<?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-1225802</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:55:41.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what happened today?</title><subtitle type='html'>my thoughts,
my dreams,
my worries,
my fears...
everything that surrounds me, 
affects me, 
and keeps me going...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-107689162717831290</id><published>2004-02-15T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-02-15T16:37:23.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my gosh! i DO remember my password for this thing!??!?!?!  crazzyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok....&lt;br /&gt;this thing is DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;big&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/joyce6"&gt;&lt;basefont color=deeppink&gt;my xanga&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/big&gt;&lt;/basefont color&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-107689162717831290?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/107689162717831290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/107689162717831290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107689162717831290' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-5439198</id><published>2001-09-02T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-09-02T09:37:06.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this past week has been a tiring one for me.  but i DID get to go to Disneyland on friday.  woo hoo!  it was lotsa fun.  there's a BIG difference between going there with parents and going there with 18 friends.  for some reason though, i got a little bummed towards the end of the whole thing. *shrugs*  i can't figure out why though. =(  anyway, it was good to get outta the usual schedule that ive been on.  yay!  but awwwwwboo..i found out that my cousin got into an accident.  that's pow.  thumbs down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-5439198?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/5439198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/5439198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_09_01_archive.html#5439198' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-5241538</id><published>2001-08-22T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-08-22T16:53:41.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-5241538?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/5241538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/5241538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_08_01_archive.html#5241538' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-5212775</id><published>2001-08-21T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-08-21T08:45:18.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok sooo VEGAS was soooo much fun!  except for one thing that happened on sat night, but we made the most of our time there.  i ended up losing ~$80 and spending a total of ~$180.  but its all good, cause the clubbing was fun and FREE!  woohoo!  ok ok...so on monday 8/13 dollygeorgejonjuanmarkmikenoelphilrex take me to fricken hooters where it stunk sooo bad and the waitresses made me stand on a stool with salt and pepper shakers in each hand and a colda$$ hotdog sticking outta my mouth and DaNCE while they sang happy birthday to me!  that sucked!  i was sooo emburrassed.  and on wednesday anne took me out to lunch and the parents, anne, and i went to dinner and a movie that night.  coolies.  thanks to EVERYONE who remembered!  woohoo! i love.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-5212775?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/5212775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/5212775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_08_01_archive.html#5212775' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-4996927</id><published>2001-08-09T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-08-09T08:02:35.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dang its been almost a WHOLE month since my last biggidyBLOG.  well the wedding went FAB, with a few minor problems.  but thank GOoDness it's over and almost completely done with.  i still have to take care of the ThankYou cards.  GOOOOO JOYCE!   sooo what am i up to now?  in about an hour and a half ill be on my day to LAS VEGAS!!!!  woo hoo!  im actually more excited about going now. ill fill you in later.  bye! i have to finish my last-minute packing. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-4996927?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/4996927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/4996927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_08_01_archive.html#4996927' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-4485436</id><published>2001-07-11T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-07-11T09:48:41.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suga aww honey honey...don't you just LOVE karaoke?!  well...i suggest we start trying the rest of these karaoke places.  there are ones ALOT closer.  so anyways...ive been enjoying this week...i kinda hope that it never has to end..but the reality will hit me soon...and HARD too.  cause this wedding planning ish is NO joke.  got lots of stuff to take care of, phone calls to make, people to see, music to practice, places to go, stuff to keep track of, and things to check up on in order to make this wedding ceremony and reception go right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-4485436?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/4485436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/4485436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_07_01_archive.html#4485436' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-4129822</id><published>2001-06-18T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-06-18T15:10:52.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CONGRATULATIONS LOU, DOLLY, PAULINE, MIKE, JUAN, CECY, MARTA, ANNEMARIE, CINDY, CHAR, MIKE V, JOHN P, JASMIN S, DAPHNE, AILEEN, KAY, VINCE, JILLY, DAYS, MARK N, RACHEL, KAT, JIMMY (again), MEL, MELISSA, LIL JAY, GLENN, JEI, AVA, PENNY, LOVE, HITOMI, LAUREN, and DEBBIE!!!   and thanks to dolly for keeping me company at the graduations!  woo hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-4129822?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/4129822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/4129822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_06_01_archive.html#4129822' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-4002737</id><published>2001-06-10T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-06-10T02:20:07.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHMYGOSH!!! can i just say that i want to marry GARY VALENCIANO!!!  ok ok...let me explain...i just came back from going to his SD concert with cherry and gerard.  and wow!  he is sooo awesome...sooo handsome...so passionate.  with every note that he sang, every dance move (and he can dance alright!), every word that he uttered, every smile...he TOTALLY captured my heart.  cherry and i even got up close to him...i would say he was no more than 10 feet away from us at one point.  too bad we had no camera.  AND he even talked to gerard!  what a dope evening!  *sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-4002737?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/4002737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/4002737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_06_01_archive.html#4002737' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3973397</id><published>2001-06-07T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-06-07T19:00:26.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i forgot to say thanks to loubelledollynoelpaulinejonmarkrexjuanfranny&amp;jason for coming to support destiny's crush at the AV talent show!  yay! hahah. oh and thanks for all coming to the LOG banquet.  pauline, i DID NOT call you a bit¢#!  but it was fun!  oh yeah...if anyone can make it, come and support us again on june15th in beverly hills.  ill know more information about it later!  lovelots!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3973397?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3973397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3973397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_06_01_archive.html#3973397' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3970678</id><published>2001-06-07T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-06-07T15:20:39.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when you look at life and its many challenges as a test, you begin to see each issue you face as an opportunity to grow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3970678?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3970678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3970678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_06_01_archive.html#3970678' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3753416</id><published>2001-05-22T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-05-22T17:28:00.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey!!!  i keep forgetting that i can blog!  duh!!! hahha.  well thanks to all those who came out to support me in the Light of God Spirit Rally AND at the Uniting Voices Spring Concert!!!!  i am sooo thankful to have each of you as friends.  *warm fuzzies* aww shucks!  umm..ill blog more about how life has been for me later.  k...im out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3753416?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3753416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3753416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_05_01_archive.html#3753416' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3515846</id><published>2001-05-06T00:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-05-06T00:31:03.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank you to everyone who went to the Pilipino Culture Night!  woo hoo!  i TOTALLY appreciate the flowers and the card!  thanks!!! *hugs and kisses&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3515846?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3515846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3515846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_05_01_archive.html#3515846' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3448327</id><published>2001-05-01T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-05-01T07:47:15.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dinky thoughts running through my head right now:&lt;br /&gt;-Am I worthy?&lt;br /&gt;-I hope my voice comes back. HELP!&lt;br /&gt;-I miss my friends =(&lt;br /&gt;-Will everything that I've worked soo hard on turn out right?&lt;br /&gt;-Should I let these feelings fade..or is he worth the wait?&lt;br /&gt;-How many more wedding favors should I make?&lt;br /&gt;-School, school, school and more school!!!&lt;br /&gt;-aaaaaahhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3448327?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3448327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3448327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_05_01_archive.html#3448327' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3346646</id><published>2001-04-24T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-24T08:27:52.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>an email i got today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I AM THANKFUL:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE HUSBAND WHO COMPLAINS WHEN HIS DINNER IS NOT ON TIME, BECAUSE HE IS HOME WITH ME, NOT WITH SOMEONE ELSE.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE TEENAGER WHO IS COMPLAINING ABOUT DOING DISHES, BECAUSE THAT MEANS HE IS AT HOME &amp; NOT ON THE STREETS.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE TAXES THAT I PAY, BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I AM EMPLOYED.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE MESS TO CLEAN AFTER A PARTY, BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I HAVE BEEN SURROUNDED BY FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE CLOTHES THAT FIT A LITTLE TOO SNUG, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE ENOUGH TO EAT.&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY SHADOW THAT WATCHES ME WORK, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM OUT IN THE SUNSHINE.&lt;br /&gt;FOR A LAWN THAT NEEDS MOWING, WINDOWS THAT NEED CLEANING, AND GUTTERS THAT NEED FIXING, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE A HOME.&lt;br /&gt;FOR ALL THE COMPLAINING I HEAR ABOUT THE GOVERNMENT, BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT WE HAVE FREEDOM OF SPEECH.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE PARKING SPOT I FIND AT THE FAR END OF THE PARKING LOT, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM CAPABLE OF WALKING AND THAT I HAVE BEEN BLESSED WITH TRANSPORTATION.&lt;br /&gt;FOR MY HUGE HEATING BILL, BECAUSE IT MEANS I AM WARM.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LADY BEHIND ME IN CHURCH THAT SINGS OFF KEY, BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I CAN HEAR.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE PILE OF LAUNDRY AND IRONING, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE CLOTHES TO WEAR.&lt;br /&gt;FOR WEARINESS AND ACHING MUSCLES AT THE END OF THE DAY, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE BEEN CAPABLE OF WORKING HARD.&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE ALARM THAT GOES OFF IN THE EARLY MORNING HOURS, BECAUSE IT MEANS THAT I AM ALIVE.&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY.......FOR TOO MUCH E-MAIL, BECAUSE IT MEANS I HAVE FRIENDS WHO ARE THINKING OF ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3346646?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3346646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3346646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3346646' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3311267</id><published>2001-04-21T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-21T19:44:44.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To all those who helped out with the Orange County Diocese Spirit Rally:  i love each and everyone of you.  you have touched my heart.  =)  GREAT JOB!!!  AWESOME JOB!!!  im so proud of you! thanks so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG thank you to EVERYONE who came out to support Light of God and the Mustard Seeds!  yay!  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3311267?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3311267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3311267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3311267' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3141966</id><published>2001-04-10T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-10T08:11:32.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>geez!  ive got a horrible month and a half ahead of me!  lets see...ive got a performance on the 20th and then a total of three performances next month.  Lordy Lordy!  plus my parents' wedding.  throw in school and work.  *dying*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3141966?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3141966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3141966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3141966' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3103408</id><published>2001-04-07T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-07T08:18:59.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>one more thing...&lt;b&gt;CONGRATULATIONS NOEL!!!&lt;/b&gt;  i am sooo proud of you. i knew everything would work out for you. and to rex...good luck on your 2nd interview.  you'll kick ass!   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3103408?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3103408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3103408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3103408' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3103377</id><published>2001-04-07T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-07T08:15:05.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this past week has been a rough one on my sleeping habits, but i don't regret staying up late each day...nope not one bit!  =)  that's cool that the teamblogger thingy is finally up.  good job mark!  ok...now for a long day in San Diego.  So many errands for this wedding.  Here we go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3103377?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3103377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3103377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3103377' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3076106</id><published>2001-04-05T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T08:14:54.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh and for anyone who reads this...my auditions fricken sucked.  i was sooo nervous.  and i kinda fell onto a wrong note in my last run, but i tried my best to recover.  im suck.  and there's no way that i got any solos.  but oh well.  at least i can't look back and say damn i wished i tried out...cause i did.  =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3076106?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3076106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3076106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3076106' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3076013</id><published>2001-04-05T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-05T08:07:07.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dude...i went to sleep sooo late last night.  it was around 3am when Days and I finally realized just how late it was.  HORRIBLE!  but no matter how tired i am right now...i don't regret it one bit.  It was fun and REALLY cool.  i feel like i know soo much more about her, her childhood, and who she really is.  that's dope.  I have the dopest roomies!  i wish that april were here more, but that's cool.  =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3076013?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3076013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3076013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3076013' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3061404</id><published>2001-04-04T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-04T09:03:22.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey! guess what?!  last night was the first time since june that i've gotten a kiss from the opposite sex and not my dad!!!  ok, so it was only a peck ...and on the cheek...and it was for a bet (well sort of...the guy had to kiss me if shaq..i think it was him..made this one freethrow in last night's game against the jazz).  so what?!  it's still a kiss right?!  hahah. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3061404?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3061404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3061404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3061404' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-3049736</id><published>2001-04-03T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2001-04-03T13:37:04.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so i haven't blogged in awhile.  so what have i been up to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chillin', karaokein', eatin', sleepin', stressin', workin', playin' games, going to school, watching uhm play uci and ucla, window shoppin' (KEYWORD: window)...yep yep.  its been fun, although i wasnt on spring break...it kinda felt like summer all over again.  dolly will know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;significant things that happened to me since last blog:&lt;br /&gt;1) met pauline's man, aaron.  he's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;2) played about four/five april fool's tricks...but now people either think im pregnant or HELLA kinky. hahha.  and for the record...i am neither of those.&lt;br /&gt;3) hung out with jeff.  i miss you dude.  it was dope.  we should hang out more often. and you better sing with me for my parents anniversary. &lt;br /&gt;4) i am sick.  i feel congested.  this sucks&lt;br /&gt;5) sang at interfaith...haven't done that in awhile...miss the people...might go back.&lt;br /&gt;6) went up to the ET on campus...and i used the public restrooms close to ELH and i was sooo scared.  its freaky peeing in an empty women's restroom.  its soo quiet..its too quiet.  yikes...its gives me the creeps just thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-3049736?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3049736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/3049736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_04_01_archive.html#3049736' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2940735</id><published>2001-03-26T09:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-03-26T09:24:20.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ask yourself the question, "Will this matter a year from now?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i didnt end up going to be an unpaid extra for "SPIDERMAN"...oh well...i don't think it'll be &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; important to me years from now anyway.  so ill just go to work and chill with the homies later on tonight.  things will be different without &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/creoreef"&gt;mike&lt;/a&gt; here... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2940735?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2940735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2940735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_03_01_archive.html#2940735' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2791900</id><published>2001-03-15T10:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-03-15T10:34:31.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so last night &lt;a href="http://riceguy.tripod.com/"&gt;a friend&lt;/a&gt; and i go to wild bill's for an InNOut shindig.  it was pretty fun.  noel seemed to be VERY impressed with the entertainment.  haha ;)  thanks for going with me!  yay!  oh and one last comment...noel is one bad mutha!  he's a babe magnet!  you go boy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2791900?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2791900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2791900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_03_01_archive.html#2791900' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2760864</id><published>2001-03-13T10:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-03-13T10:40:36.533-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can i just tell you that i have the BEST parents in the whole galaxy?!  they're sooo sweet.  and they're soo loving.  plus, they got me a DOPE present on saturday!!!  if you're curious just ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joke of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monkey Beer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man walks into a bar, sits down, and orders a beer. Taking a sip, he sets it down, but while he's looking around the bar, a monkey runs along the bar and steals the pint of beer from him. The man asks the bartender who owns the monkey, and the bartender points to the piano player. The man walks over to the piano and says, "Do you know your monkey stole my beer?"&lt;br /&gt;"No," the pianist replies, "but if you hum it, I'll play it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2760864?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2760864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2760864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_03_01_archive.html#2760864' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2674810</id><published>2001-03-07T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-03-07T09:18:54.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THE JOKE OF THE DAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Divorce Court&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman with 14 children, ranging in age from one to fourteen, went to court to sue her husband for divorce on grounds of desertion. "When did he leave you?" the judge asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Thirteen years ago," the tired mother replied.&lt;br /&gt;The judge was confused. "Well, if he left thirteen years ago, where did all these children come from?"&lt;br /&gt;"Well," said the woman, "he kept coming back to say he was sorry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2674810?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2674810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2674810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_03_01_archive.html#2674810' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2662904</id><published>2001-03-06T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-03-06T14:50:32.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey...its been awhile since my last blog blog blog.  hmm...what have i been up to?&lt;br /&gt;practice,  homework, practice, work, studying, practice, choreographing, and practice.  oh but i went to the uci all-nighter...and karaokeing on sunday night. that was cool.  those were my little breaks from life and the stress.  thanks for taking me to get boba last night mike.  &lt;br /&gt;oh and i don't know who reads this...but to my two friends (you know who you are):  i am praying for you.  no matter what happens my ears and arms are open for you.  i am here.  and i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2662904?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2662904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2662904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_03_01_archive.html#2662904' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2556105</id><published>2001-02-27T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-27T10:49:50.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THANKS to mike and dolly for giving me wake up pages!!! yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so last night i went to the Uniting Voices Valentine's Concert, titled "Serenade".  the name and the fact that the girls of UV sang "how deep is love" (the shades version)  gave me a weird feeling...an almost eerie feeling, since the girl group that i &lt;i&gt;used&lt;/i&gt; to be in was called serenade and we sang that song for a couple of our performances.  but nevertheless, i was pleased to find that it was an alright concert.   I was impressed by three individuals, for their talent, good stage presence, and appealing voices.  That, for me, made the whole concert...not to say that the rest wasn't good. but if you know me, you know how bad of a critic i am.  so yeah...STUDYTIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2556105?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2556105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2556105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2556105' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2519581</id><published>2001-02-24T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-24T22:27:53.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ite supposedly NSYNC is gonna on "the Simpons".  what the heck is that?!  i normally dont watch it...but maybe this week ill actually peep it.  i dont know.  go NSYNC!!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2519581?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2519581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2519581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2519581' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2511571</id><published>2001-02-24T09:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-24T09:18:21.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well...i owe pauline BIGTIME!  let's just say i drank more than i should have last night.  sorry pauline.  IOU!  but yeah...i had fun.  big ups to tinz and chris!  it was a great idea having their bday thingys at rockbottom.  but no more drinking for me for awhile.  (awhile=a couple of months...if not, at least a month...if not, at least a week? hahha)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2511571?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2511571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2511571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2511571' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2490070</id><published>2001-02-22T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-22T17:24:04.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GEORGE!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;i miss you dude!  i hope youre taking care up there.   *hug*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2490070?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2490070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2490070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2490070' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2474904</id><published>2001-02-21T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-21T17:39:08.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a friend of mine went to a club last night and all hell broke loose.  one of his friends was murdered right before his eyes.  he too was held at gunpoint, but thank God the gun was out of bullets.  i was shocked that he was even at work today.  to tell you the truth i was speechless.&lt;br /&gt;now im not gonna go off on how fu¢ked up this world is, because we all know this.  but i want you to stop and think about how precious your life is.  take a moment and think about all the good things in your life.  be greatful for all the pain, sorrow, and hardship..for the ability to laugh and to cry, to smile and to frown..this is what makes us human.  be thankful for your family and friends.  be thankful that you can wake up every morning and witness every sunrise and sunset.  because life is short and our time here is precious.  &lt;br /&gt;to my family and my friends, I LOVE YOU!  and i am sooo THANKFUL for your presence in my life.  i hope you know that.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2474904?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2474904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2474904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2474904' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2454835</id><published>2001-02-20T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-20T11:44:53.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JUAN!!!!!  woo hoo!  see you later on tonight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2454835?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2454835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2454835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2454835' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2444506</id><published>2001-02-19T17:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-19T17:50:43.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this weekend was a BLAST!  i got to see some old faces, talk to some friends.  i dont know if anyone reads this anymore..but here:  &lt;b&gt;anne-tot&lt;/b&gt; i miss you girl!  it was good seeing you.  and thanks soooo much for the dopeASS presents.  i'll see you this weekend most likely.  &lt;b&gt;jamie&lt;/b&gt; girl, you got a family!  that's kinda trippy.  &amp; your baby is adorable.  i can't wait to see you all again. we should definitely hang out sometime soon. &lt;b&gt;belenzo&lt;/b&gt; it was good seeing you.  im glad we were able to have that talk.  it means alot. oh and good job with choir.  and good luck...  &lt;b&gt;sean&lt;/b&gt; sorry we didnt hang out.  we NEVER do.  &amp; don't say i don't call...cause i did.  i always do. &lt;b&gt;jeff&lt;/b&gt; where you at?!  MIA! &lt;b&gt;chris n&lt;/b&gt; HAPPY BELATED DUDE!!! i couldnt call! im sooo sorry.  i didnt have your SD number with me.  joyce=dumb. &amp; i couldnt visit cause joyce's car is broken. but i hope you had a good one. &lt;b&gt;lou&lt;/b&gt;  you're hilarious!  it was cool chitchatting with you.  you shoulda told me it was past midnight.  sorry.&lt;i&gt;ite im out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2444506?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2444506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2444506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2444506' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2387633</id><published>2001-02-15T11:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-15T12:09:31.740-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>let it be known that mister noel has some MADgame!  tich me da way of da bincentriolobos. (said with my most FOBulous accent, of course).  oh and thanks to my mommy and to pauline for the candy!  and now for the joke of the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Husband's Checkup&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After her husband's checkup, a woman was called into the doctor's office. The doctor told her, "Your husband has a serious disease. There are several things you'll have to do for him, or he will surely die. Each morning, fix him a healthy breakfast. Be pleasant to him. Make him a nutritious lunch for work, and a especially nice meal for his dinner at night. Don't give him chores, or that will increase his stress. Don't discuss your problems with him either. Try to relax him in the evenings by wearing lingerie and giving him backrubs. Let him watch his favorite sports on TV. And most importantly, make love to him several times a week and satisfy his every whim. If you do these things for the next 10 months to a year, I think he'll pull through."&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, the husband asked his wife what the doctor had told her.&lt;br /&gt;"You're going to die." she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sad, huh?  ok...so i think i just failed my math test.  thumbs down.  that's what i get for not studying.  oh well.  oooh! guess what i found out?  "Leapin' Lizards, [i'm] a CHAMELEON!"  Supposedly, that's my &lt;i&gt;superpower&lt;/i&gt; or something. "Chameleons are masters of disguise and can fit into any social situation or group. Able to change your colors at a moment's notice, you adapt quickly to changing moods, conversations and attitudes. This special power makes you the perfect candidate for a life in espionage, acting or simple social climbing."  TIGHT!!!  "If you want to dive headlong into the role of the chameleon, you'd better stock up on theater make-up, acting books, outfits, fake noses and reversible jackets."  the heck?! hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src "http://www.emode.com/images/tests/superhero/chameleon.jpg" width="213" height="96" border="0&gt; it said if i use my "innate charmeleon skills", i can go far.  "When the host swears that he's met you before, you'll know you're ready for the big time."  hahah.  what kinda bs is that?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2387633?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2387633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2387633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2387633' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2375678</id><published>2001-02-14T15:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-14T15:45:11.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so i hate today.  it blows fat-ass chunks.  i've been complaining all day.  im kinda sick.  but congrats to me for not throwing up today.  i tossed at least once a day for ...let's see...(counting)..three consecutive days now.  so maybe that's a good sign?  let's hope so!  so let me tell you...i was feeling crappy at work today.  and my friend asked me why...so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;joyce "i think im sick...plus i dont have a valentine." *pout*&lt;br /&gt;him "you wanna be mine?"&lt;br /&gt;joyce "hmm...don't you have one already?"  (pause) "you MUST have one!"&lt;br /&gt;him "who?"&lt;br /&gt;joyce (shrug)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then he leaves...and end of conversation.  then about an hour later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;him "so i asked you to be my valentine...and you're denying me?"&lt;br /&gt;joyce "you're just asking me cause you feel bad, huh?" *pout*&lt;br /&gt;him "no"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok before i go on and on and on...to make a long story short...i still don't have a valentine.  i mean i want to be someone's valentine...but not his.  although he's cool and cute and funny.  but *sigh* i'll just keep waiting...*sigh again*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2375678?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2375678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2375678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2375678' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2371091</id><published>2001-02-14T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-14T14:56:15.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the joke of the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Suspicious Mom&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl invited his mother over for dinner. During the meal, his mother eyed his&lt;br /&gt;beautiful roommate, suspicious that there was more than just a &lt;br /&gt;"roommate" situation going on.  Karl saw her staring at Ellen. "I know what &lt;br /&gt;you're thinking, mom, but Ellen and I are just friends."  A week later, Ellen &lt;br /&gt;said, "Karl, ever since your mother came to dinner, I can't find the silver &lt;br /&gt;soup ladle. Surely she wouldn't have taken it, would she?"&lt;br /&gt;"I really don't think so," Karl replied. "I'll write her a letter to ask, though." &lt;br /&gt;He got a sheet of paper, sat down, and wrote, "Dear Mom, I'm not saying &lt;br /&gt;you took our silver soup ladle, and I'm not saying you didn't take it. But our&lt;br /&gt;soup ladle has been missing ever since you came to dinner."  A few days&lt;br /&gt;later, he received a reply from his mother.&lt;br /&gt;"Dear son, I'm not saying that you're sleeping with Ellen, and I'm not &lt;br /&gt;saying that you're not sleeping with Ellen. But if she were sleeping in her &lt;br /&gt;own bed, she would have found the soup ladle by now. Love, Mom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2371091?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2371091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2371091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2371091' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2344449</id><published>2001-02-12T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-12T09:38:30.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's raining it's pouring the old man is snoring....&lt;br /&gt;ok ok...so i've been a little irritable lately, and i guess a little missing-in-action...im sorry if i haven't really been returning phone calls or hanging out or emailing or whatever.  but i've been needing a little time for myself, a breather.  i've been sooo caught up in school, work, practices, and preparing these different events that im almost tiring myself out.  so yeah...im really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;nic: &lt;i&gt;happy birthday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;george:  i'll call you as soon as i get the chance&lt;br /&gt;dolly:  sorry we didn't do anything fun and exciting...but hey, at least we got to hang out!&lt;br /&gt;mike:  i have to ask you something...remind me.  its about that party on friday.&lt;br /&gt;mark, rex:  i miss you too.  i wish we could hang out sometime.  =anne:  i hope you're taking care of yourself.  i miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;jeff:  call me up foo.  maybe we'll go take that dancing class.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2344449?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2344449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2344449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2344449' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2320430</id><published>2001-02-10T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-10T10:05:38.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just took ANOTHER online test.  it said i, along with 13% of the population, scored as "the performer".  this one even gives you a list of careers that might be "attractive" to you.  cool, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.onlinepsych.com/allhealth/tests/ptt/images/esfp.gif" width="540" height="290" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2320430?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2320430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2320430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2320430' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2317364</id><published>2001-02-10T00:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-10T00:06:16.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DOLLY!!!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a BEAUTIFUL, fun-filled day today!!!&lt;br /&gt;go dolly, get busy, its your birthday, shake your booty...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2317364?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2317364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2317364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2317364' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2296720</id><published>2001-02-08T11:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-08T11:33:12.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just took this "who's your type" test on emode.com.  and here's the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Your type is the Goofball&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter is the way to your heart. A guy with a great sense of humor is definitely the one for you! You want a Goofball, someone who can laugh at himself and make you laugh, too. There's no bigger turn-off than a guy who takes himself too seriously. You know that if a guy is silly, he's generally self-confident and secure. Your man is a people magnet and everyone's favorite friend. There's never a dull moment with your jokester nearby. You crave excitement and laughter, and your goofball enhances those things in your life. You probably think life is too short to spend it without a smile. Your goofy guy will ensure that that doesn't happen — his lighthearted and silly ways make everything a little bit brighter. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the most part i think its all true...*sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2296720?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2296720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2296720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2296720' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2291232</id><published>2001-02-08T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-08T00:23:11.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just wanted to say GOOD JOB to mark n, jimboy, rayray, vince, and jonathong!  did you guys win ZOTBOWL or what?!  all y'alls got skills!  &lt;br /&gt;damn the zotbowl was pretty dopeass.  i saw a grip of people i havent seen in the longest...everyone from mike v. to anna gonzales to that guy who shall remain nameless (that one that i was gawking at like the whole fricken time, right guys? hahaha) to adrian c.  damn.  i had fun even if i didnt bowl.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2291232?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2291232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2291232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2291232' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2286905</id><published>2001-02-07T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-08T11:29:57.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"its funny how money the situation&lt;br /&gt;miscommunication lead to complication&lt;br /&gt;my emancipation dont your equation&lt;br /&gt;i was on the humble you on every station&lt;br /&gt;(skip skip)&lt;br /&gt;now now how come yo' talk turn cold&lt;br /&gt;gained the whole world for price of yo' soul...&lt;br /&gt;(skip)&lt;br /&gt;every man wanna act like he's exempt&lt;br /&gt;need to get down on his knees and repent..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today.  i cant go any faster.  im suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2286905?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2286905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2286905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2286905' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2268521</id><published>2001-02-06T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-06T10:39:20.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joyce will wear black with you, noel.  and high five mike.  we're both trying to play CUPID's role during these last couple days or what?  but on valentines day, joyce will mope and be sad.  thumbs down.  oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways...my friend calls last night.  and check it...he tells me that there are auditions to be one of JANET JACKSON's dancers!!!!  so im getting the info.  im sooo down for it.  i dont care if i suck.  i mean i havent danced in the longest...but what the heck?!  you know?  ok so im all excited...and then boom!  turns out it was this morning at 9am and joyce has class ALL DAY LONG!  the whole time i thought it was in the fricken evening.  how sad huh?  ok thats my story.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2268521?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2268521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2268521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2268521' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2230540</id><published>2001-02-03T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-02-03T09:27:55.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn...joyce's head hurts.  and her neck aches too.  this sucks.  no more drinking for me for a long ass time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2230540?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2230540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2230540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_02_01_archive.html#2230540' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-2164419</id><published>2001-01-29T10:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-01-29T10:19:30.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey hey!  im back.  hahah.  but i aint got jack shiz to say.  how sad.  damn i gotta test on wednesday.  and im like two chapters behind on my reading.  aaaaahhhh!  HELP!  &lt;br /&gt;"it's helpful to realize and admit that, often, the fantasy of something different is a lot better than the reality of something defferent."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;APPRECIATE WHAT YOU HAVE NOW AND YOU'LL PROBABLY DISCOVER THAT THE GRASS ISN'T ALWAYS GREENER."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-2164419?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2164419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/2164419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2001_01_01_archive.html#2164419' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1773083</id><published>2000-12-26T09:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-26T09:28:31.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Holidays everyone!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1773083?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1773083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1773083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1773083' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1663133</id><published>2000-12-14T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-14T13:05:36.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey everyone! i know i havent blogged here in like ages!  but its cause i've been blogging over &lt;a href="http://teamblog.tripod.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!  check it out.  bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1663133?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1663133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1663133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1663133' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1558056</id><published>2000-12-04T15:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-04T15:12:41.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, in the midst of having one of the weirdest..i stress &lt;i&gt;weirdest&lt;/i&gt; online conversations ever!  so a friend and i are talking about how he's gonna go to a New Year's rave or sumin...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i&gt;him:	 we gonna drop, rave, and have wild violent orgy style animal buck wild sex &lt;br /&gt; me:	 umm..that's good  &lt;br /&gt; him:	 uhh..haha!  &lt;br /&gt; him:	 jk &lt;br /&gt; me:	 whatever! dont lie to me..you slut! &lt;br /&gt; me:	 haha &lt;br /&gt; him:	 i'm a he-bitch with a man-gina! &lt;br /&gt; him:	 haha LoL &lt;br /&gt; me:	 the heck?! &lt;br /&gt; him:	 yeah,,,i'm a man-whore with a man-gina! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1558056?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1558056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1558056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1558056' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1556802</id><published>2000-12-04T13:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-04T13:31:32.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sean, you are one of the most caring people i know.  i am soooo blessed to have you in my life.  thanks for lifting me up, and for trying so hard with me.  i know i can be stubborn (so can you, by the way! hahha.)...but really...thanks.  i love you man!  miss you!  lets hang out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/creoreef"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; go!  get your date on!  im like soooo excited for you! like ohmygosh! hahha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1556802?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1556802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1556802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1556802' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1550018</id><published>2000-12-03T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-03T21:19:23.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just got home from mass...i went shopping with jimmy today.  thanks for spending the WHOLE day with me!  you bomb!  hahha.  ok...that's all.  no...i forgot something...thanks to brian, jei, lil jay, jimmy, lilianne, and dana for singing meditation with me.  you people are dopeass!!  sorry we started without you dana.  k...im done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1550018?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1550018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1550018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1550018' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1534457</id><published>2000-12-02T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-02T07:45:16.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahah...ok...so im in cutesy-schmutesy-mode?!  im a girl!  geez!  dontcha just love it?! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1534457?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1534457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1534457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1534457' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1534443</id><published>2000-12-02T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-02T07:46:14.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;good luck on finals everyone!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1534443?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1534443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1534443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1534443' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1533195</id><published>2000-12-02T01:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-02T01:16:29.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"i need someone to say 'good night' to.  i don't have a last phone call of the day.  i want a last call of the day.  do you?"&lt;br /&gt;-bounce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure if that's correct but i think its close.  i hung out with days, barry, april, mendell, jan, and carlos. ate at black angus for the first time.  i swear my friends crack me up.  hahah.  watched "bounce".  and chilled at mendelldexmike's pad, where we watched almost half of this stupid movie...i think it was called "idle hands" or something like that.  that's all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1533195?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1533195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1533195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1533195' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1526635</id><published>2000-12-01T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-01T10:24:26.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...my friends can be sooo fricken yuck...hahah.  check it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; me:	 what you up to? &lt;br /&gt; Juan:	 coughing up and playing video games &lt;br /&gt; me:	 eww...spit it out &lt;br /&gt; Juan:	 I just did &lt;br /&gt; Juan:	 it's multi-color &lt;br /&gt; Juan:	 mmmmm &lt;br /&gt; Juan:	 tropical flavor &lt;br /&gt; me:	 eww &lt;br /&gt; Juan:	 sort of like the rainbow sherbert ice cream &lt;br /&gt; me:	 eww..thats fuckin nasty &lt;br /&gt; Juan:	 too graphic? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1526635?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1526635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1526635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1526635' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1523950</id><published>2000-12-01T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-12-01T03:56:20.503-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...helped dolly with the frosting for the boobie cake.  went to dinner with jc. met up at mikenjuan's...waited for everyone else to get there.  phil, jon, pauline, rachel, mark, rex, dolly,noel,  juan, mike, and i head out to champs.  we meet shelly there.  everyone convinces mark and i to sing on the fricken stage.  so we did it...for mike!  and i sucked hardcore.  i think i cracked.  but thanks for being nice &lt;a href="http://riceguy.tripod.com"&gt;riceguy.&lt;/a&gt;  i appreciate it.  we leave before they announced the winners..but there's was MAD-competition dude.  its all good. did it for fun!  yay!  ok...so we head back to mikenjuan's.  go over to the neighbors...SURPRISE!  and there's major boobage action...not only the cake...the presents too!  what does that say about my friends?!  ahahaha.  so yeah...pauline and i go to jonalvinnicandvince's place.  hang out there for awhile.  then we're off to Fridays.  hahha.  im not an alky, am i?  yay!  thanks for driving pauline!  then we hang out at riverrun for awhile.  and now im finally home.  sleeptime for me!  zzzzz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1523950?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1523950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1523950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_12_01_archive.html#1523950' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1514971</id><published>2000-11-30T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-30T09:40:39.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;happy birthday mike!&lt;br /&gt;congratulations on finishing up, jimmy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://riceguy.tripod.com"&gt;Riceguy:&lt;/a&gt; ooh! ooh! i know!  it's "achy breaky heart".  hahha.  &lt;i&gt;"don't break my heart..my achy breaky heart..."&lt;/i&gt; *dancing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/clarabellm"&gt;Clarabell:&lt;/a&gt; amen to that!  thanks for the dedication.  im feelin ya there.  oh yes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1514971?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1514971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1514971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1514971' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1511724</id><published>2000-11-30T00:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-30T00:51:59.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE!!!! i love ya dude! have a good one, poop-head!!! ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at tacobell/pizzahut with &lt;a href="http://www.spermicide.org/markus"&gt;markus&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rexs_hangout.tripod.com/"&gt;rex&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/creoreef"&gt;mike&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/d0lly3"&gt;dolly&lt;/a&gt;.  first dolly complains, saying she doesnt want tacobell...yet the woman gets it anyway?!  hahah.  you crack me up dolly!  ooh ooh!  and then...it was karaoke at elvis?! for the night!  woo hoo!  we were joined by noel, juan, pauline, and annemarie.  [phil and jon decided not to go..you party-poopers you!]  fun fun fun!  we sang. we danced. we laughed.  and now...we sleep.  bye. oh yeah..happy birthday mike!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1511724?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1511724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1511724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1511724' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1503337</id><published>2000-11-29T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-29T09:40:08.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taken from &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/creoreef"&gt;MCN Productions&lt;/a&gt;..."One last word of advice: don't waste your time with virgins."  that's a buncha crap dude.  what a guy thing to say though.  for real.  hahaha. that's hella fu¢ked up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1503337?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1503337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1503337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1503337' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1500205</id><published>2000-11-29T01:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-29T01:06:58.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..how come everyone and their moms have been on dates?!  geez!  i feel like such a loser now.  oh well...&lt;br /&gt;what happened today?  or...a couple of hours ago?&lt;br /&gt;i had oodles of noodles at OK (aka circle K...aka Oriental Kitchen) with &lt;a href="http://riceguy.tripod.com"&gt;riceguy&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/creoreef"&gt;mcn&lt;/a&gt;.  then it was off to albe's to buy stuff.  we ended up seeing julie, lou, and cathy there.  they told me about the Liwanag potluck. i had no idea.  so mike and i stop by...felt weird since everyone was already sitting down and junk.  but whatever.  its all good.  so i drop mike off and make my way home for some "sniff sniff give", practice for carolling, hella laughs, good eats, and our KK drawing, which i have to say took forever since someone always ended up getting his/herself.  hahah.  oh yeah...thanks for cooking april.  it was goody!  yay!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1500205?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1500205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1500205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1500205' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1490753</id><published>2000-11-28T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-28T08:18:17.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...i feel like i've got alot to say.  do i?  well lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1)&lt;/b&gt; im lovin the facelift &lt;a href="http://riceguy.tripod.com"&gt;noel!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2)&lt;/b&gt; aww...i miss &lt;a href="http://www.spermicide.org/markus"&gt;you&lt;/a&gt; too, markus!  let's chill sometime!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3)&lt;/b&gt; yesterday was a blast!  dad liked his presents.  woo hoo!  watched "the grinch".  it was coo...except for the parts i fell asleep.  shh.  dont tell.  happy belated daddy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;4)&lt;/b&gt; sorry anne for not being able to hang out last night.  rain check on the pics k?  and dont trip too much.  remember "everything happens for a reason".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;5)&lt;/b&gt; aaaaah!  its almost the first of December!!!  like whoa.  that means Christmas is &lt;i&gt;right&lt;/i&gt; around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;6)&lt;/b&gt; i can't wait to see you all!  let's bick it.  yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see...that wasnt so much now, was it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1490753?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1490753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1490753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1490753' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1480533</id><published>2000-11-27T10:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-27T10:27:19.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>na saan yong dik-dik ng bawang?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1480533?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1480533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1480533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1480533' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1476810</id><published>2000-11-27T00:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-27T00:05:33.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!!!!  I LOVE YOU!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1476810?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1476810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1476810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1476810' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1476691</id><published>2000-11-26T23:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-26T23:39:57.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>umm...home's been good.  my cuz turned 13 yesterday.  dang...he's a freakin teenager now.  i feel old!  OLD!  &lt;b&gt;OLD!!!&lt;/b&gt;  *sigh*  but damn...they had some mad-good eats over there.  like whoa.  so today my sis comes home.  yay!  and we do what we ALWAYS do when she comes home...SHOP LIKE MAD-CRAZY!  hahaha.  aww...too bad it aint for us.  thumbs down.  its coo though...we bought my dad his bday presents.  yay!  hope he likes.  oh!  watched "unbreakable" today.  you were right ray..."it sucked...actually not really...it was ok."  hahahah.  dork!  aite...im boring....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1476691?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1476691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1476691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1476691' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1461117</id><published>2000-11-25T09:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-25T09:55:38.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>according to &lt;a href="http://www.rom101.com/pure.htm"&gt;the Romance 101 Purity Test&lt;/a&gt;, i am "72.0% Romance Pure".  umm..what the heck does that mean?!  i ain't no softy!  geez!  well...im off to San Diego now.  bye everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1461117?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1461117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1461117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1461117' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1454879</id><published>2000-11-24T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T13:35:39.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>you wanna take a &lt;a href=" http://www.egreetings.com/v/fh7ELzgwYn  "&gt;romance test&lt;/a&gt; (courtesy of &lt;a href="http:// www.ics.uci.edu/~llavarro "&gt;lou&lt;/a&gt;)?  this is what i got...&lt;br /&gt;"A Genuine Romantic&lt;br /&gt;The thought of moonlight walks and receiving red roses gives you a thrill(i guess).  Your perfect match is someone who will walk along side you in an electrical storm on a beach(electrical storm?). If you haven't found anyone that leaves flower petals on your desk, don't worry - there are lots of people out there that will (buncha bs).  If you already have -  hang on and enjoy!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1454879?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1454879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1454879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1454879' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1454587</id><published>2000-11-24T12:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T12:48:25.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i just took &lt;a href="http://htabay.tripod.com/test/test8.html"&gt;this psych test&lt;/a&gt; courtesy of &lt;a href="http://htabay.tripod.com"&gt;hernane&lt;/a&gt; and here's what it said...&lt;br /&gt;"You made your way in this world in spite of all the obstacles you have faced(ok..). You have seen a lot more troubles than most people(hmm...).  You have had to deal with difficult people(yes!), ridiculous rules,and impetuous relationships (id have to disagree with that one). Love for you can be as intense as the fire on the face of the sun. You are either very calm on the inside when there is a lot of insanity around you or you shut people up and take charge(both). You can go to a movie by yourself without the need for someone to go with you(uh huh). You are as comfortable alone as you are with others(yeah). You are angry at your parents and you can't change them(no, i love my parents). You are a great lover when you find that rare mate who is your equal, but otherwise your relationships have been short or frustrating(?). You have stayed too long with a partner you did not like. Life is a roller coaster, and you are finding ways to make the good times better(most definitely). You LOVE sports or have taken drugs[i dont love sports. haha. ;) ].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1454587?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1454587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1454587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1454587' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1454324</id><published>2000-11-24T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T12:10:32.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok so i spent Thankgiving alone.  in a way, i guess i kinda needed to.  i've been needing time alone to do some thinking.  the last couple of days have been tough. i've been really lost.  but im learning to cope with things.  and im learning to appreciate the little things in life that ive taken for granted.  =) well..i just wanted to say thanks to all of you who invited me to your home for Thanksgiving dinner.  i &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; appreciate it.  it means alot to me.  umm...that's all.  i hope all of you are having a dope long weekend.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1454324?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1454324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1454324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1454324' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1450607</id><published>2000-11-23T23:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-23T23:24:43.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I turn back the hands of time to see what i've left behind, all the memories within my heart and deep within my mind.  I see all the hardships I've endured and im rest-assured that you'll be there beside me like you've always been, time and again.  And with all that's said and done, you've always been the One to hold me on those rainy days when I couldnt see the sun.  And when all the clouds disappear and my skies are clear, I feel Your Love shining down on me.  Without Your Love, where would I be?&lt;br /&gt;You were the One who wiped the tears from my eye.  It was Your Love that gave me light through my darkest times.  You were the One what You've given me I can never repay.  All I can give to You is my love anyways, 'cause I live to see the smile upon Your face, day by day..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Promise" -KAI&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1450607?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1450607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1450607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1450607' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1446815</id><published>2000-11-23T13:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-23T18:49:56.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Please pray for the repose of the soul of Gerard's grandmother...as well as for the Anacleto family.  Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1446815?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1446815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1446815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1446815' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1445483</id><published>2000-11-23T10:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-24T12:12:23.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn i have a mad headache right now.  no more drinking for me for awhile.  but last night was fun!  the theme for the night was "Drown Your Sorrows Away".  it was april, jan, me, the vodka, and whatever the hell else we had.  damn we're ghetto.  hahah.  ok ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY THANKSGIVING TO EVERYONE!  GET FAT AND BE MERRY! &lt;br /&gt;gobble. gobble.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1445483?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1445483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1445483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1445483' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1439933</id><published>2000-11-22T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-22T18:07:21.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CECY AND PABLO!!!  woo hoo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1439933?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1439933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1439933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1439933' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1439789</id><published>2000-11-22T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-22T18:00:34.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on the contrary to what &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/creoreef"&gt;mike&lt;/a&gt; says...he does have game!  and lots of it!  haha.  dont be selfish, share!  share! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://riceguy.tripod.com"&gt;noel's&lt;/a&gt; cat is dope ass.  hahah!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1439789?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1439789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1439789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1439789' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1432802</id><published>2000-11-22T02:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-22T02:29:33.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyone gonna be here for thanksgiving?  ill be lonely. thumbs down.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1432802?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1432802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1432802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1432802' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1432795</id><published>2000-11-22T02:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-22T02:25:12.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay!  we had mad-good eats here for our thanksgiving shindig.  turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, puto (cake made outta rice), potato-bake, spinach dip and chips, rolls, pecan pie, apple pie, and a wheel-barrel (pastry with strawberry topping).  that &lt;i&gt;might&lt;/i&gt; be it.  george comes out from SF...so we hang out.  yay!  where?  yes!  TGIFriday's it is!  woo hoo!  lets see...who was there?  umm...kaye, mike, dolly, noel, rachel, pauline, george, and me!  then everyone minus kaye and rachel head over to elvis?! for some karaoke.  but it's closed.  what the heck?!  arent they supposed to be open til 2am?  that sucks.  after that...everyone goes home except for mike, pauline, dolly, and i.  we hung out with jonathon, alvin, and vince for a lil.  sorry we missed your thanksgiving thing alvin!  we're thumbs down.  oh and...i am &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; a bad girl.  i RARELY drink.  so yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1432795?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1432795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1432795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1432795' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1430280</id><published>2000-11-21T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-21T19:36:39.766-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for the talk anne!  and the card!  you amaze me sometimes.  its soo weird how alike we are sometimes!  haha.  but yeah...i REALLY REALLY appreciate it.  love ya girl!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the talk noel.  thanks for the talk mike.  you're always always helping me get back to reality...and keepin me sane.  thanks yo.  love lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh ooh!  its almost thanksgiving!  whoa!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1430280?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1430280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1430280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1430280' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1412777</id><published>2000-11-20T00:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-20T00:55:49.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...Church was wonderful today.  Thanks to everyone for bearing with me...and singing twice today.  I TOTALLY appreciate it.  Thanks to Chris and Jimmy for the company after mass.  aite...im out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1412777?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1412777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1412777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1412777' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1405703</id><published>2000-11-19T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-19T02:57:05.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONGRATULATIONS CHRIS!!!  CONGRATULATIONS VINCE!!!  i am soooo proud of you two.  i know you'll make wonderful co-coords...AND you'll have sooo much fun too!  woo hoo!  congrats again!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...i watched "the sixth day" with dolly, jon, juan, phil, and rex today.  it was aite. time for sleep.  zzzz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1405703?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1405703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1405703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1405703' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1398775</id><published>2000-11-18T03:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-18T03:14:17.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im back...my roomies are the best!  they've been trying to cheer me up.  and its helping alot.  we played taboo again..me and carlos "sho-nuffs" vs. april and jan "sup-nats (super naturals)".  we lost...cause i was too faded to concentrate.  sucks.  but yeah...now its morning and i can't sleep.  there's so much in my head right now...i hate it. im out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1398775?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1398775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1398775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1398775' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1397978</id><published>2000-11-17T23:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T23:32:11.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been a very long day.  had lunch with mark.  thanks for the talk.  watched "return to me" with april.  i love that movie.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1397978?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1397978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1397978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1397978' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1389823</id><published>2000-11-17T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-17T01:32:30.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went back to work for the first time in almost a week.  i still wasnt up to it...but i need some cash flow action.  went out to dinner with JC and Louis...ate at Thai Kitchen.  they kept making fun of me.  =P  went home to play taboo with april, carlos, daisy, jan, and mark.  it was "the cleans" vs. "the dirties"...yep!  carlos and jan were on my team, the cleans.  and we won!!!  woo hoo!  but it might've been cause mark was already tipsy.  oh well.  we conquered!  haha!  jimmy calls me up and convinces me to go out for the 12 oclock mass choir bonding event...karaoke at Elvis?!  so they pick me up...and we're off.  it was chris "my hero" naval, gerard "livin' la vida loca" anacleto, jennifer "everyone says we look alike" lopez, jimmy "j-dawg jimboy" name, and me.  oh and they finally put up two (only two?!) of the many, many pictures of the karaoke krew.  so yeah...we minus jen end up at ihop for more laughs.  it was fun-filled night.  good dining.  great music.  lotsa laughs.  crazy driving.  fun games.  etc. etc.  thanks go out to jimmy for paying for karaoke and to gerard for the good eats.  you guys are bomb-a$$.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1389823?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1389823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1389823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1389823' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1383435</id><published>2000-11-16T09:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-16T09:23:42.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mike sends me this email, so i can find out what kinda bit¢h i am.  umm yeah.  so here are the results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a Collie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.emode.com/images/tests/dog/collie.gif " width="240" height="240" border="0" alt="The Collie"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; No bones about it, you're a loyal, nurturing Collie. A sensitive breed, you're always approachable and very in tune with others' feelings — just like Lassie! Because of your empathetic nature, you tend to be the group psychologist to your circle of friends. Your faithful, easy-going, and steadfast personality makes you a wonderful confidant. Bottom line, you're a star at interpersonal relationships and have a knack for making new friends and acquaintances wherever you go. After all, what's a Collie without a flock to look after? Since you're so giving, your buddies might not realize that you need them just as much as they need you, so make sure not to neglect yours truly. Woof! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1383435?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1383435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1383435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1383435' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1380897</id><published>2000-11-16T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-16T01:13:34.463-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to my first DAWG potluck, that's my Liwanag family in case you didnt know.  thanks for going with me pauline.  and sorry for not going bowling everyone.  played taboo with the roomies...then bust-a-groove with april.  and now im chatting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realized just how unhappy ive been lately.  sometimes life can be so unfair...it can truly SUCK bigtime!  and right now i hate it.  and i hate myself for feeling this way.  and as i was discussing this with a friend of mine..he said something that i hope i will never forget...."pain is what makes you who you are... it helps you appreciate goodness."  true huh?  ok enough drama talk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1380897?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1380897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1380897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1380897' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1377222</id><published>2000-11-15T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T16:29:40.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pauline and i go to target to see dolly's hottie.  she was RED!!! stop blushing dolly!  its ok.  =)  went to wendy's, then albertsons to buy ingredients to make a lil sumin sumin for the potluck.. that's IF I ACTUALLY GO?!  okee dokes.  peace out. until next blog.  im out&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1377222?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1377222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1377222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1377222' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1373705</id><published>2000-11-15T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T10:11:09.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i just took this test that electroQte sent me, and here's what it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, joycee, you're an Observer!&lt;br /&gt;You like television. At parties, you lounge around on couches and watch other people flirt and act stupid. But at the same time, you're happy enough to go along with the group. You don't like drawing attention to yourself — red platform shoes or flamboyant, sequined outfits are out of the question. A perfect evening for you means a cozy chat with a good friend and a pint of Haagen-Dazs.&lt;br /&gt;Like all mellow folks, you're not too into serious soul mining. You'd rather just relax than freak out about yourself. But at the same time, you recognize that understanding your inner nature can help you further develop your sense of intuition, discover parts of yourself that remain below the surface, and learn how to better communicate with others. And that's cool, right?&lt;br /&gt;At work, you're a team player, but chances are you aren't clamoring for that big promotion. Where to go for lunch is enough of a decision for you. You work best under a routine, and you avoid challenges that require too much improvisation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1373705?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1373705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1373705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1373705' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1373382</id><published>2000-11-15T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-15T09:21:53.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"There's a smile in my heart that I've waited my whole life for."  -Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing is...is that i may never see that.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1373382?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1373382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1373382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1373382' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1369884</id><published>2000-11-14T23:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T23:39:27.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bought more soup...mmm good!  yay!  ray came over...chilled with me and my roomies.  made him watch the vma performances since i found my tape!  woo hoo!  noel dicked out on us and decided to sleep. its all good.  =)  met up with mike and juan at oscars...short after that kat and pauline show up.  coo.  thanks for splitting the sandwich with me, ray...dude that was filling.  oh and i still owe you.  dont worry ill pay you back!  boba stop at champions!  i got a free one. tight!  juan and mike drop me off at home.  i leave for interfaith for the Liwanag mtg.  i bump into vince and chris in the parking lot.  i miss those two!  aww...anywhoo..i felt really dizzy again tonight. hmm..what's wrong with me?  ok..so now im home.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1369884?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1369884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1369884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1369884' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1364885</id><published>2000-11-14T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-14T12:58:50.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A mind once stretched by a new idea never regains its original dimensions. -Anonymous &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1364885?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1364885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1364885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1364885' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1360162</id><published>2000-11-13T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-13T23:29:32.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok...so dolly almost kills mike and me on the road today to &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; fro macaroni grille.  it was soo scary.  mike shows us the most important thing to know about parking lots: how to lift the bar and get free parking! thanks mike!  mike gets dropped off and we're off to phil's to get pauline's pineapple juice.  phil was talking nasty according to jon.  that was that.  so dolly and i pick up noel to hang out...where?!  tea station it was.  yum.  noel wanted the barley embryo boba!  doesnt that just sound fab?  we then made our way to 99ranch....where noel thought they sold stingrays.  weird!  hahah..noel practically ate all his shrimp crackers on our way back to his apt.  he was SUPPOSED to pick up the pineapple juice since we left it in his fridge so it wouldnt spoil...but lo and behold...he forgets it and we realize this more than halfway to paulines.  so we end up at dolly's.  no one else wanted to hangout...but we easily amused ourselves.  noel played monkey face and made lots of weird noises.  RIP Pearl.  it's ok dolly.  be strong.  "her!"  not "him", noel!  hahah.  ok ok...that was too much fun.  thanks.  peace out.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1360162?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1360162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1360162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1360162' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1353619</id><published>2000-11-13T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-13T11:24:31.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>flipnotik just HAD to use the same template as me!  great!  what a booger!  =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1353619?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1353619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1353619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1353619' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1353398</id><published>2000-11-13T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-13T11:00:15.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im telling you...i got strange friends.  check it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;   friend:     i dunno..take it one step at a time, bumblebee! &lt;br /&gt;    friend:	 patience and confidence is the key towards harmony! &lt;br /&gt;    friend:	 and u'll flow like the wind.... &lt;br /&gt;    friend:	 and break boards with your head! &lt;br /&gt;    me:	 wtf?! &lt;br /&gt;    friend:	 haha, i dunno.... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1353398?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1353398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1353398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1353398' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1352100</id><published>2000-11-13T08:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-13T08:26:10.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thanks for dinner last night jimmy.  i appreciate the company, the talks, the advice.  im dumb huh?  oh well...we'll do dinner again sometime, yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ray...CONGRATULATIONS on the promotion!  woo hoo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1352100?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1352100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1352100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1352100' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1347184</id><published>2000-11-12T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-12T18:37:23.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> "The trouble with love is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more." &lt;br /&gt;-Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i gonna do?!?!?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1347184?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1347184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1347184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1347184' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1347174</id><published>2000-11-12T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-12T18:35:41.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all i do now is sleep...im feeling just a bit better though.  my right hand keeps trembling.  maybe too much drugs?  i dont know...i really need to get over this already.  please pray for me.  thanks.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1347174?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1347174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1347174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1347174' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1345713</id><published>2000-11-12T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-12T15:25:01.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you." &lt;br /&gt;Author Unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1345713?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1345713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1345713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1345713' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1345675</id><published>2000-11-12T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-12T15:20:14.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"If a hug represented how much I loved you, I would hold you in my arms forever." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1345675?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1345675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1345675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1345675' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1340597</id><published>2000-11-11T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-11T23:40:14.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have once again come to the conclusion that i have some of the weirdest friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;friend:	 Then be patient, grasshopper. =) &lt;br /&gt;me:	 grasshopper? &lt;br /&gt;friend:	 haha I dunno?! &lt;br /&gt;me:	 hahah &lt;br /&gt;me:	 wtf?!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1340597?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1340597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1340597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1340597' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1340524</id><published>2000-11-11T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-11T23:27:04.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>George, you fricken ROCK!!!  i am TOTALLY diggin this CD dude!  it's keepin me awake, even though im sooo drowsy right now from the theraflu that i drank.  but i love it!  especially track 17, 18, and 19!!!  oh and 11 and 12!!! heck, the &lt;b&gt;whole&lt;/b&gt;  cd rocks!  hahah.  you got good taste in music dude!  for real. k...i think you can tell that im sick huh?  i love you dude.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1340524?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1340524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1340524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1340524' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1340304</id><published>2000-11-11T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-11T22:48:43.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mike and i went to quiznos today.  it was pretty good for my first time eating there.  juan got off work early.  hung out at their place for a bit.  mike dropped me off at home, before he headed off to home-home.  hung out with ray...we went to 99ranch for some ginger tea.  george came over and bicked it for awhile.  yay!  a big thank you goes out to GEORGE for the CD.  you're the best!  it was good seeing you again.  we'll hangout next time, yeah?  it sucks being sick.  more theraflu for me.  oh before i forget...CONGRATULATIONS Mike!  Good job dude!  Im sooooo proud of you.  woo hoo!  *jumping up and down* &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1340304?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1340304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1340304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1340304' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1225802.post-1335528</id><published>2000-11-11T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2000-11-11T10:51:55.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, when did POPULAR become such a dopeass show?  if you didnt catch last nights episode, you missed out.  haha.  anywhoo...i just got back from a really early In-N-Out meeting.  damn...im pooped.  good night.  and when the heck is george gonna be here?!  geez...zzzzzz.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1225802-1335528?l=joycee.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1335528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1225802/posts/default/1335528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://joycee.blogspot.com/2000_11_01_archive.html#1335528' title=''/><author><name>aja</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11484789178580291320</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
