yee &amp;amp; Uncle Richard, Gracie Yee Yee &amp;amp; Uncle Frankie, Ruby Yee Yee &amp;amp; Family (Jane), godfather David &amp;amp; Auntie Holly (plus Carmen).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where this post comes from but i think after some reflection on my life, i needed to lay out those who are apart of MY family (blood relation or not). everyone who i owe so much of my happiness to and gave me the feeling that i'm never alone wherever i go. i've realized that money seems to tear so many people apart or their selfish and cheap ways drive people away. the people listed have never been "cheap" or have been stingy with the relationship, whether they have it or not, have been more then willing to put others before themselves. thanks guys for being such great people for me to compare which relationships are real and which are simply not meant to last. people will come and go in my life, but hopefully i can hold onto you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WICKED CHEESY but it must be said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace &amp;amp; Love Always,&lt;br /&gt;Eggaroo/Fiquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-812637791954386569?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/812637791954386569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=812637791954386569&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/812637791954386569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/812637791954386569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/09/everyone-for-themselves.html' title='seems like everyone&apos;s for themselves these days...'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-1999111643191929980</id><published>2010-08-03T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T04:22:57.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am slowly withering away...</title><content type='html'>herro munchkins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm back in the HK. this summer has been way too busy and stressful. i have not stopped since i've come home from school. we just came back from zhuhai/macau and i think i sweated 56% of my body's liquid content away. not to mention i mght now have epilepsy due to my mother's constant camera flash. cause with mumsicles, its no matter if the sun's out and beaming all its powerful rays or all the lights have been turned on, even on auto mode if the picture is taken without flash then it doesnt count, oui these si lai's...in macau i finally got to go into the casinos, pretty rad. too bad it was with a bunch of old geezers and i didn;t know how to play anything. i did walk away with $100 more dollars than i went in with, but i should have made all the bets cause yours truly was 5 for 5, i think i have espN or something. last night my hairy, uber sweaty, insanely phlegmy fob cousin kept us all up due to his freakishly loud snoring. not normal for someone his age, we're sure he has some sort of medical condition. not to mention my lil bro dicky has an extremely weak stomach here and has to poop 4 times a day and death inducing farts. the other day he was pooping and i was chillin in the living room and THIS AWFUL STENCH filled my beautiful nostrils. the servant told us not to breath in but then even she couldn't handle it and had to open up all the windows. i could smell his shitpile in the next bathroom over. IT PERMEATED THROUGH THE WALLS. i wanted to die, kids got issues. and i can't catch up on any of my tv shows. the one english show they have is MONK which is blah. so now i have no choice but to get hooked on these stupid azn soap operas, which i swore i wouldn't...oh another story we were eating and the miss. hong kong pageant was on, #13 won and DICK TWEETED taylor swift about it becuase thats her lucky number. i could go on and on with stories about how special he is. i have to face him day in and day out and i fear for my brain cells by the time i get back to school. okay those are my travel stories for the day, i'm waiting to be retrieved right now but i think my mother forgot to come get us. she forgot her birthday the other day and how old her son is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you're having a good summer bon qui qui ;) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rove always,&lt;br /&gt;fiquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-1999111643191929980?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1999111643191929980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=1999111643191929980&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1999111643191929980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1999111643191929980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-slowly-withering-away.html' title='i am slowly withering away...'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-7264519379440218750</id><published>2010-07-23T01:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T02:20:20.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey turds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;everything is in frikin chinese and i cant read jackshit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, i forgot about this nifty lil blog.&lt;br /&gt;okay so since Buhbies and Turkey still read this i will provide an update on the LIFE OF AN EGGRORR. i am now halfway around the world in the land of my ancestors. i've basc been sleeping. kinda missin the good U.S. of A already cause no ones know what i'm tlakin about. i'll be like hey check out that GUID there or that chola looking hott mess ova there and they'll just stare at me. and they dont seem to understand that you cant be a celtics fan and have a kobe poster hanging in you room. thats like tellin someone you're a yankees and red sox fan which i would just roll my eyes at and give you pure sass cause it makes no sense. speaking of which no one here understands when i sass them or understand that being a fresh piece of attitude to me is highly unacceptable. plus it is BALLS HOT HERE, i can't even breath. okay tomorrow i will finally venture out and maybe buy a video camera and documents my travels. and get some frikin wifi cause i cannot deal with all the chinese on this computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and take glamour shots like such with my azn family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="field field-type-image field-field-image"&gt;     &lt;div class="field-items"&gt;                   &lt;div class="field-item"&gt;                                 &lt;img src="http://dlisted.com/files/vintagethesituation.jpg" alt="" title="vintagethesituation.jpg" width="445" height="351" /&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;         &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;yes that is Mike oh whoops i mean THE SITUATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrIp3k5pJQM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GrIp3k5pJQM&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xd0d0d0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace to the bumcrease,&lt;br /&gt;fiquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-7264519379440218750?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7264519379440218750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=7264519379440218750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7264519379440218750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7264519379440218750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-turds.html' title='hey turds'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-2703460919603907458</id><published>2010-05-08T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T14:30:05.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUP PEEPS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green Tip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(183, 242, 167); font-family:'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;For wrapping and boxing, use recycled paper. Go for boxes made from recycled cardboard. Most post offices and stationers provide these products.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;mood: things feelin a little bittersweet&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to: Airplanes-B.o.B&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;herro, its been awhile. i apologize. what to write about today...?&lt;br /&gt;um well i haven't stopped eating. munchin away nearly every waking hour of the day for the past week, i think i have a worm. instead of reading, i am pondering away about which country to go to for my peace corps work. right now i'm down to Jamaica, Morocco, South Africa, or Fiji. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;also i am considering becoming a vegetarian full time. i'm sure that's gonna disappoint  many, especially my meat lovin family. but so far i am failing for my love for bacon is far too strong. everyone should watch Food Inc. seriously, its sad when a hamburger costs less than a head of lettuce.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;umm...what else, oh yeah i'm probably going to start making this a video blog (we'll see how long that lasts) but for the people who do read this, it would be really nice if you left some comments, do you like the setup, questions, thoughts, anything you would like to see in particular. it would just be nice for me to get some feedback. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh isn't it sad when friends just drift apart for no reason....i was thinking about how close i was with so many people, practically inseparable with some, and then i don't know what happened, but you just wake up one morning and realize you haven't talked to these people in quite some time. and then you don't know what to talk about...so sad. but i guess the true good friends are the ones that stick around and no matter how much time has passed, its as if nothing's changed. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay i need to go work out now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PEACE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fiquid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-2703460919603907458?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/2703460919603907458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=2703460919603907458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/2703460919603907458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/2703460919603907458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/05/sup-peeps.html' title='SUP PEEPS.'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-4356823052562954037</id><published>2010-04-20T15:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T15:45:44.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Share the love people</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;IT'S 4.20!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Holiday Peeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this post is gonna be all green in celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;too bad i can't enjoy it cause my life is so complicated, uh huh thats the way it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;yeah so the whole US snowboard team is en route to Maryland to visit Mr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Obama, i wish i could go to the airport and skope em out like the sketchy egg that i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. oh yes my sink exploded once again, no joke SHIT WAS SPEWING OUT LIKE A MASSIVE SHIT FOUNTAIN as i was tryin to put in my contacts. seriously, imagine a nice water fountain with clear crystalling wawa, BUT DARK SHIT mixed with food particles splattering everywhere. screamed bloody murder for my roomates, like the one time a jewish kid wore a cat mask and entered my room, it was so cute i had to run to another to vomit. called FIXIT, said they would probs come in about 2-3 days. so i got my fresh attitude on and told them that SHIT, i cannot stress that enough was pouring onto my carpet floor plus it smelled like death. lovely. started 10 minutes before my exams...thats the life of an eggrorr for ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;okay here's my contribution for spreadin the love today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;this is for all you ignorant turds out there. Check it:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div class="title"    style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-   margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;h1 class="title"    style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-   margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: bold; font-family:Georgia;font-size:20px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;It’s high time to end marijuana prohibition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div    style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-   margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="author"   style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial;   margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(17, 17, 105); font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;By Paul Armentano, NORML deputy director &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span class="date"   style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial;   margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 15px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(113, 113, 113); font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;04/20/10 01:20 PM ET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="txt"    style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-   margin-top: 5px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5 !important; font-family:Georgia !important;font-size:14px !important;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;p    style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-   margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 1px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 1px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5; font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- font-family: arial, tahoma, sans-serif;  margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:Arial;font-size:10pt;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-   margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:12pt;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#99FF99;"&gt;By any objective standard, marijuana prohibition is an abject failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nationwide, U.S. law enforcement have arrested over 20 million American citizens for marijuana offenses since 1965, yet today marijuana is more prevalent than ever before, adolescents have easier access to marijuana than ever before, the drug is more potent than ever before, and there is more violence associated with the illegal marijuana trade than ever before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over 100 million Americans nationally have used marijuana despite prohibition, and one in ten – according to current government survey data – use it regularly.  The criminal prohibition of marijuana has not dissuaded anyone from using marijuana or reduced its availability; however, the strict enforcement of this policy has adversely impacted the lives and careers of millions of people who simply elected to use a substance to relax that is objectively safer than alcohol. NORML believes that the time has come to amend criminal prohibition and replace it with a system of legalization, taxation, regulation, and education.&lt;br /&gt;Only by enacting state and local legislation on the use, production and distribution of marijuana, can state and local governments effectively impose controls regarding:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Which citizens can legally produce marijuana;&lt;br /&gt;• Which citizens can legally distribute marijuana;&lt;br /&gt;• Which citizens can legally consume marijuana; and&lt;br /&gt;• Where, and under what circumstances, is such use legally permitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By contrast, the prohibition of marijuana provides law enforcement and state regulators with no legitimate market controls.This absence of state and local government controls jeopardizes, rather than promotes, public safety.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example: Prohibition abdicates the control of marijuana production and distribution to criminal entrepreneurs (e.g., drug cartels, street gangs, drug dealers who push additional illegal substances).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prohibition provides young people with unfettered access to marijuana (e.g., according to a 2009 Columbia University report, adolescents now have easier access to marijuana than they do alcohol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prohibition promotes the use of marijuana in inappropriate and potentially dangerous settings (e.g., in automobiles, in public parks, in public restrooms, etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prohibition promotes disrespect for the law and reinforces ethnic and generation divides between the public and law enforcement (e.g., according to the FBI Uniform Crime Report, 75 percent of all marijuana arrestees are under age 30; African Americans account for only 12 percent of marijuana users, but make up 23 percent of all possession arrests).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legalizing and regulating adult marijuana use would raise revenue, promote public safety and limit the access that young people have to marijuana. These are goals that lawmakers and the public ought to support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to end 70-plus years of marijuana prohibition with a policy of legalization, taxation, regulation and education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i    style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-   margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial;   margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:10pt;color:#888888;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Armentano is the deputy director of the National Organization for the Reform of Marijuana Laws (NORML), and is the co-author of the book Marijuana Is Safer: So Why Are We Driving People to Drink?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 1px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 1px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;hear hear brotha, now i leave you with this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Au_8GMUxVs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0Au_8GMUxVs&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 1px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 1px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;enjoy the day and take a minute to 'relax' ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border- margin-top: 15px; margin-right: 1px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 1px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 1.5; color:initial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;PEACE!&lt;br /&gt;Fiquid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-4356823052562954037?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4356823052562954037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=4356823052562954037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4356823052562954037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4356823052562954037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/04/share-love-people.html' title='Share the love people'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-3649838850869766519</id><published>2010-04-18T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T19:47:57.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HELLO CAITLIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;love always,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Fiquid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-3649838850869766519?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3649838850869766519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=3649838850869766519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/3649838850869766519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/3649838850869766519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-caitlin.html' title=''/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-7633743434606784562</id><published>2010-04-12T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T21:26:02.664-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...sucks balls right now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(47, 40, 31); line-height: 18px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Green Tip: Use cold water for washing your hands - there are really no health benefits in using hot water as the temperatures that kill bacteria are also too high for human skin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: slowly chuggin along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currently listening to: Jay-Z's moment of clarity&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;herro blog, it has been far too long....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i started this blog i told myself i would write on it daily to better express myself...FAIL. i am just too lazy these days not to mention there's not much going on besides school. yes, i know, uber exciting. beyond ready for summer to come. funny how i tell myself to work harder every semester and it just completely backfires. so tired of stressing about everything. you live once and i just don't want to waste it on meaningless things. the other night, lil dicky called me asking for advice. i'm a guru. thanks. well homeboy's trying to figure college out. he's a sophomore in high school and he's freakin out about what to do. hell, i'm in college and i'm still trying to figure it out. asked me if he should go into business or medicine. first off, both would be strange fits because a.) he's scared of blood, gets all light headed...good luck being a doctor. b.) lacks the proper communication and logic skills to be a good businessman. c.) kids still got two years of high school and puberty to worry about. too funny....then he asked me if the healthcare field would make good money. GOOD LORD. i was losing an obscene amount of braincells talking to him. i wish i could tell him to do what his merry lil heart tells him or what makes him happy without worrying about money. i wish we wouldn't have to worry about money. but this is life and money rules it. plus i gotta take care of my parents in their old age. dandy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well one thing dick's good at is singing opera. yeah you would never guess in that frail malnourished body of his. so i told him to get a new haircut, practice his facial expressions, get some new dance moves, and become this kid:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aA-tOsM6F4Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aA-tOsM6F4Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-LmdukLxaA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x-LmdukLxaA&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh man...he will always be my little brother. for all his retard moments, gotta love him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh pet peeve of the day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;don't push your religion on anyone. don't tell me how god feels because you really don't know. let people figure it out on their own. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll try to write more often, for the few people who still read this, and for my own sake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodaloo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fiquid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-7633743434606784562?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7633743434606784562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=7633743434606784562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7633743434606784562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7633743434606784562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/04/sucks-balls-right-now.html' title='...sucks balls right now'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-8938569202074975840</id><published>2010-02-07T22:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T23:12:31.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey man!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;currently listening to: some absurd noise comin out of the telly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: stressed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sooooo, it has been a while. i have allowed myself to get way too lazy. so so sorry. anyways today, err, well yesterday i guess, was superbowl sunday. YAY SAINTS WON!!! even though it wasn't the pats, it was a good game for a much deserved team (except kim kardashian and her hiney vv. dating reggie bush). finally a team that i root for wins...also special bday shout out to shananigans and fong zhea ;-) anyways i'm back at school and due to the "snowpacalypse" there's no school tomorow! woot. well of course everyone down here DO NOT know how to handle a couple inches of snow, its quite incredible to watch them all freak out. you'd think it's the end of the world. course hailing from NE, i just laugh. here is an excellent video of what i'm talking about:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kpxiCxO5k0g&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kpxiCxO5k0g&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah, very special indeed, only THAT IS THE WHOLE STATE OF MARYLAND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so what's on my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;here's the thing: i like to think of myself as a pretty reasonable person. i'm sure i have a pretty good sense of humor considering the hits i get from my friends and i can definitely take them. yeah, i let things go and sometimes i wish i don't because for some reason certain people like to use me as a punching bag. i can take a joke, but enough is enough. i, like everyone have my limits. i respect others and their space and when it is apparent that someone is uncomfortable, i stop and respect that personal space, so i don't think it's too much to ask for in return. bottom line: don't be a hypocrite and be respectful. we all have different interests and peeves, so respect that. something that doesn't bother you might bother me. there are certain things that i would like to keep private, so respect that. yeah, i'm asian and i'm scared of cats. get over it. i think this is a reasonable request that i ask of those around me and at the end of the day, i don't care if you're having a bad day or you want to feel better about yourself by continuing to pick on others, stay the hell away from me because i will snap. i don't want to but i will. when you ask someone time and time again not to do something and they continue, its only a matter of time before they lose their cool. like i said before, everyone has their limits. it's a very simple, treat me the way you want to be treated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As Bob Dylan once said: "All I can do is be me, whoever that is." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just gotta keep that in the back of my mind and not let others get to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wooooo, that feels a lot better. sorry about the rant, but i just needed to get that off my chest. thanks to those who've always been there and still respected me, you all know who you are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;until next time,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fiquid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-8938569202074975840?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8938569202074975840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=8938569202074975840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8938569202074975840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8938569202074975840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/02/hey-man.html' title='hey man!'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-1054248629534398493</id><published>2010-01-02T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:26:41.417-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i don't even know...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i don't believe in god or anything else for that matter but if he really is out there i hope he's listening...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;i'm praying for you kevin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;please please come back to us the way you were. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that's it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i can't bring myself to be optimistic for anything this new year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-1054248629534398493?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/1054248629534398493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=1054248629534398493&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1054248629534398493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/1054248629534398493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2010/01/dont-even-know.html' title='i don&apos;t even know...'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-3677250937863395439</id><published>2009-12-24T16:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T16:45:12.607-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alright mother</title><content type='html'>well here i am sitting home with my super wacked out family. my trip coming home was quite the little adventure like always. i swear there is a little black cloud that follows me whenever i travel...there was however a bunch of very good looking men on that bolt bus, one of which sat next me and i'm pretty sure during the course of that 4 hour ride i drooled all over him in my sleep. so so sexy. and again, my father decides to forget me. basically leaving me at the bus station to die. very reliable parent that man is....well tomorrow is christmas, and here i am on christmas eve writing on my blog (which i recently discovered that at least one person actually reads, HERRO JK!), let me just say how uneventful this christmas is, well like the rest of 2009, not much goin on. fun times.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so my mom was talking about some nonsense and in response to her blabber, i randomly threw out my catchphrase "mom, don't be such a hater" she then got extremely offended and yelled at me for calling her hitler and asked me over and over how she in any way resembled hitler. yes, true story. booooyyyy is it going to be a long break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well i have to go eat and change this strange pattern of sleeping until 2:30 in the afternoon. i will leave you with my favorite video of the year, no one else finds this as funny as i do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMNry4PE93Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMNry4PE93Y&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and this lovely mariah carey song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8qG9ORDgLPs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8qG9ORDgLPs&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh wowzers i just realized this isn't the original, oh well its more festive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH and one more thing, YOURS TRULY, YES ME, WENT TO VISIT THE JERSEY SHORE HOUSE! all my dreams came true, it was a magical moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOVE,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PHIQUID&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-3677250937863395439?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/3677250937863395439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=3677250937863395439&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/3677250937863395439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/3677250937863395439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2009/12/alright-mother.html' title='alright mother'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-4983748283444247677</id><published>2009-12-16T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T19:45:15.088-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i rather be doing something else</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;well hello.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i seem to have forgotten about this blog. so its finals week and i'm trying to put off studying, so here i am. this is going to bite me in the ass once i get my grades. i was so bored, i randomly decided to curl my hair in the middle of studying. this is quite celebratory considering how i never brush/do my hair. good job v. um so the year 2009 is about to pass. pretty strange how darn fast this year went by. and boy was it a sucky ass year. i don't recall a single momentous or worthwhile occasion that took place in 2009. dear lord, here's to hopefully better things to come in 2010. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what's on my mind...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think its pretty ridiculous when people do that "if you mess with so and so, you mess with me" is that suppose to scare me? because half the time the people saying this are dinky ass mofos. if anything i would mess with them more. just cause i'm an asshole. i don't know...small thought i found funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh you know what else i don't not appreciate? profile pictures of people kissing/cuddling/being gross with their significant other. yeah we know you love each other, too bad no one cares or wants to see that. it's not cute, its nauseating.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;EEEEKKKKKK i saw a sneak peak for part one of the last harry potter movie and i almost shat myself. it is pretty gnarly, you should probably check it out....whoever is still reading this. man, i sound so intelligent and classy in these posts. hopefully if i run for office one day/become famous this will not haunt me. but then again, who am i kidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah its cold as balls outside, and i won't be home till the 22nd...beantown will be so butt ass cold which now hurts my joints, yes i'm 85 years old. alrighty i should probably go back to studying...i can probably kiss law school goodbye since i am so disgustingly lazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CANNOT WAIT FOR CHRISTMAS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;toodaloo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fiquid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-4983748283444247677?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/4983748283444247677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=4983748283444247677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4983748283444247677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/4983748283444247677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-rather-be-doing-something-else.html' title='i rather be doing something else'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-8946516378817887725</id><published>2009-10-18T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T20:35:43.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>herrrooo</title><content type='html'>wow i have neglected this blog for far too long. to be honest there's not much going on in my life besides studying and eating...its a fun time. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyways, i cannot believe i'll be home in two weeks. it's gonna be strange being back home when so much has changed. nevertheless i'm stoked beyond words. get to see my special family and goober friends after about three months. i've been thinking more and more about where i want to go after school finishes. i have always thought politics/international affairs was the way to go but now deeper and deeper into my studies i'm starting to have second thoughts. i wanted to do something that would affect others and make an impact in this very messed up world of ours. As far as what i'm studying right now, the passion is just not there anymore. don't get me wrong i will always have an interest in such matters but i'm just wondering if i'll be happy doing it for the rest of my life and i want to spend it doing something i'm happy about. i know fashion is an impractical route to a lot of people and i do see where they're coming from. there are so many girls that claim fashion is their passion and really their lives completely revolve around it even before they're in school. it would be such a waste to completely do a 360 and transfer to parsons. obviously i don't really know if i'll like working in fashion until i shadow someone. but it is so hard to get an insider's perspective in that field. i mean what exactly do magazines or designers look for when hiring someone outside of personal style? you know what my dream job would be? be a buyer for bergdorfs or saks. you get paid a crapload to shop and i think i have a pretty good idea of what would sell. who am i kidding...man those girls on the hills/city are so incredibly lucky. to have a camera follow them around and get paid thousands per episode and then lead off into such amazing opportunities at teen vogue or dvf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess life really is about chance and luck sometimes, i mean watch this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQsVlFfqxWE&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KQsVlFfqxWE&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the baby survived with a just a few small bumps on his head, incredible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we get that one chance. usually it comes down to yes or no but it is always so much more complicated than that. i wish there weren't so many other factors. i wish you could just choose on impulse but alas life is life and i have just gotta deal with it and make my own chances.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what exactly do i want anymore??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well have a good one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fiquid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-8946516378817887725?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/8946516378817887725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=8946516378817887725&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8946516378817887725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/8946516378817887725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2009/10/herrrooo.html' title='herrrooo'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-5741541230522458040</id><published>2009-10-09T14:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:09:36.669-07:00</updated><title type='text'>buh buh buh</title><content type='html'>so my homesickness is beginning to really get to me. not only am i lacking some good home cooked meals but i am beginning to miss my mother yelling at me. oddly enough. so i stumbled across these videos, funny thing is that i understand what the women are saying and i completely see that within my own family...good god, i wonder if i'll be like that once i hit 50?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing for sure, never fight with a middle aged asian woman. just don't do it, because trust me. you will lose. you'll see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rm4SazjKsQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1rm4SazjKsQ&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also a majority of asian women are drama queens. myself included. we freak out easily cause its in our nature. we can't help it, so word of advice, just stand there, say and do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbVw7entkxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xbVw7entkxg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowzers. too too funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what is going on in my life...?&lt;br /&gt;well for starters, i cut my hair. a lot of it. it is pretty darn short compared to before. i am so excited for thanksgiving because yours truly finally gets to go home!! woot. but it also means hell until then cause of exams and papers and then once i get back more hell cause its finals count down. wow it just never ends but its funny how fast it is going by. also i heard it is extremely cold back home. apparently its snowing somewhere in md, which is pretty unheard of so i can't even imagine how bone chilling beantown will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so a while back i told you about my bro sneakin his lovely face into all of my luggage, it was mighty beautiful to walk to class with his doofy face on a keychain on my backpack. oh did i mention he's in a police uniform. reals embarrassing...but i finally gathered most of it, there's more and here's a little snapshot of what i found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/StvVu5z0xOI/AAAAAAAAAjI/EqV_pvoxpZA/s1600-h/PICT0766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 428px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/StvVu5z0xOI/AAAAAAAAAjI/EqV_pvoxpZA/s400/PICT0766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139980475188450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's the keychain and magnet up in the right corner, i also found a sticker of his face PERMANENTLY stuck to my retainer case, so every morning &amp;amp; night when i use it i see this extra special face. just look at the pose with the nature background and the glazed over eyes...he looks somewhat autistic, which he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/StvVuW-E3aI/AAAAAAAAAjA/iZ92TD0mN0M/s1600-h/PICT0764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 448px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/StvVuW-E3aI/AAAAAAAAAjA/iZ92TD0mN0M/s400/PICT0764.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139971122945442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then this lovely scroll is hanging on my desk directly facing my roomate. so when she wakes up BOOM there he is. and that pose with the slight 20 degree lean is just priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/StvVt8QbdJI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3bVQwcg7ZqU/s1600-h/PICT0763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 449px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/StvVt8QbdJI/AAAAAAAAAi4/3bVQwcg7ZqU/s400/PICT0763.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394139963952166034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lastly. this card. which i received in my inbox with a note: "snuggle buddy vic, i hope you like this, it took me over an hour to make." THIS TOOK HIM ONE HOUR TO MAKE. oh my dear god. that's all i can say, btw that's his face on what is clearly NOT HIS BODY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe i even miss him. the kid is that special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well goodbye for now, these next few weeks are going to be gawd awful. i'll do my best to update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;fiquid&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-5741541230522458040?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/5741541230522458040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=5741541230522458040&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/5741541230522458040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/5741541230522458040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2009/10/bahahha.html' title='buh buh buh'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/StvVu5z0xOI/AAAAAAAAAjI/EqV_pvoxpZA/s72-c/PICT0766.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-7683059376829295343</id><published>2009-10-07T20:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:59:25.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish i knew french...</title><content type='html'>wow i cannot believe it is october already...it is balls cold already down here in maryland. anyways what is on my mind today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes i cannot stand/hate flaky ass people&lt;br /&gt;really it is common courtesy to either let the person know in advance or to give a simple gawd honest answer. Gesus krist...i really don't understand. and don't think people don't know. like updating your facebook or twitter when you're supposedly "busy". or completely ignoring an extremely important message  sent to your fbook inbox. I KNOW YOU'RE THERE AND I KNOW YOU GOT THE MESSAGE. if it wasnt important, trust me, i would not make the effort. its not too hard to put two and two together. really it is just so extremely rude and disrespectful. don't act like a diva or a douchebag and beat around the bush. don't drag people around and think that their plans or lives revolves around your schedule. and if i ask you about it, give an honest answer, say yes or no or why, don't NOT REPLY AT ALL, and leave me hanging. good lord, i'm sorry but that is just one of my biggest pet peeves, when people can't keep their promises or make no effort at all. i'm glad momma taught me well. she may be crazy but she damn well did her best to teach me common courtesy and manners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the other day my roomate and i were extremely bored and losing our minds from studying so it was indeed another youtube night. i'm sure you've seen the two asian fobs lipsynching to backstreet boys. well we REdiscovered them and they are simply HIGHlarious, well at least to just the two of us. and so we spent the next 2 hours watching them and this is what we found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pluLJVqQfWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pluLJVqQfWY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the classic, look how big his nostrils get, and they look like my cousins....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/j80YDDfiaT4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/j80YDDfiaT4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this one is too much simply because of the song and the sad part is that both my brother dick and i have this atrocious song on our ipods. and yes we groove to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5mYrS6S49W0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5mYrS6S49W0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is just weird, how many times does that kid come up??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XeHKVW4Ig4U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XeHKVW4Ig4U&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this amazing black eyed peas song. note their facial expressions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0NMWGz4u0k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P0NMWGz4u0k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN THIS ONE. it is my favorite. 1.) because my amazing mother has about 100 cassettes with this incredible music 2.) she dragged me to several chinese opera shows when we were in china 3.) here, they are the males, the females GO even higher, MUCH MUCH higher. i know, it makes me want to tear my ears off after, and 4.) LOOK AT THEM AND THOSE FABULOUS COSTUMES. what normal people own these and puts them on...it takes like 15 minutes to just put the bottoms on. plus i love the one boy in the back who just plays PC games while the two weirdos do their thing. he's completely at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry i have a weird sense of humor and i for one, find these two incredibly fabulous and hilarious. maybe because they remind me so much of my own family...christ, there are many more videos but i won't burden you with strange azn videos. they do sing to some jay chou songs, also formerly on my ipod. sad, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-7683059376829295343?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7683059376829295343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=7683059376829295343&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7683059376829295343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7683059376829295343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-wish-i-knew-french.html' title='i wish i knew french...'/><author><name>I'm Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-2460933165209138284</id><published>2009-09-26T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:55:40.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wild animals: ATTACK</title><content type='html'>ahaha this is actually pretty funny, at other's expense. reminds me of my own family members.&lt;br /&gt;this one time this wild turkey held up quite the traffic jam on my street. it was huge. so my brother decides to go outside and chase after it....of course this prompts my mother to follow suit. and so i look out the window: long long line of cars, two asians running around shooing the damn turkey....dear lord. of course my mother comes in and decides to whip out her camcorder and tape my wild bro chasing the turkey around. sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhh68bITXM8&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hhh68bITXM8&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty lame...yeah 1 exam down two more to go, FUN WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;toodlezz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-2460933165209138284?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-4466764238075345179</id><published>2009-09-26T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T17:04:45.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>such a sad gloomy day...</title><content type='html'>currently listening to: jack johnson, yeah its one of those days...&lt;br /&gt;ughh its raining and i wasted half my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am obviously not studying for the three exams...&lt;br /&gt;neeways...red sox got shut out by the yankess, yippee... this day just got so much better.&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, new shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for my birthday i received in my mailbox this GYnormous package with my mumsicle's handwriting i open the package and this is what i got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qjkoHjtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/49-LFAG98A0/s1600-h/PICT0758.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left; width: 253px; height: 305px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qjkoHjtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/49-LFAG98A0/s320/PICT0758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qkW2knNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KyZMYrJsVyA/s1600-h/PICT0760.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qkW2knNI/AAAAAAAAAPw/KyZMYrJsVyA/s320/PICT0760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qkBGPWRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kDugncPwoR8/s1600-h/PICT0759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qkBGPWRI/AAAAAAAAAPo/kDugncPwoR8/s320/PICT0759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qkznhRmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/k_oP6A8ePPM/s1600-h/PICT0761.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; clear: both; float: left;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qkznhRmI/AAAAAAAAAP4/k_oP6A8ePPM/s320/PICT0761.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah it is a humongous hideous photo albm filled with pages and pages of fobby asians. love.&lt;br /&gt;plus she left me this GREAT birthday message complete with birthday songs in both chinese and english (she later told me she sang them in a bakery filled with normal people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so it has just been brought to my attention that i bought 2 left shoes. i am retarded.&lt;br /&gt;this is the best day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fiquid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Eggy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03807836909584667957</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/TS5DOe3zHCI/AAAAAAAABBY/WKyF666uzPk/S220/peace-sign-clr.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j2p0s59oYj4/Sr6qjkoHjtI/AAAAAAAAAPg/49-LFAG98A0/s72-c/PICT0758.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-596851734092167698.post-7599607791069188772</id><published>2009-09-23T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T09:10:41.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>test</title><content type='html'>so i realized that most people who read my old blog have either little or no interest in fashion and so i decided that it is fair time to separate the two. this blog will go back to what it was originally made for: my rants, opinions, and life happenings. if anyone cares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new fashion blog: www.amoreeggrorr.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/596851734092167698-7599607791069188772?l=thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thelifeofaneggrorr.blogspot.com/feeds/7599607791069188772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=596851734092167698&amp;postID=7599607791069188772&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7599607791069188772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/596851734092167698/posts/default/7599607791069188772'/><link rel='alternate' 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