<?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-29729531</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:37:47.006+08:00</updated><category term='Celiz'/><category term='silly'/><category term='raindrops'/><category term='skeptwo'/><category term='spring'/><category term='luz'/><category term='family'/><category term='jardim'/><category term='moz'/><category term='graffiti'/><category term='yours to keep'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='hyper'/><title type='text'>In This World</title><subtitle type='html'>..WE PONDER AND EXPERIENCE..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>193</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7514209086932192331</id><published>2010-02-24T03:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T03:23:42.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deftones!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gunsrazorsknives.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://content.velvethammer.net/deftones/rocketskates/freerocketskates.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7514209086932192331?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7514209086932192331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7514209086932192331' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7514209086932192331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7514209086932192331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2010/02/deftones.html' title='Deftones!'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-427982039458744566</id><published>2009-12-29T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T02:31:35.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Got Back</title><content type='html'>I just got back from a 3 day beach camp. Left on Boxing Day. That was so relaxing. I'll post more about it tomorrow when I'm in a more reflective writing mood. I'd write about it now but I'm too tiiiired. I miss that beach right now. It kinda sucks being home right now, being so used to the beach scenario and its calming power. I don't know if you know what I mean. I loved the whole stay though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sunburned though. I think I only got sunburned this afternoon. I hate getting sunburned. I look about 3 shades darker. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-427982039458744566?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/427982039458744566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=427982039458744566' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/427982039458744566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/427982039458744566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-got-back.html' title='Just Got Back'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2067186791893858184</id><published>2009-12-25T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T18:31:01.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I haven't updated in a while. I'm rusty with this.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the first time I've spent Christmas with my family in 4 years, except my dad's not here, he's working in Haiti. But yeah we had a good dinner at home last night. I slept late so I got up late, just 30 minutes ago. I'm eating my lunch right now (it's 6:26pm). Mashed potatoes and roast beef with gravy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I hope everybody's swell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Stay blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-2067186791893858184?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2067186791893858184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2067186791893858184' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2067186791893858184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2067186791893858184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/12/yo.html' title='YO'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7570100190808885680</id><published>2009-11-16T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T20:03:26.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Haine</title><content type='html'>You should watch this French film from 1995. I just watched it. A friend recommended it to me and I thought it was awesome. I have yet to watch a terrible French movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tulane.edu/liberal-arts/french-italian/images/la-haine_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 521px;" src="http://tulane.edu/liberal-arts/french-italian/images/la-haine_2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7570100190808885680?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7570100190808885680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7570100190808885680' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7570100190808885680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7570100190808885680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/11/la-haine.html' title='La Haine'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-902342803341942998</id><published>2009-11-10T23:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T03:12:25.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Recommend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.beyondrace.com/images/stories/500_days.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 583px;" src="http://www.beyondrace.com/images/stories/500_days.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I just finished watching this and thought I'd recommend it to everyone. It's beyond great. I liked it instantly and not just because Zooey's in it. You should let me know what you think once you see it. This is definitely an immediate addition to my favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;And I guess since I recommended that, I should go ahead and recommend these too, since I've been indulging in movies that just came out on DVD. I won't say much about them. Just recommending.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fusedfilm.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/37ff9_adventureland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 558px;" src="http://fusedfilm.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/37ff9_adventureland.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Adventureland! I know it's directed by the guy who did Superbad, but it's nothing like Superbad. It's really laid-back and mellow actually. Good to watch on a lazy night. Great acting. You'd like it for what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.smcm.edu/studentevents/_assets/images/awaywego.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 580px;" src="http://www.smcm.edu/studentevents/_assets/images/awaywego.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah I'm a sucker for indie films. But good ones of course. Some of this takes place in Montreal, just so you Canadians know. This one goes from being fun to mellow. It's sweet though.&lt;br /&gt;I just searched and found out the director directed American Beauty, Road to Perdition, and Jarhead. Crazy. I never would have guessed. This is so different from all those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.imagesforme.com/upload/2338a7a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 551px;" src="http://www.imagesforme.com/upload/2338a7a6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;This whole movie takes place in Toronto. They don't say it, but I knew immediately from the first shot, somehow. It just reminded me of Toronto and then a few minutes into it, I saw the CN Tower and knew. This is a crazy compelling movie. Some parts felt awkward and loose, but the film was a great idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/goodbye_solo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 571px;" src="http://www.impawards.com/2009/posters/goodbye_solo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Goodbye Solo I mostly enjoyed because the main character's African and he has that cool African accent. You'll get what I'm talking about. It's such a good movie too. I wanna see more of the director's movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://moviebanter.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/waltz_with_bashir.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 378px; height: 503px;" src="http://moviebanter.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/waltz_with_bashir.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://moviebanter.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/trouble_the_water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 556px;" src="http://moviebanter.files.wordpress.com/2009/01/trouble_the_water.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;As for these two, they're really compelling documentaries. Waltz With Bashir is amazing. It's animated and in Hebrew. It's so great. Really visually stunning.&lt;br /&gt;Trouble the Water is about Hurricane Katrina, from the perspective of these two victims who filmed what they went through during the flood. So, it really shows you how people suffered. It's really REAL and you'll wish you could have done something to help. Watch it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-902342803341942998?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/902342803341942998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=902342803341942998' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/902342803341942998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/902342803341942998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-recommend.html' title='Random Recommend'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8013819619655575809</id><published>2009-10-29T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:57:16.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fresh Beats</title><content type='html'>Just got 2 fresh beats out the oven! This one I just made like 10 hours ago. Somehow I can't get enough of it. It's just really chill and reminds me of fall, like orange leaves and driving around in the city or hanging out at a park. Had to post it up. I threw in snippets from an old Alfred Hitchcock interview I found. Thought that would be interesting. This is going into my album too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/gf-I-Y-XXi/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/gf-I-Y-XXi/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=gf-I-Y-XXi" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=gf-I-Y-XXi" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=gf-I-Y-XXi" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=gf-I-Y-XXi" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/gf-I-Y-XXi/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/skeematicspaz/music/J_hQeQCe/skeematic-spaz-still-waters-run-deep/"&gt;Still Waters Run Deep - Skeematic Spaz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one I made yesterday. I threw in some dialogue from the movie &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;The Hangover&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe you'll enjoy it whether you've seen it or not. I'm not sure this will be part of my album. Prolly not, but I think it'd be a good treat as a demo or a free single to share with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/GgeGpVAth6/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/GgeGpVAth6/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=GgeGpVAth6" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=GgeGpVAth6" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=GgeGpVAth6" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=GgeGpVAth6" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/GgeGpVAth6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/skeematicspaz/music/jVeHrkD-/skeematic-spaz-goin-beyond-never-again/"&gt;Goin Beyond (Never Again) - Skeematic Spaz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8013819619655575809?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8013819619655575809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8013819619655575809' title='89 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8013819619655575809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8013819619655575809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/10/fresh-beats.html' title='Fresh Beats'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>89</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-6209939502055555986</id><published>2009-10-25T04:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T05:04:16.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Album</title><content type='html'>My album's pretty much shaping up! I've got 18 tracks listed so far, which consists of plain instrumentals and 4 skits. I showed half of the album to Michael and he loves it. Apparently he was listening to it in the bus on his way to school and he was nodding his head to the beats. I'm glad he likes it. He said it's underground. He's gonna be on at least 2 tracks. This is the album cover:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SuNqOcyzm0I/AAAAAAAABAU/bagqyrDvoGk/s1600-h/Time-To-Move1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 352px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SuNqOcyzm0I/AAAAAAAABAU/bagqyrDvoGk/s400/Time-To-Move1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396273574999989058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anyway, now I'm in the process of starting to write lyrics. It'll take a while to completely finish writing every song. I'm guessing about 2 months or more. Def gonna take my time. I'm thinking of recording a demo track sometime soon just so I have something out. It's been so long. Michael recorded a track just the other day and it sounds so good, it made me want to come out with one too.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the latest beat I made a few hours ago that I just added to my album: (press play)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 300px;"&gt;&lt;object height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/KNzaozIBFn/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/KNzaozIBFn/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="110" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 1px; background-color: rgb(230, 230, 230);"&gt;&lt;div style="padding: 4px 4px 0pt 0pt; float: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin: 0pt; padding: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox" type="text"&gt;&lt;input value="Search" style="font-size: 12px;" type="submit"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top: 3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=KNzaozIBFn" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=KNzaozIBFn" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=KNzaozIBFn" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=KNzaozIBFn" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/KNzaozIBFn/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/skeematicspaz/music/CqKuWc1G/skeematic-spaz-imaginations-in-flight/"&gt;Imaginations in Flight - Skeematic Spaz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intro is a sample I took from one of my favorite movies, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Waking Life&lt;/span&gt;. If you haven't seen it, do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steph, I think you know where that picture's from!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-6209939502055555986?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6209939502055555986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=6209939502055555986' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6209939502055555986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6209939502055555986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/10/album.html' title='Album'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SuNqOcyzm0I/AAAAAAAABAU/bagqyrDvoGk/s72-c/Time-To-Move1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7602265229523732974</id><published>2009-09-21T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T01:13:23.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>September Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;-I went to the Tribal Gear tattoo expo last night with my brother. It was tight. We met P.O.D.'s drummer, Wuv. I'll post some pics up when I get to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;-I'm starting to work out because I'm evidently getting fat. Mostly doin pushups to get some arm muscle goin to replace all that fatty fat. I did situps too but that killed my stomach and pelvis so I stopped. I'll get back into it sometime though. I should hit up the gym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;-My friend Michael from back in Mozambique who's actually in London now, convinced me to start working on some tracks for my own solo album. So I'm workin on that. I've done one beat for it which sounds pretty tight. One of my problems (though on another level is still a positive thing) is that I make so many beats and hand them out to my buddies (Hermano in South Africa and Michael in London) cuz they're the ones who are actively writing or doing shows and I'm not into rapping at the moment. I keep making beats though, so there's always material to work with and hand out if needed (Hermano always asks for beats which I gladly provide him with, and he's actually done a few shows recently doing Christian hip hop). Anyway, I'm pretty much just brainstorming ideas for my solo project so this is something I'm putting time and work into. I think there are lots of things I say I feel like doing but never end up dedicating myself to it, but this isn't one of those things. I think there's a point to this and I'm rolling with it and I hope it comes out great. I haven't written songs in a long time - I've just been making beats, and I think it's time to give myself a challenge in writing again. I'm aiming for 5 songs for now. Michael said to do at least 10, but we'll see how I feel after doing 5. I might post up my beats on here as this project progresses, so I guess you and my future self can see what's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Peace and lots and lots of love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7602265229523732974?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7602265229523732974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7602265229523732974' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7602265229523732974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7602265229523732974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/09/september-update.html' title='September Update'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-1181137997286226741</id><published>2009-09-03T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T09:14:12.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Legendary Tales</title><content type='html'>My new kung fu vibe beat. Press play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/6bNk2u8Rq5/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="FlashVars" value="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/6bNk2u8Rq5/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent" flashvars="backColor=000000&amp;amp;primaryColor=999999&amp;amp;secondaryColor=4d4d4d&amp;amp;linkColor=666666"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="background-color:#000000E6E6E6;padding:1px;"&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/" style="margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;input type="text" name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Search" style="font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="padding-top:3px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=6bNk2u8Rq5" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=6bNk2u8Rq5" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=6bNk2u8Rq5" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=6bNk2u8Rq5" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/6bNk2u8Rq5/" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/skeematicspaz/music/8Dl4OtWm/legendary-talesspazmp3/"&gt;Legendary Tales_Spaz.mp3 - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-1181137997286226741?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1181137997286226741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=1181137997286226741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1181137997286226741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1181137997286226741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/09/legendary-tales.html' title='Legendary Tales'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4715708942256663190</id><published>2009-08-25T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:37:12.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Be Dat?</title><content type='html'>This is really cool-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="230"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4636202&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4636202&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="230"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4636202"&gt;The Longest Way 1.0 - one year walk/beard grow time lapse&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1608392"&gt;Christoph Rehage&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4715708942256663190?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4715708942256663190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4715708942256663190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4715708942256663190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4715708942256663190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-be-dat.html' title='Who Be Dat?'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4325014985548943932</id><published>2009-08-22T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:32:13.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Net Probs</title><content type='html'>So the internet wuz down for like a week, cuz the company wuz installing fibers or whatever to other parts of Asia or something. Anyway, got it back like 2 days ago. It sucked not having internet. Felt so out of touch with the world, but it's back up now and it seems to be faster too.&lt;br /&gt;Booyah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4325014985548943932?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4325014985548943932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4325014985548943932' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4325014985548943932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4325014985548943932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/08/net-probs.html' title='Net Probs'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5678994018718679445</id><published>2009-08-08T14:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T14:30:55.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Wicked!</title><content type='html'>So they ended up using my Harbourfront picture!&lt;br /&gt;http://www.schmap.com/toronto/introduction_history/#p=22112&amp;amp;i=22112_23.jpg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome summer music:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mobb Deep&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt; mix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ataQ955-Chk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&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/ataQ955-Chk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5678994018718679445?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5678994018718679445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5678994018718679445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5678994018718679445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5678994018718679445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/08/wicked-wicked.html' title='Wicked Wicked!'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4261670707497880615</id><published>2009-07-27T10:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T11:37:22.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noob</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Dear Future Kevin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;This rarely happens but last night at the supermarket, you saw this diamond in the ruff (or starfish in a sea of fish, or dolphin in a sea of whales, or a gummy bear in a bag of nuts.. well, you know what I mean) type of girl and you didn't make a move. Remember what she looked like? Yeah. Latin/Portuguese-looking half-Filipina. RARE here, buddy. That was an opportunity and you knew it right then you'd regret not hollering. So that was an opportunity gone, but in the future I'm pretty sure you'll know not to have to think twice. Moron.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyway, love you bro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Past Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;P.S. You just had Canadian bacon for breakfast for the first time in months and it was wick-wick-wicked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4261670707497880615?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4261670707497880615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4261670707497880615' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4261670707497880615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4261670707497880615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/noob.html' title='Noob'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7895845910741682202</id><published>2009-07-12T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:40:43.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Schmap</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, I was notified that one of my photos was short-listed for the upcoming 8th edition of the &lt;a href="http://www.schmap.com/toronto/home/"&gt;Schmap Toronto Guide&lt;/a&gt;! And of course I approved it, so hopefully they'll end up including it. It'd be sweet. Somehow I remember the framing being better though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's this photo right here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs20/i/2007/273/0/c/Harbourfront_Centre_by_TrippySpaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 298px;" src="http://fc07.deviantart.com/fs20/i/2007/273/0/c/Harbourfront_Centre_by_TrippySpaz.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7895845910741682202?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7895845910741682202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7895845910741682202' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7895845910741682202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7895845910741682202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/schmap.html' title='Schmap'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-319964175589237990</id><published>2009-07-09T00:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T01:06:15.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booobies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;So here's a quick update. Just so you blogfiends and whoever else reads my crap (stalkers probably or friendly aliens) knows what's up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I've been thinking about the possible things I can do with my time here (before I leave the country to go to wherever  it is I'm going next.. back to Toronto hopefully, though that isn't in a while) and at the same time I've been feeling like the streets here need some decorating. I got inspired by a couple street artists I've been reading about in this book called &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The Adventures of Darius &amp;amp; Downey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;, and others like Swoon from some graffiti documentaries I recently rewatched. I really wanna start wheatpasting and culture jamming. Everytime I look out the car window, I see so many walls and places that I can make so much more interesting. And the adverstisements I can "take advantage" of.. there are so many that make people feel like they're not good enough because society says so if you know what I mean. And there are just so many unwanted giant billboards that scream at you, expecting you to buy their products just because there's a half-naked person on there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I really just want to make things that people can look at and feel a connection to and just admire and just maybe even brighten up their day. So, I wanna do life-sized portraits and some stencils and just post them up around the city. Honestly, I think it'd be cool to share that type of art with all these people who've never seen it before. I don't want the art to above nor below the people I'm doing it for.. but instead just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; them in a way. So yeah, I'm working on that. I already bought a bunch of art supplies and whatnot, so hopefully soooooon I'll be up in the streets doing my thing-thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;My sister came back from New York last week and she just had her 16th birthday on Tuesday (the 7th). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I've been working on more beats as usual. Trying to get this next instrumental album done so I can have something to listen to and be happy about and maybe even share with the world. The working title is 'Stuck' and it's really dark and moody. Really underground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I really want to start writing some scripts again. I don't think I wrote a script since the last scriptwriting assignment last year. But, I'm gonna get Windows on my Mac tomorrow so I should be using Final Draft again :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I'm currently reading a handful of books it's ridiculous. I don't even give each one that much time. I still haven't finished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Watchmen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; and I started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Sophie's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; again (read it a few years ago but never finished it because someone stole my copy) and I started Chuck Palahniuk's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Choke &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; (like I said in my previous big post). Sign of A.D.D? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Nine Inch Nails is coming in August. I think I'm going. Should be awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;My dad's leaving on Friday to work in Africa for a few months. It's gonna be weird with him not being around. I got used to him being here all the time haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;I removed my eyebrow piercing btw... I definitely have mixed feelings about that, but I think I don't mind it at all. This is the 3rd time I removed it and probably won't get it pierced again... for a while :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway here's a treat (I know I haven't posted any pics in a long time) and there's more where this came from ..but they probably won't see the light of day until I feel like posting them haha (sorry!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SlTQEKMEAII/AAAAAAAABAM/ytCUYFFXIb0/s1600-h/DSC03683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SlTQEKMEAII/AAAAAAAABAM/ytCUYFFXIb0/s400/DSC03683.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356134626723364994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Starting off a night in Boracay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-319964175589237990?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/319964175589237990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=319964175589237990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/319964175589237990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/319964175589237990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/07/booobies.html' title='Booobies'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SlTQEKMEAII/AAAAAAAABAM/ytCUYFFXIb0/s72-c/DSC03683.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8575789527666710219</id><published>2009-06-23T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T16:04:19.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;This is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt; site ever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.soulpancake.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8575789527666710219?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8575789527666710219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8575789527666710219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8575789527666710219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8575789527666710219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/06/think.html' title='Think.'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8456249387381827887</id><published>2009-06-17T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T09:25:00.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;So, I've been neglecting my blog due to laziness. I wish I could make it more exciting around here. I should update more. I've been meaning to, but like I said - laziness. So ultimately, here's what should be a lazy post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;About the two photography classes I attended, they were pretty fun. I met some cool and friendly people. The Creative Lighting for Studio Portraits class was probably the most memorable, since we were all aged 20+, experienced, more outgoing and mingly. It was also fun being able to work with models, and it was cool because people seemed to think that I had a connection with models. Not one to brag, but they said I had 'control'. I know...  I'm dead sexy. Plus I got to make friends with one of the models, so.. what you got to say about that? Thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mmm I've mostly been watching movies and series on my computer, listening to music and making music. My sister's attending this leadership thing she was invited to in New York (enter Theme from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;New York, New York&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;). She's staying with her friends at her friend's uncle's house in New Jersey and apparently she's having fun, so way to go Carlton!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;As you might have noticed, I stopped doing my 365s because I couldn't keep up with it. I might start all over again sometime though. I'm currently listening to the Theme from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;New York, New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Fun, fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I keep falling into weird sleeping patterns. And speaking of sleeping (I just wrote 'sleeping of patterns' but I corrected it), I'm trying to become a lucid dreamer. Haven't had much luck though. Sometimes I forget, but I'm trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;The other night last week, I slept over at my brother's apartment. That was pretty cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I started DJing on blip.fm. it's nothing special, but what I like most about it is that I get to discover so much good music through other people. It's connected to Twitter. The only people I follow on Twitter are my sister, Kevin Nealon, Jon Favreau and some musicians like Deftones and Limp Bizkit. Call me strange, but I like reading Tweets. I don't know why. Follow me if you want though I'm not really into Twitter. I might be though if I was still in Canada or knew some friends who use it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;I started making beats again. They mostly come off as dark, and contrasty to what I'd [usually] come up with for my 3rd album (beats compilation) but I kinda like that. I figure I could throw those into a [separate] 4th album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm planning to start writing some short films. I need to get a notebook to write all my ideas down and whatnot. And then I need to force myself to get on Final Draft and start typing out some scripts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I'm still reading Watchmen. And now I must go. I don't know what else to write about except what I just remembered, which is that I bought 2 books I've wanted to read - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The Life of Hunter S. Thompson 'Gonzo'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Choke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; by Chuck Palahniuk (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;). I actually started &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Choke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; back in Toronto, like in December 2007 or something, but my roommate Ed had to leave and it was his so I never got to finish it. I used to read it sitting in the can... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;One Love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8456249387381827887?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8456249387381827887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8456249387381827887' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8456249387381827887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8456249387381827887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4291574823957847598</id><published>2009-05-27T23:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T00:00:14.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Uppitydate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I just attended the first day of my 3-day Basic Photography class. I actually learned new things and grasped quite a lot that I barely understood before on the technical side. So now I'm not so bad with the SLR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Tomorrow, my class of 15 or 16 people are gonna start shooting stuff in the day at Green Belt (haven't been there before) and then late afternoon under low light conditions at this place called Roxas Boulevard where it's full of people and colorful street lamps and it's overlooking the sea. So hopefully I'll get some good sunset shots. And we also have to practice capturing motion from people or cars or whatever that moves. We'll see how it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4291574823957847598?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4291574823957847598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4291574823957847598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4291574823957847598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4291574823957847598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-uppitydate.html' title='Quick Uppitydate'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8832938576404887305</id><published>2009-05-23T23:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:57:07.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOM</title><content type='html'>Today was my mom's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8832938576404887305?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8832938576404887305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8832938576404887305' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8832938576404887305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8832938576404887305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/05/mom.html' title='MOM'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-875101612927893414</id><published>2009-05-08T04:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:35:19.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>I decided to make a new blog for my weird thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is: &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;http://trippyspazness.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's my 3rd blog but it's intended to be random and always updated. Well, I'll update as much as I can, depending on whether I think my thoughts should be shared or if I want something written down. I don't know, it'll be filled with personal things so I'm gonna be showing a different side of me and it'll be real. To tell you the truth, I've always got philosophical and psychological thoughts that I want to have written down and just recorded for personal references. I figure it's an effective way for me to share my thoughts with my future self since I always feel like I'm gonna wanna read my past thoughts and see where I am and who I am in my head. In other words, I'll be analyzing myself through my writings. This new blog is for Future Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, seems like I'm starting an experiment for the Future Kevin - because I know he'd want me to!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-875101612927893414?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/875101612927893414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=875101612927893414' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/875101612927893414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/875101612927893414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/05/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7420646736752162751</id><published>2009-04-20T06:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T06:44:01.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Ever feel like there's something missing in your life? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I do. I feel like I really need a change. I don't know what to do. So far, I've started listening to Radiohead a lot, started talking to someone new, and started reading a book. Nothing's really tingling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Something EXCITING, please?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7420646736752162751?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7420646736752162751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7420646736752162751' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7420646736752162751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7420646736752162751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/04/change-please.html' title='Change Please'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-6201511584543752640</id><published>2009-04-14T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:52:00.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Stephers</title><content type='html'>I wuz going through old photos and found a bunch from me and Stephers' photography sprees and I remember how she didn't like being in pictures and she rarely let herself get photographed. So this is for her, so she can see how awesome she looks in photos and well... Polaroids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polaroids = lovage. I wish I had a Polaroid camera, but I found this program online called Poladroid and it transforms whatever picture you want into a Polaroid. It's cool too because you can click and shake the image til it fully develops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRyNvctjBI/AAAAAAAAA_s/nIoMXgYqZI0/s1600-h/DSC09076-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRyNvctjBI/AAAAAAAAA_s/nIoMXgYqZI0/s400/DSC09076-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324506239859526674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRp-1zRYvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/K8rbNffpuUE/s1600-h/DSC07766-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRp-1zRYvI/AAAAAAAAA_U/K8rbNffpuUE/s400/DSC07766-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324497187773702898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRqjH-ZE0I/AAAAAAAAA_c/GZCWu_ERbPI/s1600-h/DSC07770-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRqjH-ZE0I/AAAAAAAAA_c/GZCWu_ERbPI/s400/DSC07770-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324497811127472962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRotnF0ukI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5XP3dXYJJ90/s1600-h/DSC06465-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRotnF0ukI/AAAAAAAAA-U/5XP3dXYJJ90/s400/DSC06465-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324495792255580738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRo9c9DIaI/AAAAAAAAA-k/uztqQ9iw1vA/s1600-h/DSC06493-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRo9c9DIaI/AAAAAAAAA-k/uztqQ9iw1vA/s400/DSC06493-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324496064412328354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRo2dzQ4xI/AAAAAAAAA-c/Wr6LOrgKzWA/s1600-h/DSC06490-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRo2dzQ4xI/AAAAAAAAA-c/Wr6LOrgKzWA/s400/DSC06490-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324495944380637970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpKaMOUTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/G-a09W9819o/s1600-h/DSC06510-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpKaMOUTI/AAAAAAAAA-s/G-a09W9819o/s400/DSC06510-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324496287008969010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpSRFgzlI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1O1vniE1EBw/s1600-h/DSC06511-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpSRFgzlI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1O1vniE1EBw/s400/DSC06511-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324496422003854930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpddB5D4I/AAAAAAAAA-8/y-hJyvj7Fu4/s1600-h/DSC06534-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpddB5D4I/AAAAAAAAA-8/y-hJyvj7Fu4/s400/DSC06534-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324496614188453762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpxZIcBFI/AAAAAAAAA_M/lIu1q_z-NJM/s1600-h/DSC06764-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpxZIcBFI/AAAAAAAAA_M/lIu1q_z-NJM/s400/DSC06764-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324496956739552338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRrlANC0RI/AAAAAAAAA_k/LqttRrWp6VA/s1600-h/DSC06765-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRrlANC0RI/AAAAAAAAA_k/LqttRrWp6VA/s400/DSC06765-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324498942912811282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpnZHj63I/AAAAAAAAA_E/A6-mKJSekfY/s1600-h/DSC06617-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRpnZHj63I/AAAAAAAAA_E/A6-mKJSekfY/s400/DSC06617-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324496784937184114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRofx3uZ1I/AAAAAAAAA-M/IhD-IKPyxfE/s1600-h/DSC06384-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRofx3uZ1I/AAAAAAAAA-M/IhD-IKPyxfE/s400/DSC06384-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324495554631067474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRoW1go2YI/AAAAAAAAA-E/0E6qejMYGHo/s1600-h/DSC06224-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRoW1go2YI/AAAAAAAAA-E/0E6qejMYGHo/s400/DSC06224-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324495400989153666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRn_Rfwd9I/AAAAAAAAA90/9v3vxFv0CAw/s1600-h/DSC06058-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRn_Rfwd9I/AAAAAAAAA90/9v3vxFv0CAw/s400/DSC06058-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324494996184790994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRoKQGDr-I/AAAAAAAAA98/8YTBKy9AP4s/s1600-h/DSC06288-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRoKQGDr-I/AAAAAAAAA98/8YTBKy9AP4s/s400/DSC06288-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324495184787124194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRy_d72QoI/AAAAAAAAA_0/wJFljli4VWQ/s1600-h/DSC09248-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRy_d72QoI/AAAAAAAAA_0/wJFljli4VWQ/s400/DSC09248-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324507094151742082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeR0hKI-PGI/AAAAAAAAA_8/pX_CB2SQ3rU/s1600-h/DSC09393-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeR0hKI-PGI/AAAAAAAAA_8/pX_CB2SQ3rU/s400/DSC09393-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324508772465261666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those sticks she picked up? She collects them and has them in her room. I remember she even wanted me to help her take a squirrel home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you Steph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeR0ujSn33I/AAAAAAAABAE/k4vRUAa0ZIk/s1600-h/DSC09400-pola.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeR0ujSn33I/AAAAAAAABAE/k4vRUAa0ZIk/s400/DSC09400-pola.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324509002554924914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-6201511584543752640?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6201511584543752640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=6201511584543752640' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6201511584543752640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6201511584543752640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-stephers.html' title='For Stephers'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SeRyNvctjBI/AAAAAAAAA_s/nIoMXgYqZI0/s72-c/DSC09076-pola.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-6937774310739752135</id><published>2009-04-11T21:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T22:13:34.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Sunshine/sunshine_movie_poster_onesheet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 383px; height: 565px;" src="http://www.collider.com/uploads/imageGallery/Sunshine/sunshine_movie_poster_onesheet.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, which is a 2007 film directed by Danny Boyle. It's a good film and very well shot. It's long, and it's a sci-fi movie, but I think you would appreciate it for what it's about. It's about a crew in outer space that were sent from Earth to reignite the dying sun with a stellar bomb because Earth is suffering from a solar winter and the sun is dying so the crew has to reignite the dying sun with the stellar bomb to save planet Earth because it is suffering from a solar winter and they have to save us all so we don't die from the solar winter because we deserve to live and that's why they have to reignite the dying sun with a stellar bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've watched it or ever happen to watch it sometime, let me know. I wanna know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Slumdog&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-6937774310739752135?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6937774310739752135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=6937774310739752135' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6937774310739752135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6937774310739752135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/04/watch.html' title='Watch'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3421765251516356161</id><published>2009-04-05T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T01:12:50.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>365</title><content type='html'>I started doing the 365 the other day, on the 1st of the month. It's pretty sweet, considering that it keeps me into photography. There are so many people doing it, it's crazy! And they're all really artistic too. Makes me love photography even more. You can see my 365 activity on the right &gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I might get a job at the call center. Apparently they pay really well, like $1000 a month or something. And considering how awesome my English is compared to most people here, I should be able to get the job easily. Woohoooo! (lol I just did that out loud and my sister chuckled.)&lt;br /&gt;My brother's home for the weekend btw. Or for a day...&lt;br /&gt;We're all hitting up the international church in the morning. I haven't been there yet. So far I've attended church just once since I got here. But the international church is apparently a hit for our family. Most likely because it's international and we Celiz kids went to international schools.&lt;br /&gt;Enough blabbering.&lt;br /&gt;Us siblings be watching Disturbia right about now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3421765251516356161?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3421765251516356161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3421765251516356161' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3421765251516356161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3421765251516356161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/04/365.html' title='365'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3388980428468717259</id><published>2009-04-01T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:45:56.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Support Chi</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;The Deftones bassist is in a coma and needs our help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.oneloveforchi.com/chicheng-peace.jpg" alt="chi cheng" height="274" width="300" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.donationstracker.com/donate.php?v=1.1&amp;amp;donate=822cd09c6b616d49ee2f69f3a9ef7a71&amp;amp;cid=217&amp;amp;vid=385&amp;amp;uid=100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.donationstracker.com/p/c8f8c34148425b8e/2d51040646ce4f65-100-217-2-cd23e.png" alt="DonationsTracker.com - Live Donations Tracking for " one="One" love="Love" for="For" chi="Chi" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.donationstracker.com/donate.php?v=1.1&amp;amp;donate=822cd09c6b616d49ee2f69f3a9ef7a71&amp;amp;cid=217&amp;amp;vid=385&amp;amp;uid=100"&gt;&lt;img src="https://www.paypal.com/en_US/i/btn/btn_donate_LG.gif" alt="DonationsTracker.com - Make a Donation to " one="One" love="Love" for="For" chi="Chi" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://oneloveforchi.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3388980428468717259?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3388980428468717259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3388980428468717259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3388980428468717259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3388980428468717259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/04/support-chi.html' title='Support Chi'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5988989838856744990</id><published>2009-03-24T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T04:29:00.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updatum</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking.. Since I miss my long hair.. I think I'm going to try and grow it out again. The last time I cut my hair (buzzed it down actually) wuz over a month ago. *Checks* I think it must've been the 12th of February. So we'll see how it goes. Even my mom said she wants me to grow my hair out. Which is pretty strange because I remember her wanting me to cut my hair when it wuz long. She said something about being tired of my short hair haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I don't know what to post about. But here are a few updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-I've been making lots of beats again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-I forgot to mention this, but some Canadian filmmaker making a snowmobiling documentary feature asked to use some of my beats in his film, after stumbling across my myspace. I believe he's still in the production stage of the film. I told him I have to get my beats copyrighted and the samples cleared first, which my friend's brother's record label (Tukova Records) in the US will take care of as soon as it's possible. Yes, I'm about to get signed too (just need to sign a contract).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-My dad's coming home this Saturday. Haven't seen him in over a year and a half. Except in pictures..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-My sleeping pattern's all messed up. I slept yesterday at around 1pm. I woke up a few hours ago at 12 something am. It's 4:20 am now. Hmm... 4:20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-Another childhood/elementary school friend named Louise found me on facebook the other day and we've been chatting and having laughs. It's awesome when you find people from your childhood. It's like revisiting those little Kevin days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-I've been watching How I Met Your Mother with my sister. It's such a hilarious show. Everyone should watch it. Neil Patrick Harris is.. well.. awesome. I'm on the 3rd season though I have yet to watch the 1st season.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;-I've been having a craving for pizza.&lt;br /&gt;-I really miss Toronto. I miss Toronto, I miss Toronto!!! Can't wait to go back. I miss all my friends and I wish I could especially go next month to attend the Freedom Festival. AAAHHH!!! I wish I wuz there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5988989838856744990?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5988989838856744990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5988989838856744990' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5988989838856744990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5988989838856744990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/updatum.html' title='Updatum'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8946205504647182291</id><published>2009-03-20T05:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T05:29:01.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watching Elf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jovie is a nice name...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8946205504647182291?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8946205504647182291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8946205504647182291' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8946205504647182291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8946205504647182291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/watching-elf.html' title='Watching Elf'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-688581339810665730</id><published>2009-03-13T06:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T06:43:24.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dethroned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;With thoughts of one who has much to learn&lt;br /&gt;You've carved yourself a freak&lt;br /&gt;Shaped out of what was once out of reach&lt;br /&gt;Look at the path you have chosen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretending is the game you've been winning&lt;br /&gt;Stuck between pages with nothing to turn to but yourself&lt;br /&gt;Bless your raw soul&lt;br /&gt;Satisfy your greed&lt;br /&gt;Is this what you really live for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begging and crying to carry the burden&lt;br /&gt;Confusing, refusing to see past the truth&lt;br /&gt;May your eyes welcome reality&lt;br /&gt;Or should it all be swallowed sugar-coated with lies&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity what you've become&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity what you've done&lt;br /&gt;Compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portrayed as the arson with nothing to burn&lt;br /&gt;You lack direction of affection&lt;br /&gt;It's time to move on, throw this life in the fire&lt;br /&gt;Better now or never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Begging and crying to carry the burden&lt;br /&gt;Confusing, refusing to see past the truth&lt;br /&gt;May your eyes welcome reality&lt;br /&gt;Or should it all be swallowed sugar-coated with lies&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity where you're from&lt;br /&gt;It's a pity when you're gone&lt;br /&gt;Compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflect&lt;br /&gt;Disgrace will accept your friendship&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance so pure but you no longer care&lt;br /&gt;Compromise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respect&lt;br /&gt;Degraded by hands of the hungry&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance impure but you no longer care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their acceptance impure but you no longer care&lt;br /&gt;Compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kevin Celiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-688581339810665730?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/688581339810665730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=688581339810665730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/688581339810665730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/688581339810665730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/03/dethroned.html' title='Dethroned'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5027412462059777923</id><published>2009-02-28T16:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T17:14:05.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update - A Quickie</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't been updating, and that's because I've been away for a while, visiting my cousin. I still am away actually, but I'm at an internet cafe. I'll explain more when I get home home home to my sexy iMac. Plus I'll upload photos (Steph's request). Here's a quickie though-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-I'm in Iloilo. Actually, a little town called Barotac (45 mins away from Iloilo). Been here 3 weeks now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Met my cousin Nick's kid, who's my Godson. He's awesome, but violent sometimes (in a funny way).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Went to an island called Boracay, for the 2nd time in 4 years. Wuz sweet. It's a party place that foreigners and Filipinos who live in the city like to visit. There's always people there, it's awesome. I actually a group of people from Toronto there which wuz nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-I surprise visited my grandaunt and she didn't recognize me until my cousin told her who I was. You have to know, she's pretty old... and still deafening (we knocked on her door for quite a while, and we could see her standing, watching TV, not hearing us.) She wuz crazy happy to see me. We have a scheduled lunch with her tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Nick's wife, Connie is so cool to talk to. She has a lot to say. She said she sees me as her little brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;- I miss my iMac. And my brother and sister. And Mom. And Dad. Hi Dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-I'm charging my iPod named Nancy, cuz she died earlier today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-I think I'm going back to Manila on Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5027412462059777923?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5027412462059777923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5027412462059777923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5027412462059777923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5027412462059777923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/02/update-quickie.html' title='Update - A Quickie'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8603566556851426621</id><published>2009-02-06T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:48:58.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back On Here</title><content type='html'>Well, I decided I should start posting again. There've been quite a few changes in my life since my last post. I actually started working on a post a few weeks ago, but it ended up just being a draft. If I remember right, it had something to do with lots of pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Here's a list of things that happened so far:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- I helped the relatives I lived with in Edmonton move house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- My transition into the new year wuzn't very pleasant. I spent it in a bathroom puking my guts out for an hour. I don't think anyone really knows about that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- I met new people just by working in another department at Superstore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- I got into a relationship with someone I met from work, but unfortunately that ended after about 3 weeks because I had to leave the country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- During my last week in Canada, I must have downloaded over 100 movies because I knew how crap the internet in the Philippines is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- I am now in the Philippines. I don't like it here. I don't feel like I belong here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- I am now 22 years and 2 days old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- I spend a lot of time with my sister Carla  when she's not in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- I started calling Carla by different variations of her name - Carls, Carlsberg, Carlton, Carlita..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- Since I got here, I've had cravings for porky food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- I worked out with Carls the other day at this place called Celebrity. It's a private sporty place we're members at. That wuz the first time I worked out in 3 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- Usually my uncle drives our car, but when we reach the neighborhood coming home, he lets me drive. It's quite a pleasure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's pretty much it. I miss the snow, the nice weather, the people, the freedom.. back "home" I guess I could call it, considering I pretty much established what was a good life there for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's it for now. I have a feeling this blog's gonna start getting more personal from now on, considering how ponderous I've been since I got here. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace, world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I just watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt;. It was really good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8603566556851426621?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8603566556851426621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8603566556851426621' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8603566556851426621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8603566556851426621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-on-here.html' title='Back On Here'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-1046524408410049999</id><published>2008-12-05T13:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T15:39:55.002+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Snowboarding</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;So I went snowboarding (for the first time ever, and I'd bought awesome snow pants, goggles, gloves, and a face mask before that at Sportchek) with Chad, Megan, and her boyfriend Simon today at Snow Valley. We got there 2 hours before it closed, so it wuz free. Yes, the last 2 hours are free til 9pm. I rented boots, a snowboard and a helmet. It wuz pretty fun. I wasn't bad at all. Megan said I'm a natural. But I fell on my tailbone once and on my butt a handful of times... and come to think of it, I fell face forward a few times too. I got better for sure. Simon wuz teaching me and Chad a little bit in the beginning. I wuzn't too good at turning right though. After falling on my tailbone, I decided not to go up that hill anymore and just went up this small hill to practice turning. I got better. Megan said I can go snowboarding with them when they go on weekends, to this other place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;When we left, I realized that I didn't have my phone and my camera (I didn't take any pics though) so we went back and they had it at the lost and found.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;After all that, we tiiiredly ate food at... uh.. *forgets what the place is called*. It wuz yum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I have work tomorrow and my excuse not to do heavy lifting is that I have a hurty tailbone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-1046524408410049999?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1046524408410049999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=1046524408410049999' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1046524408410049999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1046524408410049999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/12/snowboarding.html' title='Snowboarding'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7386037376774841488</id><published>2008-11-28T09:49:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:39:15.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Karma é Real</title><content type='html'>So... because it's been a while since I posted a music video... here goes a song from early high school:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XFoMwHOJWJU&amp;amp;hl=en&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/XFoMwHOJWJU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Mmm.. updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- I got a new free phone from Fido. Yes, thanks to Fido dollars. I got it because my other phone wuz dying and it's pretty messed up now. Somehow it's been through a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- I got a new job assignment at work. I'm supposed to be working in the home/leisure department starting tomorrow. I have to work on Christmas trees too, handing them out to customers and stuff, which means I have to work out in the cold. Thank God I don't have to be outside all the time though and I can still work in the dairy department (my working buddies said they'd miss me if I was gonna be working home/leisure all the time haha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- I hadn't gotten my paycheck because apparently they thought my visa wuz expired. I got that all sorted out today though. I should be getting paid from now on ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;- Lamb Of God and Metallica are coming on the 7th. I wish I could go... if I only knew some cool metalheads!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7386037376774841488?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7386037376774841488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7386037376774841488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7386037376774841488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7386037376774841488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/karma-real.html' title='Karma é Real'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8530618178966634894</id><published>2008-11-24T10:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T12:19:02.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Werkum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Work today wuz pretty cool. Prolly the most interesting day so far. It consisted of hyperdorkum drumming on flattened cardboard boxes in front of the incinerator with Chad, writing little messages on the cardboard before throwing them in the incinerator, standing around talking about random things, watching people throw things at the wall and the ceiling, wiping diarrhea-looking pudding off of my shoe and the floor (haha gross), and other things I forget right now. Yeah it wuz all cool until everybody left and I wuz the only one in my department because Raoul came late. I had to put the milk out by myself! And it took a lot of heavy lifting. That wore me out after a while. And since there wuz no milk out for a while after everyone left, customers kept asking me to bring them milk &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"do you have 2%? i want four"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"please can you give me two 3%"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; and I had to do that while I wuz clearing out the milk crates, which takes a while cuz there's too many. Toooo many (four 4 litre milk jugs fit in one crate).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyway, I'm pretty tired and I could sleep now. But I won't, because it's only 9:16pm and I only have to wake up at 7 or so and if I sleep now, I'll wake up at 3am or something and that's too early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8530618178966634894?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8530618178966634894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8530618178966634894' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8530618178966634894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8530618178966634894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/werkum.html' title='Werkum'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5537641139790692198</id><published>2008-11-13T15:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T17:36:33.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worky Work</title><content type='html'>So I started working last week Sunday at the Superstore. My partner in crime's name is Courtnea. We're stocking buddies in the dairy and juice section. We get things done pretty quickly. She's really cool. She's 26 and she's from here. She's gets really sarcastic, and a lot of the time she beats me to it. We usually just laugh at random things (and ponder about how much cream cheese people consume and have discussions about juices that are too healthy for you). She wuz telling me about how she worked in a nursing home once and this old Asian used to tell her, "Can you get me Minimade?" Minute Maid. And I imitated the lady how I thought she might have said it, with the accent and all that and Courtnea found it amusing haha. Courtnea laughs quite a lot. Sometimes I don't even know what she's laughing at!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so last week I worked from Sunday to Thursday. Each day I started at 7am and finished at either 2 or 3pm. We had a lot to do because on Saturday night before work, there wuz a fire outside the Superstore, where the paper towels and toilet paper I think were being kept. Some kids apparently did it. So that night, all the workers had to be evacuated, and we were left with mountainous piles of work to do the following days. Oh yeah, I work with a South African guy too. I told him I'm from Mozambique and he was really friendly. It's cool to know there's someone from Africa here.&lt;br /&gt;This week though I only worked 2 days because they cut off people's hours. I found out today that Courtnea and I had it the worst. I worked a total of 8 hours this week. I was going to work on Tuesday though, but I was sick. It was a holiday and I was going to get paid 16 an hour! Stupid sore throat. Anyway, I might work on Friday since Dylan said he'd talk to our supervisor and see if he can free up hours. Ah I like all the people I work with at Superstore. It's great. So far I know 2 people I work with who are exactly my age - Chad and Megan. I'm guessing Dylan might be 21 too, but I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I worked at the movie theatre too, but I quit today (which turned out to be an easy doing). I only worked 2 days last week and I wasn't given any working days this week. I didn't like it so much because everyone wuz so young (16+, and they all thought I wuz 17) and people were on me all the time... and the computer system wuz a headache! And I guess I just don't like serving people at all, ever since working at the pizzeria... And on top of it all, I was only getting paid $8.75 an hour. But yeah, it wasn't as chill as I thought it would be. The Superstore wins!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm I guess that's it! I'm still sick and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;If anyone feels like watching an indie movie.. a really sweet and funny indie movie, I highly recommend &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kabluey&lt;/span&gt;. It's pretty cute and not cheesy at all. I found out about it randomly, searching for newly released DVDs on the internet, and this one popped up (it wuz the cool sounding title), so I downloaded it, not knowing what to expect. I really liked it. Amazingly enough, it was written, directed, and produced by the main actor, Scott Prendergast. Now go watch it and tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.impawards.com/2008/posters/kabluey_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 521px;" src="http://www.impawards.com/2008/posters/kabluey_ver2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5537641139790692198?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5537641139790692198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5537641139790692198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5537641139790692198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5537641139790692198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/worky-work.html' title='Worky Work'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-9094977357738816239</id><published>2008-11-09T12:55:00.023+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:24:26.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For Tamara's Enjoyment</title><content type='html'>So... because someone wanted to know... here are -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;My Top 5 Hottehs:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in almost no particular order&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ6e0cGj3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/x3Q9_GZjXbY/s1600-h/eva+mendes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ6e0cGj3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/x3Q9_GZjXbY/s400/eva+mendes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266531484147552114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eva Mendes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With eyes like those? How can you not die for this woman? XP She has a hot shmile (oh those dimples) and yummy lips haha. She always seems to look gorgeous and you gotta love her tan... and her hair... Oh yeah she's fun in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All About The Benjamins &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hitch&lt;/span&gt;, and almost too hot in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We Own The Night&lt;/span&gt;. And of course she's the only reason anyone really wanted to watch that terrible terrible movie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ghost Rider&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ73PaOByI/AAAAAAAAA6g/H4zS99DkZ8s/s1600-h/Scarlett_Johansson_Film_987987.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ73PaOByI/AAAAAAAAA6g/H4zS99DkZ8s/s400/Scarlett_Johansson_Film_987987.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266533003215898402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scarlett Johansson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becaaaause she's a versatile actress and she's got gorgeous eyes, juuuuicy lips, and she can pull off being blonde and brunnette whenever she pleases. She's prolly the shweetest blonde I know of haha. Oh and she plays awesome characters in movies. You can't forget her awesome punkyness in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Perfect Score&lt;/span&gt; and she wuz definitely great in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lost In Translation&lt;/span&gt;, which is one of my favorite movies. Oh and yes she's a very talented singer too. She has an album out ^^ and it's no poppy stuff. I forget whose songs she covers though. Tim knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ81xXMhpI/AAAAAAAAA6o/1aZfVPCXUXo/s1600-h/angelina_jolie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 293px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ81xXMhpI/AAAAAAAAA6o/1aZfVPCXUXo/s400/angelina_jolie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266534077481911954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Angelina Jolie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooo Ms. Jolie! Yup. You gotta love her good looks and crazy side... and well.. of course that craziness all changed now but she's still preeeeetty and hot. Yeah she went through that waify period but whoa she got it all back fast, hmm? Ah drop-dead gawjus with mad talent (how many awards has she gotten?). I still have to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Mighty Heart&lt;/span&gt; and see how that went. Oh yeah, if she's ever going to adopt new kids, I want her to adopt me too considering how much she loves those Asians XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ_Khq1OkI/AAAAAAAAA6w/foFitTPkLFk/s1600-h/michelle+monaghan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ_Khq1OkI/AAAAAAAAA6w/foFitTPkLFk/s400/michelle+monaghan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266536633069812290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Michelle Monaghan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. She seems fun and nuts XD I immediately liked her after watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss Kiss Bang Bang&lt;/span&gt; and yeah she wuz in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mission Impossible 3&lt;/span&gt; too but that wasn't as awesome I think. Hmm seems like I got more of a thing for brunettes at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRaIAUwzlxI/AAAAAAAAA7A/FHBCuD_DrdU/s1600-h/brody3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 380px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRaIAUwzlxI/AAAAAAAAA7A/FHBCuD_DrdU/s400/brody3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266546353411168018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRaJC2hlLEI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/YTM0FBUFP1Q/s1600-h/bro-amandadecadenet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 278px; height: 387px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRaJC2hlLEI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/YTM0FBUFP1Q/s400/bro-amandadecadenet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266547496345480258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRaJpAVJqII/AAAAAAAAA7g/mHmmI3zuM-Q/s1600-h/brody2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 370px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRaJpAVJqII/AAAAAAAAA7g/mHmmI3zuM-Q/s400/brody2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266548151812728962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRaLTJyjrKI/AAAAAAAAA7o/R61puwat_38/s1600-h/bordy+guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 387px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRaLTJyjrKI/AAAAAAAAA7o/R61puwat_38/s400/bordy+guitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266549975418121378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brody Dalle&lt;/span&gt; (originally I had Mary-Louise Parker in this slot, but then I remembered Brody)&lt;br /&gt;She wuz the lead singer and guitarist of now broken up punk band &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Distillers&lt;/span&gt; (finally, someone who's not an actress!). Sure she's got that distinct husky voice but she's a cute and a gorgeous babe. Yeah I guess I do have a thing for punked out girls too and I'm pretty sure she's naturally blonde XP It wuz actually hard to decide which pic of her to put up so I decided to put up a few because she tends to look different in every photo (gotta love those eyes in the first pic). Hmm.. Is it just me or does she have some Angelina Jolie qualities about her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's that..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-9094977357738816239?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/9094977357738816239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=9094977357738816239' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/9094977357738816239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/9094977357738816239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/11/for-tamaras-enjoyment.html' title='For Tamara&apos;s Enjoyment'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SRZ6e0cGj3I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/x3Q9_GZjXbY/s72-c/eva+mendes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3875306542438146178</id><published>2008-10-23T14:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T14:23:00.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I am currently working on a somewhat ginormous post. It's about the past weekend. I've been working on it day by day, not that it should have taken that long, but I've been juggling things to do. So I'll probably post that tomorrow as a late post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyway, here's a funny story.. The other night, I ordered pizzas (a Canadian and a Hawaiian) from Pizza Hut at 8:45 pm and they said it was going to get here at around 9:39. So we were waiting and it was taking unusually long for it to get here. So I called them up at 10:10 and they said they'd been calling me to ask if I wanted anything else apart from ham because they didn't have any. I thought it was strange that I didn't get any phone calls, so I checked with Evan to see what number he had on his phone, because I knew he had the right number. So it turns out that I had given Pizza Hut the wrong number (which was wrong on my phone too) the whole time. I gave them the last digits as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;3232&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; instead of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;32&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;. Idiot. That's when I realized that if I had the wrong number written on my phone the whole time... then I had the wrong number written on my resume the whole time! Meaning.... I could prolly already have a job by now!! Work places must have been calling me back on a wrong number! So I now have to REAPPLY for jobs. And so today I reapplied to the theater and I got new applications from Superstore. And I have to reapply at the pet store too. AHHH! Oh well. No biggie cuz it's not stressful to apply for jobs. Hopefully the movie theater will call me tomorrow or something, because they asked me if I could start right away =) and maybe if it's a lower pay rate than the Superstore (if they call me) I'll go and work at Superstore because they pay 15.40 an hour for night shifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Can't wait to get a job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3875306542438146178?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3875306542438146178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3875306542438146178' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3875306542438146178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3875306542438146178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/10/yo.html' title='YO'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3806639780295291928</id><published>2008-10-20T15:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:20:06.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinquenta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you have many many more. You're the bestest and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for you-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UeypOvsY91Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UeypOvsY91Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you lots. God bless and take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3806639780295291928?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3806639780295291928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3806639780295291928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3806639780295291928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3806639780295291928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/10/cinquenta.html' title='Cinquenta!'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-1450166869908031962</id><published>2008-10-17T14:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:41:35.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Surveyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Have you ever wished you had a different last name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Only because some people don't know how to pronounce my last name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If a stranger looked in your closet, what would they think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy loves black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What's bothering you right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The somewhat loud whirring fan in my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do people underestimate you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I tend to surprise a lot of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I play to wake up way earlier than usual, eat brunch, hang out with my cousins, and go to IKEA with the fam to buy a dresser and desk I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Did you sing at all today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you wear a lot of black?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you have a tan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I'm a Flip!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Can you sleep without blankets covering you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in the summer and probably even in the winter.. (theorized only because I've slept with no blankets while the A/C was on and it was cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;How many hours of sleep do you need to function?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 and I'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Last four things you drank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milk, water, iced tea, Tang Orange drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Did you wake up happy today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess so.. there's always food on the table when I wake up XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Whats the first thing you did when you woke up this morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checked my email&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;How old do you look?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17 or 23, according to different people. I'd go with 17.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What's the last thing you ate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spaghetti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What were you doing at ten last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Playing Need For Speed Underground on the PS2 with my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Did you cry today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nooo. Don't you know? Boys don't cry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you hate the last person you had a conversation with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Last person you talked on the phone with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George aka Maverick (yeah his dad named him after Tom Cruise's character in Top Gun XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Did you have a dream last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Something about my hair being long, like up to my eyes, and I wanted to shave it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;How many piercings do you have?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Who was your last text from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you prefer warm or cold weather?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;When is the last time someone of the opposite sex gave you a hug?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I met Auntie Girlie again for the first time in yeaaars on Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Who do you go to when you need someone to talk to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depends. There's a few people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Do you have any interesting tattoos/piercings?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just had to ask. My nippie piercing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What language do you want to learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely sign language. It's too intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Any upcoming vacations?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm Christmas I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still playing video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The last song you listened to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIA's Paper Planes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;If you married the last person you said "I love you" to who would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mae. Uh, is it just me, or is that a weird question..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Are you afraid of falling in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, considering my last relationship. Great, now you got me wondering!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What did you wear today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relax-you-homeboy clothes - grey ADIDAS shirt and shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;What can't you wait for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My iMac to get here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Where was your profile picture taken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On some lonely trail here in Edmonton, which was a shortcut home.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPhKZ6jLCpI/AAAAAAAAA6I/7osR8y0ixPM/s1600-h/P1030509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPhKZ6jLCpI/AAAAAAAAA6I/7osR8y0ixPM/s400/P1030509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258034374029019794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yes here's a picture of our house. I'll show you the inside and our neighborhood too once I get good photos. And my cousin wants to do a Cribs haha XD so I think we're doing that this weekend. I don't know when I'll edit it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPhMIhHMViI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Bg0V3gfH80M/s1600-h/P1030521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPhMIhHMViI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Bg0V3gfH80M/s400/P1030521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258036274166257186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is a hyperbolic photo of me and Evan playing PlayStation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-1450166869908031962?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1450166869908031962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=1450166869908031962' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1450166869908031962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1450166869908031962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/10/surveyyy.html' title='Surveyyy'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPhKZ6jLCpI/AAAAAAAAA6I/7osR8y0ixPM/s72-c/P1030509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8710880577911194361</id><published>2008-10-13T17:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:44:25.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turkey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Today, I helped my cousin Evan clean the car, then my uncle took us to the mall so I could take money out and we bought pumpkin pie and milk (not with my money and yeah we forgot the whipped cream). Then we played tennis at the tennis court and as usual, I was just goofing off. They're pretty good for their age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Happy Thanksgiving ye Canadians. I had a great dinner with the fam. Stuffed myself so much I didn't even get to the apple pie.. only after going to the playground with my cousins to play tag and throw a football. They wanted to play and I just went along with it. Then I went up this hill and it was dark and I saw this person. Kinda creepy now that I remember it. I think it was a chick and she was dressed in all black. She was pretty lonely. I ran away though XP and we all went home and my cousin Geomar aka Maverick aka George was telling me this story about how he once saw a ghost once at our grandma's house. It was creepy but I told him he was seeing things. He seemed for real though. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Anywayyyyy tomorrow's anada deh (another day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**update**&lt;br /&gt;I just realized that I said apple pie instead of pumpkin pie! [Oct 17, 2008)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8710880577911194361?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8710880577911194361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8710880577911194361' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8710880577911194361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8710880577911194361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/10/turkey.html' title='Turkey'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-1962411642649021631</id><published>2008-10-12T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T14:52:47.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quote of the Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In the car with Uncle Ed, Auntie Gie, Geomar, Raissa and Evan, coming from West Ed Mall and the dinner at Pizza Hut..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Gie: So what did [the girls] want you to watch at the theater?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Evan:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;"Chuck and Norris' Infinite Playlist..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(hmm... short silence...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kev: You mean Nick and Norah's Infinite Playlist? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;shrieks&lt;/span&gt; of laughter from everyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-1962411642649021631?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1962411642649021631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=1962411642649021631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1962411642649021631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1962411642649021631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/10/quote-of-day.html' title='Quote of the Day'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7824857691669395377</id><published>2008-10-11T15:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T16:26:38.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Edmonton</title><content type='html'>-last night Jay slept over and me, him and Nathan just ate lots of pizza and fried chicken XD&lt;br /&gt;-this morning I took a cab to the airport, and almost forgot my computer monitor completely! thanks to Jay he called me 3 minutes after I left the house, telling me that I left my monitor.&lt;br /&gt;-on the plane, I had a whole row to myself by the window, but I sat by the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;-it's so damn cold in Edmonton. it was around 3 degrees the whole day and it's -2 right now (2:20 am)&lt;br /&gt;-Edmonton looks like Fort Collins, Colorado. the whole way from the Edmonton International airport looks exactly like the way from Denver airport. we even drove around tonight and this big place called Whyte Out (?) looks exactly like Old Town in Fort Collins. it's busier here though (cuz it's Friday) and there really are lots of pretty faces (you were right Steph). it's strange how much it's like Colorado, but I love how slow paced it is here and just the way everything looks, and you can just walk anywhere you want freely. early on today I walked to the mall with my 3 cousins, and we just cut through school grounds and stuff. it was sweet. they even showed me two of my cousins' school. wow I don't know how to write that sentence XD I'm trying to say that two of my cousins showed me the school they went to XD and for a while I actually thought I was in the U.S. and not Canada. like when we were talking about school grades, I told my cousin Evan that the grading system here is different from Canada.. and then I realized that I was actually still in Canada! haha&lt;br /&gt;-first thing I did when we got home (suburbia) was eat. it was heaven. we had filipino food called karekare. I just had to stuff myself.&lt;br /&gt;-the house is pretty cosy. I like it. it's all carpeted and nice. it's suburbia for real. but then again.. they did come from L.A.&lt;br /&gt;-I can't wait to meet people. Steph, hook me up! hehe. Oh and tell me how you liked Hoodwink! The rabbit is the best.&lt;br /&gt;-I just went through my clothes that I was supposed to have received a year and a half ago, but my aunt never got around to sending them to me. I love my Tribal Gear pants.&lt;br /&gt;-I have to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;-I miss my iMac haha. it should get here next week though.&lt;br /&gt;-oh yeah! during lunch, we were watching Knight Rider, the new series.. and like I predicted.. it is sooooooooooooo baaaaaaad! so cheesy in the worst way, and the acting is terrible. watch an episode and you'll see exactly what I'm talking about. I highly doubt it will get a 2nd season hehe.&lt;br /&gt;-GOODNIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7824857691669395377?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7824857691669395377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7824857691669395377' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7824857691669395377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7824857691669395377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/10/in-edmonton.html' title='In Edmonton'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-1009378790478623402</id><published>2008-10-08T06:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T07:45:38.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moving</title><content type='html'>Hello world. I'm eating sour neon worms right now that I got at the dollar store (I only went to buy duct tape, but ended up buying 2 small pad locks for my bag, Doritos, and peanut butter Kit Kat bars which are yum).&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm leaving for Edmonton on Friday. I actually just sent off 4 of my boxes to Edmonton. I called a taxi to help me bring my boxes to the post office in Mac's just up the street. The taxi driver wasn't really helpful with my boxes and only one of them was really heavy. He was annoyed too for some reason. I think his name was Ahmed. It ended up just being 7 bucks. I asked him if he took VISA, and he scowled me so I told him I'll run and get cash. I didn't want to tip him but I gave him a dollar anyway.&lt;br /&gt;It cost 147 bucks to send the boxes which should get there in 5 business days. I thought it would be like 300 dollars. But then again I didn't ask for coverage.. which I probably should have.. But it should be ok.&lt;br /&gt;Now all I have left to send is my iMac, which I'll send off on Thursday because I love it too much to let it go so soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the weekend was really cool. On Saturday I went to the Dominion and LCBO at Yonge and Eglinton to look for boxes but didn't really find any big ones. So then I decided to check up on Jay at Second Cup and ended up staying for over an hour, just talking to him and his buddy Chris, drinking a moccaccino, eating a chocolate cupcake, and I bought us beef shwarmas before heading over to Yonge and Dundas to meet Steph, Josh and Jeff for Nuit Blanche. Jay said he might go, and his buddy said he was already going after work. I told Jay to call me if he was going. Nuit Blanche is an annual art show which lasts all night, and goes on all around downtown and there are different artworks (or concepts) located in different places (like the mall, universities, and even the streets)..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to the front of Nathan Philips Square where we could see lights flashing through the building's windows, which created animated thing things. Hard to explain. Maybe I'll post up a picture from the internet if I find one. And then we went to the Eaton Centre where there was a giant blue condom-like balloon thing hanging from the ceiling and people were taking pictures of it. I just couldn't stop imagining what would happen if it suddenly fell on everyone under it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Steph is going to write about it too, right Steph? And she's going to post pictures up! (Don't let me down, Steph XD)&lt;br /&gt;Then we went back out to look for a place for Jeff to watch Tapout wrestling on TV. And while we were out in the streets, a running gag of Jeff yelling "Tim! Tim!" went on all night. Anyway, I didn't have my ID (which for some reason I never have with me when I actually NEED it) so we couldn't get into a bar. We ended up going to Hooters XD and had 2 pitchers while Steph had her ice tea. One of the waitresses who sat us had beef  with these 2 other waitresses. I just remember her going "you know, don't have to be such a bitch to me" or something like that. That was funny. So yeah, we just all sat there talking (mostly about Edmonton and movies and random whatnots) and laughing as usual, and later on, this guy named Kevin Z from Steph's work came to hang with us at Hooters. She warned us about him being weird though.&lt;br /&gt;Then after Hooters, we went out to look at more art stuff. There were so many people everywhere. We walked past OCAD and were hungry so we went into a pizzeria really quick and bought some slices and drinks. I don't even know what pizzeria that was haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I gotta go. Gettin myself an iTouch because it's sexy. I hope I make it before the shop closes. then I'm gonna hang out with Jay at Second Cup. I'll continue this later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-1009378790478623402?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1009378790478623402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=1009378790478623402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1009378790478623402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1009378790478623402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/10/moving.html' title='Moving'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7919627820350082438</id><published>2008-09-30T13:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T14:20:24.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creep</title><content type='html'>I love this song. I never really listened to Radiohead before, but I just heard Korn's cover of this and so I listened to Radiohead's original and acoustic version. Thought I'd post this up cuz I've been listening to it all day. Posting both versions up tho because they're both so good. I'm guessing this is my gateway song to Radiohead.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to admit it, but somehow this song is how I've been feeling... It's weird how I came across it and it just fit perfectly. Spooky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rMbNcdoFDRs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rMbNcdoFDRs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0l6VXXyWtIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0l6VXXyWtIM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;When you were here before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Couldn't look you in the eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're just like an angel&lt;br /&gt;Your skin makes me cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You float like a feather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In a beautiful world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;You're so very special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I want to have control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a perfect body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I want a perfect soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you to notice&lt;br /&gt;When I'm not around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;You're so very special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I wish I was special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;When I don't belong here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;She's runnin out again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's running out&lt;br /&gt;She run run run run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Run...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Whatever makes you happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Whatever you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're so very special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I wish I was special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm a creep&lt;br /&gt;I'm a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing here?&lt;br /&gt;I don't belong here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I don't belong here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7919627820350082438?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7919627820350082438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7919627820350082438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7919627820350082438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7919627820350082438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/creep.html' title='Creep'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-23119455589709193</id><published>2008-09-29T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T15:20:38.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Filly Thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_ctl00_cpMain_cpMain_BulletinRead_ltl_body"&gt;I stole this from someone and I thought I'd do it because I'm bored and my blog needs more random stuff. Haven't been too random in a while and it's a must to be random because it is healthy. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite objec&lt;wbr&gt;t in your room?&lt;br /&gt;my black light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Have you ever smoke&lt;wbr&gt;d heroi&lt;wbr&gt;n?&lt;br /&gt;nope and never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Do you own guns?&lt;br /&gt;nooo guns are bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What flavo&lt;wbr&gt;r do you add to your drink&lt;wbr&gt; at Sonic&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;what are you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Do you get nervo&lt;wbr&gt;us befor&lt;wbr&gt;e docto&lt;wbr&gt;r appoi&lt;wbr&gt;ntmen&lt;wbr&gt;ts?&lt;br /&gt;no, I am brave now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What do you think&lt;wbr&gt; of hot dogs?&lt;br /&gt;I think they can be yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite song?&lt;br /&gt;gee I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What do you prefe&lt;wbr&gt;r to drink&lt;wbr&gt; in the morni&lt;wbr&gt;ng?&lt;br /&gt;I don't really drink anything in the morning. juice or water is good though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Can you do push ups?&lt;br /&gt;oh yes I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Can you do a chin up?&lt;br /&gt;^^ that's the song from Charlotte's Web. "Chin up.. chin up..." and I forget XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What'&lt;wbr&gt;s your favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite piece&lt;wbr&gt; of jewel&lt;wbr&gt;ry?&lt;br /&gt;this black and white bracelet. pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Do you like blue chees&lt;wbr&gt;e?&lt;br /&gt;haha memories... yeah, it's alright. it can be a little gross though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Ever been in a car wreck&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;prolly not. or maybe I have but I don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Middl&lt;wbr&gt;e name?&lt;br /&gt;Regino. not many people know that... or they forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Name 3 thoug&lt;wbr&gt;hts at this exact&lt;wbr&gt; momen&lt;wbr&gt;t...&lt;br /&gt;Carla, sleep, music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Name 3 thing&lt;wbr&gt;s you bough&lt;wbr&gt;t yeste&lt;wbr&gt;rday?&lt;br /&gt;actually I only bought 2 things. Doritos and those gummy coke bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Name 3 drink&lt;wbr&gt;s you regul&lt;wbr&gt;arly drink&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;water, sprite, coke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Curre&lt;wbr&gt;nt worry&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;college apps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Curre&lt;wbr&gt;nt hate right&lt;wbr&gt; now?&lt;br /&gt;all these questions! jk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) How did you bring&lt;wbr&gt; in the New Year?&lt;br /&gt;I think I was online chatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) Where&lt;wbr&gt; would&lt;wbr&gt; you like to be right&lt;wbr&gt; now?&lt;br /&gt;somewhere far and wide and mind-opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Name three&lt;wbr&gt; peopl&lt;wbr&gt;e who will compl&lt;wbr&gt;ete this?&lt;br /&gt;Carla&lt;br /&gt;Steph&lt;br /&gt;and someone else I don't know about as there is a high chance that someone else in the world is answering this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) Do you own slipp&lt;wbr&gt;ers?&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) What short&lt;wbr&gt;s are you weari&lt;wbr&gt;ng??&lt;br /&gt;the ones I'm not wearing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Do you sleep&lt;wbr&gt; on satin&lt;wbr&gt; sheet&lt;wbr&gt;s?&lt;br /&gt;haha! right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Can you whist&lt;wbr&gt;le?&lt;br /&gt;like a tea kettle with talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Would&lt;wbr&gt; you be a pirat&lt;wbr&gt;e?&lt;br /&gt;YES. but a clean pirate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) What songs&lt;wbr&gt; do you sing in the showe&lt;wbr&gt;r?&lt;br /&gt;any song that pops into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite girl'&lt;wbr&gt;s name?&lt;br /&gt;Scarlett&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite boy'&lt;wbr&gt;s name?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) What'&lt;wbr&gt;s in your POCKE&lt;wbr&gt;T?&lt;br /&gt;no pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Last thing&lt;wbr&gt; that made you laugh&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;I forget. I think it was that fat alcoholic guy in Strange Wilderness. he's a riot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37) Best bed sheet&lt;wbr&gt;s?&lt;br /&gt;man what kind of question is that? XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38) Worst&lt;wbr&gt; injur&lt;wbr&gt;y you'&lt;wbr&gt;ve ever had?&lt;br /&gt;in 8th grade I ran, skidded on some small stones, fell, and scraped my whole knee in a parking lot near our house, trying to get a glimpse of this girl.. so I ended up with all these small stones in my knee wounds that I had to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39) Do you love where&lt;wbr&gt; you live?&lt;br /&gt;not really. it's such a boring area. it's nice and quiet though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40) How many TVs do you have in your house&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;there's 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41) Who is your loude&lt;wbr&gt;st frien&lt;wbr&gt;d?&lt;br /&gt;Tyler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42) How many dogs do you have?&lt;br /&gt;none =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43) Does someo&lt;wbr&gt;ne have a crush&lt;wbr&gt; on you?&lt;br /&gt;doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44) What does your last text say?&lt;br /&gt;I deleted some, so.. "Ive been better. Im sick and worked way too much this week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) What is your favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite book?&lt;br /&gt;The collected short stories of Roald Dahl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) What is your favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite candy&lt;wbr&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;sour worms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Favor&lt;wbr&gt;ite Sport&lt;wbr&gt;s Team?&lt;br /&gt;nada, strange enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Where&lt;wbr&gt; is the next place&lt;wbr&gt; you want to trave&lt;wbr&gt;l to?&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering what Chicago's like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHERE&lt;wbr&gt; IS NUMBE&lt;wbr&gt;R 49???&lt;br /&gt;right next to the word "number"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) What was the first&lt;wbr&gt; thing&lt;wbr&gt; you did this morni&lt;wbr&gt;ng?&lt;br /&gt;woke up and went to the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-23119455589709193?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/23119455589709193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=23119455589709193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/23119455589709193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/23119455589709193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/filly-thing.html' title='Filly Thing'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3938263959129547740</id><published>2008-09-26T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T10:05:55.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah I'm Back</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah. Kev is back on his blog. I think I'll start posting more often now so I'm not too much of an alien anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So the latest about me... I've been cooking this Filipino dish called Adobo. It's yum. Today was the 3rd time I made it in like 2 weeks. I really need to try something else.&lt;br /&gt;I went to a free concert at Nathan Philips Square on Sunday with Tyler and his buddies showed up later on. It was the last day of the Manifesto, which is a hip hop festival. Rascalz (from Vancouver), K'naan, K-os and Kardinal Offishall performed and they're all from Toronto. It was pretty crazy. There were some people breakdancing and doing graffiti and all that. I'll post some photos up later. I was going to see DJ Premier vs. Pete Rock later that night, but I was short 10 dollars! I thought it was 30 dollars at the door, but it was 40. It was 30 if you bought tickets before the show... Crap. So I missed the craziest opportunity to see my favorite hip hop producers performing and I was looking forward to that show all month =( and the last time they went head to head was last year in L.A. so I'm still bummed out about that. Maybe there's a next time... or better.&lt;br /&gt;I had an interview on Monday for a job at the Canada Square theater on Eglinton. The guy was pretty cool and Stephanie told me that she heard I got the job... so I'm pretty sure I did and I should be expecting a call from them soon... unless of course Stephanie was being a good liar. But I'm pretty sure they'll be calling... are they?&lt;br /&gt;I bought a book called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Invisible Monsters&lt;/span&gt; by Chuck Palahniuk. The guy who wrote &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choke&lt;/span&gt;. I started reading it and it's pretty crazy. I'm on the 3rd chapter now.&lt;br /&gt;What else...  I got another haircut again the other day and I bought a sweet pair of pants. I couldn't find the Dickies pants I wanted so I bought these ones instead, which are almost like Dickies and they're pretty comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish someone would go with me to watch Method Man &amp;amp; Redman tomorrow night at the Koolhaus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3938263959129547740?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3938263959129547740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3938263959129547740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3938263959129547740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3938263959129547740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/09/yeah-im-back.html' title='Yeah I&apos;m Back'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2308317924307999433</id><published>2008-07-24T21:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:47:13.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-We went to a jazz festival at Woodbine Park on Saturday. It's near the beaches. It was pretty chill. The younger bands were really good. We got baked in the sun (I even walked around shirtless for the first time), though later on it got cooler and it even rained when we took the street car home. That was a sweet day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;- Mich had to go buy a handbag for her flight home, so we went out and looked for one. We found one she loved at Eglinton Station so we came back for that one after looking around more. The Chinese lady in the shop was funny. She really wanted Mich to buy the bag. And because she had JanSport bags, and I like Mich's corduroy JanSport backpack so much, I decided to get myself one too, except it's not corduroy. It's black and still pretty sweet. I walk around with it everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;-Rock The Bells was amazing. The most tiring 10 hours ever, but definitely worth it. Method Man and Redman had the best performance. My top 5 performances were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1. Method Man &amp;amp; Redman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2. The Pharcyde [tied with De La Soul]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3. Murs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;4. Mos Def&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;5. Supernatural &amp;amp; Scratch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Mich bought me a Rock The Bells shirt which is sweet. We both shared 3 hot dogs that night haha. And we bought a lemonade with cherry (because Mich thought it was sherry), which we ended up throwing away because it was too intense and we felt a little sick. It was a 20 oz. drink! We also lined up to get me a wristband for being able to drink at the bar. And because Mich spotted him, we met Murs while he was walking around during The Pharcyde's set. He was really cool. I told him that I thought he had a tight set, and he said "Thanks, brother!" and something else I couldn't hear through the loud music, and he shook Mich's hand. Humble guy. I couldn't take photos because we left my camera at home, thinking that cameras weren't allowed! We were wrong. We actually left a lot of stuff at home, like food and drinks. The night before, we prepared all this pasta that we were gonna take with us! But before leaving in the morning, we looked at the rules of the festival, and it said that we couldn't bring outside drinks and food and a bunch of other stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;While Mich was in the bathroom at one point, this guy gave me a Toronto shirt because it didn't fit him. I only took it so I could give it to Mich. It's too big for her so I told her she can use it for sleeping or something. Hmm... what else... We danced/grinded to some songs, Mostly to Method Man &amp;amp; Redman. Later on I bought a Method Man &amp;amp; Redman shirt, because it was one of the new ones they put up at the merchandise stall, and looked sweet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;We left to take the TTC home early at 9:30 just before the last performance, so we missed A Tribe Called Quest's set. The reasons we left that early was because we were really tired and thought there'd be lots of people waiting for the bus, but we were wrong. We could have stayed for A Tribe Called Quest! But we got home late anyway, at 12:30. The next day, Tyler said he could have taken us home if we'd stayed for A Tribe Called Quest, because he was in Mississauga! But it doesn't matter.. we were too tired anyway... we even slept on the way home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;- Me and Mich have been renting movies to watch. We watched a Brazilian movie called The Man Who Copied. That was a really good movie. Really well-written. We also watched The Squid and the Whale. That was really interesting, mostly because of the characters and the things they said and did. Two words to sum that movie up: awkward moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;- I buzz cut my hair at the mall 2 days ago. It was something I'd been contemplating doing for a while. I hadn't cut it that way since I met Mich 2 years ago. It was refreshing to do. I mostly did it because it's too hot to have long hair. And I knew that if I didn't cut it now, I wouldn't cut it for a long time. It even took me a while in the salon to decide if I should cut it or not. Mich said I should do whatever I want, and Nathan said I shouldn't cut it. When I did cut it, the women in the salon were surprisingly amazed. They said I looked more like a man XD and that it looked really good. I think they wanted me, strangely enough. Haha. One lady said that with long hair, I looked older. I asked her how old, and she said 28, and that with short hair, I looked 20. Mich was supposed to film it, but she only got like 1 second at the beginning and 1 second at the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;- We made apple pie yesterday... Okay, Mich made apple pie (for the first time) yesterday. I helped her a little bit. That was yum.  Definitely good for a first apple pie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;- Mich is gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;- Mich loves Sour Cream and Onion Lays chips.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;- Mich is sleeping right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;- We went on a dinner date last night at Pickle Barrel. We shared a crunchy spinach salad and a Seafood Linguine. That was an awesome dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;- We have plans to go watch the A Midsummer Night's Dream play (Mich calls it A Midsummer's Night Dream) at High Park at 8pm. We were supposed to go watch it 2 nights ago, but we didn't, so we planned to watch it last night, but we were late so we thought we'd go tonight instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;- We need to clean my room today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-2308317924307999433?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2308317924307999433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2308317924307999433' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2308317924307999433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2308317924307999433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/07/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-1421322352642118893</id><published>2008-06-27T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T11:25:08.869+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock The Bells '08</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't uploaded in a while.. but here's something exciting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SGRcVI_oMJI/AAAAAAAAAmo/LU-GTiEZpKo/s1600-h/rock-the-bells-2008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SGRcVI_oMJI/AAAAAAAAAmo/LU-GTiEZpKo/s400/rock-the-bells-2008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216395786663243922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me and Mich are going to the Rock The Bells festival on the 20th of July! And 10 days later we're seeing Coldplay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SGRdE0VPZwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/CyhsYVYRmsQ/s1600-h/Coldplay-705392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SGRdE0VPZwI/AAAAAAAAAmw/CyhsYVYRmsQ/s400/Coldplay-705392.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216396605750470402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mich arrives here on the 15th of July. Can't wait ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-1421322352642118893?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1421322352642118893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=1421322352642118893' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1421322352642118893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1421322352642118893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/rock-bells-08.html' title='Rock The Bells &apos;08'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SGRcVI_oMJI/AAAAAAAAAmo/LU-GTiEZpKo/s72-c/rock-the-bells-2008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5477357499774215611</id><published>2008-06-12T07:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T08:00:20.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick Update</title><content type='html'>-I just got my hair braided today. I'll upload a pic in a little bit from my iMac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fil talked to his boss, for whom he's editing a feature-length film. He said I can come and be a second pair of eyes starting tomorrow. Let's just call it an internship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Nathan's in Kingston for 2 weeks so I'm at home with Tyler.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5477357499774215611?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5477357499774215611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5477357499774215611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5477357499774215611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5477357499774215611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/quick-update.html' title='Quick Update'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-1209807772831025613</id><published>2008-06-10T23:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:10:03.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Thing</title><content type='html'>Because Carla told me to do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the thing is, you have to use your MP3 player... or iTunes or something and put it on shuffle and play a different track for every question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stringplay by GZA ft Method Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Reflections by Bill Conti (from the Rocky soundtrack? XD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Next Level by Showbiz and AG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Will you get married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The Birth by RZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;XL by The X-Ecutioners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Hogsburg by Deftones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What was high school like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Blow Treez by Redman ft Ready Roc &amp;amp; Method Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Highway Robbery by GZA &amp;amp; Governor Two's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Let The Man by Mr. Dong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What is today going to be like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Duel of the Iron Mic by GZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What is in store this weekend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sailing Song In Wusuli (some Japanese music)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What song describes you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rising Up by The Roots ft Wale &amp;amp; Chrisette Michele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;To describe your grandparents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Matatis Mutandis by Mudvayne.. right.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How is your life going?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Did Ya Say That by GZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;It Is No Secret by Jim Reeves (not baaaaad.. I think this is Christian music..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Go Go Gadget Flow by Lupe Fiasco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ENY House by Masta Killa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Come Dance With Me by Frank Sinatra (hmmmm.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Alone Against Him by RZA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Le Ciel Dans Une Chambre by Carla Bruni (shweet I guess.. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Heart's On Fire by John Cafferty (grr I think this is another Rocky soundtrack song)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Revolution (STR Parts 1 + 2) by DJ Z-Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Hmm... This is silly. I wish there was another question because the next track is Michelle by The Beatles!! Strange, hmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-1209807772831025613?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1209807772831025613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=1209807772831025613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1209807772831025613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1209807772831025613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/thing.html' title='A Thing'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2773940810228620434</id><published>2008-06-05T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T16:52:49.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work</title><content type='html'>I got my working visa! Now I can work anywhere I want ^^ I'm thinking at a movie theater or a record or music store. Should be shweeeet to finally be able to work and get paaaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only thing is though my work visa won't let me back in the country if I leave. Which means that I have to apply for another one that does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-2773940810228620434?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2773940810228620434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2773940810228620434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2773940810228620434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2773940810228620434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/work.html' title='Work'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-982215510569348900</id><published>2008-06-04T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T14:42:19.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Yeah</title><content type='html'>I forgot to post the fact that I'm not going to the Philippines anymore until maybe August. We'll see.. So I'm gonna be here most of summer. Not baaad. Only thing is my sister's gonna be in school by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Oh yeah, I wanna go to Wonderland soooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 more weeks til Mich gets here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-982215510569348900?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/982215510569348900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=982215510569348900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/982215510569348900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/982215510569348900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh Yeah'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7271262081253647814</id><published>2008-05-30T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T16:39:34.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good</title><content type='html'>I went to a Matt Good concert with Stephanie which was awesome. The opening band was pretty cool too. I forget what they're called though. Thanks again Steph for bringing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty tired right now. After the show I went to Fil's house to hang out a little bit and jammed with Jason a little. But before I went there I stopped by Wing Machine to get a chicken burger with fries and a Sprite. I don't know why I'm writing this. It's probably just because I remember doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll probably repost this tomorrow or something. I'll post up some photos me and Nathan took a few days ago on our walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mich is leaving for Maputo at 8 in the morning (her time). She's probably getting up right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll go sleep. My legs are tired and I could use a massage everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh yeah... I still haven't gotten my working visa yet. Grrr. If I don't get it by next week sometime, I don't think I'll go to the Philippines.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7271262081253647814?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7271262081253647814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7271262081253647814' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7271262081253647814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7271262081253647814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/good.html' title='Good'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-6095178973152018009</id><published>2008-05-23T15:14:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:39:26.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Press Zero</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pure-mirage.com/images/Gallery_Images/Maya/images/3d_Apple_Logo_102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 191px;" src="http://www.pure-mirage.com/images/Gallery_Images/Maya/images/3d_Apple_Logo_102.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got my iMac! You should have seen me trying to carry it from the Eaton Centre through the subway and home. Nathan helped though. It's huge... a 25" monitor. The lady at the Apple store and the manager were surprised that it's my first Mac. It cost me $2279.21 in total. All I'm gonna use it for is to edit, video chat with my siblings, and watch movies... I can watch movies on it like I'm watching a TV screen. It's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SDZz5PhFCJI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6XuZgz6a2S8/s1600-h/indy-crystalskull-posterlg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SDZz5PhFCJI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6XuZgz6a2S8/s400/indy-crystalskull-posterlg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203473846728198290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I watched Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of the Crystal Skull at the theater con los hermanos. It was pretty intense. Not a bad movie at all. They did a pretty sweet job... I really didn't know what to expect. The car chase scene was crazy. The story involved aliens being worshiped (wow I thought this word was spelled with a double P). I seriously think that Steven Spielberg got abducted by aliens at least once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Oh yeah, I learned something new today at the Apple store, while I was on the phone with my bank. The Apple store lady told me that whenever you're on the phone and it's the automatic voice thing telling you what the options are and telling you what numbers to press (which is just a waste of time), you can just press '0' (zero) to avoid all that and immediately talk to the person you want to talk to. Finally..! Knowing that will make life easier. How did I not know that??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-6095178973152018009?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6095178973152018009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=6095178973152018009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6095178973152018009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6095178973152018009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/press-zero.html' title='Press Zero'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SDZz5PhFCJI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6XuZgz6a2S8/s72-c/indy-crystalskull-posterlg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4487354939507905140</id><published>2008-05-22T13:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T13:59:19.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I watched Iron Man again....with Nathan and Tyler cuz they haven't seen it yet. But this time it was in a normal movie theater, so it wasn't as great. Digital is so much better! I think you're more focused when you're watching a movie in digital, for some reason. Maybe cuz it's clearer. Thanks to Stephanie for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Anyway, I'm getting an iMac! Yay! I can't wait. I'm gonna be working with iMovie though until I get Final Cut Studio 2 from Fil (who's borrowing it from Holly).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I like how green it is outside these days. It's so nice even if it's wet out. Summer's gonna be brutal though. But it'll be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh yeah, my camera's main button is broken. It fell out somehow. I don't know if I should bring it to store though. It might take 3 weeks for it to get fixed and I might not be here by then. But maybe they'll have it done by next week if I'm lucky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4487354939507905140?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4487354939507905140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4487354939507905140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4487354939507905140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4487354939507905140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/again.html' title='Again...'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7530810817005417485</id><published>2008-05-21T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T18:00:08.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Martin's Slideshow</title><content type='html'>Gee. I'm proud of my bro to have really great ideas. He's funny too. He edited this on iMovie. It's a slideshow dedicated to all his friends in Mozambique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pS_5ihuTeOQ"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pS_5ihuTeOQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here's his iMovie test video! It's the first video stuff he's ever done. It's pretty amusing. Apparently he did the music on Garage Band! How crazy is that? You're starting to surprise me, Martin. You crazy Asian guy. I'm glad you're starting to come out with your artistic side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwrIusksL8Y&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwrIusksL8Y&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7530810817005417485?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7530810817005417485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7530810817005417485' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7530810817005417485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7530810817005417485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/martins-slideshow.html' title='Martin&apos;s Slideshow'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-6286519851791871105</id><published>2008-05-21T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T16:34:09.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unscripted</title><content type='html'>Hilarious interview with Terrence Howard, RDJ, and Jon Favreau.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm now addicted to Iron Man stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WvEgo9SQ8jY&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WvEgo9SQ8jY&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-6286519851791871105?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6286519851791871105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=6286519851791871105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6286519851791871105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6286519851791871105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/unscripted.html' title='Unscripted'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3019385250740214485</id><published>2008-05-20T15:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T15:33:45.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tony Stark!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SDJ-R4KeWwI/AAAAAAAAAkY/BpzNBKDTHvY/s1600-h/ironman_teaser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SDJ-R4KeWwI/AAAAAAAAAkY/BpzNBKDTHvY/s400/ironman_teaser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202359365165538050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iron Man was AMAZING. Definitely the best superhero movie I've ever seen. It's not cheesy at all. Robert Downey Jr. is too awesome and director Jon Favreau definitely knows how to make good (independent-like) movies.  I didn't know he directed it til now. He's in the movie too actually. He's aways a funny guy in movies (if you google him, you'll know who he is). I'm pretty sure he'll make the next 2 sequels great too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3019385250740214485?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3019385250740214485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3019385250740214485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3019385250740214485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3019385250740214485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/tony-stark.html' title='Tony Stark!'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SDJ-R4KeWwI/AAAAAAAAAkY/BpzNBKDTHvY/s72-c/ironman_teaser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5069095153334421868</id><published>2008-05-19T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T10:06:01.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Animal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LCayacFcCX4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LCayacFcCX4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GjoBKEJj2eI&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GjoBKEJj2eI&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/znI5R9lQNNM&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/znI5R9lQNNM&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cEPydnb0Ns&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2cEPydnb0Ns&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ibh-7eb8d7k&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ibh-7eb8d7k&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pr_xxJXcUt4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pr_xxJXcUt4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YevYBsShxNs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YevYBsShxNs&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't the Muppets great?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5069095153334421868?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5069095153334421868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5069095153334421868' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5069095153334421868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5069095153334421868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/animal.html' title='Animal!'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2692329414036523412</id><published>2008-05-18T06:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T07:10:51.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Off to B.C.</title><content type='html'>GAH. I always get depressed when I'm home alone. Especially when there's no one interesting online to talk to. It's weird. The brothers went to Kingston to play on their parents' new boat.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 5:50 pm. Partied last night. It was Genevieve's and Fil's party at the Harmony Bar &amp;amp; Lounge. It was pretty chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who were there:&lt;br /&gt;-Fil&lt;br /&gt;-Genevieve&lt;br /&gt;-Shea&lt;br /&gt;-Nathan&lt;br /&gt;-Me&lt;br /&gt;-a dude from TFC, I forget his name.. Mark or something&lt;br /&gt;-some funny gay dude, I don't know his name either&lt;br /&gt;-Gen's short chick friend who had a thin cigarette, I don't know her name either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Nathan went home earlier than everyone else cuz we had to catch the subway before it closed at 1:30am and Tyler had to pick us up at the station we get off at, because buses stopped running too. I didn't wanna leave though. I don't get to party like that every weekend. I could have crashed at Fil's but I didn't have my house keys with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm planning to go to Vancouver in September. Ceri's going back to there to visit her uni buddies. I owe her a visit, so I thought it would be a good time to go, and I found out Stephanie's going to Terrace at around the same time  too, so we thought maybe we can go to Van and Terrace together, and I can crash at her place...and go to her best friend's wedding. Nathan said he might come too. It'll be coool. Might be a road trip if we don't take a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Speed Racer is amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-2692329414036523412?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2692329414036523412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2692329414036523412' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2692329414036523412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2692329414036523412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/off-to-bc.html' title='Off to B.C.'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8250442834235797486</id><published>2008-05-14T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T21:46:28.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES</title><content type='html'>I don't need a job offer letter thing thing to apply for a working visa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSSSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8250442834235797486?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8250442834235797486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8250442834235797486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8250442834235797486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8250442834235797486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/yes.html' title='YES'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-6458602795912227071</id><published>2008-05-08T11:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T11:58:35.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>High-larious</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SCJ537jCxqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RdZktHw7A2U/s1600-h/harold-kumar-2-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SCJ537jCxqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RdZktHw7A2U/s400/harold-kumar-2-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197850921723414178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;I just watched Harold &amp;amp; Kumar 2. Damn. That was hilarious. A little too mainstream, but pretty damn funny. I thought the production for the first movie was better though. I'm definitely gonna buy the DVD when it comes out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-6458602795912227071?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6458602795912227071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=6458602795912227071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6458602795912227071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6458602795912227071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/high-larious.html' title='High-larious'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SCJ537jCxqI/AAAAAAAAAkI/RdZktHw7A2U/s72-c/harold-kumar-2-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4587346135262106596</id><published>2008-05-04T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T15:45:34.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;I haven't posted in a while! So this is gonna be random I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Last weekend I was in Kingston with the roomies. It was boring, I helped Nathan move pottery out of the tool shed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The other day I got my photo taken for my passport. I had to take off my earrings and my eyebrow piercing (I think the hole sealed up though) because it's unacceptable for men to wear stuff like that in a passport photo. I'm kind of happy with the way my photo turned out. Just try to imagine me with my hair tied back, with a straight face. That's what I look like. Nathan said I can pass for a Mexican though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;It's been raining a lot lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Today I went to Queen's Park where the 10th annual Toronto Freedom festival was being held. It was too wet! I really wish it wasn't raining. Everybody got soaked. It was fun though. There were over a thousand people! Maybe next year it will be nice and sunny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Movies I watched lately and really liked:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SB1mPg_DerI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5SBkWXQokAI/s1600-h/forgetting_sarah_marshall_movie_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SB1mPg_DerI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5SBkWXQokAI/s400/forgetting_sarah_marshall_movie_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196421961793895090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SB1maw_DesI/AAAAAAAAAjY/CsHVKCSN8DI/s1600-h/horton_hears_a_who.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SB1maw_DesI/AAAAAAAAAjY/CsHVKCSN8DI/s400/horton_hears_a_who.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196422155067423426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;The worst movies were Doomsday and Forbidden Kingdom, though they were hilariously cheesy and ridiculous. And we were the only ones laughing at the crap parts! Everyone else in the theater was silent, wondering what we were laughing at. Gee, it's not hard to tell if the movie is bad or not!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4587346135262106596?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4587346135262106596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4587346135262106596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4587346135262106596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4587346135262106596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/05/cheesy-movies.html' title='Cheesy Movies'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SB1mPg_DerI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/5SBkWXQokAI/s72-c/forgetting_sarah_marshall_movie_poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5613650345359220306</id><published>2008-04-17T12:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T12:33:40.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done</title><content type='html'>So Friday is the last day of school. So far today, I was the only one who finished both my final projects. They're all due tomorrow but I thought I'd get them over with. I did a script for a children's animated short, and a short random one for business of scriptwriting. Both were adapted from books.&lt;br /&gt;We have to pitch the business one tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Here's the log line for mine:  The day Hitler was born.&lt;br /&gt;I adapted it from a Roald Dahl short story called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Genesis and Catastrophe&lt;/span&gt;. It's actually a true story... I chose the shortest story (5 pages) I could find in his book, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Collected Short Stories of Roald Dahl. &lt;/span&gt;Love that book. I wrote the script in just 2 hours before going to school in the morning. Busted my balls just so that I wouldn't have to work on anything tonight.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait til school is over. I'm not even staying for the end of school party on Friday. There's no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I decided I'd put an album together... with beats that I made and am about to make. I'll try to get it done by summer. I wish I could have a bunch of rappers on it... Come to think about it, I might try to get some Mozambican guys on a few, so it's not just an instrumental album. One guy from Toronto/Mississauga already asked me if he could rap on a beat I had on myspace, so he's probably working on that already. I have no idea who he is, but I think he's a pretty good rapper. And on top of everything, Fil said he would mix/engineer my album for free!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Fil... he asked me if I wouldn't mind writing scripts for a reality TV show he's working on. I don't know what he means by that...but I think I'm going for it. He still needs to fill me in on all the details. (what a pun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5613650345359220306?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5613650345359220306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5613650345359220306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5613650345359220306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5613650345359220306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/done.html' title='Done'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-473303148362035697</id><published>2008-04-14T06:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T06:20:48.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uOohtIN6Qts&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uOohtIN6Qts&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-473303148362035697?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/473303148362035697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=473303148362035697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/473303148362035697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/473303148362035697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/lonely-day.html' title='Lonely Day'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7352843766904752032</id><published>2008-04-12T11:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T11:25:31.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold</title><content type='html'>It's cold in the basement. My room. Our place.&lt;br /&gt;Crap. Heaters aren't working anymore because it's "spring" already.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't sleep last night cuz I worked on my children's script, finished it and handed it in today. I adapted a children's book called "Hi! Fly Guy!" My teacher said he read a bit of it in class today, and said my writing's pretty good. I know that already though, old man. When it comes to writing, I'm on top of things, yo! I'm on point! You better recognize, old man. Just kidding. I'm not that full of myself. Not like that nutcase, Robyn who shows off her scripts, thinking it's the most amazing stuff ever...&lt;br /&gt;He also commented on my previous homework, which was this series proposal I did for a children's show about a family adopting a robot. That's the first homework that we ever had to hand in, and he was surprised with my writing. He asked me if someone else did it for me... Come on. I might be the quiet one in class, but that doesn't mean I can't write.&lt;br /&gt;Yup...I also suspect he's racist. Like no joking. And so does Jacob...&lt;br /&gt;I watched Sweeney Todd on DVD the other night. Amazing. Wanna watch it again. Was listening to the songs online today with Nathan for like an hour.&lt;br /&gt;We decided that from now on, every day will be muuuuusicaaal and that we'll sing every few minutes about whatever.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7352843766904752032?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7352843766904752032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7352843766904752032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7352843766904752032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7352843766904752032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/cold.html' title='Cold'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4444015424244427493</id><published>2008-04-11T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T14:57:36.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Little DJs</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pl0DztvBKGU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pl0DztvBKGU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kid on the left is DJ Sara, 9, and DJ Ryusei, 6.&lt;br /&gt;These Japanese kids, man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4444015424244427493?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4444015424244427493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4444015424244427493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4444015424244427493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4444015424244427493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/two-little-djs.html' title='Two Little DJs'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5788412969443791955</id><published>2008-04-08T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T16:50:55.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrapbooking</title><content type='html'>Gee. I need to update more. I've been lacking! So this post should make up for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos that kinda sum up my life over the past few days/weeks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ss50D1YfI/AAAAAAAAAis/4XmtAiByy_w/s1600-h/DSC08316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ss50D1YfI/AAAAAAAAAis/4XmtAiByy_w/s400/DSC08316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186788767586148850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking Out The Window I'll Miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_smO0D1YeI/AAAAAAAAAik/kKa2wsUF904/s1600-h/DSC08176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_smO0D1YeI/AAAAAAAAAik/kKa2wsUF904/s400/DSC08176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186781431782007266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Goodbye To Eglinton Avenue West&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;IN SCARBOROUGH:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_scskD1YYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/FWeo7zlMxjE/s1600-h/DSC08473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_scskD1YYI/AAAAAAAAAh0/FWeo7zlMxjE/s400/DSC08473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186770947766837634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Tyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sfJkD1YZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hhAnZBedFuc/s1600-h/DSC08479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sfJkD1YZI/AAAAAAAAAh8/hhAnZBedFuc/s400/DSC08479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186773645006299538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New Shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sgqUD1YaI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-HwrzwJSzMo/s1600-h/DSC08486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sgqUD1YaI/AAAAAAAAAiE/-HwrzwJSzMo/s400/DSC08486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186775307158643106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charging Stars With A Black Light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_shWED1YbI/AAAAAAAAAiM/4NVwQy1KMrc/s1600-h/DSC08491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_shWED1YbI/AAAAAAAAAiM/4NVwQy1KMrc/s400/DSC08491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186776058777919922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Ceiling Has Glow In The Dark Stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_siiED1YcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/imifpowubbE/s1600-h/DSC08681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_siiED1YcI/AAAAAAAAAiU/imifpowubbE/s400/DSC08681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186777364447977922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Writing An 'N'.. Sad Attempt To Write An 'M'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_slM0D1YdI/AAAAAAAAAic/P0YbLHqP21k/s1600-h/DSC08925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_slM0D1YdI/AAAAAAAAAic/P0YbLHqP21k/s400/DSC08925.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186780297910641106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On The Phone With Mich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rshED1XyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ble67Ps77dU/s1600-h/DSC08457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rshED1XyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/ble67Ps77dU/s400/DSC08457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186717973640208162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Playing Nathan's Guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rs2ED1XzI/AAAAAAAAAdM/QmFQTx00nnk/s1600-h/DSC08388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rs2ED1XzI/AAAAAAAAAdM/QmFQTx00nnk/s400/DSC08388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186718334417461042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tyler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rtTED1X0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/bh0YXd6cKGs/s1600-h/DSC08395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rtTED1X0I/AAAAAAAAAdU/bh0YXd6cKGs/s400/DSC08395.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186718832633667394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nathan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rx4kD1X_I/AAAAAAAAAes/4M5mk610u6M/s1600-h/DSC08686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rx4kD1X_I/AAAAAAAAAes/4M5mk610u6M/s400/DSC08686.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186723874925273074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nayphan &amp;amp; Stephunny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_svdED1YgI/AAAAAAAAAi0/xEGGhExw9RI/s1600-h/DSC08935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_svdED1YgI/AAAAAAAAAi0/xEGGhExw9RI/s400/DSC08935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186791572199793154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One Of Nathan's Manwiches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN KINGSTON:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rt-kD1X1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/sdDEFsSDnec/s1600-h/DSC08517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rt-kD1X1I/AAAAAAAAAdc/sdDEFsSDnec/s400/DSC08517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186719579957976914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One Of Their Dogs.. RIP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ruO0D1X2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/IHx2w3Rp0fU/s1600-h/DSC08583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ruO0D1X2I/AAAAAAAAAdk/IHx2w3Rp0fU/s400/DSC08583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186719859130851170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In The Woods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rwv0D1X7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/2mWxib_4ecE/s1600-h/DSC08565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rwv0D1X7I/AAAAAAAAAeM/2mWxib_4ecE/s400/DSC08565.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186722625089789874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Borrowed Old Rubber Boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rusUD1X3I/AAAAAAAAAds/W18S_yM3x_w/s1600-h/DSC08589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rusUD1X3I/AAAAAAAAAds/W18S_yM3x_w/s400/DSC08589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186720365936992114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Front Of The "Mushroom Tree"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rvd0D1X4I/AAAAAAAAAd0/K2wXC02aVPg/s1600-h/DSC08592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rvd0D1X4I/AAAAAAAAAd0/K2wXC02aVPg/s400/DSC08592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186721216340516738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Nathan Chilling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rwHkD1X5I/AAAAAAAAAd8/5mzI3Q0YraY/s1600-h/DSC08624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rwHkD1X5I/AAAAAAAAAd8/5mzI3Q0YraY/s400/DSC08624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186721933600055186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Darkness Falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rwdUD1X6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/R7Ja8a109BI/s1600-h/DSC08626.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rwdUD1X6I/AAAAAAAAAeE/R7Ja8a109BI/s400/DSC08626.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186722307262209954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Spooky Woods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rw-UD1X8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/Vp5mep1TmtI/s1600-h/DSC08632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rw-UD1X8I/AAAAAAAAAeU/Vp5mep1TmtI/s400/DSC08632.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186722874197893058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Tyler Looking Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rxSUD1X9I/AAAAAAAAAec/tPDvowt83PQ/s1600-h/DSC08638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rxSUD1X9I/AAAAAAAAAec/tPDvowt83PQ/s400/DSC08638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186723217795276754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Nathan's Room With Doggies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rxgUD1X-I/AAAAAAAAAek/XZU3ZYC2X3s/s1600-h/DSC08640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rxgUD1X-I/AAAAAAAAAek/XZU3ZYC2X3s/s400/DSC08640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186723458313445346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; A Doggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRED'S PARTY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r470D1YLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9pfsd43crYM/s1600-h/DSC08690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r470D1YLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/9pfsd43crYM/s400/DSC08690.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186731627341242546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;That's Stephanie Before She Left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ryO0D1YAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/QqOJKp6xPPA/s1600-h/DSC08699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ryO0D1YAI/AAAAAAAAAe0/QqOJKp6xPPA/s400/DSC08699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186724257177362434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nathan, Jason &amp;amp; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r1EUD1YFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/DFGEaVT1Zd4/s1600-h/DSC08706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r1EUD1YFI/AAAAAAAAAfc/DFGEaVT1Zd4/s400/DSC08706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186727375323619410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Party People In The Place To Be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ryukD1YBI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ziw5daxz8ew/s1600-h/DSC08704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ryukD1YBI/AAAAAAAAAe8/Ziw5daxz8ew/s400/DSC08704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186724802638209042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nathan, Fil, Ike &amp;amp; Jay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rziUD1YCI/AAAAAAAAAfE/cqPhSrdRzT0/s1600-h/DSC08710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_rziUD1YCI/AAAAAAAAAfE/cqPhSrdRzT0/s400/DSC08710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186725691696439330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look At This Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r0A0D1YDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/WkPtFUI9szY/s1600-h/DSC08712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r0A0D1YDI/AAAAAAAAAfM/WkPtFUI9szY/s400/DSC08712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186726215682449458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why, I Oughta..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r0y0D1YEI/AAAAAAAAAfU/M_7zAXX03Z0/s1600-h/DSC08742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r0y0D1YEI/AAAAAAAAAfU/M_7zAXX03Z0/s400/DSC08742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186727074675908674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jenevieve &amp;amp; Fil...These Two Love Birds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r270D1YGI/AAAAAAAAAfk/RcARZZjIsBQ/s1600-h/DSC08745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r270D1YGI/AAAAAAAAAfk/RcARZZjIsBQ/s400/DSC08745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186729428317986914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Drunken Students&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r3mkD1YII/AAAAAAAAAf0/bYHcuxtkXBE/s1600-h/DSC08762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r3mkD1YII/AAAAAAAAAf0/bYHcuxtkXBE/s400/DSC08762.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186730162757394562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Stephane In The Back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r4pkD1YKI/AAAAAAAAAgE/einLvO7Adt0/s1600-h/DSC08750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r4pkD1YKI/AAAAAAAAAgE/einLvO7Adt0/s400/DSC08750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186731313808629922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Jenevieve Holding A Trumpet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r5mkD1YMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/pOsCGYFSBp4/s1600-h/DSC08756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r5mkD1YMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/pOsCGYFSBp4/s400/DSC08756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186732361780650178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me &amp;amp; Fred The Party Boy/Teacher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r6BED1YNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/TSbPNyaBM5s/s1600-h/DSC08766.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r6BED1YNI/AAAAAAAAAgc/TSbPNyaBM5s/s400/DSC08766.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186732817047183570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Curious George Catching Vibes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r6ikD1YOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hRcZEPZe_WU/s1600-h/DSC08769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r6ikD1YOI/AAAAAAAAAgk/hRcZEPZe_WU/s400/DSC08769.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186733392572801250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;West Side, East Side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r9BUD1YQI/AAAAAAAAAg0/fhWRanVouF8/s1600-h/DSC08771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r9BUD1YQI/AAAAAAAAAg0/fhWRanVouF8/s400/DSC08771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186736119877034242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason, Fil, Jenevieve &amp;amp; Shea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r-q0D1YRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HlVabe3KDOM/s1600-h/DSC08815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r-q0D1YRI/AAAAAAAAAg8/HlVabe3KDOM/s400/DSC08815.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186737932353233170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Apparently The Cutest Guys In Toronto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r_PED1YSI/AAAAAAAAAhE/OK94uMgl1BE/s1600-h/DSC08816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r_PED1YSI/AAAAAAAAAhE/OK94uMgl1BE/s400/DSC08816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186738555123491106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I Can't Explain This Really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r_2UD1YTI/AAAAAAAAAhM/HupvDAVJyWw/s1600-h/DSC08817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r_2UD1YTI/AAAAAAAAAhM/HupvDAVJyWw/s400/DSC08817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186739229433356594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly Geese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sArkD1YVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/FO0jMX6HZjg/s1600-h/DSC08833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sArkD1YVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/FO0jMX6HZjg/s400/DSC08833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186740144261390674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On A Street Car In T-Dot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sBmUD1YWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/_bySGdhDCCs/s1600-h/DSC08850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sBmUD1YWI/AAAAAAAAAhk/_bySGdhDCCs/s400/DSC08850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186741153578705250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being Dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sCIkD1YXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pe_L758ue04/s1600-h/DSC08855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_sCIkD1YXI/AAAAAAAAAhs/pe_L758ue04/s400/DSC08855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186741741989224818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Look! An Asian Stranger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r3UED1YHI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zQa8NPIpJV8/s1600-h/DSC08862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_r3UED1YHI/AAAAAAAAAfs/zQa8NPIpJV8/s400/DSC08862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186729844929814642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Random Moments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5788412969443791955?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5788412969443791955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5788412969443791955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5788412969443791955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5788412969443791955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/scrapbooking.html' title='Scrapbooking'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R_ss50D1YfI/AAAAAAAAAis/4XmtAiByy_w/s72-c/DSC08316.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5076177232285113817</id><published>2008-04-01T12:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T05:42:58.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved In</title><content type='html'>It's been a while since I posted. AHH! I just haven't had the time to figure out exactly what I wanted to post and when I wanted to post.&lt;br /&gt;I've been living with Nathan and his brother Tyler for a while now. But I officially moved in yesterday. I rented a U-Haul truck and got Tyler to drive it. So they helped me move all my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't organized everything. Even they have to organize the stuff they used to keep in my room before I moved in. My room is very cosy though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm meant to post a few videos up, but I haven't done that yet.&lt;br /&gt;AHH&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, on Saturday, we all went to Fred's birthday party, via Fil's apartment. There were 8 of us - me, Nate, Fil, Stephane, Jay, Shea, Stephanie and Jenevieve. That was cool. It was Stephanie's first time at Fred's apartment. I hope she enjoyed that even if she left early. The rest of us left about an hour or so later. We all took so many photos. It was the most fun I've had in a long time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll post some pics up, I promise. There are some on Nathan's Facebook already.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my fam. Still have to email Carla back. She wrote me a long email and it was shweet.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait til Mich comes in summer!! Love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5076177232285113817?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5076177232285113817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5076177232285113817' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5076177232285113817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5076177232285113817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/04/moved-in.html' title='Moved In'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7630026081318460868</id><published>2008-03-04T01:19:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T02:57:49.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Movies</title><content type='html'>What are movies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movies are made up of moving pictures. They usually tell stories. Some of them can be really great. Like these ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w14SgXEUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/jlZuAU4eqBU/s1600-h/king+of+california.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w14SgXEUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/jlZuAU4eqBU/s320/king+of+california.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173569313098371394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;King of California&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I liked this movie because of the story. It's simple but really touching and funny at the same time. It's cute. The acting was great too. Mike D is awesome in this. He has awesome facial expressions and he can make you believe that he really is nuts. Woody-Wood Rachel is really good too. Want to watch a movie about a girl who works at McDonald's whose father just got out of the nut house and makes you want to believe that he knows where to find some lost treasure? Watch this. It's a fun movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w2GigXEVI/AAAAAAAAAck/DTIajHdzLOA/s1600-h/Smiley+Face+movie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w2GigXEVI/AAAAAAAAAck/DTIajHdzLOA/s320/Smiley+Face+movie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173569557911507282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Smiley Face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;This is a stoner movie about an actress who eats all her roommate's pot-laced cupcakes and ends up being high the whole day. All I have to say is that it has no plot, which makes it even a better stoner movie, because after all, stoners don't really have elaborate story lines in real life. What's good about this movie though is the acting and the silliness that emerges from all the problems that have to be faced. I have to say that I'm not really a fan of Anna Faris and I've always found her annoying, but she's actually bearable in this movie. Her portrayal of a stereotypical pothead is dead-on and her facial expressions are hilarious and cute. I like the parts where she's eating her roommate's cupcakes and when she's trying to reverse her car out into the driveway while extremely high, but can't. It's hilarious. The ending isn't what you'd normally expect, which I thought was great because it's different from other stoner movies. You might think that this movie promotes the use of marijuana, but it really doesn't. You'll see what I mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w2RigXEWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/giYAxZXwNvw/s1600-h/saintsposter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w2RigXEWI/AAAAAAAAAcs/giYAxZXwNvw/s320/saintsposter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173569746890068322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This is about growing up and knowing who our "saints" really are. This movie takes place in 1986 in Astoria, New York. It's the story of Dito Montiel, who also directed the movie and based it off his autobiographical novel. The filming was great. Though we're introduced to tragic news in the beginning, the movie starts off as fun and lively and slowly turns emotional and sad, but in a very interesting way, then...how it ends, I will not tell you. You should watch it. Shia Labeouf does a great job in this. This is the first movie that I've heard him saying naughty things in. It's really surprising. Definitely not your typical Hollywood movie, which I love it for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w4YSgXEYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xJNI24J2f6k/s1600-h/The_Air_I_Breathe-Poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w4YSgXEYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/xJNI24J2f6k/s320/The_Air_I_Breathe-Poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173572061877440898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Air I Breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;The concept of the film is based on an ancient Chinese proverb that breaks life down into four emotional cornerstones - Happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; (played by Whitaker), Pleasure (Fraser), Sorrow (Gellar) and Love (Bacon). The proverb speaks of these emotions, not as isolated fragments of feelings, but as elements that make up the whole of the human existence. Each of the four main protagonists is based on one of the four emotions; and like the proverb, their paths are inextricably linked to each other. (Yes, I took this off of wikipedia because it's more interesting than I feel like writing it hehe) Anyway, it's great. Great concept, great filming. You'll definitely feel this movie. I'm not a fan of Sarah Michelle Gellar but she's actually bearable in this movie. In fact, I don't think I've ever seen the actors here as serious in their other movies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, I've been watching movies everyday, ever since the term ended and I handed in my final assignments (a series proposal and a Rent-A-Goalie spec script). School starts again on Wednesday. Yes, Wednesday, meaning school from now on will only be on Wednesdays, Thursdays and Fridays. Yes, you got it, you genius - 3 days of school a week. Ain't it nuts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I gotta go get ready to spend the night at Nathan's. Him and his brother are a riot. It's just joke after joke after joke after joke. I don't know if I'll survive living with those guys. They're just hilarious together. Picture Nathan imitating, teasing, and making fun of his chubby and comically ridiculous (notice I didn't say "ridiculously comical" XD) year-older brother every 5 minutes. And I'm just there in hysterics. It's crazy. I laugh so much that it gets tiring. I have to film them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace!&lt;br /&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/29729531-7630026081318460868?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7630026081318460868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7630026081318460868' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7630026081318460868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7630026081318460868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-movies.html' title='Good Movies'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R8w14SgXEUI/AAAAAAAAAcc/jlZuAU4eqBU/s72-c/king+of+california.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5382913283829096975</id><published>2008-02-29T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T00:52:20.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irving Fields</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gxkuYeERt1c"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gxkuYeERt1c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy's like 1000 years old! Haha just kidding. He's 92 years old and &lt;span&gt;apparently he's been writing hit songs since the 1920s and recorded over 90 albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know this song will get stuck in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gee. He's funny XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5382913283829096975?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5382913283829096975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5382913283829096975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5382913283829096975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5382913283829096975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/irving-fields.html' title='Irving Fields'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7986641568404482432</id><published>2008-02-18T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T13:55:41.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Addicted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R7kdETyRvHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/i2sT4Q_dZcQ/s1600-h/heroes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R7kdETyRvHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/i2sT4Q_dZcQ/s320/heroes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168194007252188274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to Heroes. Been watching episodes online for almost a week now. Still in the 1st season because some of the videos wont work so I have to look on other sites...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's fudido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week I'm going to stay over at Nathan's. Just to see if I wanna move in with him or not. So I'll be there starting Monday probably...or Tuesday. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna talk about school. School sucks even though this is the last week of the 3rd term...then there's no school for about 10 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7986641568404482432?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7986641568404482432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7986641568404482432' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7986641568404482432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7986641568404482432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/addicted.html' title='Addicted'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R7kdETyRvHI/AAAAAAAAAcU/i2sT4Q_dZcQ/s72-c/heroes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3933054804570384955</id><published>2008-02-08T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T16:22:34.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Kind Rewind Screening</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6wKho1NrjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/NThAIVzY1Ag/s1600-h/bekindrewind.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6wKho1NrjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/NThAIVzY1Ag/s400/bekindrewind.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164514445699690034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched a free screening of Be Kind Rewind at the Cumberland theater about 8 hours ago (7pm). There were quite a lot of people, but it wasn't a full house. I was with a bunch of people from school, and we had a full row to ourselves, which was cool. It was an awesome movie. I saw the preview a few months ago and it didn't seem like much, but I wanted to watch it because Michel Gondry directed it. So I went in and it turned out to be pretty hilarious with lots of great shots. Jack Black and Mos Def were great together, and the story was interesting. Everyone should go out and watch it. It's silly and cute. The movie comes out on the 22nd of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6wKxY1NrkI/AAAAAAAAAcM/X2_xPVCH6V8/s1600-h/gondry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6wKxY1NrkI/AAAAAAAAAcM/X2_xPVCH6V8/s200/gondry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164514716282629698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;At the end of the screening, Michel Gondry, the writer/director of the movie (he also directed  Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind and a bunch of other stuff, like music videos and commercials) was there to answer any questions anyone had. At first, people weren't raising their hands. I was thinking, "Come on, someone ask something! The guy's right there!" And only a few people seemed compelled to ask questions...including me. In fact, I got to ask him 2 questions! Which was cool, so now I can say that I got to talk to one of my favorite directors!&lt;br /&gt;It was an awesome night. I think I was the only guy from school that actually knew the guy and his work. Actually, it's thanks to Mich that I ever found myself watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, which ended up being one of my top 3 favorite movies.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! Great night, great movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you should watch this Paul McCartney music video for his song, "Dance Tonight", that Michel Gondry recently directed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xTNXrkBSp_o&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xTNXrkBSp_o&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3933054804570384955?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3933054804570384955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3933054804570384955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3933054804570384955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3933054804570384955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/be-kind-rewind-screening.html' title='Be Kind Rewind Screening'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6wKho1NrjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/NThAIVzY1Ag/s72-c/bekindrewind.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5513305319100427086</id><published>2008-02-04T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-05T05:37:07.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Favorite Albums</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;YES, IT IS MY 21ST BIRTHDAY! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In no particular order, here are the albums that made the biggest impression on me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6T2Co1NrMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qFHOy_0SIQg/s1600-h/follow+the+leader.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6T2Co1NrMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qFHOy_0SIQg/s320/follow+the+leader.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162521598054214850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korn - Follow The Leader&lt;br /&gt;(1998)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album is great. This was the reason why Korn was my favorite band for a long long time. It has about 12 tracks that are just silent for a minute, until the 13th track comes on, titled "It's On". Crazy. I'd have to say this one hit me the most. It was the first Korn album I heard, with the song "Freak On A Leash" which was just amazing. I think it was back in 2001. My friend Alex introduced me to this album, during a family trip to the beach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6T2JI1NrNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/qIIZaCbqAG8/s1600-h/issues.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6T2JI1NrNI/AAAAAAAAAZU/qIIZaCbqAG8/s320/issues.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162521709723364562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Korn - Issues&lt;br /&gt;(1999)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this on the way back from a school field trip, in South Africa. I listened to it the whole way through until we reached Maputo. It blew my mind. I think that this was the most really worked-out Korn album. And probably the last real studio effort they put out. Everything after this, was just...not too impressive. Untouchables was okay though. I used to go to sleep listening to this album, because the last few tracks were really deep and dark with all the ambient sounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQOI1NrOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ew8UeM4oRDg/s1600-h/black+album.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQOI1NrOI/AAAAAAAAAZc/ew8UeM4oRDg/s320/black+album.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162550382925032674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Metallica - Black Album&lt;br /&gt;(1991)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first metal album I ever really paid attention to. The guitars and the drumming and the vocals were amazing. I got it for my 13th birthday from this dude named Giovanni, and I never stopped listening to it for over a year. I had just started teaching myself how to play the drums and I always air (and finger) drummed to the songs in the car and in my room - and I knew every single part to almost all the songs! This album is probably the reason why I'm a metalhead today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQbI1NrPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/TuvciKFMYzs/s1600-h/yours+to+keep.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQbI1NrPI/AAAAAAAAAZk/TuvciKFMYzs/s320/yours+to+keep.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162550606263332082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Albert Hammond, Jr. - Yours To Keep&lt;br /&gt;(2006)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in a record store when I heard one of the songs from this album, and I had to find out who it was. I liked the vibe I got from it, and I ended up buying it right there. Every song on this album makes me really happy and young. This is a great listen all the way through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQ041NrSI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/IdfZ3Tzxwx8/s1600-h/enter+the+wu-tang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQ041NrSI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/IdfZ3Tzxwx8/s320/enter+the+wu-tang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162551048644963618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Wu-Tang Clan - Enter the Wu-Tang 36 Chambers&lt;br /&gt;(1993)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Real lyrical kings. I started getting into them in around 2004 I think. This is a straight, gritty and grimy underground hip hop album. The first of its kind. It's so hardcore and raw that it makes you want to get up and rap your guts out. Wu-Tang is and always will be amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6URd41NrTI/AAAAAAAAAaE/sDaThVu2ygs/s1600-h/the+battles+of+los+angeles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6URd41NrTI/AAAAAAAAAaE/sDaThVu2ygs/s320/the+battles+of+los+angeles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162551753019600178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Rage Against The Machine - The Battle of Los Angeles&lt;br /&gt;(1999)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one of the first metal albums I really got into. I remember memorizing every drum part to the songs and playing this album to and from school, in the car. And memorizing some of the lyrics too. My favorite was probably the song "Maria". I remember me and my friends even performed on of the songs at our 8th grade graduation ceremony. There's never been a hip hop, funk, metal band like Rage. Not even Limp Bizkit could top them. These guys are living legends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQm41NrQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/baSmqolz_4c/s1600-h/white+pony.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQm41NrQI/AAAAAAAAAZs/baSmqolz_4c/s320/white+pony.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162550808126795010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deftones - White Pony&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2000)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album was just so amazing. It's probably the most well-respected Deftones album. With an opening like "Back To School" that ended up being one of my favorite songs ever along with "Change (In the House of Flies)". The music videos were great too. I loved it so much that Mich even got me the guitar book for it, so I could learn the songs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQso1NrRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/o_INzM2oAUM/s1600-h/deftones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6UQso1NrRI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/o_INzM2oAUM/s320/deftones.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162550906911042834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Deftones - Deftones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;(2003)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This album I listened to so much during a vacation in the Philippines, in 2004. It was probably THE album that really got me hooked on the band. It was so heavy, but melodic and beautiful. I don't know why this was the most unsuccessful album of the band because I thought that every single song on here was just great. In fact, this is actually my favorite Deftones album. I found it mesmerizing how the vibe actually relaxed me, despite its heaviness. The way Chino sings can really touch you, even through all the heaviness which sends a tingle down my spine. Listen to a song like "Minerva" or "Battle-Axe" so you know what I'm talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6Z7to1NrUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/2j_RjbjNfuw/s1600-h/make+yourself.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6Z7to1NrUI/AAAAAAAAAaM/2j_RjbjNfuw/s320/make+yourself.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162950046811794754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Incubus - Make Yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(1999)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING. Every single song on here is a hit. I remember being in my band, Mikaya, and playing acoustic Incubus covers at shows or small parties because it's just so great. "The Warmth" is probably the best track on here in my opinion. And the video to "Drive" (the first song I ever heard from Incubus) is one of my favorite music videos, as it pays tribute to M.C. Escher's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Drawing Hands&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6Z_eY1NrVI/AAAAAAAAAaU/xkJaIBMTgx4/s1600-h/morning+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6Z_eY1NrVI/AAAAAAAAAaU/xkJaIBMTgx4/s320/morning+view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162954182865300818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Incubus - Morning View&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(2001)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great Incubus album. I can't stop listening to this album lately. The DVD is awesome too, where you take a look at their recording sessions and jams, and daily loco-nessness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6Z_x41NrWI/AAAAAAAAAac/NM1vgFeX0Ew/s1600-h/ashes+of+the+wake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6Z_x41NrWI/AAAAAAAAAac/NM1vgFeX0Ew/s320/ashes+of+the+wake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162954517872749922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lamb Of God - Ashes Of The Wake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;(2004)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Lamb Of God album I ever heard and immediately loved them for. It's so heavy and crazy...I don't even know how to describe it. They're definitely not your average metal band. You can tell that these guys really put their souls into every song. Every technical detail stands out. I don't even know how they can memorize all the songs. These guys are so damn tight they don't even repeat things they've already done before. They're definitely metal gods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aAb41NrXI/AAAAAAAAAak/MuU6mt_1H7I/s1600-h/black+star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aAb41NrXI/AAAAAAAAAak/MuU6mt_1H7I/s320/black+star.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162955239427255666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Black Star - Mos Def &amp;amp; Talib Kweli are Black Star&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1998)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely an amazing hip hop album that got me through the beginning of my first winter in Toronto. Pure underground and real hip hop. I love this. It's a good album to chill to. "Respiration" is a favorite on this one, featuring Common. It starts off with an audio sample from the graffiti documentary, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Style Wars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt; (one of my favorite documentaries) from 1983. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aAjo1NrYI/AAAAAAAAAas/V_fVcju8okI/s1600-h/full+clip+decade+of+gang+starr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aAjo1NrYI/AAAAAAAAAas/V_fVcju8okI/s320/full+clip+decade+of+gang+starr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162955372571241858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gang Starr - Full Clip: A Decade Of Gang Starr&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(1999)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I started listening to Gang Starr when my friend Hermano introduced me to them, and I used to just listen to the beats, which were done by DJ Premier. And it really struck a chord in me. If it weren't for Gang Starr, I wouldn't be as great a producer as I am today, and Hermano's criticism of my beats proved that to me. Songs like "Full Clip" or "You Know My Steez" are songs I recommend to people that want to get a taste of real hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aAtY1NrZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jkGzsaW11AA/s1600-h/fear+of+a+blank+planet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aAtY1NrZI/AAAAAAAAAa0/jkGzsaW11AA/s320/fear+of+a+blank+planet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162955540074966418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Porcupine Tree - Fear Of A Blank Planet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;(2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DUDE. Tim introduced me to these guys last year. He showed me the music video to "Fear Of A Blank Planet" and it's actually one of my favorite music videos. The album only has a few songs, but they're all great. I think this album marked the beginning of last year's spring for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aByY1NraI/AAAAAAAAAa8/cSjIv2YZFdc/s1600-h/californication.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aByY1NraI/AAAAAAAAAa8/cSjIv2YZFdc/s320/californication.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162956725485940130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Red Hot Chili Peppers - Californication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;(1999)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Arguably the most commercially successful RHCP album. The songs on here are just unforgettable. This reminds me of 6th and 7th grade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aB5o1NrbI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Yb1L3pq3slQ/s1600-h/toxicity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aB5o1NrbI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Yb1L3pq3slQ/s320/toxicity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162956850039991730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;System Of A Down - Toxicity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;(2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I used to listen to this album over and over again. It was at the beginning of 9th grade, and it was amazing. I remember my band even played System Of A Down covers when we first started off, because we were such big fans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCE41NrcI/AAAAAAAAAbM/bS9d5unmsM0/s1600-h/satellite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCE41NrcI/AAAAAAAAAbM/bS9d5unmsM0/s320/satellite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162957043313520066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.O.D. - Satellite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(2001)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;These guys really made a big impression on me. I actually had a CD that this dude left at my house, so I was bumping this for a long time. I even kept the CD, which I think went to my brother. I remember going on family trips to Nelspruit or Bilene, and I'd be listening to this over and over. This was one of my life soundtracks for when I was 15, along with System Of A Down and a lot of Korn and I guess some of the great primitive Linkin Park.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCLo1NrdI/AAAAAAAAAbU/jvE1F4Qegc8/s1600-h/coral+fang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCLo1NrdI/AAAAAAAAAbU/jvE1F4Qegc8/s320/coral+fang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162957159277637074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The Distillers - Coral Fang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;(2003)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I've only ever had a small dose of punk records, but Tim introduced me to these guys and they blew my mind. It was really upbeat, and we both agreed that it was a summer record that made you really happy and wanting to go out and have fun, not caring about anything. This was the soundtrack to my summer last year, hanging out with Tim at the park. I have to share this with people who don't know - the Distillers' singer/guitarist is a female with a kickass voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCUI1NreI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VOj-ayBbiCg/s1600-h/temples+of+boom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCUI1NreI/AAAAAAAAAbc/VOj-ayBbiCg/s320/temples+of+boom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162957305306525154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Cypress Hill - III: Temples Of Boom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;(1995)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I heard this in 12th grade, lent to me by Hermano. It's strictly underground and such a stoner album - so slow with a dark, spooky vibe. Cypress Hill is care-free here, and I loved how unpredictable it was. It's nothing like their latest stuff. I actually used a few songs from this album on maybe one or two of my film projects in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCZo1NrfI/AAAAAAAAAbk/xiCiPdhM3bM/s1600-h/this+type+of+thinking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCZo1NrfI/AAAAAAAAAbk/xiCiPdhM3bM/s320/this+type+of+thinking.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162957399795805682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chevelle - This Type Of Thinking (Could Do Us In)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(2004)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;When I heard and watched the video for the song "Vitamin R (Leading Us Along)", I knew I wanted more Chevelle. This album is always great to listen to. This actually marked the end of high school for me. After I graduated, I was always at home, listening to music and chatting, watching Lost, Prison Break and a handful of movies. This album reminds me of those days, all the way until I met Mich!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCfI1NrgI/AAAAAAAAAbs/K6f4ZSKjLq4/s1600-h/across+the+universe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6aCfI1NrgI/AAAAAAAAAbs/K6f4ZSKjLq4/s320/across+the+universe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162957494285086210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Across The Universe - Original Soundtrack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;(2007)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;We all know that the movie is a musical of Beatles songs. Now who wouldn't love this album? The movie was good because of the music, wasn't it? This album is special to me because I listened to it with Mich during the whole time I visited her in Thanksgiving. To make it even cheesier, we watched the movie together. All you need is love while my guitar gently weeps and it won't be long until we come together across the universe and let it be through strawberry fields forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5513305319100427086?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5513305319100427086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5513305319100427086' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5513305319100427086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5513305319100427086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/21-favorite-albums.html' title='21 Favorite Albums'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R6T2Co1NrMI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qFHOy_0SIQg/s72-c/follow+the+leader.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4451537824227270844</id><published>2008-02-03T03:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T03:46:44.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>x_X</title><content type='html'>So I woke up this morning to the news that someone is taking over our apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our superintendent is useless. We only knew about this because the new guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I need a new place. Preferably shared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to move out by March.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.  I just talked to Nathan on the phone and he said I can move in with him and his brother. So then rent will be cheaper for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4451537824227270844?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4451537824227270844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4451537824227270844' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4451537824227270844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4451537824227270844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/02/xx.html' title='x_X'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3324922499001742016</id><published>2008-02-01T07:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T08:06:28.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vent Vent Vent</title><content type='html'>Damn I hate the new guy. So immature and the most &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;irresponsible &lt;/span&gt;fellow I have ever met. I just want to sock him so bad.&lt;br /&gt;He's shooting in our living room right now with some of his classmates and his girlfriend, and he plugged out the wireless router, disconnecting the internet (just so he could plug in a light) when his friend had warned him it might be a problem. Idiot. I had to go out there and check it out. And there was a free socket just by the door and I told him he could plug it in there, but apparently, "it would be in the scene"!!! As if he's shooting the floor as well! And so what?? Are people going to notice a plug in the socket as a mistake in the shot or something? What a retard. His friend was cool though, apologizing.&lt;br /&gt;And this serious-looking girl was like, "Whoa. Where'd &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;come from?" and I look at her like "what?" WOMAN, I LIVE HERE.  YOU ARE IN MY HOUSE. RECOGNIZE!!! If I could ask her anything, I'd ask her why she always looks like she's got a problem with every single person in the world and is about to go homicidal.&lt;br /&gt;I'm blasting Lamb Of God through my killer speakers. Take that, you cornholios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note...I'm turning 21 in 3.5 days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3324922499001742016?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3324922499001742016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3324922499001742016' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3324922499001742016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3324922499001742016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/vent-vent-vent.html' title='Vent Vent Vent'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-733422947623750769</id><published>2008-01-22T05:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T06:54:29.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos from Riverdale</title><content type='html'>Here are some of the photos I took during Steph's birthday at Riverdale Farm (some featured in my deviantArt):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UVzMMYHiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/knHU3i954kc/s1600-h/DSC07969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UVzMMYHiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/knHU3i954kc/s400/DSC07969.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158052917413420578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Baa baa White Sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UWTMMYHjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WmmIke42Kss/s1600-h/DSC07979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UWTMMYHjI/AAAAAAAAAX8/WmmIke42Kss/s400/DSC07979.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158053467169234482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Closure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UUp8MYHgI/AAAAAAAAAXk/b8NJ9MTleWI/s1600-h/DSC07985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UUp8MYHgI/AAAAAAAAAXk/b8NJ9MTleWI/s400/DSC07985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158051658988002818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thisaway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UVKsMYHhI/AAAAAAAAAXs/YOOnOxS3pzs/s1600-h/DSC07988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UVKsMYHhI/AAAAAAAAAXs/YOOnOxS3pzs/s400/DSC07988.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158052221628718610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Through There&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UXOsMYHkI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NKPgKr9iBh4/s1600-h/DSC07993b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UXOsMYHkI/AAAAAAAAAYE/NKPgKr9iBh4/s400/DSC07993b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158054489371450946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Saturdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UXgsMYHlI/AAAAAAAAAYM/fR8ow4wp-30/s1600-h/DSC07994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UXgsMYHlI/AAAAAAAAAYM/fR8ow4wp-30/s400/DSC07994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158054798609096274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For Dear Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UX3MMYHmI/AAAAAAAAAYU/y4av31OQ9sw/s1600-h/DSC07996.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UX3MMYHmI/AAAAAAAAAYU/y4av31OQ9sw/s400/DSC07996.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158055185156152930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wish You Were Here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UYTsMYHnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/3HeTZLqxa3g/s1600-h/DSC07997.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UYTsMYHnI/AAAAAAAAAYc/3HeTZLqxa3g/s400/DSC07997.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158055674782424690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Lack Of Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UYh8MYHoI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NQCKshgKXC0/s1600-h/DSC08003b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UYh8MYHoI/AAAAAAAAAYk/NQCKshgKXC0/s400/DSC08003b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158055919595560578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Caution&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UZmMMYHpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/wjResKTvLNA/s1600-h/DSC08013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UZmMMYHpI/AAAAAAAAAYs/wjResKTvLNA/s400/DSC08013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158057092121632402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Days Turn Blue To Gray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UaN8MYHqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/c9Xzndq5fD8/s1600-h/DSC08019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UaN8MYHqI/AAAAAAAAAY0/c9Xzndq5fD8/s400/DSC08019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158057775021432482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Through The Glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UahcMYHrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/7NVDuyMk21I/s1600-h/DSC08021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UahcMYHrI/AAAAAAAAAY8/7NVDuyMk21I/s400/DSC08021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158058110028881586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Break The Ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5Ua2sMYHsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lTuYOdbw3pE/s1600-h/DSC08024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5Ua2sMYHsI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lTuYOdbw3pE/s400/DSC08024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158058475101101762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Protected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-733422947623750769?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/733422947623750769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=733422947623750769' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/733422947623750769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/733422947623750769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/photos-from-riverdale.html' title='Photos from Riverdale'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R5UVzMMYHiI/AAAAAAAAAX0/knHU3i954kc/s72-c/DSC07969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4619524569303273125</id><published>2008-01-19T06:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T06:31:17.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gulf War Montage: The Aftermath Destruction/Oil Well Fires</title><content type='html'>This is from a documentary by Werner Herzog that I still have to watch. Only found out about it today. Our teacher was telling us about how amazing it looked so I googled it. Thought I'd post it up because I thought it looks really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bWPGvaXealQ&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bWPGvaXealQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4619524569303273125?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4619524569303273125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4619524569303273125' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4619524569303273125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4619524569303273125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/gulf-war-montage-aftermath.html' title='Gulf War Montage: The Aftermath Destruction/Oil Well Fires'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-4913585908227252802</id><published>2008-01-16T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T12:57:29.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversation with J.J.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R42OAMMYHfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/psWc0nNPVZ4/s1600-h/josh2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R42OAMMYHfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/psWc0nNPVZ4/s400/josh2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155933282333367794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is funny. This is for Tim, Steph and Mich. I seriously thought you guys should see what Josh (J.J.) looks like now. Feel free to just click on this and read the conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you awesome ladies and gentleman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Josh rules.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4913585908227252802?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4913585908227252802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4913585908227252802' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4913585908227252802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4913585908227252802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/conversation-with-jj.html' title='Conversation with J.J.'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R42OAMMYHfI/AAAAAAAAAXc/psWc0nNPVZ4/s72-c/josh2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2387382549821037489</id><published>2008-01-12T05:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T05:21:04.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day?</title><content type='html'>The house is empty. Ed's gone. And...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GOT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE ROOM!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...on the count that I have to pay for internet/cable every month which is about 60 - 80 bucks but Ayden has to pay for hydro, which is 40 bucks every two months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upside? I get my own bathroom (which I just tested), the biggest room in the house with a big closet, and I have control over the internet/cable...meaning I can take away channels that I don't want, resulting in a smaller bill. Haha. But I don't think I'll do that. It depends if we don't get a TV or something. There's no furniture in the house right now apart from in my room and Ayden's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Killa beees! I upgraded my stat in this house. No more sharing bathrooms and feeling yucky caca about it. Yippeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-2387382549821037489?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2387382549821037489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2387382549821037489' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2387382549821037489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2387382549821037489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/house-is-empty.html' title='Sad Day?'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-341423198712184706</id><published>2008-01-11T06:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T08:16:03.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind-Numbing</title><content type='html'>Yes, it's all back to the relentlessly mind-numbing "wake up early and go to school" routine. It's alright though because our teacher for Writing for Television, Mark, is a hyper guy. He's really cool, probably in his early 30s. He started off independent...producing, writing, editing, and directing. He's always joking around and it makes the class really interesting and fun. We have him 2 days in a row (Tuesday and Wednesday). And because he can be real silly and sarcastic sometimes, I have the tendency to write down some of the things he says which I find funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my list so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"HBO changed the world."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If [your homework] is late, I'll have to take you to the principal's office."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can go home and you can sleep, but I'm still gonna be there - in your brains!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No light switch in here? Okay. Steve, smash that one; Robyn, you that one..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"How many people actually have sex as much as the people on Sex and the City?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"Wait...are we gonna do that? (looks through his notes) No. I lied."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"Yeah, [she's] the "main prostitute"."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we have our Scriptwriting II teacher, John, who's about 40 something. We have him every Thursday and Friday. He's dead boring but he never stops talking. Robyn says that "he needs the drug that Mark is on". I completely agreed. Today was our first day with him and he went on about Aristotle the whole first class, which was 2 and a half hours. He kept talking about Aristotle's Poetics. It was more of a philosophy lesson than anything else. But it was all about what Aristotle thought were important elements in writing about tragedies. Some of it was interesting though, but I have to say that I don't always agree with old Aristotle and his philosophy in writing...such as the fact that an antagonist turning into a good happy person at the end of a story is a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the class I just doodled some graff in my notebook, half listening because he mostly talked about common sense in writing and stuff we'd already covered in another class a few months ago. I even found myself sketching him at one point, which is the first time I've sketched anyone like that since last year in production. He's a nice teacher though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, reading the interview with Chino [Deftones] made me happy today. It's on their blog. He said that the music they've been writing for the new album which is due later this year, reminds him of White Pony, which is probably one of my favorite albums of theirs (real ear food). I can't wait to hear that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Books I'm reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R4apFMMYHdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Ou1aRadrPTE/s1600-h/wutang+manual.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R4apFMMYHdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Ou1aRadrPTE/s200/wutang+manual.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153992730209689042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;The Wu-Tang Manual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; by The RZA, who is one of the main founding members of the Wu-Tang Clan and family. He's also their producer, meaning he makes their beats and gives them guidance. In this book, he talks about the thoughts and artistry of the Wu. He talks about how they were formed, their influences, kung-fu, chess, spirituality, slang and he even breaks down some of lyrics. I think it's really interesting. He's writing another book like this. This one's just an introduction, according to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R4arXsMYHeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LY7hryEBaRE/s1600-h/choke.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R4arXsMYHeI/AAAAAAAAAXU/LY7hryEBaRE/s200/choke.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153995247060524514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Choke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; by Chuck Palahniuk. This is written by the guy who wrote &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fight Club&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Stranger Than Fiction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;. I've kind of just started it so I haven't reached the plot just yet. But it's about a sex addict who in order to support his mother, resorts to being a con man by going to restaurants and forcing himself to choke on his food, and have people save him. He keeps a list of those people and writes to them, sending them fake bills which he says he's unable to pay, and pitying him, they all write him back and send him money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I just looked around for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choke &lt;/span&gt;in my room, and I can't find it. Okay, now I just looked in Ed's room and he has it. It's his and he's moving out tomorrow, so he's liberated it back...great. Gonna have to check it out from the library.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda sad that Ed's leaving...he's getting his stuff ready right now. Ayden and I are still fighting for his room. I've offered to pay $30 more and pay for his laundry, but...we'll see who wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Positive&lt;br /&gt;Energy&lt;br /&gt;Always&lt;br /&gt;Corrects&lt;br /&gt;Errors&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-341423198712184706?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/341423198712184706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=341423198712184706' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/341423198712184706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/341423198712184706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2008/01/mind-numbing.html' title='Mind-Numbing'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R4apFMMYHdI/AAAAAAAAAXM/Ou1aRadrPTE/s72-c/wutang+manual.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5781923108867056602</id><published>2007-12-30T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T20:20:48.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Eaton Center</title><content type='html'>So, Stephanie wrote about our Boxing Day adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link: stephaniewiebe.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the Eaton Center when it was crowded..! Every shop had about 100 people in them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3eHHMMYHaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ChsvVIpM_YM/s1600-h/DSC07751.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3eHHMMYHaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ChsvVIpM_YM/s400/DSC07751.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149733256523423138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Yorkdale Mall with the showy lights before it closed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3eH6MMYHbI/AAAAAAAAAW8/-bkBtWN_uF4/s1600-h/DSC07783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3eH6MMYHbI/AAAAAAAAAW8/-bkBtWN_uF4/s400/DSC07783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149734132696751538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5781923108867056602?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5781923108867056602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5781923108867056602' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5781923108867056602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5781923108867056602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/eaton-center.html' title='The Eaton Center'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3eHHMMYHaI/AAAAAAAAAW0/ChsvVIpM_YM/s72-c/DSC07751.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5903140290917126390</id><published>2007-12-29T04:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T06:47:12.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Old Recording</title><content type='html'>This song, we recorded at my house in February 2006. It's got Hermano, Michael, me, and Liam respectively. We were the Imminent Shadows (or Eminent Shadows).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3VmpU9GrvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/LhdE8c4LnMM/s1600-h/hermano+and+kevin.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3VmpU9GrvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/LhdE8c4LnMM/s400/hermano+and+kevin.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149134609153699570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Hermano &amp;amp; me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3Vma09GruI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PPMvk3F-YSw/s1600-h/mike+and+liam2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3Vma09GruI/AAAAAAAAAWk/PPMvk3F-YSw/s400/mike+and+liam2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149134360045596386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Michael &amp;amp; Liam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's an important song to me because it's got my best buds on it and I think it's a great track. It's probably my favorite track that I ever recorded. I remember we wrote to it the day we decided to record it. We all just sat there writing to the beat. Eddy was there too, actually. He's not a writer nor part of our crew though, so he didn't do anything but give moral support. He just sat there, hanging out in the living room with us. I remember Liam almost didn't record his part because he was too shy and my parents just walked into the house. And I think he had to leave for Australia that month, so that was one of the main reasons we wanted to record it all on the spot. I haven't seen him since.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought I'd post it up because I just listened to it again today and found it inspiring just hearing my friends' voices on it. This is a "Jack in the Box" to me. Everytime I give it a listen, it jumps out and gives me this spine-tingling sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3asset.com/swf/mp3/boomboom.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=7043528&amp;amp;path=2007/12/28&amp;amp;mycolor=0xC4975C&amp;amp;mycolor2=0xA8AB7B&amp;amp;mycolor3=0x8CBF99&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=3&amp;amp;vol=100" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="260" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTExOTg4NzM3NDY5NTMmcHQ9MTE5ODg3Mzc*OTY*MCZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intro is a random recording of me, Michael and Liam talking near the computer. You can't really hear Liam though.&lt;br /&gt;And the ending, where Hermano says, "Shout outs to all the MCs in Mars", he is referring to our friend, Ruy, who talks with a terrible lisp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5903140290917126390?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5903140290917126390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5903140290917126390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5903140290917126390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5903140290917126390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/old-recording.html' title='An Old Recording'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R3VmpU9GrvI/AAAAAAAAAWs/LhdE8c4LnMM/s72-c/hermano+and+kevin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7326927699112397470</id><published>2007-12-29T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T00:46:37.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese Restaurant</title><content type='html'>On Thursday night, me and Stephanie went into this Chinese restaurant after walking for about an hour with empty stomachs. We walked into some fast food places that said they didn't have any food! How messed up is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so we walked into this Chinese restaurant and each ordered this meal that had fried rice, noodles, chicken balls, and an egg roll. So we sat there and ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;[The owner of the restaurant walks by, with her little Chinese daughter getting a piggyback.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Aww. I want a piggyback ride. [starts giggling]&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Hahahaha I'm imagining me on her back.&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: Oh no!&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: [bursts out laughing hysterically] It's too funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Stephanie tries to eat but Kevin keeps laughing like a madman]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: [tries to catch his breath] Oh damn. I need to sleep. I've been awake for like 24 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: Try the egg roll.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: This is an egg roll?&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: [takes a bite of the egg roll] Uhh...where's the egg?&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: I don't know. It's only got vegetables!&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Mine too.&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: I don't think it's an egg roll.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: [gasps] They cheated us!!&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: They did.&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Now they have to pay us back! [starts laughing again in-between words] With...a...piggyback...ride...HOME!! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: Oh no..&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: [still giggling] Imagine...they have to...take us home like that...one guy for each of us...so we can ride on their backs...and..they take us...home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7326927699112397470?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7326927699112397470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7326927699112397470' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7326927699112397470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7326927699112397470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/chinese-restaurant.html' title='Chinese Restaurant'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2020654120567238692</id><published>2007-12-25T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T23:34:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Timey</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Yeah.. it's Christmas. it's 4:18AM right now...and I'm...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Home Alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;What am I doing for Christmas? Nothing. Just sit in my room all day watching movies and eating food. Which makes me wonder what movies I'm going to watch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Anyway...I'd call everyone I care about, but...that's too expensive...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Wish I was with people that matter on Christmas...I'm really missing everybody. Especially at times like this. This is my 2nd lonely Christmas in a row, man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Damn. Oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;I love yous and Christmas hugs to these people (even if you don't read this):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mich - wish you were here, lovey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Carla - take care of Mom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Martin - stay on the surface&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mom - I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Dad - you're an awesome nephew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mama Lols - I miss you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Lola Meding - glad you're happy with Dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Aunts &amp;amp; Uncles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tito Ian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tita Sharon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Auntie Gina - I'm waiting for my box of goodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Uncle Ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Uncle Dondi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Uncle Jong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Auntie Cyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Uncle Willy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Auntie Tate &amp;amp; Reggie - have a good wedding!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Cousins I know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Evan&lt;br /&gt;Lichee&lt;br /&gt;Maverick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Merille&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Mark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nick Wilson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Pamela Faye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Matthew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gillian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Ceri - hope you're having fun in Spain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Stephanie - thanks for being a cool bud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Tim - miss you man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Nathan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Andrew G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Michael F - you're an awesome friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Ric88&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Eddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; Arif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Hermano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Gabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Roger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;R.I.P.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Romeo Celiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Alding Celiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;George Regino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Jah bless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-2020654120567238692?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2020654120567238692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2020654120567238692' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2020654120567238692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2020654120567238692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas-timey.html' title='Christmas Timey'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3853393046602817877</id><published>2007-12-22T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T13:01:49.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booyah!</title><content type='html'>Finally got myself some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird now that school's out...it's like I feel so bored. Almost as if school gave me more things to do in my time...when really all I had to do was write scripts. Here's the usual formula:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;classes + homework + own time (fun little random things + movies) = everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now...take away homework. It's weird. I'm starting to think that the realization of having homework to do made me steer away from homework and find much more interesting things to do. I guess fun stuff wouldn't be as fun without the things next to it that are completely unfun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record...I finished my script at 10:30 am today. That was 12 hours of writing! I was so happy to get it done and handed in. I was so delirious and red-eyed after everything. Oh and my teacher told me today that I'm a talented writer.. And then we were discussing what I wanted to get into with film and I told her about the documentary I worked on and the one I want to do. She said I should do it and something about getting funding for it. It was nice because I wasn't the most punctual person in class and I've had homework turned in late... But yes. She was cool and she gave me and the others a lot of tips and insight as to how to be a "writer". WORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I'm home alone now. I have been for two days now. All the way until maybe January 4. That's when Ayden is coming back I think...and probably Ed, who's going to Columbia College in January. So yes, we're going to need a new room mate and I think we've already found one who's going to my school. Ed has a bathroom in his room so I think I'm going to move there when he leaves. Yes, I'm going to move his bathroom.. imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so lonely. I miss everybody...not my roommates, but people that matter and make things better somehow, just being able to talk to them and [be with them].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word. What an awesome holiday this will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought new pants today! That made me happy. They're black and comfortable and sweeet cargo pants! I haven't had pants exactly like this since 7th grade! Not of this fabric anyway. AHH I'm going to wear them everyday for 2 months XD ..like my pants prior to these. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovage!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3853393046602817877?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3853393046602817877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3853393046602817877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3853393046602817877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3853393046602817877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/booyah.html' title='Booyah!'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2318876272584621750</id><published>2007-12-21T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-21T15:00:55.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering Succotash!</title><content type='html'>Yes. Sylvester the cat's famous words. It's been in my head since yesterday for some strange reason..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am currently writing the last act of my whole movie script which is due in about 8 hours. I am not going to sleep until I finish it and hand it in. Tomorrow's the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. I am pushing 11 pages and I need about 20 more. To stay up, I've been drinking coffee that I bought at Coffee Time...and eating 2 beef paddies...and a rice krispie marshmallow square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should know that I want to sleep. I did not sleep last night. I went to school without sleeping and slept when I came home. I slept for about 5 hours until 9:00 and woke up (computer alarm clock is very convenient. It plays MP3s. Very cool. You can wake up to your favorite songs.) just to write my script. I wrote 12 hours straight on Monday and Tuesday just to finish my 2nd act. It was a killer. Our teacher expected us to finish our whole movie script in a month. Caga la. What movie writer does that? Porra. E uma merda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I go back to work now. I slave myself.&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/29729531-2318876272584621750?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2318876272584621750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2318876272584621750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2318876272584621750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2318876272584621750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/suffering-succotash.html' title='Suffering Succotash!'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-994376922857019263</id><published>2007-12-08T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T08:38:19.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anticipating...</title><content type='html'>The new Wu-Tang album coming out on the 11th of December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 DAYS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Think I'll sport my Wu-Tang shirt when I buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R1nkCBU1qWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/q2HeQ6xWlFE/s1600-h/WuTang8Diagrams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R1nkCBU1qWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/q2HeQ6xWlFE/s400/WuTang8Diagrams.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141391172986841442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-994376922857019263?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/994376922857019263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=994376922857019263' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/994376922857019263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/994376922857019263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/anticipating.html' title='Anticipating...'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/R1nkCBU1qWI/AAAAAAAAAWc/q2HeQ6xWlFE/s72-c/WuTang8Diagrams.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-812294365068263379</id><published>2007-12-03T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T08:53:22.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh</title><content type='html'>So...it's been a week since I left Colorado. So sad. I had an awesome awesome, sweet, great, wonderful, fun, lovely, amazing time with Mich. Sucks to leave the things you've gotten so used to and really really love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, she just bought her tickets to come see me in March! On the 12th!! Should be reaaaaaaaaally sweet! It'll be her Spring Break. I can't wait!! Just 100 days left til she gets here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...so I finished the 1st act of my feature. 2nd act is due in two weeks. So much to write...but I can do it. Not putting it off til the last minute anymore. I should be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed last night (refer to this video. Ed actually showed up at the balcony when I thought he was sleeping and he scared me XD so I swore and yeah...you'll see).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7be057f49e868fea" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7be057f49e868fea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331671079%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE57270B52171E11089B788FF511905CA762D8B9.4BD4A2CFBF034A57A00E411FCCADE394B847264%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7be057f49e868fea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2AJW725kCsGXnNX9vAqLL620qiY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7be057f49e868fea%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331671079%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3DE57270B52171E11089B788FF511905CA762D8B9.4BD4A2CFBF034A57A00E411FCCADE394B847264%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7be057f49e868fea%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D2AJW725kCsGXnNX9vAqLL620qiY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the first major snowfall of the season. I think we got about 10 - 15 cm of snow. It's yucky outside. We have the perfect snow in our balcony though. There's quite a bit out there. I'll take a picture tomorrow. It's perfect for snowballs [and enough for making a midget snowman]. We tried it this afternoon. We were making snowballs and  Ayden was aiming for the apartment sign and almost hit it...and then I tried..and I almost hit a guy who was coming out of the building XD I had to stop, though it was too fun.&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/29729531-812294365068263379?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7be057f49e868fea&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/812294365068263379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=812294365068263379' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/812294365068263379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/812294365068263379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/12/ahh.html' title='Ahh'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2363929679963435795</id><published>2007-11-05T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T03:25:56.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Requested</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;On Point lyrics &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indestructible I'm on the mic like Zack&lt;br /&gt;attackin front lines harder than a wolf pack&lt;br /&gt;Time to breathe time to see into ya mind&lt;br /&gt;Intertwined with the words that be defined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By all means, the scene's beneath the surface&lt;br /&gt;Deeper than roots, or else the pen's worthless&lt;br /&gt;No purpose, track my lyrical state&lt;br /&gt;Raidin' the gates, checkmate, it be ya fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No said date like the masta releasin&lt;br /&gt;Killa bee kicks and hits, that be increasin&lt;br /&gt;The reason, to generate and elevate&lt;br /&gt;like Style Wars, on freights, and dig crates&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart rate, increase, building a beast&lt;br /&gt;Lay it all down like a worldwide feast&lt;br /&gt;Seizing and marking the spots for the century&lt;br /&gt;Blocks, lock, dodgin the cops rockin the glocks,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Automatic, shock, static, hold ground&lt;br /&gt;Who be the baddest, the maddest in the underground?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wreckin and checkin, keep six, behind bricks&lt;br /&gt;Heat seeking, fame reaping, with no cliques&lt;br /&gt;Under the sun, and deep within the shadows,&lt;br /&gt;Eminent yet camouflaged, runnin a battle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninja stance, I fire up the mic like Mike,&lt;br /&gt;And freeze 20 speakers that stand on site&lt;br /&gt;Willing to write, I'm in the bleachers at night&lt;br /&gt;at 817, blind ya sight like daylight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-2363929679963435795?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2363929679963435795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2363929679963435795' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2363929679963435795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2363929679963435795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/as-requested.html' title='As Requested'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-1642680232379823618</id><published>2007-11-04T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T07:36:12.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Point</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3asset.com/swf/mp3/boomboom.swf?myid=5735921&amp;amp;path=2007/11/03&amp;amp;mycolor=0xEAECBB&amp;amp;mycolor2=0xC1C8A9&amp;amp;mycolor3=0x61726C&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=3&amp;amp;vol=100" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="260" width="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first solo track recorded in Maputo, Mozambique on September 9, 2007.&lt;br /&gt;This was originally recorded in my room here in T-Dot as a short demo early in the year because I was having problems with the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Took me a while to put it up cause...maybe it's not all that great haha. Sometimes I don't know what I get up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx0PTExOTQxMzU4NTcxMDkmcHQ9MTE5NDEzNTkwNjUwMCZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-1642680232379823618?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/1642680232379823618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=1642680232379823618' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1642680232379823618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/1642680232379823618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/on-point.html' title='On Point'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-6201518648998123375</id><published>2007-11-02T10:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T10:11:40.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ted's Backpack of Mystical Doom</title><content type='html'>this is our project!! it's finally up. enjoy and tell me what you think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the teacher's "workbook" is mine hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/i89fhMNFUIA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/i89fhMNFUIA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-6201518648998123375?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/6201518648998123375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=6201518648998123375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6201518648998123375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/6201518648998123375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/11/ted-s-backpack-of-mystical-doom.html' title='Ted&apos;s Backpack of Mystical Doom'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3733795687685547456</id><published>2007-11-01T04:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T04:09:31.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School News</title><content type='html'>Well...we were watching our final projects for the term today. My group's was shown last. Out of the 6 projects, I really liked 2 (including ours), just because of how creative and artistic it was done. The others were good, humor-wise.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many of the projects will go up on youtube, but I'll post up our project once it's up on there. Hopefully Tony (who directed, produced, and edited the project) puts it up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, people liked my camera work. Good hand-held shots. I got good comments about that, which made me happy. It's just nice to know that someone appreciates what you do, you know? And Tony said that he was very happy with his group. Said we should do more stuff together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3733795687685547456?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3733795687685547456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3733795687685547456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3733795687685547456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3733795687685547456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/school-news.html' title='School News'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-3245702186009656383</id><published>2007-10-20T06:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T07:35:29.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craziest TTC Bus Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/Rxk-i7C9J2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/9WdCxfpxL2w/s1600-h/ttc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/Rxk-i7C9J2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/9WdCxfpxL2w/s400/ttc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123194820797212514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;[This blog post contains mature language]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So it was raining after school today. I ran to the convenience store to get a phone card. I was soaked. The Chinese fella who owns the store was even laughing. He's cool though. He's missing half a finger (which is a face that Tim pointed out to me a few months ago). Then I waited for the 32 bus at the bus stop, since I didn't wanna walk home in the rain. I had student tickets anyway. Lots of kids were on the bus. Mainly high schoolers and some dude with a baby and his chick who had a sore tooth or something (she was holding a cloth to her cheek).&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the Eglinton &amp;amp; Avenue intersection, the bus stopped to pick up more kids, and we all heard the lady shouting at someone, "GET OFF THE BUS! GET OFF THE BUS!". I chuckled. Poor kid, whoever got shouted at.&lt;br /&gt;Then we moved along on a joyful ride. When we got to Eglinton &amp;amp; Chaplin (the stop just before mine), the bus turned RIGHT. Now, usually, you'd expect the bus to keep going straight, so we were all wondering what was going on, and people were complaining. Some of them sounded like they were getting off at my stop too.  So the toothache girl was like, "Stop the bus so people can get off!". But the driver lady wasn't listening. People were freaking out. Most of us even got up thinking she'd stop soon so we can get off, but NADA. She kept going. I was cool though, because...well...because I'm just cool like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then she turned a few roads left. We all heard that she's taking a detour for some reason. Lots of people were yelling for her to stop, and making fun of her. "LET US OFF! OPEN THE DOOR!" Some girls I was sitting with were joking, "We're being kidnapped!" and "We should sing a song. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The wheels on the bus go round and round&lt;/span&gt;..." I found that funny XD Then the guy with a kid was trying to shout at the driver, though she couldn't hear him because we were in the back. "Stop bitch, so we can get off!" Then one of the dudes sitting in the back with us, woke up. He was a tired-looking Asian with a baseball cap. And this one guy was trying to get his attention to tell him that we're taking a detour. I think the sleepy Asian guy was confused. He didn't really say anything. I chuckled XD&lt;br /&gt;Then we turned left on Bathurst Street. Bathurst intersects Eglinton, so we knew we were going west again once we hit Eglinton. Then the driver was complaining, "Please calm down, I can't drive when you're making noise." And right then, people made a lot of noise to irritate her. XD that was funny. When we hit Eglinton, we saw a police car blocking the lane going east.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us got off when the bus stopped right on Eglinton. One of the last things I heard when I got off was, "12-year-olds shouldn't be allowed on the bus anymore." Whoever said that looked 13.&lt;br /&gt;So I got off, and I turned around to look at how many people got off, and I heard this guy saying, "Watch it, stupid nigger." And this black chick was behind me, repulsed. I was like, "What the hell? What was that about?" and she was like, "I have no idea. I can't wait to get home and tell my mother what just happened. First, a crazy bus ride, then this dude. I just KNOW he wasn't talking about me." and I was like, "I know he wasn't talking about ME!" and then this white dude came walking next to us. "You should call and complain to the TTC. You can do that. What happened?" and she told him, " Well, some guy just called ME and my HOMEBOY here, a nigger."&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I think that was the first time I'd ever heard someone being so openly racist to someone. It's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it went something like that. Then we all walked towards our humble abodes. On my way home, a lady standing on the sidewalk told us that a bus driver had fallen asleep on the wheel and had hit a post, about 45 minutes ago. I saw the TTC bus whose front was wrecked, and the lamp post it hit. There were cops and firefighters on the scene, people watching, and others taking pictures. I decided to take a few with my phone. When I walked by, I asked a firefighter if the bus driver really fell asleep on the wheel and he said that they were still trying to figure out what happened. I wondered if that lady was just talking XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that was my crazy day, shared with high schoolers, crazy yelling people, bus drivers and racists.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-3245702186009656383?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/3245702186009656383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=3245702186009656383' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3245702186009656383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/3245702186009656383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/craziest-ttc-bus-ride.html' title='Craziest TTC Bus Ride'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/Rxk-i7C9J2I/AAAAAAAAAWM/9WdCxfpxL2w/s72-c/ttc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-7741664110142536547</id><published>2007-10-17T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T08:50:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beatles + Wu-tang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;While My Guitar Gently Weeps - George Harrison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aKy73uTOhDc&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aKy73uTOhDc&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;The Heart Gently Weeps - Wu-tang Clan ft. John Frusciante, Dhani Harrison &amp;amp; Erykah Badu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OKI8s7NDrhs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OKI8s7NDrhs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;...In a historic collaboration, Dhani Harrison, son of George, through his friendship with the RZA, played guitar on the song and he himself helped secure the REUSE LICENSE. Also appearing on the song are John Frusciante, guitar player for the Red Hot Chili Peppers, and Erykah Badu singing the chorus. It will be the first single and video from the forthcoming album '8 Diagrams' in stores December 4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- www.stereogum.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-7741664110142536547?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/7741664110142536547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=7741664110142536547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7741664110142536547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/7741664110142536547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/beatles-wu-tang.html' title='Beatles + Wu-tang'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-2428618420179025567</id><published>2007-10-12T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T07:48:57.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deftones Have A Blog!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/Rw61qrC9J0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/jpHHQSH3fV4/s1600-h/deftones.03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/Rw61qrC9J0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/jpHHQSH3fV4/s400/deftones.03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120229571081086786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Chi, Frank, Chino, Abe &amp;amp; Stephen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was taking a break from writing/being bored and I thought I'd check up on the 'tones and this is what I found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! The Deftones have a blog. It's called "Deftones In Studio"!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://deftonesinstudio.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://deftonesinstudio.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chi's post is funny XD definitely putting them in my list of links.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(picture updated 7:48pm)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-2428618420179025567?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/2428618420179025567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=2428618420179025567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2428618420179025567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/2428618420179025567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/deftones-have-blog.html' title='Deftones Have A Blog!'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/Rw61qrC9J0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/jpHHQSH3fV4/s72-c/deftones.03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-937077499403789927</id><published>2007-10-09T09:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T12:29:03.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words and Stuff</title><content type='html'>So today, Stephanie and I went to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Into The Wild&lt;/span&gt;. First we went and got food at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Subway&lt;/span&gt;, then we went to the theater, smuggling all the food and drinks, and Stephanie grabbed an Into The Wild poster.&lt;br /&gt;It was a good movie. I liked the story (based on a true story). It was pretty captivating. There were funny parts too which was good. And Emile Hirsch was naked in one shot. *nudge nudge, Steph* then at the end I got teary. Because it's so sad... ='( but then I started chuckling because I saw a woman in front of me wiping her eyes solemnly. And my chuckling made Stephanie laugh. I really didn't mean to ruin that moment XD but I quickly went back to being teary again because I am considerate and I have feelings and it was sad.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then on our way out of the theater, I grabbed a poster too. While we were walking, we were bummed out that we didn't bring our cameras because we passed by these interesting-looking places (not to mention 'weird people') and we felt the urge to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;Stephanie: Look at that! You should've brought your camera!&lt;br /&gt;Kevin: Yeah! I should've brought it! Why didn't I bring it? AHH! You should have brought yours too! And it's smaller.&lt;br /&gt;Stephanie: I know..! But I forgot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, probably because we're crazy artistic film students who like cameras and we like documenting things. We are so cool. We really are. So then we caught the subway to Yonge and Eglinton and Stephanie had to buy "rope and eyeliner". Yes. Hmm. But then we only found eyeliner. And in the shop I was smelling these ADIDAS perfumes (one was for women, I didn't know until I saw it was pink and said 'Women'). They smelled pretty good. I can still smell a bit of it on the back of my hand. I smell sexy.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went outside and it was pretty hot. And ever since we got out of the movie, we kept having these moments where we'd say, "Let's go to Alaska..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Kevin: Where should we go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Stephanie: We should go to Alaska.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope, we decided to go to Eglinton Park. On the way there, a yellow ladybug landed on Stephanie's shoulder and she freaked out. I thought that was funny. Yes, I laughed. I laughed a lot. XD&lt;br /&gt;But then we thought of getting food but we didn't get food because we carried no cash and just walked around this one block where there were lots and lots and lots of fallen leaves. (Yes, I realize that was a run-on sentence XD) The leaves were crunchy so it was fun to walk in them. We felt like raking peoples' yards, and thought it would make good money haha. And piling up the leaves would make it fun to jump in them.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the houses we passed by had pumpkins outside their porch too. And we saw a greyish/brown squirrel which was crazy because almost all the squirrels here are black. Being a squirrel must be cool. Imagine all the crazy photos you can take if you were a squirrel. You can like, go really high up in a tree and take pictures of humans who are way down below! And you can take pictures of your squirrel friends too. Like expressive portraits! Be really up close to them - something humans can't do otherwise!&lt;br /&gt;Then we stopped being squirrels, and finally arrived at Eglinton Park, where we saw this underground forest. Yes, an underground forest. It's a mystery. It's about 20 feet below the ground.&lt;br /&gt;Yup, then we went and crossed the children's playground to the field where these guys were playing soccer. We sat on a lunch table and thought we'd supported the 'yellow team' because they had more black people. We like black people. But the teams really sucked. And we couldn't figure out what language the black guys were speaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stephanie: What language is that? Zimbabwean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kevin: I don't know. *tries to make it out* ...Is it French?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stephanie: HAHA no!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kevin: For real? I don't know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Stephanie: Come on..! You should know these things!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kevin: HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we just sat there and talked about random things (like Into The Wild and places we've been to) and made fun of the soccer players. And at one point, Stephanie pulled out her rolled up poster of Into The Wild, out of her bag and it was smushed. It was alright though. And we had a discussion about who was better: Kanye West or 50 Cent, and who sold the most records. Bye-bye 50.  But we liked 50 because of his song with Justin Timberlake, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ayo Technology&lt;/span&gt;. Stephanie had it on her iPod so we listened to it (and it got stuck in my head until now). Then the battery died. I'm not sure if that was a good or bad thing... Oh and we tried to remember Dustin Hoffman's name because he's in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Perfume: The Story of a Murderer&lt;/span&gt;. And Stephanie said I should watch it. We went through movies he's in and the whole alphabet to remember what letter his name started with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephanie: He's in 'Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium'!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kevin: HAHA yeah I know who you're talking about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephanie: And 'Meet the Fockers'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kevin: Yeah! He's so old now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephanie: I know. What other movies is he in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kevin: Ishtar? And...ahh we just watched a movie with him in it in class!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephanie: He's in 'Rain Man'! With Tom Cruise. Tom Cruise and...hmm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kevin: Oh yeah! That's the movie we watched in class. Tom Cruise and...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephanie: OH! Wait, I had it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kevin: HAHA that sucks. Thanks, now this is gonna bother me the rest of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephanie: AHH what's his name??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Kevin: Hmm...I think it starts with an 'S'. Sean? Umm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Stephanie: Cedric?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Kevin: That's a 'C'. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Stephanie: Oh yeah, it is a 'C'... I think it starts with a 'B'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took us a while until Stephanie got it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dustin Hoffman!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had about 45 minutes to spare until Stephanie had to go to work-o. So we walked, choosing a random block, and Stephanie was holding her poster and accidentally bumped it into a pole which made it worse. Then we stopped by RBC bank so Steph could get cash, then we went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tim Horton's&lt;/span&gt; and she bought us both &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Iced Caps&lt;/span&gt; because...I don't know, because she is nice and it was hot out? (Why are you so nice, S-dub? Thanks. I so owe you.) So then we just sat in Tim Horton's and talked because it was cool inside. Outside was hot. Inside was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Stephanie went to work and I went home. Cool day yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I shall face yet another week of school. I have a writeup to do for scriptwriting class and Google Talk just notified me that I got an email confirmation from my teacher to do it on &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Amelie&lt;/span&gt;. Sweet. I think she's an interesting hero/protagonist in the movie so I thought it would make it a fun and somewhat easy essay to work on. Let's see what my teacher said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Hey Kevin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that is fine. Amelie is a very good film. Not a problem at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cool. The assignment's due Friday, so don't forget to wish me luck if you're gonna post a comment.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...it actually reminds me of the essay I did last year on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Man On Fire&lt;/span&gt;, in Film History where I had to...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose one contemporary film and discuss how it has been influenced by the cinematic movements we have studied in class (Silent Cinema, Soviet Montage, German Expressionism, Avant-Garde Impressionism, Film Noir, Italian Neorealism, Film Feminist Theory.). Please discuss the formal system and visual style of the film in detail as it relates to those influences. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically, I saw that essay today as I was going through my drawer of pants, where I've kept my binders from last year. The essay I got a 10/10 on. Yes, an A+. Cuz I'm so good. So smart.. But go ahead and wish me luck anyway. I'm really not that full of myself XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-937077499403789927?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/937077499403789927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=937077499403789927' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/937077499403789927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/937077499403789927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/words-and-stuff.html' title='Words and Stuff'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-5920349901199349585</id><published>2007-10-08T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T04:07:44.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crunchy Leaves</title><content type='html'>This is me at Eglinton Park last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-7d0d2f38fffaa29a" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d0d2f38fffaa29a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331671079%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4126DC08A3FA4E805F37B4078CF608C984D7456C.BCB545BDE64C44709665F9C6C2323D44A6F4ACB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d0d2f38fffaa29a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmjpHsV1jKylVQ0FGd-jdHR-5TUM&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D7d0d2f38fffaa29a%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331671079%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4126DC08A3FA4E805F37B4078CF608C984D7456C.BCB545BDE64C44709665F9C6C2323D44A6F4ACB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D7d0d2f38fffaa29a%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DmjpHsV1jKylVQ0FGd-jdHR-5TUM&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm it's cold out today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-5920349901199349585?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=7d0d2f38fffaa29a&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/5920349901199349585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=5920349901199349585' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5920349901199349585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/5920349901199349585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/crunch-leaves.html' title='Crunchy Leaves'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8157060485941224116</id><published>2007-10-05T08:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T08:50:48.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;-My teacher liked my narrative. He didn't grade it or anything, he just made notes like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;    &lt;u&gt;Pro&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I think you are sexy&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excellent concept with regards to the graffiti!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;that is a very visual act and would be very interesting on film&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I liked that the names of your characters were not conventional&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your addition of the young Victor and the family life made the first page very interesting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your description of the city streets as they walk was very visual&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I could see the locations you were writing about: very good!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;your sentences and format are very well constructed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;PRES2's past seems very interesting&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;consider this as your treatment! Good characters =&gt; held my interest!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;    &lt;u&gt;Things to consider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;how sexy I think I might be&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;wasn't entirely sure which article you were referencing =&gt; the train tracks?   &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;you mentioned that you wish you had more pages to write: next time try to start with your climax and then brainstorm your story afterwards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;your story seems to peak during act two and then finish&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;it would be good to have a proper conclusion so that we know what happens to ASON &amp;amp; PRES2&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;what are PRES2 and ASON's occupations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;could PRES2 be from the 3rd article?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-I feel the breath of boredom on the back of my neck. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;-I was watching Dexter (not Dexter's Lab) on tv-links and it would always pause for a few seconds or more before resuming again...that was irritating. It must've taken me an hour and a half to finish a 53-minute episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-Today I mailed in my application for renewing my student visa. I had to go get my picture taken for it too, which cost me $15. And it cost me $5 to mail it all in. How convenient for a broke ass, hmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;-I wish I could get a job...I envy anyone who's got one. It's not cool depending on your parents all the time. Whoever made the law that says you can only work and get paid if you have a work permit, sucks. Big hairy balls. Tennis balls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-Or if only I was attending a uni where I could work on campus and get paid...iono?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;-I take pop tarts to school for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;-Knocked Up is definitely the best comedy I've seen this year. Get the DVD, the bonus features are &lt;strike&gt;funny&lt;/strike&gt; hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;-I REALLY REALLY CAN'T WAIT UNTIL NOVEMBER!! AHHHHH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-8157060485941224116?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/8157060485941224116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=8157060485941224116' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8157060485941224116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/8157060485941224116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/10/mailed-app.html' title='Random Stuff'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29729531.post-8770302836880373393</id><published>2007-10-02T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T11:00:56.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harbourfront</title><content type='html'>So I know I don't ever post anymore. I'm just so lazy. So here's a big post to make up for it. Please don't think any less of me anymore XD&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on Saturday, Stephanie and I hung out. We first had lunch at BK then went to Nathan Phillips Square to see if there was anything going on there. We both brought our cameras with us. And since mine is a little bit bigger than her's (she got a new one) she wuz like "I'm so jealous!" XD so silly. And while we were there, we saw some "creepy-looking people" and since Stephanie and her friend are having some kind of competition for taking pictures of weird people (yes they are pros at spotting them), she told me I should too. Yeah! She literally twisted my arm and forced me to take pictures of weird people! Okay, not really. But I concurred XP but I only took pics of this one guy.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to Harbourfront. Here are a few pics and videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a03a3119ae847627" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116512813757310530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Yes, the creepy guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwF_ibC9JiI/AAAAAAAAATw/3Y8i0GvUijc/s1600-h/DSC05081b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwF_ibC9JiI/AAAAAAAAATw/3Y8i0GvUijc/s400/DSC05081b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116510881022027298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Like sitting ducks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGCM7C9JlI/AAAAAAAAAUI/UJhSA_4u4AQ/s1600-h/DSC05085b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: 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href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGCv7C9JnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-3wHJ5IMjic/s1600-h/DSC05115b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGCv7C9JnI/AAAAAAAAAUY/-3wHJ5IMjic/s400/DSC05115b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116514411485144690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The Kajama Schooner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGDA7C9JoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/o5D60lCC9hI/s1600-h/DSC05129b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGDA7C9JoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/o5D60lCC9hI/s400/DSC05129b.jpg" alt="" 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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116515107269846674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Stephanie, what was in your hand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGDw7C9JqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/79Yuh7TOwbc/s1600-h/DSC05155b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGDw7C9JqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/79Yuh7TOwbc/s400/DSC05155b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116515528176641698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Umbrellas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGGKrC9JtI/AAAAAAAAAVI/bwssBr8Pcf4/s1600-h/DSC05152b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; 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href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGFNrC9JsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/6LPVrG-M1LI/s1600-h/DSC05162b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwGFNrC9JsI/AAAAAAAAAVA/6LPVrG-M1LI/s400/DSC05162b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116517121609508546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Checking where we've been and how big the Waterfront Trail is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwLQbrC9JvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/HeWvlm85QhM/s1600-h/DSC05178b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwLQbrC9JvI/AAAAAAAAAVU/HeWvlm85QhM/s400/DSC05178b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116881300476471026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;A birdhouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwLQ0LC9JwI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gAGO6Dphg2w/s1600-h/DSC05183b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwLQ0LC9JwI/AAAAAAAAAVc/gAGO6Dphg2w/s400/DSC05183b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116881721383266050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/RwLRELC9JxI/AAAAAAAAAVk/12dhHFTEaL8/s1600-h/DSC05196b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" 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Maputo</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;div.fetish object, div.fetish embed {width:300px;height:185px;visibility:visible;z-index:5;}div.fetish div.fetishButton {display:block;position:relative;top:-35px;z-index:6;text-align:center;}div.fetish div.fetishButton img {border-style:none;border-width:0px;}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="fetish"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3asset.com/swf/mp3/mff-mixtape.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=4641864&amp;amp;path=2007/09/15&amp;amp;mycolor=0x00A0B0&amp;amp;mycolor2=0x6A4A3C&amp;amp;mycolor3=0xCC333F&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=3" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="185" width="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;My hip hop joints with my  affiliates in Maputo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracklist:&lt;br /&gt;1. Live 4 Hip Hop ft 7 Cruzes - Powerful Darts&lt;br /&gt;2. Machines ft 7 Cruzes - Powerful Darts&lt;br /&gt;3. Hand-full-Enemy - Powerful Darts&lt;br /&gt;4. Fame Seeking Shame - Powerful Darts&lt;br /&gt;5. Resurrection - Sector 10&lt;br /&gt;6. Cheats Never Prosper ft Gorro &amp;amp; Fig della Virgem - Spaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Powerful Darts = Falhas, Maznotic, Spaz&lt;br /&gt;Sector 10 = Deft Specter, Spaz, Proof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Track 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &amp;amp; 2 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;produced by Falhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Track 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; produced by Maznotic &amp;amp; Falhas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Track 4 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; produced by Spaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Track 5 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;produced by Deeplo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All tracks recorded in Maputo, July - September 2007.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29729531-4985020679251946422?l=trippyspaz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/feeds/4985020679251946422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29729531&amp;postID=4985020679251946422' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4985020679251946422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29729531/posts/default/4985020679251946422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trippyspaz.blogspot.com/2007/09/blog-post.html' title='Made In Maputo'/><author><name>trippy spaz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11984612160751696978</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_n7Hr42tHxmE/SPe7T1MPHOI/AAAAAAAAA5w/Gkf5tYBEAng/S220/2948111908_9a8a3a3b58.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
