<?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-3202596</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:18:20.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Run lil' Toki..Run!~!~!</title><subtitle type='html'>5'4...medium length hair...asian..oh..you mean the  blog, not me ... oh, just read it!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3202596.post-80286924</id><published>2002-08-15T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-15T12:09:14.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DAMN...spent 15 minutes centering the lyrics..and blogger didn't do it......aish.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-80286924?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/80286924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/80286924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80286924' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-80286783</id><published>2002-08-15T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-15T12:06:42.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yes, yes, it's been a long time since i've posted...i was taking a lil hiatus.. james does it all the time so I figured I would too.. =P @ James!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading  the post on 7/11 and i just noticed I spelled weather, whether..haha..wonder why i never noticed that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life has been consistently busy..especially with &lt;a href="www.z-opolis.com"&gt;Z-Opolis&lt;/a&gt; in testing.  we don't have quite a large number of testers, but it's just as well because we are still in the process of ironing out the little bugs.  we've been pleasantly surprised by the group of testers we do have because they have been really positive and constructive..ie..no bitching and moaning.. if any of you know of a way we can get word out to teen girls about Z...ie.. contacts with any teen mags or stuff like that...please let me know~  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as the people around me know, i've been stressed about particular aspects of my life...they've been very kind in helping me destress and just deal with things.  i can't say that life is bad...i really like my job and feel very blessed.  as far as relationships go....basically, i'm not interested.  which is bizarre...  i've been in and out of so many relationships in the past year that i'm starting to forget names and faces..haha..&gt;.&lt;..this is NOT a good thing.  i did go out with this one guy last week...he is nice, but just doesn't seem to get the hint...if ever my phone blows up, you'll know why...  reading jin's "I must type" post felt like I was reading something I might have written myself.  (get outta my head, girl!!)  i'm sick to death of worrying about other people, trying to please them, feeling guilt ridden if I don't meet up to their expectations, trying to be everyone's friend..the obedient daughter...the loyal sister..etc.  it's just not worth it.  i have to just "learn to let go", as someone once told me...that, I think is one of life's most difficult lessons to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine sent me the lyrics to the song "The Middle" by Jimmy Eat World, last year.  he couldn't have picked a better time...i was feeling insecure about job, relationship, life, etc...reading the lyrics was really..uplifting..for lack of a better word. Here are the lyrics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                      Hey, don't write yourself off yet                        &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            It's only in your head &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              You feel left out or&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                Looked down on&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                               Just try your best&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Try everything you can&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              And don't you worry&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                         What they tell themselves&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                               When you're away&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                        Little girl you're in the middle&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                  It'll up the ride&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                          Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                           Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                   Hey, you know&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                               They're all the same &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             You know you're doing&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                Better on your own&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                   So don't buy in&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                    Live right now&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Yeah, just be yourself&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 It doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                If it's good enough&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                For someone else&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                Little girl you're in&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              The middle of the ride&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 Little girl you're in&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              The middle of the ride&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                         Hey, don't write yourself off yet&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                               It's only in your head&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 You feel left out or&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                  Looked down on&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 Just do your best&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              Do everything you can&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                And don't you worry&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                             What the bitter hearts&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                  Are gonna say&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                Little girl you're in&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              The middle of the ride&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              It just takes some time&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 Little girl you're in&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                              The middle of the ride&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Everything will be just fine&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                            Everything will be all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn..i really need to learn some basic html..i aligned all that manually..das why it looks all snakey..hehehehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my friend Love always says...HAVE AN AWESOME DAY~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-80286783?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/80286783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/80286783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_08_11_archive.html#80286783' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-79272726</id><published>2002-07-22T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-22T17:55:25.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG! this is sooooo hella funny! &lt;a href="http://www.fractalcow.com/rex/low.html"TARGET=_BLANK&gt;Maritess vs. the Superfriends!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-79272726?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/79272726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/79272726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_07_21_archive.html#79272726' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-78836797</id><published>2002-07-11T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-08-15T12:06:18.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm feeling wierd today...maybe its the blech whether we're having down here in lovely irvine. @.@  and i have this strange feeling in my tummy....it's an achy feeling...the kinda achy-ness you get after a night of crazy drinking..the kind of achy-ness that needs PHO! ..hehe ^^  hmm...as i'm typing, i'm noticing that my bloggy is doing funnny things....maybe my word wrap thingee is broken....hmm...let me go check..                                                                                                   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked the bloggy and it seems alright...  maybe i'm feeling antsy... i dunno...  its so boring when i get home....have no bed...have no desk..have no computer.. have no tv..altho i could go out in the living room and watch t.v with rachel...but eh..dun really feel like doing that..  yesterday, i went home and laid down on my lovely air matress and fell asleep...it was a bit cold cuz, the air matress doesn't really retain heat... than all of a sudden i started getting phone calls! have i been whining to everyone about how shim shim hae (bored) i am at home?  i was so happy!  ouch! i just stretched my neck and it cracked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so james said last weekend, that if he were to describe me...he'd say that i was...GOOFY!  -.-  goofy? O.o  GOofy ?.? .......I AM NOT GOOFY! does anyone else agree with james?? am i goofy?? i dun think so....so i've been known to trip over my feet for no apparent reason, so every once in awhile i get tongue tied and say things like effinedrine...so i can sound like a greasy italian dude on the sobe commercial...my little monkey cat~ =P  soo? does that make me goofy??? i think NOT!  james...ur new mission..you have no choice..you HAVE to accept it..is to fine a NEW word to describe me... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-78836797?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/78836797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/78836797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_07_07_archive.html#78836797' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-78435064</id><published>2002-07-01T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-07-01T14:52:56.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Night at Le Prive comes to an end...finally. hehe ^^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes i know..it's been a long while since i blogged.  i guess i just haven't been in the mood lately.  i didn't realize how consuming this long distance relationship thing can be.  but as of yesterday, the relationship is over.  i've been mulling over the idea of breaking up for awhile now.  things initially were fine.  we were communicating and getting used to the distance.  but then things went down hill..fast.  our phone calls got awkward and forced and our e-mails were getting impersonal and blah.  i started really thinking about what the hell i was doing and realized that i wasn't quite the happy camper i had convinced myself i was.  eventually i came to the conclusion that it was time to call it quits.  i think david is letting his misery consume him and it slowly started seeping into our relationship.  i was going to just email him a dear john letter but was told that would be a cold, heartless thing to do.  so i called him and damn..it was like pulling teeth to get the boy to talk about things.  he probably felt a bit stupid cuz he was the one who was all..."i know ur worth waiting out the next 6 months for...blah blah blah."  maybe it was because i had been thinking about it for so long, but i didn't really feel that sad.  i did feel a sense of loss for about half an hour after getting off the phone with him, but then i physically felt an incredible weight being lifted off me and boy, did that feel good. =)  what a relief!  odd isn't it?  i know some of you will be surprised because you probably thought he was a potential "the one" for me.  to some degree i did love him.  the heart is a funny thing tho...it can be quite fickle at times...hehe ^^  personality wise i think david and i got along great.  but when i really got down to it, and started thinking about things realistically, i knew deep down that he wasn't quite the kind of person i could see myself with in the long run...you can come to your own conclusions about what the specific reasons are..=P &lt;br /&gt;however, i can say with confidence, that i don't regret having had this relationship at all.  i took a lot of risks i had been too chicken to take in the past and learned a great deal about myself.  i have no ill feelings towards david and he will probably remain in my memory for a good long time...  but this was definately the right decision for me.  surprisingly, i have no desire to keep in touch or remain friends with him and i told him so.  i think he was a bit put off by my saying that because he knows that i usually do stay in touch and remain friends with ex's.  i don't know why..but this time around...i just didn't want to.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho's..i think this was quite an interesting episode in my life...  i have had mini bouts of melancholy now and again today, but i'm sure that will soon pass.  so..that's that~!  Night at Le Prive has come to an end, close curtain, exit stage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-78435064?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/78435064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/78435064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_06_30_archive.html#78435064' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/78043692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/78043692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#78043692' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-77858568</id><published>2002-06-17T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-17T13:22:47.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is what i got the first time ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/duckling/babysbreath.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www14.brinkster.com/fluffyduckling/flower.html"&gt;"Which Flower are you?"&lt;/a&gt;quiz by &lt;a href="http://www14.brinkster.com/fluffyduckling"&gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decide to post it to show ya'll that I'M NOT EVIL!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i took it again, put down the same answers...and got this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/duckling/lily.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Take the &lt;a href="http://www14.brinkster.com/fluffyduckling/flower.html"&gt;"Which Flower are you?"&lt;/a&gt;quiz by &lt;a href="http://www14.brinkster.com/fluffyduckling"&gt;Hazel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took it another couple of times with the exact same answers...and it still says i'm a lily....does this mean i really am evil??? &gt;.&lt;  O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-77858568?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77858568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77858568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_06_16_archive.html#77858568' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-77758017</id><published>2002-06-14T16:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-06-14T16:06:09.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sheesh..why does it seem like those who rarely post on their own blogs are the one's that get on my case when i don't.... =P  kekeke ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another life of my year has passed....i am now 25 years old...sigh* hehe ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a much happier camper as of late.  i think this new job is probably the main reason...  i've also been trying to get myself to let go of things i have no control over...there's no use stressing when you can't do anything about it right?  there is only so much you can do before you wash your hands of the situation or get the life sucked outta ya...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to moving to Tustin at the end of the month...FYI: i will be recruiting to help with the move...so don't ignore my calls! =)  i have to admit i'm going to miss my sister and her dog..i've kind of gotten used to having people around when i'm at home.  usually my aunt is in her room and i'm in mine and we rarely ever see eachother, so i'm pretty much solo when i get home.  it's nice to have peace and quiet and just do whatever i want or not do anything at all... having my sister and her doggy around has been an adjustment, but its been okay... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, the traffic on my way home has been just atrocious... i'm so exhausted by the time i get home that i'm in no condition to do anything.  yesterday, jin managed to get me out of the house.  we went to starbucks with james and my sister to just chew the fat..shoot the breeze...whatevers... it was nice. =)  I hope i'll have more time to do that after i move.  it sucks that we all live so far apart from each other, but at least we make effort to meet up.. have to thank jin for that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.z-opolis.com"&gt;Z-Opolis&lt;/a&gt; the game were working on is progressing...slowly...but it is moving along... the stupid programmers have done such a sloppy job... its really aggravating!   almost every day we're banging our heads against the wall in frustration &gt;.&lt;  luckily i have my cute lil pillow from our x-mas party to soften the blow..keke ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie das all for now... toodles~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-77758017?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77758017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77758017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz/harry.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://pages.prodigy.net/hpdevo/quiz"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="1"&gt;Which HP Kid Are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-77527044?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77527044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77527044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_06_09_archive.html#77527044' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-77153991</id><published>2002-05-30T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-30T13:30:46.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was reading through the comments of past blogs and happened upon one made by some dude name Peter...who's dat???  anyone know who that is?  in anycase...hi peter and welcome to my blog~! i almost threw up at KBG too..but for other reasons... keke ^^ hmmm... i wonder what ever happened to the llama rearer.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it's official...i am now a full on employee of PWZ. =)  I will put up a linky a bit later..our  site is under construction.  my office is much much nicer.  i share it with the Pres and the CMO...both are very cool and fun to work with.  the office has big fat window so we get sunlight! no more being stuck in waaaaaaaaay back of the stinkin office where the sun don't shine... new title is Game Manager..hehe..dang...just can't get away from being a GM. =P  we have a cool lil kitchen area that has this nifty Flavia coffee machine.  there are an assortment of coffees to choose from.  they come in these little air sealed packets that u pop into the machine.  the machine whirs, swhooshes, and gurlges, out comes the coffee into your mug and the lil packet is popped into a bin somewhere in the depths of the coffee machine!  a fresh cup every time! haha =)  anywho's..on my lunch break so i thought i'd post a blog...doing a lil catch up from that long dry spell...^^ ...*coughcough* no pun intended... for those of you who got that lil joke...||O.o||o.O|| get ur dirty lil minds outta the gutter =P  haha...ok..layin off the caffeinne for the rest of da day! ahem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s E3 is the Electronic Entertainment Expo and Q3 is 3rd quarter...okie dokie charles? ~.* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-77153991?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77153991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77153991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77153991' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-77147810</id><published>2002-05-30T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-30T10:27:45.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;...nobody will know i was a big stinkin cheat....hahahahaha O.o&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;TABLE BORDER=0&gt;&lt;TR&gt;&lt;TD&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF="http://blog.ravenblack.net/quiz/flavour.pl"&gt;&lt;IMG BORDER=0 ALIGN="LEFT" WIDTH=100 HEIGHT=100 SRC="http://blog.ravenblack.net/quiz/flavour/7.png" ALT="What Flavour Are You? Tomato is what I taste like." /&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;B&gt;Tomato&lt;/B&gt; is what I taste like.&lt;BR /&gt;&lt;BR /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I taste like nothing, except a tomato. I'm sometimes sweet and sometimes tart; sometimes juicy, sometimes crisp. The roles of a tomato are many and varied. I am an exception to all the rules. &lt;A HREF="http://blog.ravenblack.net/quiz/flavour.pl"&gt;What Flavour Are You?&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/TD&gt;&lt;/TR&gt;&lt;/TABLE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-77147810?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77147810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77147810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77147810' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-77132832</id><published>2002-05-29T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-29T23:11:37.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;CHARLES I BLOGGED I BLOGGED!  hehe ^^  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit..i posted a long, long blog last night and the dang thing disappeared on me... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;really i did..i'm not pulling a &lt;a href="http://home.earthlink.net/~jinskim/james/"&gt;james&lt;/a&gt; or a &lt;a href="http://tazz5150.blogspot.com/"&gt;charles&lt;/a&gt;...i really, really did.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it's been a very long time since i blogged.  almost a month has past since i've returned.  wow..time sure isn't flying fast enough! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so things were a bit stressful when i got back.  i had two flat tires and needed to get to work the very next day.  i asked crystal if she could take me and she said ok..but lo' and behold..she was nowhere to be found the next day.....probably cuz she was under all her covers..still in bed..haha =P  &lt;br /&gt;i finally did get my butt to work only to find that i would be helping Kevin and his company prepare for E3.  it was nice to be able to work with Kevin again instead of returning to my depressing office.  it was crazy but alot of fun trying to get the game ready to demo at E3.  Kevin made me an offer to work for him at this company and I'M TAKIN IT!  =)  better pay, better working environment, better boss..who wouldn't. =)  now we are rushing to get the game ready for closed beta and finally go live, hopefully by Q3.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of other things have changed since i've returned too.  my sister is here, for good.   she moved back and we're living together right now.  however, i'll be moving to Tustin by the end of June.  she's trying to look for a job now so keep your fingers crossed for her k? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out this weekend, did a lil drinking, a lil singing, watched a movie, and pigged out~!  had loads of fun tho...laughed so hard thought my belly button was gonna fall off..hehe ^^  Jin and I got our nails done too.  I love em~!  We got cute flowers painted on our fingers and everything. hehe ^^  OH! i forgot to  add...IS TOBY MCGUIRE A HOTTIE OR WHAT!?~!?!?!?!   hehe ; )  as you can probably tell we watched Spiderman.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those curious about the bf situation....well..IT SUCKS!  yea..long distance is the pits..i would not ever recommend it to anyone.  although things between us are pretty good, this distance thing is definately putting a damper on our relationship, to say the least.  there is a good chance that i'll be going on another business trip to Korea in a few months, but ..that's still a long long time away.  sometimes i wonder what exactly i've gotten myself into.  it can be hard to stay optimistic when you're feeling miserable most of the time.  not that i'm moping around being depressed or anything, but it definately sucks to be so far away from that wanker.. &gt;.&lt;  today especially was a difficult day.  sometimes, when the fears and insecurites start creeping in i wonder if it would just be better just to make a clean break...  blecgh &gt;.&lt; ...  however, david and i are pretty straight forward with each other and we've discussed the insecurites we both which helps, so...*sigh* just gotta suck it up and plod along...   i also have to remind myself that as intuitive as i think he is, he is still a GUY which means he's pretty oblivious of stuff at times...which is why we had an aruement this past weekend but we worked it out so i guess things are ok.  he's actually having a tough time adjusting to life in Korea and really just wants to come home as soon as he can.  anyway..enough about that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so james wants to go to this cool bar that has a jazz band in J town this weekend....  sounds cool..u guys up for it?  if you are ...let james know..haha =)     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-77132832?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77132832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77132832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77132832' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-77074711</id><published>2002-05-28T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-05-28T12:54:27.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/pants_pants_revolution/" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://bretzlies.com/jean/girlinterrupted.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're girl, interrupted. you're fun and friendly, and just a little bit crazy.&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face="verdana" size=1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/pants_pants_revolution/" target="new"&gt;which prettie movie are you?&lt;/a&gt; quiz, a product of the &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=slinkstercool"&gt;&lt;img height="17" border="0" src="http://img.livejournal.com/community.gif" align="absmiddle" width="17"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/slinkstercool/"&gt;slinkstercool&lt;/a&gt; community.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-77074711?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77074711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/77074711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_05_26_archive.html#77074711' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-75803229</id><published>2002-04-25T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-25T02:48:52.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been so hella busy i've had absolutely no time to blog.  just as i suspected, they have dumped all this work on me last minute and now i am totally swamped.  leaving the office at 9:30 in the evening, then having to take a stupid subway full of stinky, drunk people home is not what i call fun.  &gt;.&lt;   and on top of that...MY FREAKIN FACE ITCHES LIKE THE DICKENS!  it all started with the stinkin yellow sand blowin in from china.  apparently the air pollution is at its worst this year.  i haven't really broken up perse but my face is ruddy and irritated looking.  on top of that, it's drying out for some reason and i'm flakin..it also feels really dry and yucky...and did i mention it's itchy as HELL!  CURSE THIS GODFORSAKEN COUNTRY!  ish.. &gt;.&lt;  as much as i will miss david when i leave...i'm am sooooooooooo wanting to go.  this itchiness is THAT freakin uncomfortable.  and poor david.  his face is in turmoil.  he's breaking out on top being itchy.  he's never had any problem with his skin and is used to it being nice and smooth, i'm sure this is all quite upsetting for him.  sometimes when we meet up, we both just sit there..in silence...trying not to itch.  quite pathetic....  but he still continues to commute every day from Suwon so that we can hang out a little bit and have dinner.  =)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if i told everyone, but i'll be moving to Tustin when i get back.  i'll be renting a room from my from rachel in her nice, big, house. =)  it's going to be great not having to commute so darned far.  plus rachel, she used to be my co-worker, is really cool and such a sweet person.  it's really a good situation for me, cuz who knows how long i'll be staying at this company so i needed to find a place that i didn't have to really make a long term commitment to.  i'm not bound by a lease, and rachel isn't really looking for someone that is long term...we are both thinking i will be living there for a year at the most, but really i can leave whenever i want.  she has such a nice house!  with a pool, jacuzzi, and a pool table. =)  plus she and her husband are always gone on the weekends.  so i don't think it'll be much of a problem living with a married couple.  hehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dammit...my face really itches!  must go home... &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-75803229?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/75803229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/75803229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_04_21_archive.html#75803229' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-75417626</id><published>2002-04-15T02:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-15T02:31:46.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a nice weekend with david.  andy finally came up from taegu and was in a mad rush to spend as much time partying with david as he could.  they had their boys night out and then i ended up accompanying them to this place called KBG in Apkujong-dong.  It was a drinking a nice little drinking place.  found out some bizarre stuff...this guy that i dated a while back, korean dude from SC who shall remain nameless, is a childhood friend of david's.  damn small world i tell ya.  there was an awkward moment there as i asked with a stricken look on my face..uh...are u talking about.. XXX XXXX ? and david says..why did u date him?  a moment of silence....(crickets chirping) "uh..yea..."  sheesh &gt;.&lt;  i knew i shoulda just stayed home that night.  then andy's girl came up from taegu on sunday and they wanted to hang out with all us, so ended up meeting them at Cinnabon and have coffee.  yea, they have Cinnabon here now...it's quite nice.  i was actually trying to work on sunday, cuz i have a shit load of stuff to do..but alas i was not able to.  i ended up coming home from hanging out with andy, eun lah (his girl), george and his bro, and of course david, and crashing out.  woke up at 11 pm hungry, so we went to eat at this "american" place called Crazy hook.  we came home and stayed up half the night talking.  we are slowly starting to work out whatever questions and insecurties we've both had about our relationship.  things are really great. =)  when i think back to february it seems like so long ago.  yes it HAS been a couple of months, but in my mind it seems like the distant past.  all the crazy things that were going on then, the indifference i felt for david at the time... yes, a very distant past.  i remember waiting for the day when i would get here and now my time is almost over.  i can definately say with confidence that i tried to squeeze the life out of each and every day that i've been here.  which is probably why these circles under my eyes persist.. &gt;.&lt;  i may not have gone out and partied or shopped or ate or seen as much of Seoul as I could have, but I definately enjoyed just about every waking moment that i've spent here.      &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-75417626?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/75417626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/75417626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_04_14_archive.html#75417626' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-75280308</id><published>2002-04-11T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-11T02:33:10.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>being sick when ur away from home SUCKS i tell ya!  i'm under the weather with a couple of ailments i don't want to go into detail about and david has a really bad cold.  we both played hookey from work yesterday and rested.  then we both felt better so we thought we'd go out and do a lil' shopping for andy's b-day present..was not a good idea.. it started getting cold and by the time we got back home we were both feeling ill again.  i'm feeling so freakin exhausted.  my body just doesn't seem to be able to get enough rest.  i feel like maybe sleeping for a week straight might do me some good..but alas..they have piled the work on me and rest is not possible.  &gt;.&lt;  thought i got some decent rest this past weekend but i guess that wasn't enough.  the days seem to go by slowly but the weeks whiz by..its really weird.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yellow sand from china came blowing thru the country again.  my face always get so dang itchy its awful.  i want to scratch and scratch but i can't.  &gt;.&lt;  i can't wait to go home and get a facial.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things with david are going really well.  i'm quite surprised..it's been awhile since any of my relationships have lasted longer than 2 or 3 months..hehe..(no wise ass comments about that.)   i've never been with anyone who is so completely honest and straightforward.  it's really quite nice. =)  gosh...would've thought me of all people, would meet a guy at le prive..funny how things in life work out.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dis is pretty&lt;a href="http://clanforu.net/zero/data/smoochie.swf"&gt;funny&lt;/a&gt; kekekeke ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-75280308?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/75280308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/75280308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75280308' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-75145498</id><published>2002-04-07T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2002-04-07T18:19:00.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I came across this while surfing on the web and thought it was really cute.  Makes me wonder, if maybe, sometimes we search too deeply for the meaning of love and get tangled up in the minute details and end up entirely missing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A group of professional people posed this question &lt;br /&gt;to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does love mean? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The answers they got were broader and deeper than &lt;br /&gt;anyone could have imagined. See what you think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts &lt;br /&gt;on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each &lt;br /&gt;other." &lt;br /&gt;- Karl - age 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when someone hurts you. And you get so mad &lt;br /&gt;but you don't yell at them because you know it would &lt;br /&gt;hurt their feelings." &lt;br /&gt;- Samantha - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." &lt;br /&gt;- Terri- age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and &lt;br /&gt;she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure &lt;br /&gt;the taste is OK." &lt;br /&gt;- Danny - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you &lt;br /&gt;get tired of kissing, you still want to be together &lt;br /&gt;and you talk more. My mommy and Daddy are like that. &lt;br /&gt;They look gross when they kiss." &lt;br /&gt;-Emily - age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, &lt;br /&gt;then he wears it everyday." &lt;br /&gt;- Noelle - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man &lt;br /&gt;who are still friends even after they know each other so well." &lt;br /&gt;-Tommy - age 6 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and scared. &lt;br /&gt;I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. &lt;br /&gt;He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." &lt;br /&gt;- Cindy - age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy gives daddy the best piece of chicken." &lt;br /&gt;- Elaine- age 5 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when mommy sees daddy smelly and sweaty and &lt;br /&gt;still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." &lt;br /&gt;- Chris - age 8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after &lt;br /&gt;you left him alone all day." &lt;br /&gt;- Mary Ann - age 4 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and &lt;br /&gt;down and little stars come out of you." &lt;br /&gt;- Karen - age 7 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-75145498?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/75145498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/75145498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_04_07_archive.html#75145498' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-11444292</id><published>2002-04-03T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-03T23:13:17.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>managed to come to work without any yucky encounters with a DOM on the subway, thank goodness...but that also means i didn't get the usual 20 minutes of shut eye i try to squeeze in before getting to work. &gt;.&lt;  i did manage to get some sleep lastnight, but i think it's going to take a couple nights of decent sleep before i start feeling like my ol' self.  they don't call it beauty sleep for nuthin... lately the circles under my eyes have become a permanent fixture on my face...ugh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight jin, david, and i think another friend of mine (frankie) will go hang out in hongdae.  we're gonna go dancing! =)  hongdae is an area where Hongik University is...that's what hongdae means..hong = short for hongik and dae = short for dae hakyo, which means university.  that area has the more american style clubs, no dealing with waiters and $50 fruit plates... it's all lil' bit on the rowdy side i guess...more casual than your typical Korean club.  I figured that since we have K-clubs in LA, I would take Jin here.  it's actually alot of fun...i used to party at Hong Dae when I was here for that year...  i'm itchin to dance..i just hope i make it thru the night w/o falling on my face from exhaustion.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sad that jin is leaving . =(  it would've been nice to have this weekend too...since i don't work on Friday.  jin and i have discovered that if we ever had to live together, we definately could.  we have some of the same odd habits and we are very tolerant of eachother's mess...hehe ^^  i always thought that jin would go crazy cuz i'm messy and i thought she was a bit on the anal side..hehe :)  but i've found she is very tolerant in oh-so-many ways... lmao!  ahem..nm.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-11444292?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11444292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11444292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11444292' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-11407161</id><published>2002-04-02T23:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-02T23:27:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There have been a couple of songs that I've been listening to.  Here are the lyrics to a song I really like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[No Such Thing] John Mayer                                                                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Welcome to the real world", she said to me&lt;br /&gt;Condescendingly&lt;br /&gt;Take a seat&lt;br /&gt;Take your life&lt;br /&gt;Plot it out in black and white&lt;br /&gt;Well I never lived the dreams of the prom kings&lt;br /&gt;And the drama queens&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to think the best of me&lt;br /&gt;Is still hiding&lt;br /&gt;Up my sleeve&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They love to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Stay inside the lines&lt;br /&gt;But something's better&lt;br /&gt;On the other side&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wanna run through the halls of my high school&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream at the&lt;br /&gt;Top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;I just found out there's no such thing as the real world&lt;br /&gt;Just a lie you've got to rise above&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So the good boys and girls take the so called right track&lt;br /&gt;Faded white hats&lt;br /&gt;Grabbing credits&lt;br /&gt;Maybe transfers&lt;br /&gt;They read all the books but they can't find the answers&lt;br /&gt;And all of our parents&lt;br /&gt;They're getting older&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if they've wished for anything better&lt;br /&gt;While in their memories&lt;br /&gt;Tiny tragedies&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They love to tell you&lt;br /&gt;Stay inside the lines&lt;br /&gt;But something's better&lt;br /&gt;On the other side&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wanna run through the halls of my high school&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream at the&lt;br /&gt;Top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;I just found out there's no such thing as the real world&lt;br /&gt;Just a lie you got to rise above&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I am invincible&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm alive&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I wanna run through the halls of my high school&lt;br /&gt;I wanna scream at the&lt;br /&gt;Top of my lungs&lt;br /&gt;I just found out there's no such thing as the real world&lt;br /&gt;Just a lie you've got to rise above&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait til my 10 year reunion&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna bust down the double doors&lt;br /&gt;And when I stand on these tables before you&lt;br /&gt;You will know what all this time was for  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-11407161?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11407161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11407161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11407161' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-11337852</id><published>2002-04-01T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-04-02T18:22:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok..falling asleep on the subway is a no no!  fell asleep on my way to work and woke up to find a yucky D.O.M. pretty much breathing down my neck.  &gt;.&lt;  so i got up and moved seats and he followed me!  so i got up and moved cars and he followed me again and kept trying to touch me!  luckily my stop came and i was able to get off the subway, but not before he grabbed my arm.  gawd..talk about starting the day off on the wrong foot.  on top of that i was late for work..again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been bloggin but just not posting AND publishing..keep meaning to come back and finish but haven't so far...so i'm just gonna post what i've been writing the past few days.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March 1, 2002&lt;br /&gt;aww..monday again..  for some reason i get really shitty sleep on sunday nights...  i could not, for the life of me, get any sleep last night.  so i'm just sitting here like a zombie, trying to get my brain warmed up to do some work.  luckily i was able to get some sleep saturday night.  between work and trying to kick it with jin and david, i haven't been getting much sleep at all, so on saturday night i passed out and slept for a good 13 hours.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was a total blast.  on friday jin had to go kick it with her relatives so david and i just spent a relaxing evening chillin.  it was nice to just kick back and talk.  we haven't done that in awhile.  then jin got back from spending the day with her relatives and we decided to go to dongdaemeun for a little shopping.  it was around 11:30 pm when we took of for DDM, but we still hit traffic going there...ugh..i hate traffic in korea...david conked out in the front seat.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shopped around, walking from vendor to vendor.  it's interesting the response we get because we speak english. people seem either interested..or bitter...  yea..bitter.. when jin and i walk around speaking both english and korean people get all irritated..it's kind of funny actually.  jin got a great deal on a pair of sunglasses.  the sunglass woman was so funny.  she kept asking  us to say stuff in English,  ooh and aahing about how good our accent was. lol... we kept telling her we were FROM the US born and bred but she was still very impressed...lol  then she asked david to say something and kept saying how "mushisuh" he sounded ... ::rollin eyes:: made me laugh how she kept saying guys in Korea sound so girly ..lol  i guess the girls here notice that too.  we walked around for a bit longer, grabbed some food and went home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was soooo tired by the tme we got back....jin got ready for bed and passed out..i went in the bathroom to get ready too, came out and jin was out on the bed and david had passed out on the couch.   gee..how nice...  i tried to wake david up to send him home but he was too delirious to respond coherently...  by then it was like...3 in the morning I think... he did manage to wake up a little bit...but fell asleep again and didn't leave til like 7 am...which means once again i got no sleep.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i managed to haul my ass out of bed to meet up with jin's friends eunjoo and sora.  we had all these grandiose plans, but the weather kept up from carrying any of them out.  it was kind of a gray and drizzly day.  we ended up going to LOTTE World instead.  Eunjoo and Sora aren't into rides and stuff so Jin and I ended up going by ourselves.  Funny thing happened.  We were standing in line trying to buy tickets.  We couldn't decide if we wanted to get the full day pass or the 5 ride pass.  It was only a 3,000 won difference, which is like less than 2 bucks, when this lady comes up to us in line and says...under her breath...i have all day tickets for 20,000 won (which is 6,000 won less than the 5 ride pass) so I follow her and we do a secret exchange...lol...Korea's great..hehe ^^  We got our flowers painted on our faces, had caricatures done, rode all the "scary" rides.  I think Jin and I will be great rollercoaster buddies.. hehe ^^  For dinner we went to Dae Hak No, which means college road and had dinner.  We found a cute little Vietnemese coffee place and sat around drinking coffee and chatting for hours.  Eunjoo and Sora are sooo funny.  They're great!  It's been awhile since I sat around with a bunch of girls just chatting and laughing...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing this blog on Wed..4/3/2002&lt;br /&gt;I was finally able to get some sleep saturday night.  was going to go to mass with jin..but sleep came and kidnapped me.  i had absolutely no choice... hee hee ^^  sunday night was fun.  jin and i went to myungdong and walked around..i got a pair of cool sunglasses that look suspiciously like the pair jin got at dongdaemoon.  really, we're not trying to copy each other..we both just have good taste... lol  &lt;br /&gt;the atmosphere in korea is so awesome.  when i left korea after my one year stay in 99,  the one thing i missed the most was just walking around the city at night soaking in the music, people, neon lights...  u seriously feel like you're in your own lil' drama.  the city is so full of people that every day is a new adventure.  you're forced to interact with people and that can result in alot of funny stories and great memories.  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad Jin was able to come to Korea.  Although having to work bites, I've had such a blast!  The time has gone by quickly but at the same time I feel like I've been here forever.  There are lots of things that I miss..friends..my comfy bed... my car.. and yet there is so much here that I still want to do.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-11337852?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11337852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11337852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_31_archive.html#11337852' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-11165991</id><published>2002-03-26T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-27T00:07:16.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear...this day seems to be draggin on and on... my brain is not functioning 100% today..i know what you're all thinking..when is it ever functioning 100% right? =P  jin and i stayed up most of the night catching up and just gabbing about this and that.  it was alot of fun, but i'm definately paying for it today.  i definately need to sleep for longer than an hour and a half to funcion at all. hehe ^^ i have that laggy feeling u sometimes get when ur body is deprived of sleep...not to mention my reactions are a bit slow.  i just feel all dazed and retarded..LOL..  last night jin and i went to dongdaemoon night market.  it's quite an experience if it's your first time.  there are several shopping towers, basically big buildings full of stuff to buy. =)  they also have music, and singing/dancing competitions that highschool kids participate in, fashion shows, Pump competitions etc.  it's very noisy and crowded.  your senses definately get a big shock.  i love it =).  we walked around for hours looking at necklaces, hair pins, cell phone accessories, mashimaru car accessories, bags, etc.  after a couple of hours of walking around we stopped by this cafe/hof and had some tea.  it was loads of fun. =)  however, at this moment i am sitting in front of this computer while jin and david get to roam the city having lots of fun.  it sucks that jin and david are here and i have to be at work.  altho if it wasn't for work i wouldn't be here either..so i guess i should be more appreciative...nevertheless..it bites.  on top of that i'm scheduled to go tutor tonight until 9:30 and i have to go to my uncle's birthday tomorrow night.  argh...family obligations suck. plus there is this company outing that is supposedly on behalf of me..but i think they're just using me as an excuse to drink and party.... &gt;.&lt;  other than that i'm having a blast! hehe ^^  actually i really am having a nice time here.  it's nice to have the change of environment.  i definately needed it.  i do not look forward to returning to the office in Cali.  the environment is so...so.... dreadful.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-11165991?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11165991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11165991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11165991' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-11082965</id><published>2002-03-24T18:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-25T00:09:34.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha...this is kind of funny...^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=http://violeteyes.org/tests/fruit/fruittest.html target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src=http://violeteyes.org/tests/fruit/banana.gif border="0" alt="i'm banana flavoured!"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-11082965?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11082965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11082965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11082965' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-11082893</id><published>2002-03-24T18:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-24T18:20:20.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh dear...this can't be right....lol ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.musetta.net/quizzes/dariaquiz.html" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.musetta.net/quizzes/daria.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-11082893?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11082893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11082893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11082893' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-11080014</id><published>2002-03-24T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-24T16:47:55.560-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiya~ ..what a harrowing weekend.  went to spend the weekend with my aunt in Kimpo, which is just outside of Seoul in Kyungi-do, i think.  i had to spend all weekend listening to them tell me why I should get married, how the best way to be a "good" daughter is by getting married, if I want my parents to stop worrying about me, I should get married..blah blah blah... &gt;.&lt;  i don't know..something tells me they really want me to get married.  my uncle went as far as to tell me that i need to dress more adult and wear more makeup, that's if i want to find a man so i can get married... &gt;.&lt;  the other half of the weekend was spent discussing how every single person in my family is going through financial hardship.  gee..i hate being an adult.  i miss the days when i would visit, my relatives would pass me some cash, and send me on my merry way....ahhhhhh~ those were the days.  now i have to sit and listen to all this stuff and all my cousins are looking to me like....wow, you must make alot of money.  pfft! if they only knew.  i tried to be polite and listen and nod my head and sigh at the hardships we all seem to be going through.  oh, i forgot to mention..not only did they keep harping on me about getting married, they kept asking me why my sister isn't married... AH!  finally right before i left, my aunt and i were having lunch and i told her.  yes it would be nice to get married, but having everyone TELL me that 20 million times isn't going to do anything except make me feel stressed out.  i said it in the nicest possible way, but i think i may have come off sounding a bit rude.... *sigh* oh well~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone in the office is sick...this isn't good.  i hope i don't catch anything.  espcecially since jin will be here today! yipeee~*&lt;br /&gt;i hope everything went well, my cell phone battery died on me this weekend and i didn't have my charger.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been sleeping very well...i tossed and turned most of the night, and when i finally fell asleep, my alarm clock went off.  on top of that when i came into the office this morning, all my receipts that i've been saving were gone.  someone threw them all away.  AH!!!!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, please help me stay sane this week. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-11080014?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11080014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/11080014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_24_archive.html#11080014' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10887904</id><published>2002-03-18T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-18T22:42:04.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe ^^..I finally did one of those tests...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://glitterstars.com/shescrafty/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://glitterstars.com/shescrafty/images/janey.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://glitterstars.com/shescrafty/quizzes/quizzes.html"&gt;Who's Your 80s Movie Icon Alter-Ego?&lt;/a&gt; Find out @ &lt;a href="http://glitterstars.com/shescrafty"&gt;She's Crafty&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10887904?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10887904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10887904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10887904' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10878659</id><published>2002-03-18T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-18T17:18:51.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought this was an interesting article in the New York Times. &lt;br /&gt;There's always been such tension between the two countries, its nice to see some kind of attempt at reconciling...although..it could all just be for media hype cuz of the World Cup and all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan Rediscovers Its Korean Past&lt;br /&gt;By HOWARD W. FRENCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUSHIMA, Japan ?Early every morning, Tomonari Terada sets out with his father in his family's boat to fish in the rough, cobalt waters of the narrow strait named for this island that separates Japan from South Korea.&lt;br /&gt;For Mr. Terada and the countless generations of Tsushima seamen who have plumbed these waters in search of tuna and snapper, rubbing shoulders with boats operated by Korean fathers and sons is so commonplace as to almost escape notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like most of Tsushima's residents, Mr. Terada, 26, was completely unaware until recently of the extraordinary role that his hometown had played in the history of the two countries ?as a major steppingstone for immigrants, culture and trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is obvious that Korea is very close," he said, as he measured out new fishing lines by stretching lengths of filament between two stakes in the ground. "I have even been to South Korea twice. But I've never heard anything about Japanese people coming from there."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recognition of Tsushima, and of Korea's importance as a contributor to Japan's early imperial history, however, recently received a huge and unexpected push from the highest of sources ?Emperor Akihito.&lt;br /&gt;With a candor far removed from the usual poetic fog of the imperial court, Emperor Akihito, in remarks to the news media that took Japan by surprise in December, all but declared his own Korean ancestry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of the culture and technology brought to Japan via Tsushima, Emperor Akihito said that "it contributed greatly to Japan's subsequent development." Then, he added, "I, on my part, feel a certain kinship with Korea," and went on to cite an ancient chronicle that says the grandmother of his eighth-century imperial ancestor, Kammu, was from a Korean kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In light of what most Japanese are taught about their history, Mr. Terada's lack of knowledge about the subject can easily be excused. Japan is said to produce the largest number of archaeologists per capita of any country, and one of their most popular pursuits is showing that the foundations of Japan's culture predate contact with Korea and China.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until recently, most Japanese, in fact, were unaware of the existence of this heavily forested island, with its serpentine coves, near the southern end of the Korean peninsula, despite its important role in regional history ?from the birth of Japan as a nation, through the Middle Ages, when Tsushima was used as a stopover by invading Mongols, and by the Japanese during attacks on Korea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thrust of the emperor's statement about Korea's role in Japanese history has been backed up by an abundance of archaeological work here, even though that work has not received much attention and there are many archaeologists who focus on proving otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junya Tanaka, curator of Tsushima's artifacts, led visitors on a hike up a mountainside to show them a high stone wall that runs straight and true up a steep slope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Excavations of sites here show that Koreans taught Japanese how to build some of our first castles," Mr. Tanaka said. "And we think that a prince who fled from the peninsula played an important role in Yamato." Yamato is the name of the family that founded Japan's imperial line in the seventh century.&lt;br /&gt;"In a way, what is surprising about Akihito's statement isn't that he said it, but that people were surprised," said Prof. Ronald Toby, a historian at Tokyo University and the University of Illinois. "Because it is quite clear that in the seventh and eighth centuries, the emperor's family was descended from Koreans from the Paekche Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why at this moment did the emperor decide to say something which everyone secretly knew already?" Professor Toby said. "I think it has to do with the much larger phenomenon of attempts by both the Japanese and Korean governments to find a way to overcome the historical legacy of 50 years of Japanese colonialism and hatred."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In May, Japan and South Korea will be the joint hosts for soccer's World Cup. Their bilateral relations, often chilly, have been outright awful, though, in recent months. First, last August, Prime Minister Junichiro Koizumi of Japan visited a shrine to war veterans, a move seen as insensitive given Japan's brutal colonial treatment of Korea. The visit was quickly followed by Japan's approval of history textbooks that gloss over wartime atrocities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But since the emperor's remarks about Korea, which received heavy coverage in the South Korean news media, the government in Seoul has quietly dropped demands that Japan agree to textbook changes. For the first time since World War II, the two countries have also recently allowed ferry traffic across the 30-mile strait that separates them here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a popular level, things have long been far less complicated than they are on an official level. Nowadays, 10,000 people travel between Japan and South Korea daily. Japanese fashion and animated films are the rage in South Korea, and South Korean pop music and films have become big hits in Japan. Perhaps most telling, one of the most popular recent television dramas in Japan was a serialized love story about a young Korean man and a Japanese woman that showed the pair kissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constitutionally, Japanese emperors have no political power, but commentators here say that Emperor Akihito was trying to nudge the countries closer with his message. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Terada, the fisherman, clung to his disbelief about possible kinship with Koreans, but pronounced himself at ease with his neighbors, nonetheless. "Even when they aren't going anywhere special, Japanese look very busy," he said. "What I like about Koreans is they say hello to strangers, and they seem to know how to relax."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koreans seem to know how to relax?? umm...I always thought we Koreans a bit on the uptight side....unless you get a few shots of soju in us... haha ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10878659?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10878659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10878659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10878659' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10848886</id><published>2002-03-17T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-17T22:13:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't feel too well today.  my body is all achy and i keep getting chills.  god, i hope i'm not getting sick.  that would really suck, especially since Jin will be here in a week.  hmmm...i wonder why i'm feeling so crappy.  i'm gonna have to go straight home and go to sleep this week.  i hear the flu in Korea is pretty bad this year.  my lil neice has it and she can't even get out of bed.  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally finished the translations for the website for the new game.  i think my translations are getting progressively worse.  i don't know why, but my english is beginning to sound very fobby... &gt;.&lt;  i can't get simple phrases right and i'm started to make up my own idioms......this is not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a lil package in the mail from my boyfriend. =)  that was a nice surprise~*  a cd of fun songs and a card.  okay, all together now... "awwwwww~*" puhahahaha =P  i never really pegged david for being the "romantic, dreamy" type, but he kind of is.  he has this sweet boyish qualtiy about him that you would never have guess was under that smart-ass-bit-on-the-abrasive-side personality of his....anyway, its a nice surprise.  i guess maybe after not walking me to my door on our first date i didn't really think he was the type of guy to do the "little things" girls like so much.  haha =)  i still haven't gotten used to the fact that i have a boyfriend.  sometimes i ferget...hehe ^^  which doesn't mean i'm out and about picking guys or anything..its just not a feeling that i've gotten used to.  i do wonder..if maybe i should have thought about things a little more.  he'll be here in a week, but then a month later i'm back in cali and he's here for at least 6 more months.  that's another 6 months of being apart.  i don't know how i'm going to handle that.  i don't do well with long distant relationships at all.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywho's..i think my counter is all screwy...a lil while ago it said 699 and now it says 633... &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10848886?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10848886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10848886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10848886' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10821633</id><published>2002-03-17T03:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-17T03:05:13.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been about two weeks since i got here...things aren't too bad.  the workload has remained pretty steady.. &gt;.&lt;  i just hope things don't get crazier than they already are.. &gt;.&lt;  i've had a couple of offers to come here for good.  to work as an English teacher.  i've been told i'll be given a house and everything.  hmm..tempting.. i think if i were younger i would take the offer, but at this point..i think  i would be shooting myself in the foot, if i were to do that.  lots of people keep telling me that i'm so lucky to be here and stuff.  and yes, while i do appreciate the opportunity to be here, i do miss all my friends.  i mean, i guess i could go out to some club and meet up with people, but i would much rather be kickin it with my friends.  i used to be all into meeting new people and stuff, but lately, i'm tired doing that.  i just wanna be with people who already know my quirks and habits.  i don't wanna have to tell my life story over and over...   anywho's..i digress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went shopping last night at dongdaemoon.  it's always fun to go there, but i forgot how crazy the crowds get.  and how...umm...honest the vendors are. &gt;.&lt;  was looking into buying this skirt and the girl took my measurements and basically told me that my big fat ass wouldn't be right for that style...haha!  whatevers..  then i went to a makeup store and was told exactly what i should do for the atrocious state my skin is in.  haha! whatevers.. &gt;.&lt;   but i didn't end up dropping alot of cash for stuff..hehe..oh the joys of shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10821633?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10821633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10821633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_17_archive.html#10821633' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10753173</id><published>2002-03-14T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-14T21:40:30.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was walking by the telemarketing room and its mostly girls in there..actually i think only girls work in that department.. anyway, this is so typically Korean...one of the girls has a big ole mirror propped up next to her computer monitor.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10753173?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10753173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10753173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10753173' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10608237</id><published>2002-03-10T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-10T21:30:19.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>translating is a bitch....i'm going crazy right now..i really really am!!!  &lt;br /&gt;i am feeling so damn antsy....i wonder if it's the coffee i had....  anywho's.. yea..so this stupid translating crap is really driving me nuts.  i think its because it's not just direct translations, but i like actually have to write....all nice and pretty...cuz this stuffs going up on websites...if anyone asks..i didn't do it.  i hope they don't stick my name anywhere.... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i've noticed...why do korean guys feel the need to burp out loud?  they find no shame is just letting one loose...wtf?  i think it's so damn nasty!!  there's this guy who sits a desk away from me...and he's actually a nice guy, quite polite in most areas, cept that he burps!  really loud!  its so gross!!  the wierd thing is that no one seems to mind either.. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its great being back in Seoul..there's so much to see and do.  i was at Myung Dong this past weekend, walking around doing a little shopping.  i was looking for this one makeup store i used to go to was here in '99, but i couldn't find it.  myung dong is such a maze.  i kept passing by the same stores over and over again looking for this darn makeup store.  they have these parades of people marching in a line, preaching the gospel over loudspeakers...its actually kind of funny.  several of these mini parades walk aruond myung dong spouting  their gospel knowledge.  one group was preaching "young people, repent, follow the word, DON'T DATE" hehe..i thought that was hilarious...  it's fun walking around the city and stuff...but i do miss my friends...  i think it would be such a blast if we could all come together, NOT WORK, and just kick it!  i can't wait until you get her Jin.  Although I'll be working during the day, i'm sure we'll still manage to have fun. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie..i know i should get back to work....BUT I DUN WANNA DAMMIT! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sense some tension in the office.. i heard that one of the marketing people just up and left.  emailed a letter of resignation and poof...he was gone...  funny....two people in our office in Irvine did that too... that's so weird...don't people have a sense of responsibility anymore?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dangit....all this stress almost makes me want to take up smoking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10608237?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10608237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10608237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_10_archive.html#10608237' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10551062</id><published>2002-03-08T22:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-08T22:16:53.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>damn..i spent almost an hour trying to input the code for my front door.  the apt. they put me in has no key for the front door.  instead you have to input a code to open the door, which makes it convenient to go in and out...'cept when it comes time to change the damn code.  after an hour of wrestling with the   darn thing i thought i had changed the code, come to  find....i didn't!  its still the same code i started out with.  i got so frustrated i just left.  &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10551062?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10551062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10551062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10551062' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10515341</id><published>2002-03-07T19:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-07T19:16:22.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I see the Blog Police keeps growing.... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see ..blog for today...  well.. I got my cell phone yesterday...  it's so darn cute... hehe ^^   I'm not sure if I'm allowed to, but I used it to call internationally.... hehe ^^   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to visit my aunt in the hospital yesterday.  A snowboarder ran into her when she was skiing and broke her leg.  I had to take the subway and it took me an hour and a half!  I was so pooped!   I got home pretty late too.  I think I am slowly getting over my jet-lag.  I don't feel so tired anymore.  Except I had a really freaky dream last night that woke me up at 5:30 in the morning.  That really sucked!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it's already Friday here.  I continue to sit and do my translations like a good lil worker.  But my eyes keep crossing and my brain is dead by midday.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate that just about every freakin person smokes!  And they smoke everywhere!  I always end up smelling like a yucky ashtray by the end of the day...it's so gross....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..its lunch time...nothing too exciting to report today....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS.  Mr. Llama Rearer....who are you??????  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10515341?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10515341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10515341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10515341' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10470384</id><published>2002-03-06T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T17:24:43.510-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my blogs don't seem to be posting properly again.. &gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still jet-lagged.  i didn't think i would be because i slept so much on the airplane and when i got here it was day so i thought i had gotten my body used to the time here, but i guess not.  i keep waking up all puffy faced.  i'm not sure it it's the jet lag or what.  i better not be gaining any weight cuz i swear i climb like 10 million steps a day.  &gt;.&lt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my coworkers are all very nice and over all the office atmosphere is pretty laid back.  everyone is pretty helpful.  i think people were intimidated with me because they thought they had to speak english....but if you think about that..that's kind of stupid..cuz..HELLO! I'M THE TRANSLATOR!  it's funny cuz i'll be walking down the hallway on my way in to work and all of a sudden someone will ask me something in English.  the other day, this guys was like, so you're from the states?  i'm like..umm...yes.  once again....HELLO! I'M THE TRANSLATOR! hehe ^^  i think he just wanted to speak to me in english.  once in awhile people will do that...ask me questions out of the blue..... walking down the hallway minding my own busines...." do you have a bf?"  hahaha ^^  that was like one of the first questions they asked.  when i told them yes, i do...they're actually said, "you're bf allowed you to come to Korea for such a long time?" ...allowed me?  i'm like...what do you mean...i don't need his permission. they're all like.."woah....damn..ur kind of bossy huh?..."  haha ^^  so yea, i think people are warming up to me a lil bit now that they know i speak Korean too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning on my way to work i walked past 3 puddles of vomit.  how gross it that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't really gone out and about yet, i've just been so tired after work.... i go home and pass out..w/ washing my face or anything.  then i wake up at like 3 or 4 ..take out my contacts and crash again.  i'm giving myself a week to get rested and stuff...i don't want my work to suffer..cuz really, this IS a business trip.  hehe ^^  dat reminds me..i guess i should get back to work now. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10470384?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10470384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10470384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10470384' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10445917</id><published>2002-03-06T03:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T16:31:20.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie..it's 3  days later.. and boy do I have stuff to do.  we had a meeting to talk about the game plan for E3 and my name is attached to every project on the list.  however, no one has given me anything to translate.  they're probably going to dump all this crap on me at the very end... &gt;.&lt;   actually, i was given some stuff today and have been working on that.  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10445917?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10445917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10445917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10445917' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10359123</id><published>2002-03-04T00:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-06T03:45:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg...i'm dying...i'm so damn sleepy...  i'm sitting here in the office and i have absolutley nothing to do...i dont' mind this...it's just that i'm soo damn sleepy!!!  i came into the office @ 9 am just as i was told too and no one really knew who I was.  the person i was to ask for hadn't gotten into the office yet.  so they plunked me down at some random person's desk and i sat there twiddling my thumbs for about an hour.  after awhile people started trickling into the office and eventually there was a meeting..i guess a beginning of the month meeting or something where new employees were introduced.  i was also introduced at this meeting...big whoop.  after the meeting they finally got me a desk and my very own computer...  i found out that our parent company here in korea has 92 employees...72 of which are men...but did i see any cute guys while i was sitting here for a couple of hours twiddling my thumbs?? not one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10359123?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10359123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10359123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_03_03_archive.html#10359123' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10314760</id><published>2002-03-02T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-03-02T17:13:31.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Up until I stepped out of the airport at Inchon, I was still dazed and quite unsure how I felt about being in Korea for 2 1/2 months.  But as soon as I walked out into the crisp, semi- clean air, I started to feel excited. =)   All the memories of the fun times I had when I was here in 99-2000 came rushing back and I was grinning from ear to ear.  Ah yea, back in the motherland...hehe ^^  So I proceeded to push my luggage cart to stand by the curb where my bus was supposed to stop.  So I'm standing there, still smiling, looking around, enjoying the brisk air, when this lil guy asks me what bus I'm taking.  So I tell him, and he proceeds to take my luggage cart and run over my foot!  OUCH!  dammit...not even a sorry.....or an apologetic look...geesh...Welcome to Korea. &gt;.&lt;  My bus finally gets here, I hope on and realize...shit..where's my ticket???  I told the bus driver that it was in my purse and sat down and hurridly dug threw my pockets, backpack, bag, etc.  dammit..no ticket...  wtf???  I remember putting my ticket in my pocket and thinking, "ok..remember it's in the pocket, don't lose it.", cuz i'm notorious for alwasy misplacing things.  I  checked my pocket, no freakin ticket.  SHIT!  I just kind of sat there, hoping the busdriver would forget I didn't give him my ticket stub...hehe ^^  So we get to my stop,  I get out of the bus, he helps me with my luggage, and says, oh, where's your ticket stub.  So I hem and haw...lower my eyes to the ground..and tell him I lost it, but that I can pay him money instead "big sweet smile + blinkblink".  He just tsk tsk's me and says its okay.  Hehe. ^^  Nice bus driver.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first day here, I just kicked it with my cousin.  Had breakfast, went out to get a haircut and do a little eye shopping.Getting ready to go out reminded me of just how casually we dress in America.  I was gonna walk out in my jeans, a shirt and a hooded sweat shirt that zips up in the front.  I take one look at my cousin, go back into my room and change. &gt;.&lt;  We went to Ehwa Women's Univ.  where they have this great out doors shopping place.  Damn..i forgot just how many people come out during the weekend.  Was crazy, but fun. =)  Then my cousin and I went to this lil hole in the wall dduk bok gee place and ate to our heart's content for 2000 won, which equals to less than $2.  hehe ^^  I love Korea. =)  We came back home, kicked it for awile and then she and her bf bought me dinner at Bennigan's.  We ate chicken salad, fajita , and some sandwhich called the Monte Carlo for dinner.  I would've been happy with just some good old kimchee jigae, but oh wells~.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie..breakfast time...will continue laters~    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10314760?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10314760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10314760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10314760' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-10165290</id><published>2002-02-26T18:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-26T18:05:11.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm still trying to recover from this weekend.  i don't even know how many hours of sleep i got...all i know is that it wasn't enuff, that's for sure.  if you want a recap of the events u can go to &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/PeachyGirl417/"&gt;Peachy's&lt;/a&gt; blog and read her "Devil Spawned Weekend From Hell' blog.  for that was also my devil spawned weekend from hell.  so needless to say not much sleep was gotten and guess what...i still haven't packed! &gt;.&lt;   i took the day off yesterday to try and run some errands, but i was not as productive as i had hoped to be.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like this is a really bad time to leave... both my girls are going thru hella stressful stuffs...and here i am off to Korea.  not that this is going to be some wonderful vacation getaway or anything, because i'm sure they'll have me work my butt off when i get there...but still... leaving now, just doesn't seem right.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend has been umm...how can i describe this...not quite a rollerscoaster ....maybe a see saw? ok...a see saw of emotions.  altho i myself, didn't personally experience the events of this weekend, let me tell you, i was right there in the thick of things too.  from anger and frustration, to apprehension and sadness, and pleasant surprise and giddiness.....giddiness? well...maybe not quite giddiness, but...umm..something like that.  hmm..i guess it's all confusing ..it kind of goes along with the continuation of "night at le prive" that i never got around too.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..i have to leave work now so i'll get to that later....   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-10165290?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10165290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/10165290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_24_archive.html#10165290' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9942416</id><published>2002-02-20T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T17:06:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okie....my bloggy is working now...phew~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm drinking boba for lunch....=) Today's flavor is mango.  I likes.  Thanks Ivan for my daily boba fix. =)  I think I may be running up a bery big tab. ^^  I'll get u something nice from Korea.  Maybe...a WIFEY! hehe ^^ *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this past weekend was a night mare.  I had that stupid article i needed to translate looming over me.  I was sooooooooooooo hating life!  It was so much more difficult to translate than I had thought.  So I ask my dad for some help and he's like...what the......this is crap!  So I felt a bit better.  But still, I had only 30 minutes of sleep on Sunday night because I had to have it done by Monday.  So Monday night, I pass out as soon as I get home and wake up at 10:45 Tuesday morning.  I was really out of it...so much so that I couldn't remember what day of the week it was.  Then it hit me...OH SHIT!  I was so late to work.  I got to work at approximately 12:15.  However, the boss left for the day around 1... hmmm...... when the boss is away..the workers will play..hehe ^^  Actually, I had more translation stuff to do, so I took off early to "work @ home". =)  and work i did..... *winkwink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jin, James and I met up and decided to eat dinner and catch a flick.  I don't know why, but I've been really itchin' to see "I am Sam".  The little girl in the movies is so cute!  Alas, the movie was not up to par......if you want to see it, wait for it to go to video.  The story is endearing and yes I started bawling 10 minutes into the movie...but I'm just a sap @ heart.  It's a definate rental... -.-;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, the most fun part of the night was kickin it with Jin and James at Breakzone...the poolhall we went to.  I really suck at pool.  So Jin and James..mostly Jin was trying to give me pointes.  The first game started out okay, actually.  I got some balls in the pockets...then I got the bright idea to try and break...hehehe ^^  The last time I attempted to do this, the stick flew out of my hands and I basically did a face plant into the table.  &gt;.&lt;  Was NOT a good experience, to say the least.  So this time, I didn't want to make such a huge arse of myself.  So I ask James to give me specific pointers.  He just kept telling me about using my hip action ...when I'm going in and out .. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;Damn James...what the heck were u talking about ??? hehehe =P&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9942416?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9942416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9942416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9942416' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9933192</id><published>2002-02-20T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T12:40:37.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeeeeeeeird!! ...why is my most not showing.....!!! this thing is not updating in a timely manner...hehe ^^  okie..one more time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9933192?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9933192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9933192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9933192' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9933168</id><published>2002-02-20T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T12:39:45.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>testing testing....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9933168?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9933168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9933168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9933168' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9837351</id><published>2002-02-17T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-20T12:39:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiya..i think i'm going blind from sitting in from of this damn computer.....my weekend consisted of work, work, and lets see.. hmm..oh yea.. work. &gt;.&lt;  somehow i always seem to manage to get myself in over my head doing stuff.  when will i ever learn to say "no!".  thanks to jin and john for coming down to the office to keep me company.  it really helped alot.  =)  okie...i guess i can sort of start the count down to my date of departure.  i have decided to leave on the 28th so that i have a couple of days to get settled in a bit before going into the office in Korea.  that means there are 11 days left.  that reminds me..i have to book my ticket tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..i know i should be continuing the lil' story i started, but not in the mood now....  i'm sure most of you guys that read this blog already know wut happened... so if and when i do blog it, it'll be for my own "personal" records.   so i can read back and laugh my ass off.... haha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so unmotivated to finish this damn project...  tomorrow its back to work and i didn't even have a damn weekend.... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is strange..this post is not showing up on my webpage..k' gonna try dis uno more time.....&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9837351?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9837351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9837351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_17_archive.html#9837351' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9773504</id><published>2002-02-15T15:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-15T17:01:53.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaha...okie...i'll come out with it...i'm the lampshade girl... for those of you who drop by my blog now and then and have seen Peachy's blog...u will understand the lampshade reference.. of course that HUMUNGOUS bra hanging of the bed might have detracted you from noticing that I was in the picture too...hahaha ^^  it's funny cuz i've been meaning to blog about it, but felt ..a bit self-concious, cuz i knew some new eyes might be taking a peek at my blog...but hey... since ya'll have seen me half nekkid anyway, what have i to hide right? ^^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the beginning of that whole night didn't actually start that night....  hmmm..confusin eh?  well..let me explain... my girlfriends..well one of them has been trying to convince me to "come out of my shell" which for those who have known me awhile know....does not exist... really i am not a quiet introverted girl...i'm actually quite out spoken and head strong (some poeple like to say stubborn)..but ..I guess that's not the kind of shell she's talking about...she thinks that sometimes it's good to go out and live on the edge a bit.  which i'm all up for.  i just would like to walk that edge fully clothed. =P hahaha  anyway, a couple weekends previous to the weekend at Le Prive, we went to this event called JELLO.  a party at a secret location.... ooOooOoo..hahaha basically it was a big party with 2 dance floors held in a a big, empty house.  was alot of fun.. that was the night they talked me into dressing a lil bit outside the usual gina party outfit....so we're at the party, and i'm sitting in my tight black halter top- trying to breathe, make up all done w/ a touch of hoochie, and hair blown out long and straight.  dang, can we say K-Town girl?  haha..so my friends and I are talking about how I should do something daring tonight...throw caution to the wind and just do something...so Peachy suggests I pick out a guy, walk up to him and tell him he's "f*ck'n hot*.  after a couple of swigs of my drink, i had my guy picked out...cept he kept moving around the room and it didn't help that i was starting to see double.. &gt;.&lt;  anyway, as soon as i was able to steady myself and walk..i approached him..tapped him on the shoulder and said,"hi, i just wanted to tell you that i think your f*ck'n hot." and walked away...HAHAHAA was funny..and felt pretty good to do that.  the guy kept walking by me through the course of the night, but didn't seem to have the balls to talk to me... kekeke ^^  so anyway, that was cool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we decide to have another girl's night out and decided to go to Le Prive (a korean club).  got hooked up with a promo table so it wasn't going to be that expensive either.  during the whole week leading up to that weekend,  crystal is trying to talk me into buying this particular top that she and Peachy saw at the mall.  she takes me to the mall and makes me try it on...really, she really made me...followed me into the dressing room and everything...hahaha^^  i try it on and think..umm..no..this will not too...i cannot wear this...but crystal on the other hand is like...ohhhhhhh..it looks good..u have to get it...its cute unnie (korean word for older sister). i'm thinking...waaaaat? cute?? so i take a look at the mirror again..and i'm like..nooooo...i cannot wear this in public, i wear more to bed when i go to sleep at night..but she tells me in this stern, no nonsense voice.."get it unnie".  so i find myself at the register paying for the darn thing.  it was only $10 so i figure oh well, even if i don't wear it it'll be fun to have something like this in my wardrobe....actually i'm really thinking...who's X-mas gift is this going to be next year? hahaha  so i still haven't totally agreed to wearing it...  the week rolls on...works stress hits an all time high...other personal stress hits an all time high..by the time the weekend is here, i'm like...oh screw it..lets just wear the damn thing and go.  that picture was taken while i was running around crystal's apartment trying to get ready...i literally got ready in like 15 minutes...(i know what your thinking...its not like i had a lot to put on.. =P )  so we get to the club and it takes a couple of shots before i decide to take off my coat...i had invited a couple of my coworkers too..so we were drinkin...dancin...just havin an all around blast....we're sitting at our table when...i feel the waiter tap me on the shoulder and pull me to my feet so he can book me to a table..... i look at crystal and she's laughing...he leads me to this table with 3 guys...and plunks me down next to one of them....i look around the table...and i think in my head..okay..so which one is it going to be tonight.....haha ~.-... to be continued.... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9773504?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9773504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9773504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9773504' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9636419</id><published>2002-02-12T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-12T00:17:49.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just got off of the phone with my best friend Love...i miss her soooo much!  she lives in seattle and we don't really get to see eachother that often.  talking to her always makes me feel so much better. she's been married for about a lil over 2 years now.  she and her husband have had their share of hardships and sorrows, but they have managed to remain strong and they are soooooooooooo in love...makes u wanna puke...hehe ^^  i think one of the reasons why they have such a strong relationship with eachother is because of the relationship they both have with God.  we just got through talking about our spiritual experiencse and she' really made me see how much i have neglected my spiritual walk... it's so easy to get caught up in the craziness of life...she's always a good reality check for me. =)  if anyone deserves the best in life, its her.  we've been best friends since the first day of highschool.  we bonded while cowering in fear in a corner of the hallway, cuz a big fight had broken out after school.  she had just arrived on guam from the philippines and this was my first day in public school after many, many years of parochial ed.  we were sooo scared!  we were sooooo.... sweet and innocent back then...hehe ^^  we've both had so much trajedy happen in our lives, i think that kind of forced us to grow up faster than our peers.  she's really had alot of pretty awful things happen in her life, but through it all, i've never really seen her bitter...sure she's been angry, frustrated, scared...but never bitter.  we were talking today about how far we've come in our lives...cuz our 10 year h.s reunion is around the corner &gt;.&lt; ...  we've both come to he conclusion that altho we are not where we thought we would be, we are both pretty content with the people we've grown into.  its so great to catch up with old friends.... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9636419?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9636419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9636419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9636419' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9601722</id><published>2002-02-11T01:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-11T01:30:14.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh i'm hungry....this is what i get for falling asleep at  6 in the evening....totally missed dinner and now it's too late to eat..unless i want to wake up with a moon face!  i wonder if caucasian people ever get the whole moon-face thing, or if it's just an asian person phenomenon.  i had a bit of coffee to wake me up a bit, cuz i have work to do but i think it was a lil bit too strong cuz now the words are dancing around on the screen... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn sucks...everyone kept getting bumped off today..wut's up wid dat???  oh....i found out that u can't use MSN in your name.... just a lil something i learned tonight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went apartment hunting with crystal and it was a big ole' pain in the butt...i swear, some of these ghetto places are so expensive!!  i can't believe people actually pay to live there... crystal was looking at a 2 bed 1 1/2 bath "townhome"...they were asking $1400 a month for it...well we looked and it was okay, so we decided that maybe it would be better to just put down a deposit to hold it while we looked around....well, while doing the paper work, we found out that if she were to get a co-signer, the co-signer would have to have an income of 5 X's the montly rent.  we looked at each other.....5 TIMES?!?!?!?!?!?  that would mean, co-signer's income would have to be at the very least $84,000 a year after taxes...damn! wtf??? for that dump? pfft!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh..i'm really beginning to hate this stupid game translation stuff....it aggrivates me sooooooo much!  i was a bit confused on some of the descriptions so i called my daddy and asked him and he's like..."moya?" (translation: what the....?) "are you sure a real korean speaking person wrote that?" hahahahaha...isn't that sad???  so i guess it's not just me......i am finding absolutely no fulfillment from this job...really it sucks!  and as cool a person as my boss is..i have to say, he has sucky management skills.  tells u to do something and basically leaves it up to you to figure it out... &gt;.&lt;  at least before when our Marketing VP was here I actually enjoyed the working enviroment.  but now that he's gone and the other marketing girl is gone.....i'm telling ya..its pretty depressing in my office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been pretty busy preparing to leave for Korea....i got my visa but my boss hasn't told me the exact date of my departure...so a lil bit of me still doesn't believe that i'm actually going...  gosh..i need to give my room a good cleaning, but..I HATE TO CLEAN!  not liking to clean and being a pack rat ..not a good combo..u should see my room....clothes everywhere...just call me typhoon gina..... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie..this wasn't much of a blog...ill do more laters.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9601722?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9601722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9601722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_10_archive.html#9601722' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9420571</id><published>2002-02-05T17:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-02-05T17:49:02.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okie...it's been a long time since I've blogged... I reread my last blog and ...well...yea it's still hard to talk about things.  Things are a little bit better now, or maybe I'm just more used to the craziness that has been going on inside...  I was thinking the other day about how things don't really seem to get better for me...they just keep going and going on..maybe that's the key, to just try and maintain the strength and sanity to go thru each and everyday...that's life.  Nothing profound there...I'm sure we've all come to that conclusion at one time or another.  Amidst the stress, and heartache every once in awhile the clouds clear and a lil bit of sunshine peaks thru for but a split second ..only a split second, but that split second makes it worth going thru all the crap that we have going on in our lives...  I must admit tho, I've had quite a few split seconds of sunshine peak thru lately... =)  I think that's the only reason I've been able to keep my eyes from crossing every other minute from the ridiculousness of my life.   Those split seconds of sunshine peak thru when a friend calls at 2 am in the morning just to see if I'm okay... or when my IM box lights up and i get the message unnieeeeeeeeeeeee!!!  Even when I have a flash go off in my face cuz a certain someone is taking pictures of me running around half nekkid trying to get ready for a night out on the town with the girls...hehe =)   Those moments are what have kept me going these days...............^^  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9420571?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9420571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9420571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_02_03_archive.html#9420571' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-9154163</id><published>2002-01-29T02:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-29T02:10:42.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had a dream....that i was with my brother..and my sister was there.  i can't quite remember now where we were, dreams have a tendency of getting a bit hazy after awhile.. but i remember that i lost him..  and i couldn't find him anywhere.  i think were at some amusement park or something..i don't know.  it was a wierd feeling... when i lost him and couldn't find him anymore..  i woke up and couldn't quite put a finger on what had happened... i've been trying not to think about it all day.. but it's been popping in and out of my thoughts.  i really miss my brother..  and i feel like.. crying, but i'm afraid too... cuz if i start i might not stop.  especially now, when i have alot of stressful shit going on.  for the first time in my life i am really at a loss... i cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel.. i wish i could just bury my head under sand until everything goes away...but i guess that's not possible..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i dream of my brother especially in times of stress..i don't quite understand why.. but i do..  i really miss him alot..&lt;br /&gt;i thought the hurt was supposed to fade over time, but it hasn't...it's just kind of gotten buried somewhere deep in my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;life shouldn't be this hard yanno?  *sigh* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny, cuz if u don't really ask...u probably would never know anything is really wrong with me... i wonder about myself sometimes, cuz i can sound pretty chipper even tho inside i feel like my whole world is caving in.. i don't even do it on purpose it just happens that way... maybe its my defense mechanism kicking in..  it's hard to really gage my true feelings these days... i wonder if one of these days i'll just break and go crazy.. hmm..probably not tho..the sensible side in me wouldn't allow that to happen.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't really feel like talking about things either.... it's too hard i guess.... which is probably why i'm bloggin this.. i just keep telling myself, things will get better.... it has too right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-9154163?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9154163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/9154163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_01_27_archive.html#9154163' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-8981212</id><published>2002-01-23T14:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-23T14:49:52.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've been sleeping alot lately...i'm not quite sure wut's wrong with me... i am really stressed right now, i wonder if that is the reason why i feel so sleepy all the time.. they say one of the signs of depression is sleeping all the time...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-8981212?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8981212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8981212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_01_20_archive.html#8981212' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-8761020</id><published>2002-01-16T15:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-16T15:09:07.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i broke my weblog again...i think all those dots somehow wacked out the wrap thingee and thats why my blog has lost it's elasticity....do you guys even know what i'm talking about??  hmmm..probably not.... beings as how i don't really know computer terminology i have to in my own gina way try to come up with explanations and descriptions that the average jo schmoe can understand.  hmm...after rereading the explanation i myself dont' know what i'm talking about... so nevermind...all i know is that my blog looks a lil funneee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's very cloudy right now and the sky is spitting.... or as one of my co-workers put it... "who forgot to pay the sun bill?" ..okay that was kind of sullung...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been doing alot of web surfing lately .... i have so much work to do that sometimes i feel the need to take a break before my head explodes into a million bazillion pieces... this need to take a break comes often... more often that my boss would like..but its okay... ignorance is bliss~ (his ignorance is my bliss... haha )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've noticed that there are ALOT of people with their own websites.  some are really fancy shmancy and other's are simple and pretty standard looking, like they probably just used a template..  as i peruse thru these websites i get the sinking feeling that i am falling deeper and deeper behind in my knowledge of technology because most of the fancy shmancy websites are done by kids half my age... no that i'm old or anything.. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as i'm looking at these sites..i'm thinking wow...these people have balls to plaster their face all over the place...  i remember back in the day when i used to chat and just telliing my name was a humungus deal...now people have their life's story all over the net!  i think this whole 15 minutes of fame thing has gone a little awry.  the narcissism in everyone is starting to overfloweth....  so...guess what i did? hehehehe.. i created a lil page of my own... not my own website.  just a lil page with a profile and my picture...kekekeke ^^  just a lil experiment....haha i wonder how long before i bump into someone somewhere and they recognize me because of that lil page of mine....hahahaha ... das my narcissism for the day.    ( -.- ) ( _ _ ) ( -.- )  &lt;---- my korean goodbye bow ~.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-8761020?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8761020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8761020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8761020' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-8706253</id><published>2002-01-14T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-16T14:22:50.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&gt;.&lt; I think I'm definately pmsing.........so people BEWARE!  hmm..I don't know, I've just been feeling a lil' bit pissy....not all the time.  It'll just hit me all of a sudden.  I'm not  quite sure what it is..so I'll just chalk it up to pms...hehe ^^  No wonder guys all blame pms when a girl in their vicinity starts getting all cranky..haha ^^  Even the miniscule of things is starting to BUG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so exhausted this past weekend that I slept all the way thru Sunday.  But b4 I talk about Sunday, let me tell you what happened on Saturday.  I got up early to go to church, because I teach the primary Sabbath class now then went to main service, had lunch, got ocffee with friends, and came home at like 2:30 or 3 p.m.  I was soooo tired that I decided to take a mini-nap and ended up waking up late to go to my Bible Study dinner that my friend Heidi and I were cooking for.  I ran out of the house still half asleep and went to the store to buy some stuff.  I was running around like a mad woman trying to gathering all my things and finally found a line to go pay.  Of course I have to end up standing  behind the slowest-grandma-in-entire-living-breathing-world.  First she decided to pay by check and was starting to write it out..I watched...intently at her hand because I thought maybe I wasn't quite awake yet and was watching her in slow-mo.  She ever-so- carefully .. took ... the ... pen ... cap ... off ... her .... pen ... put .... the ... pen ... to ... paper ... lifted .... the .. pen .... put ... it .. back ... on ... the ... paper ..... ever-so-slowly ................... she ........ started ... to ... move .. her .... pen .... across ... the .. paper ... paused ... looked up at the cashier .... asked for the total ..... started to w..r...i..t..e..stopped decided to pay by card...... instead...opened her purse...pulled out her fat card holder..and proceeded to look thru her 10 million cards One ............by ................one ...............to find her credit card. OH MY GOD somebody shoot me now! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time I'm frantically looking around for a brown paper bag because I can feel myself start to hyperventilate and I feel the world starting to close in on me.... 10 million years later I come to and she has finally paid for her purchase.  I run out of the store and head to my pastor's house.  Luckily everyone is running on Korean time so I am not  too late.  We cooked dinner (a really good linguine w/pesto and salmon that I'll cook for you guys sometime) and everyone eats to food is cominig out of their ears.  So we start to play games.  First we played Taboo, the guys insisted on playing girls against guys.  I don't know why they even bothered....we creamed 'em...heheh =)  Then we played this game called &lt;a href="http://www.abookorgame.com/cgi-bin/unclesgames.storefront/en/product/667792000016?pa=hoc"&gt;Cranium&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a really great party game.  Anyway, my team turn comes.  We have to pick someone to hum a song and the rest of the team guesses what the song is.  So I volunteer and it's "I heard it thru the grapevine" 'cept I only know the chorus.  And if we get this right then we can move up to first place.  So I ummm..accidentally say..."OH SHIT" really loud.  I was so mortified....what a potty mouth I have!  ack! ! ! &gt;.&lt;  My pastor graciously forgave me....and ...well, my team guessed wrong and we  lost.... T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got done cleaning my oven....my hands are so thrashed....  The last time I baked cookies I umm...well...I didn't burn the cookies... I burned some ..other stuff....that was in the lil' compartment under the oven.. I think it's for broiling..but I didn't know that the compartmet was even there and there were some grilling gloves in there..and they..umm...kind of burned...(I thought the cookies smelled a bit odd), but they tasted great! right? kekekeke =P  So anyway I finally got around to cleaning the darned thing and now my hands are all black..&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've blabbed on enuff tonight...  nite nite~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-8706253?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8706253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8706253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_01_13_archive.html#8706253' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-8534481</id><published>2002-01-09T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-01-09T01:05:10.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i've  been convinced to blog.......  i've been so tired lately that my brain is just not working right...... the weeks seems to go by in a blur and so do the weekends... &gt;.&lt; now i am getting really really cranky.....and WHINEY!  as one of my friends said to me once..."you want some cheese with that whine?" hehehe..i thought that was funnny..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the holidays were great...i just wish i had more time to do everything that i had wanted too... it was nice not to have to worry about going into work to deal with deadlines and stupid coworkers...  nice to just lay in bed............................. i think i am definately burned out... cuz its really hard for me to get motivated and i think i am beginning to slack off....  i feel like i'm working but not accomplishing anything...how frustrating!   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went up to the mountains this past weekend..to big bear.  it was really nice to get away and be ...(at the risk of soundy cheesy)..amidst nature.... hehe ^^  the cabin was really cool...it had a loft and alot of nice, comfy, cushy couches.  i think what made it fun was the fact that everyone was willing to just go with the flow and do whatever...there was no bitching and whining about "i don't wanna do this..i don't wanna do that.."  we played good ole fashion korean drinking games and stay up all night telling ghost stories..&gt;.&lt; ...those stories still keep me awake!    everyone went boarding 'cept for me and charles...we went biking.  and let me tell u ..i am extremely proud of myself for making it thru alive... if i hit one more rock and fell one more time i think i would've lost it....altho at some point i think charles did think i lost it... after a bit of swearing..and rock throwing i felt much better...=)  i can proudly show off my battle wounds, as i lovingly refer to them....hehe ..seriously tho..my legs are pretty black and blue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work sucks..but whatelse is new...  stupid idiot coworkers really suck! but once again what else is knew.......i realize that i am very bad at explaining things to stupid people...i just get all frustrated and words get lost in my mouth...*sigh* there should be a law against stupidity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if someone knows how to slow time down a bit..can they let me know how..cuz it's already wednesday tomorrow and i haven't accomplished anything off my to do list this week........  on a side note..my hair is finally growing so i think i can get my blue extension ...yipEEE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..i still havent' finishe the hobbit ....it just sucks...plain boring with a capital B....i've decided to just skip it entirely...i think i better get crackin with the book or else i  will never watch the movie....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jin..girl i haven't talked to u in ages..i hope u are doing well..i still have a bit of the cold..i just can't seem to shake it....=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie..das it for tonight.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-8534481?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8534481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8534481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2002_01_06_archive.html#8534481' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-8236640</id><published>2001-12-28T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-28T21:54:12.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been meaning to blog, but when I tried the site was down....and then when it was up..I didn't really have anything to say........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got to work before 8 am today.  That is a pretty big deal for me.  It helped that there wasn't any traffic.  I was pretty happy about it until I realized I was because I'M THE ONLY DUMBASS GOING TO WORK! &gt;.&lt;  Anwayssssssss...so here I sit at work...I rebooted the servers today, with Ivan's help of course.  And of course the darn thing wasn't wanting to do what it's supposed toooooooooooooooooooo.  So I actually had to go to Verio and physically turn the blasted thing on.  Amazingly Cingular works in there amidst all those servers....wonder of wonders~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew~ servers are finally all back on... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a somewhat quiet Christmas.  Went biking on Christmas Eve with Charles and Tom.  It was soooooooo much fun.  And we stumbled upon an amazing Christmas tree all lit up with decorations and everything just standing there in the middle of nowhere, just waiting to be discovered.  It was truly a "Christmas" moment. =)  Too bad we didn't have a camera with us...*hint hint Tom* hehehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent Christmas day with Jin and her relatives.  Jin, girl your relatives crack me up....your cousins are soooo cute especially...ummm........Chook Bok..walking around like he's the man of the house, chest all puffed out, with that lil' strut of his....hehehe ^^  Hope you like your tea light lamp. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend of mine and he was kind of sad about not having anyone over the holidays yet again.  That got me thinking about my Christmas last year.  When I was sick and broke up with my bf on Christmas night.  hahahaha... that was pretty funny...in hindsight. &gt;.&lt;   At the time it was quite traumatic.  Especially since we broke up AFTER he took my gift....&gt;.&lt;  But, we have remained friends....who'da thunk.?.?  I'm actually quite happy being single now, especially after X (&lt;- censored) number of relationships gone bad this year.  I think my heart is just beginning to repair itself.  Not that I wish I were together with any of my ex's, but to have that many relationships go wrong does take it's toll on a person, ya know?  Right now I am happy strengthening the friendships I have now and trying new things....like....MOUNTAIN BIKING! HEHE =&lt;br /&gt;Something tells me 2002 will be a good year~ *keep your fingers crossed for me 'k?*  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-8236640?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8236640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8236640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_23_archive.html#8236640' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-8094251</id><published>2001-12-20T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-20T23:04:44.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've learned a lot about myself today.  I learned that "I'm not as beautiful and unique as a snowflake" and just because I "stick feathers up my butt I am not a chicken."  HAHAHAHAHAHA LMAO!!!!  Tom, your &lt;a href="http://projectbonk.tripod.com/reviews.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; cracks me up. (See, I did a lil plug for ya.~ hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another long day at work.  I REALLY need to make an effort to leave the office at a decent hour. &gt;.&lt;  I have to watch myself cuz I almost lost it at work.  I hate people who just point fingers when a mistake has been made, but don't try to solve the problem.  That really irritates me.  So when that happened I sort of snapped at my coworkers.  We were having our Christmas event in game and one of the questions asked for the event was written incorrectly.  (It was a question I wrote.)  All they did was say..it was GINA'S question.  Urg!  I just about strangled someone!!  So I ate a peice of chocolate and cooled down.  Chocolate fixes everything...hehe *^^*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie..don't have anything interesting to say....so I'll say nite nite ...   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-8094251?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8094251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8094251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8094251' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-8086448</id><published>2001-12-20T16:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-26T23:39:36.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things that make you go &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.richardhesse.com/slurp.asf"&gt;what the.. ?.? --&gt; omg!  @.@ --&gt; HAHAHALOLOL! ^V^ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-8086448?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8086448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8086448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8086448' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-8039784</id><published>2001-12-18T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-18T23:21:18.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a new favorite t.v show...Philly, its on @ 10p.m. on Tuesdays.  I caught the second half of it and there's a veeery handsome judge on the show....oh, and the show it'self looks pretty interesting. :) hehehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so I started reading the Hobbit, because I was told that I should before I start reading the Lord of the Rings.  My eyes started crossing before I got to the end of the first chapter.  This is not a good sign.  I am going to go back and try to read it again....sigh... am I the only one that thinks the Hobbit is boring????    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-8039784?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8039784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/8039784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#8039784' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7979445</id><published>2001-12-16T21:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-16T21:51:46.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I truly know the meaning of BONK now...&lt;br /&gt;From the dictionary of mountain bike slang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BONK&lt;/b&gt; v. to run out of energy or grow exhausted on a ride. "I bonked so early it was embarrassing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well today was my first official day of training.  I woke up fairly early for a Sunday (at 9am)...and then went back to sleep....I did one of those "5 more minutes" - hit the snooze button.  But the 5 minutes turned into an hour..=(  Oh well, I finally got up, got dressed, ate a bowl of cereal, and hopped into my car.  I got a bottle of water on the way and by the time I got to Charles's house..I REALLY needed to go... if you know what I mean. hehe^^ I got there at 12:30 and we were off at 1pm.  I hopped on my bike and all of a sudden it all came back to me....the pain.... What pain you ask?  Well, I'm not exactly sure why, but bike seats are one of the most uncomfortable things to sit on.  You'd think someone would come up with a much more comfortable design or something ,sheesh!  But after a bit of shifting around I was semi- comfortable.  I was feeling a bit nervous because not only has it been awhile since the last time we went biking, I hadn't worked out for the past two months.  I was trying to take it slow...trying to pace myself, but apparently my body doesn't know the meaning of taking it slow....= /  The first part of the trail was okay, I was making it uphill alright and really enjoying the downhill parts, even tho the ruts from the rain made it a bit scary, I just love the rush of riding downhill. =)  However, I have this nack for riding straight into things I want to avoid..like..ruts...sand...bushes...you name it, if i try to avoid it, I ride right into it.  Charles and Tom tell me NOT to look in the direction I don't want to go, but I"m thinking, how the heck am I supposed to avoid it if  I don't look at it?? o.O sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I started feeling a bit quesy and shaky but I continued on..I stopped and rested a bit, but by the time we reached the second big hill...I had BONK written all over my face...I just couldn't go on.  I got off my bike and sort of draped my body across my bike and leaned my forehead on my bike seat...I just had to sit down.  I felt so discouraged as I sat there and watched 2 maybe 3 old, gray haired men, just about float up the hill.  &gt;.&lt;  I wanted to continue but as soon as I stood up, my legs felt all shaky and the world kind of went out of focus.  I thought, okay, this can't be good.  I think Charles realized how badly I felt, because we turned around and went back to his house.  So that is how my first day of riding went.  &gt;.&lt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7979445?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7979445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7979445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#7979445' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7965846</id><published>2001-12-16T00:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-16T00:58:58.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been listening to his Korean song by g.o.d called "gil" or "road" in English.  It has a good mellow beat to it so I don't get sick of listening to it.  I listened to it all day at work yesterday too.  The song is about the path we take in life...why we walk down the path that we walk..is this really the path we should be on.....what is my dream..if I follow this path will I realize my dream...if I realized my dream will i be happy...what makes me happy...thats the jist of the song.  I guess this song expresses how I feel right now at this point in my life.  Funny tho, cuz  I was stressing about what it is thta I want to do...and even tho  I haven't come to a firm decision, I dont' feel so stressed out about it.  I'm not sure what it is that has changed..I don't think anything profound has happened to me that has made me change my perspective on my life.  I guess I'll have to think about it some more..or maybe not think about it and just accept it and be happy..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...gotta go sleep..gonna go ride my new mountain bike tomorrow...hehe ^^ yipeeEEEeeeee~!~!~!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7965846?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7965846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7965846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_16_archive.html#7965846' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7959848</id><published>2001-12-15T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-15T17:24:32.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> hahaha..okie okie..here it is.. Go see &lt;a href="http://www.rupaul.com/weblog.shtml"&gt;Rupaul's weblog.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7959848?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7959848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7959848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7959848' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7920494</id><published>2001-12-14T00:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-14T00:16:31.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness...did you guys know that rupaul has a weblog too????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7920494?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7920494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7920494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7920494' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7919871</id><published>2001-12-13T23:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-13T23:34:41.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm so full....I just came back after eating soon doo boo (spicy tofu stew, for you non-Koreans).  My friend commented on how much happier I seem.  I think it's because I have less work stress...not necesarrily less work, I think I'm just handling my stress better.  I feel alot better these days.  I find myself smiling more and laughing more.  *^^*  I think after feeling so tired and depressed all the time, my brain just got tired of it and decided to loosen up.  Brrrrrrrrrrr..it's chilly tonight... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my bike yesterday....I really like it!!! It's..umm...preeeeeeeeetteeeeeeeeeeey! LOL... I can't wait to go ride this weekend.  Now I have to go get some cool looking bike shorts...if that even exists.  hehe ^^  I've never really gotten into a sport like this before.  It helps to have supportive friends who are into it and who encourage you, I guess.  It's so true that if you have people who believe in you, you can accomplish anything...=)&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7919871?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7919871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7919871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7919871' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7905895</id><published>2001-12-13T13:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-13T13:28:36.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ain't this the truth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who Understands Men?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The nice men are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. The handsome men are not nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The handsome and nice men are gay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice&lt;br /&gt; men, have no money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice&lt;br /&gt; men with money think we are only after their money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  The handsome men without money are after our money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat&lt;br /&gt; heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  The men who think we are beautiful, that are&lt;br /&gt;heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money, are cowards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice&lt;br /&gt;and have some money and thank God are heterosexual,&lt;br /&gt;are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  The men who never make the first move,automatically&lt;br /&gt;lose interest in us when we take the initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW ....WHO IN THE HECK UNDERSTANDS MEN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like a fine wine.  They all start out like&lt;br /&gt;grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep&lt;br /&gt;them in the dark until they mature into something&lt;br /&gt;you'd like to have dinner with......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7905895?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7905895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7905895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7905895' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7872455</id><published>2001-12-12T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-12T11:03:01.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I like this.....&lt;br /&gt;Subject: A  story with a moral:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy rode on the donkey and the old man walked.&lt;br /&gt;As they went along  they passed some people who&lt;br /&gt;remarked it was a shame the old man was walking&lt;br /&gt;and the boy was riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man and boy thought maybe the  critics&lt;br /&gt;were right, so they changed positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, they passed some people that?remarked,&lt;br /&gt;"What a shame, he  makes that little boy&lt;br /&gt;walk."?They then decided they both would walk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon they passed some more people who&lt;br /&gt;thought they were  stupid to walk when they&lt;br /&gt;had a decent donkey to ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, they both rode the donkey. Now they&lt;br /&gt;passed some people that shamed  them by saying&lt;br /&gt;how awful to put such a load on a poor donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy and man said they were probably&lt;br /&gt;right, so they decided to carry  the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;As they crossed the bridge, they lost their&lt;br /&gt;grip on the  animal and he fell into the&lt;br /&gt;river and drowned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try to please everyone, you might as well kiss your ass&lt;br /&gt;good-bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7872455?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7872455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7872455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7872455' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7841587</id><published>2001-12-11T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-11T11:20:21.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No, I am NOT color blind..yes I do realize that the text is "pea green", actually I like to call it "Sea Foam Green". =P  Anywho's, I'm knew to the world of html..so in the immortal words of a-certain-someone-I-won't-name-any-names-or-point-any-fingers-but-who's-name-starts-with-J "just deal" OK? haha ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:: Still under construction ::&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7841587?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7841587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7841587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7841587' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7798966</id><published>2001-12-10T01:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-10T01:49:39.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eeeeeshhh...remind me NOT to watch Korean videos.  Just got back from watching that korean movie, Yup Ki Juk In Geu Nyu...and ...All I have to say is...WHERE IS MY OON MYUNG!!  &lt;br /&gt;Those darn Korean movies....giving us unrealistic views of Korean guys......*hmPh*  .....T.T  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7798966?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7798966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7798966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_09_archive.html#7798966' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7742176</id><published>2001-12-07T17:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-07T17:01:36.313-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friendship is such a wonderful thing.  I know I know..what a corny thing to say.  But it is so absolutely true.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went out dancing with two girlfriends and had so much fun.  It's been awhile since I've had a girls night out.  I've really missed it.  I've searched far and wide for some really nice, down-to-earth, sincere girls here in lala land.  And I've finally found some....sheesh...harder than finding a needle in a haystack!  As many of my friends know, I don't have that many girlfriends.  And altho I love my guy friends to death, having a night out with "the girls" is something I've come to realize I just can't live without! =)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to realize, recently, that I'm a pretty lucky girl.  Yes, I moved here aaaaaaaall the way from Guam, leaving my family and friends behind, to attend university.  Ok, well not my entire family, luckily my sister was here in California with me.  It was exciting and scary at the same time.  I didn't realize how much my family really spoiled me until the day I ran out of clean clothes to wear...hehehe ^^ uhhhh...how do I do the laundry.  I know, pathetic isn't it?  Eighteen years old and had no clue how to work the buttons on a washing machine.  My sister just about had a fit when she found out I didn't know how to wash my own clothes.....(She's always accused me of treating her like my personal slave.)  It sounds alot worse than it really was tho.  So I didn't know how to use a washing machine....doesn't mean I was a spoiled brat.  Really...  My parents immigrated to America, just as many of your parents did, and we had to really scrimp and pinch those pennies to get by sometimes.  Remember that Easy-bake-oven that just about everygirl in the neighborhood had?? I soooooooo wanted one!  But..alas....we couldn't afford one.....so I made do with making mud pies and pretending to eat 'em...hehehe.. I guess my family went thru the same struggles that many of your families did...anyway....I digress....I was trying to make a point of the personal struggles that I have gone thru...but I don't think I did a great job..hahahaha ^^  Anyway, what I was trying to say is that there have been times that I really wanted to give up because of those personal struggles.  But, as difficult as life seemed sometimes, God always placed someone in my life, a friend, to help me thru what ever it was I was going thru.  I remember in college, feeling really disgusted, yet jealous with the Korean kids in my college.  They were all sons and daughters of doctors, dentist, lawyers, etc.  So they drove around in their fancy shmancy cars...You would've thought I went to USC..hehehe ^^  I used to think, gosh, if only I could be as rich as they are...then I wouldn't have to struggle with paying for school and rent and food and books and ....the list goes on and on.....  But now I realize, that I am MUCH richer than they are, because I have such good friends that are there to pick me up when I fall down, encourage me when I am discouraged, and kick me in the butt when I need a good butt kicking.  wow...does this mean I am finally maturing????  ....... (the new found maturity..hmmm..could this be why I kept getting booked to tables with ahjussis last night??? .....aish......-.-;;;;;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok....this is my corny, mushy post for the day...^^     &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7742176?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7742176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7742176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_02_archive.html#7742176' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7741314</id><published>2001-12-07T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-07T16:20:07.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Trouble is a part of your life, and if you don't share it, you don't give the person who loves you a chance to love you enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dinah Shore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend sent me that quote and I really liked it, so I thought I would share it with you guys. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7741314?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7741314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7741314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_02_archive.html#7741314' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7687290</id><published>2001-12-05T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-05T21:10:19.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahhh..another day is over and done with... and I am still at work...but oh well...that's life.  I was reading someone's journal on the web the other day (on Oprah's homepage).  The person talked about how depression is usually a good indicator that some kind of change is needed in your life.  I've been thinking alot about that...what do you guys think??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off on another tangent.....&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I locked myself out of my house yesterday.  I'm sure that the story will eventually leak out to EVERYONE...Gina had another blonde moment.....what a surprise, huh? =P  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, attitude makes a big difference on how your day goes.  Nothing particularly great happened today, but I feel pretty good.  I think it's because I have decided to blow off all th stupid problems that come up at work.  I have just come to accept that the world is just full and I mean FULL of stupid people.  I can't do anything about it.  And I'm not just talking about your day-to-day average moron.  Even friends can be really stupid sometimes.  I have a tendency to take things really personally.  Which is why it seems like I tend to stress out a little bit too much over issues that may arise.  (Some people, think I over analyze things ....I"m not naming any names, but you know who you are...=P )  I only do that with issues and people who are very important to me.  Everyone is always saying, hey just go with the flow...what ever happens happens....but you know..I don't necessarily think that is a good thing.  I like to take notice of things.  Why not?  Why just blow things off?  Stopping to take notice of things makes you really see...OPEN YOUR EYES....life has a tendency to just silently pass you by unless you do STOP and take notice.  So today I made a conscious effort to stop and take notice.....and I think it made a difference in how I felt about the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..one last thing ......GUYS SUCK!!! THEY REALLY, REALLY DO!!  I'll expand on that laters...hehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7687290?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7687290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7687290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_02_archive.html#7687290' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7621569</id><published>2001-12-03T19:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-03T19:04:06.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is it that when I am away from my computer there are so many things I want to blog about, but the minute I sit down and place my fingers on my keyboard, my mind draws a blank.  Maybe it's a little bit like performance anxiety..hehehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cool to see that my friends are starting blogs of their own.  Gives me a chance to get a deeper look inside their minds... now now Charles, don't get scared...hehe ^^  Of course now I also feel a lil' bit of pressure to make my blogs as interesting as I possibly can...and right now..my creative well has all but dried up...*sigh*  Maybe I'll be hit with inspiration later on tonight...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7621569?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7621569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7621569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_12_02_archive.html#7621569' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7565571</id><published>2001-12-01T15:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-12-01T15:26:28.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well here I am in SF....AND IT'S SO STORMY ..ACK! &gt;.&lt;  The drive up wasn't too bad at all.  We got up here in 6 hours and that includes two hours of traffic and 2 warnings from the nice police officer..hehehe ^^  Yup, we got pulled over...hahaha =P  There was a highway patrol in front of us going about 100 so we were just innocently following along...(Crystal my speed demon friend was behind the wheel.)  He pulled over got behind us and said something over the loud speaker but we couldn't understand him because the music in the car was kind of loud...hehe -.-;;  Then he pulled in front of us and took off again.  This time, there was a green bug in front of us so we figured as long as we stayed behind the bug we'd be cool.  But the Cop pulled the green bug and us over...that was our second warning..hehehe^^ Was kind of funny....Crystal and Gina, "Oh, we are soooooo sorry *four innocent eyes look up at the police officer ~blinkblink~. Yes, Mr. Police officer we realized the speed limit is 70...oh were we going 91? ~blinkblink~" Mr. Police Officer, "Were you guys racing?" (oing -.? racing with a green volkswagon beetle??.puahahahaha..OKAY! riiiii~iite!) C &amp; G, "Racing sir? umm..no." MPO, "I am on duty monitoring the traiffic on this freeway, I have to go faster than the speed limit or else I will hold up traffic (gina thinks....ok..yea..sure ..WHATEVER!!)  but says, "Ooooooh, ok MPO I see." C &amp; G, "*blinkblink* Yes sir, we will slow down. We are soooooo sorry!" MPO, " Well, this is your second warning, slow down." C &amp; G, "oh of course, yes, we will, thank you~*big sweet smile*" ...hahahaha... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7565571?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7565571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7565571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_25_archive.html#7565571' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7518150</id><published>2001-11-29T18:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-29T18:59:00.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm starting to slack on my daily blogs...not surprising because I haven't been feeling very productive about anything lately...BUT THAT WILL ALL CHANGE!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am beginning to hate my job.  I guess everyone goes through stages of apathy with their job.  I'm just not used to it.  I'm usually pretty satisfied with my job even if I do bitch and moan about it.  But this job..I don't know..sitting in front of the computer in my gray cubicle ..well..lets just say, it leaves alot to be desired...&gt;.&lt;  hehehe..I really like that face...I also like this face  -.&amp;.  hehehehe..can anyone guess what it is?  I saw it on the Korean website I've been reading lately.  There is a movie in Korea that is really popular called Yupki Juk In Geu Nyu (of course phonetically written in english).  Translated it means Bizarre Girl.  The movie is based on a true story about a guy and how one night he meets this girl on the subway.  He kept a monthly log of all the events that occurred and it became so popular he got a movie deal out of it.  (Gives me ideas...-.-;;)  It's written in such a funny, clever way.  I think I am finally beginning to really appreciate the Korean language.  The way he writes and the faces he comes up with...cracks me up.  Like  -.&amp;  is supposed to be the face of an intoxicated guy waking up from his haze of drunkeness. hee hee ^^  For those of you who can read Korean, read all about &lt;a href="http://www.kyunwoo.net"&gt;Kyun Woo&lt;/a&gt; and his adventures with his Yupki Juk In Geu Nyu on his website.   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7518150?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7518150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7518150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_25_archive.html#7518150' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7433187</id><published>2001-11-26T22:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-27T13:02:37.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey Jin! hehehe~ just a personal hello to ya since you're about the only one who reads this thing anyway..=)  Well, Thanksgiving break was nice. I had a good time seeing &lt;br /&gt;old friends and hanging out.  I got in touch with some highschool friends that I hadn't seen in years.  Was cool, but ummm...sort of weird at the same time.  We talked about &lt;br /&gt;our 10 year reunion that's coming up.  Still two years away, but somehow that doesn't seem so far away now.  It also made me rethink where I am in life.  One of my friends is a CPA for DNT and owns a house on Guam.  The other is an engineer and owns the townhouse she lives in.  One is my age and the other is younger.  I guess material possessions aren't the only things that reflect your success, but as I came home to the apt. I share with my aunt, somehow I felt..hmm...what have do I have to show for myself?  hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the rest of the time I had lots of fun.  You know, I must say, I really have a great group of friends. It's kind of cool, because everyone is really different in some ways, but we all manage to get along and have a great time hanging out.  Finally watched a movie on Friday. Jin, John, Charles, Tom, James, Crystal, and a bunch of lil jashik's (kekeke) went to the block to watch the movie.  Tom finally got up the nerve to get on the trampoline, after much persuasion (loved the dumbass comment Jin, you go with the peer pressure! hahaha).  Loved that harness look Tom! kekeke =P  I was trying to get some rest this weekend, but just couldn't pass up the opportunity to go out. hehehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still haven't gotten my dancing fix.  My feet are still itchin~ (hint hint..somebody...anybody...pleeeeeaase....take the HINT!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............ack..got a phone call...can't talk and blog at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7433187?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7433187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7433187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_25_archive.html#7433187' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7206080</id><published>2001-11-17T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-17T19:07:00.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh...hehehe..almost forgot...try &lt;a href="http://www.zone.msn.com/bejeweled/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7206080?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7206080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7206080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7206080' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7205755</id><published>2001-11-17T18:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-17T18:48:39.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ack...got up at 4:30 p.m.  &lt;br /&gt;I must have been really exhausted...&lt;br /&gt;I hate that the days get dark so early, makes me feel most unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am having the holday blues...&lt;br /&gt;I really miss my parents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong with me these days.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't feel motivated to do ANYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;When friends call to do something, I either don't go out or have to force myself&lt;br /&gt;to... WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Do I have the holiday blues?  Ack..gotta stop listening to Korean songs..they're &lt;br /&gt;depressing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7205755?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7205755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7205755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7205755' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7166384</id><published>2001-11-16T00:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-16T00:48:58.920-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can't see my page..=( &lt;br /&gt;I swear..first the bloggerbot ignores me..&lt;br /&gt;Now I can't even see my page....grrr...&lt;br /&gt;its a conspiracy i say!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7166384?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7166384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7166384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7166384' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7151990</id><published>2001-11-15T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-15T13:02:30.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wutsatoki you ask? It's a rabbit...I don't quite remember&lt;br /&gt;how that lil nickname stuck, but now ..for me anyway,&lt;br /&gt;when I see Toki or hear someone say toki, I think...&lt;br /&gt;are they talking about me???? hehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realized...I do not bump into the partitions&lt;br /&gt;that separate our cubicles..YAY~ for Gina!~!~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7151990?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7151990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7151990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7151990' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7131488</id><published>2001-11-14T18:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-14T18:16:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahaha....inside joke with myself... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7131488?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7131488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7131488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7131488' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7109023</id><published>2001-11-13T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-13T22:20:26.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!!! I FINALLY got the darn thing to work!!!  Thanks TOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Your right Jin, wasn't my blog that was broken..was me...keke ^^&lt;br /&gt;oh well, ya live and learn...I guess~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about lack of hand to eye coordination...was playing around with &lt;a href="http://www.evolver.co.uk/wayofthestick.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; for a while this afternoon and I suck!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever wonder what people are saying about you behind your back??&lt;br /&gt;Lookee &lt;a href="http://users.snip.net/~cbravo/v2/fun.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; ... hehehe ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie..okie..I'll stop with the links...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I"m watching the Michael Jackson special and I can't figure out what 30th anniversary it is....&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize he was still making albums.....::where have I been??::&lt;br /&gt;I guess a better question is...WHY is he still making albums??? &lt;br /&gt;And who the heck designs his outfits anyway???? ::inside joke:: (puahahahahaha!!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where Michael Jackson would be today if he had never invented the moon walk.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff of that... nite nite folks~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7109023?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7109023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7109023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7109023' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7108486</id><published>2001-11-13T21:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-14T11:11:47.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poke me once and I'll kindly ignore you...&lt;br /&gt;Poke me twice and I might give you a dirty look...&lt;br /&gt;Poke me three times and I may say a few words...&lt;br /&gt;Continue to &lt;a href="http://www.platinumgrit.com/poke.html"&gt;poke&lt;/a&gt; me...&lt;br /&gt;Yea...that's what you get...so..&lt;br /&gt;Don't poke me!~!~!   &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7108486?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7108486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7108486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7108486' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7108107</id><published>2001-11-13T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-13T21:18:47.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>=( my blog is broken......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7108107?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7108107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7108107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7108107' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7108014</id><published>2001-11-13T21:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-13T21:14:21.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.platinumgrit.com/poke.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  grrr...this better work..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7108014?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7108014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7108014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7108014' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7097860</id><published>2001-11-13T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-13T21:08:39.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>darned linky thing doesn't work....grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7097860?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7097860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7097860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7097860' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7097222</id><published>2001-11-13T13:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-13T13:58:06.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.platinumgrit.com/poke.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7097222?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7097222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7097222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7097222' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7093273</id><published>2001-11-13T10:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-13T10:51:58.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok..I've been at work for a lil' over half an hour and I already want to go home...&lt;br /&gt;Not a good sign. &lt;br /&gt;Most people, ok, well, most guys, would love to have the job I have...working for an internet gaming company..&lt;br /&gt;I guess I shouldn't give specifics...for fear of...no..not getting fired..but being found out by the pea-brained gamers who play our game....&lt;br /&gt;I have never been so disgusted with the human race....sometimes when I read our player board....I remember a comment made by a magazine writer about ..I think it was..Julia Roberts..but I'm not sure...anywho's..the comment was.."Lassie has more intelligence in her eyes..."  I swear, the human brain is so wasted on some people out there... Somebody needs to come up with a user's manual...cuz..SOME PEOPLE JUST DON'T KNOW HOW TO USE THEIR BRAIN...AAHHHH!!! (just a lil fyi: you will be hearing me rant and rant about our players in the future..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I do exactly....no I don't play games all day...I don't even play our game...hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much into video games, online games, etc.  I think the last game I really got into was Tetris Attack..whatever happened to that game anyway....&lt;br /&gt;But my boss doesn't know this...as far as he's concerned...I live, breathe, eat, dream, games all day.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty sure by now he's clued in on my lack of game knowledge..expecially since I've logged a total of 5 hours and 41 minutes on my game account since I started working here..hahahaha!  oh well...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darn...guess I should get back to work....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7093273?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7093273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7093273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7093273' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7092406</id><published>2001-11-13T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-13T10:14:14.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ugh..woke up this morning feeling like crap...&lt;br /&gt;Woke up twice in the middle of the night from this screaming shoulder pain...&lt;br /&gt;Had a dream about 2 ex- boyfriends...wft????&lt;br /&gt;Almost burned myself with my curling iron this morning...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..does this mean I'm gonna have a bad day?.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7092406?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7092406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7092406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_11_archive.html#7092406' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-7001299</id><published>2001-11-09T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-09T14:37:07.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my god... &lt;br /&gt;My shoulder is KILLING me! &lt;br /&gt;I took some Vicoden...didn't do jack...&lt;br /&gt;Is there no end to the pain...........help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-7001299?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7001299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/7001299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_04_archive.html#7001299' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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-3202596.post-6978594</id><published>2001-11-08T16:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2001-11-08T16:53:23.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My very first blog...brings tears to your eyes doesn't it ? hehehe *^^*&lt;br /&gt;If it doesn't...it should!  Who'd a thought, I , me, Gina Kim, Ms. AH! I accidentally deleted the whole file..AGAIN!, would create my very own blog.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Jin, you are my inspiration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3202596-6978594?l=wutsatoki.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/6978594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3202596/posts/default/6978594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wutsatoki.blogspot.com/2001_11_04_archive.html#6978594' title=''/><author><name>toki</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11280137380597247010</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>
