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    <email>kaptainrad@aol.com</email>
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  <updated>2002-03-19T07:26:25Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:4365</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-03-18T23:31:00</title>
    <published>2002-03-19T07:26:25Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-19T07:26:25Z</updated>
    <content type="html">First of all, to all the assholes who only go to the library during finals week:  Fuck you.  You take up too much space, space that you are all unworthy of since you decide to go for one weekend out of the whole quarter.  Why don't you put in the time like the rest of us.  How many deuces have you dropped on the 8th floor?  If you haven't dropped any, then you don't go to the library often enough during the course of the quarter, hence you shouldn't be allowed to go during finals week.  Curse you, and your family.  Today I studied for two finals.  I grow weary of it...my motivation to do well on any of my finals has been depleted.  I am already to the point where I just don't give a fuck anymore.  I am also running low on food.  This displeases me greatly.  There are three days of finals left.  If I decide to write journal entries for the next three days, espect them to be as shitty and pessimistic as this one.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:4211</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-03-17T01:30:00</title>
    <published>2002-03-17T09:24:48Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-17T09:24:48Z</updated>
    <content type="html">fuck finals. that is all.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:4056</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-03-06T01:41:00</title>
    <published>2002-03-06T09:36:02Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-06T09:36:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">i just had possibly the funniest conversation in a chat room with some sd buddies that are now scattered across california.  God bless them, every one.  After a long shitty day, that was the perfect thing I needed.  Friends are the fucking greatest.   Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.  Now I can sleep.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:3731</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-03-04T01:14:00</title>
    <published>2002-03-04T09:08:17Z</published>
    <updated>2002-03-04T09:08:17Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Lately I have been playing a lot of chess.  My friends and I have started an elite club of chess players, and have aptly named it "Chessmasters."  Don't talk shit.  Chess is cool.  If you don't like it, it's because you suck, and you'll never be able to join Chessmasters. Chessmasters is an exclusive club.   We're like a fraternity except we don't wear abercrombie and we won't rape you at our chess parties.  We even have a chessmasters anthem.  It's a song called "one night in bangkok" by a group called Falco.  It's about an intense chess tournament in Bangkok.  This song is fucking money.  download it, you won't be disappointed.  That is all. I sleep now.</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:3494</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-02-13T18:36:00</title>
    <published>2002-02-14T02:30:21Z</published>
    <updated>2002-02-14T02:30:21Z</updated>
    <lj:music>radiohead--fake plastic trees</lj:music>
    <content type="html">midterms are endless...what the fuck someone throw me a freakin bone dammit.  I hate everything right now,  fuck school, fuck bills, I just want to chill.  I just want to chill. Feel like I'm losing my grip on reality.  fuck fuck fuck FUUUUUUUUUUCK i hate when that happens.  Valentine's day is tomorrow.  Great grand wonderful.  I'm gonna go buy some stock in Hallmark. But for now I gotta study. off to the library, 3rd straight day in a row.  the only good thing about it is the eighth floor which has a pristine bathroom.  Persy porcelain.  It's nice and quiet so it's easy to go insane.  Thank God for portable cd players.  Fuck school, fuck multiple midterms, fuck the quarter system, fuck worthless holidays, fuck macaroni and cheese, fuck the cold wind that freezes your hands when you ride your bike at night, grrrrrrrr.....oh, happy birthday to the Tortoise!  He turned 20 today, he is now old and moldy.  God bless him.  I atleast have some comfort in knowing that he is getting sauced right now, and someday soon, I too will have not a worry in the world and will just merrily binge drink for the life of me.  Tortoise I envy you.  But you envy me as well....envy my youth old man...envy my youth.  Happy birthday, for today is the day when you cracked out of your shell, and crawled into another.  Godspeed.  What the fuck--I just wasted  15 minutes.  Fuck fuck fuuuuuuuuck...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:3254</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-02-01T01:28:00</title>
    <published>2002-02-01T09:21:14Z</published>
    <updated>2002-02-01T09:21:14Z</updated>
    <content type="html">hi</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:2932</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-01-22T00:03:00</title>
    <published>2002-01-22T07:56:13Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-22T07:56:13Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Life is so strange...there are so many possibilities...so many choices you can make and you never know how they're going to turn out.  It gets really confusing.  Sometimes I just don't know what to do...when I know that I want something so badly but it just seems to be out of reach.  I won't be able to have it now, but maybe if I wait I'll be able to later.  The hard part is finding what to do in the meantime.  Sometimes things don't work out, that's the way life goes...people say that things happen for a reason, and sometimes that can be hard to understand.  But you gotta grab your balls and say hoo ha! Bring it on.  That's really all I have to say about that.  Damn...re-reading what I just wrote made me realize I should have said less.   On a more exciting note I saw Blackhawk Down today; one of the best movies I have seen in a long time.  I highly recommend it, but don't sit in the front.  There's so much fast paced action you'll get  a headache sitting that damn close.   I also spent a good portion of my day hand-drawing a map of the Korean peninsula, complete with mountain ranges depicted by upside-down V's.  For the love of God professor Pai, I am a second year college student.  Why must you mock me with the childish antics of a fifth grader.  The damn thing took me like 2 hours to finish.  And with 14 years of schooling under my belt, I figured out I still don't know how to color within the lines.  What a damn shame.   All in all, twas a pretty low key, mellow recovery day.  Now I sleep.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:2694</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-01-20T18:22:00</title>
    <published>2002-01-21T02:14:57Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-21T02:14:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This weekend was sic.  The mass consumption of carbohydrates and beer was the most disgusting display of gluttony I have witnessed or taken part in a very long time.  My soul is filthy....It was good to see my SD homies that got a chance to come up and visit.  Twas a swell time.  I'd write more about it, but i guess you just had to be there. But the highlight of the weekend????&lt;br /&gt;JAROD GOT DRUNK.  GOD BLESS HIM.</content>
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    <title>fil @ 2002-01-18T11:57:00</title>
    <published>2002-01-18T19:50:00Z</published>
    <updated>2002-01-18T19:50:00Z</updated>
    <content type="html">house hunting is a bitch....stay tuned. that's all for now.-----wow, it's been 7 months and that's all i have to say?  sheesh.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:2159</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2001-06-13T12:25:00</title>
    <published>2001-06-13T19:31:55Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-13T19:31:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">it's been fun, kids. have wonderfil summers and love me for who I am, not just for my ethnicity. Toodles...</content>
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  <entry>
    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:1903</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2001-06-12T07:35:00</title>
    <published>2001-06-12T14:43:33Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-12T14:43:33Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It is now 7:30 on tuesday....another all-nighter for this Asian.  Kiera left this morning about an hour ago and several of us saw her off. This saddened me...and it also saddens me that I did not get a chance to say toodles to A.D. or Sean...so I'd like to take this time to say that it has been a lovely year, and in case i don't get to see you off before i bail tomorrow, i still love you, and i'll pay you back next year...i swear. To the ping-pongers who knocked my korean ass all over the table: you have humbled me to shame. I am Asian. I should rule at ping pong. Brandon and matt, I owe you some change. Time to take Aaaaaaaaaaandy to the train station so he can go home. Man, they're dropping like flies...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:1556</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2001-06-12T07:11:00</title>
    <published>2001-06-12T14:19:40Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-12T14:19:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I was correct in my hypothesis that I would be brutally violated by Snadar.  That son of a bitch unleashed hell.  I managed to salvage some dignity despite snadar's efforts (with the aid of jared). The bottom line is that Snadar is a bastard/the source of everything that is wrong with the world.  But the final is done with, and I am still alive....although I have horrible scars from my lower lumbar region down, where I endured Snadar's unmerciful thrusts into my posterior....I am still devilishly handsome and possess a masculine auora about me that Snadar, nor any other non-english speaking professor or TA in the math department will ever have. Here's to a Snadar-less summer...</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:1378</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2001-06-10T20:34:00</title>
    <published>2001-06-11T03:40:57Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-11T03:40:57Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Kiera and Matt are done with school. This makes me green with envy. I have three more days until I can join their ranks. I have done minimal studying. Every distraction has become a welcomed one, be it frisbee, laker game, or hall bbq.  The Snadar final is tomorrow. To prepare for it, I have been doing stretching excercises every morning for the past week, bending over and grabbing my ankles for 1-3 hours. I feel confident that I will be able to endure the thrusts of Snadar and the unholiness he will unleash at 4PM tomorrow.  If I walk like I have something up my ass tomorrow it's because Snadar had a field day with me. Current time: 8:45 pm.....time to stretch.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:1251</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2001-06-09T03:42:00</title>
    <published>2001-06-09T10:48:43Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-09T10:48:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">just finished studying for psyche final....it's going to be a dark day for this Asian. Goodnight.</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:fil:785</id>
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    <title>fil @ 2001-06-07T00:44:00</title>
    <published>2001-06-07T07:50:52Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-07T07:50:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">If you don't already know, I'm sorry to announce that the June 13 battle between Gus and Koi is off. Please refer to my AIM profile for reasons/excuses.</content>
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    <title>fil @ 2001-06-07T00:40:00</title>
    <published>2001-06-07T07:46:09Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-07T07:46:09Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have had some complaints about my first journal entry and how it really didn't say anything. My sincere apologies to anyone who found it disagreeable. So-fucking-rry, assholes! It has been a slow day for this usually action-packed, fast-paced Asian. I have a hunch as to who the two displeased individuals are...I am on to you both...tomorrow, you will wake up with a decapitated horse head in your bed,  or a single bullet in your mailbox...if you sleep in a mailbox...&lt;br /&gt;If you leave now, you can make it to Mexico in four hours. Run, you rat bastards, run. Now I will feed my fish.</content>
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    <title>fil @ 2001-06-06T14:02:00</title>
    <published>2001-06-06T21:08:23Z</published>
    <updated>2001-06-06T21:08:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I got this journal today. This is my first entry. I will now feed my fish.</content>
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