<?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-5593788</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:06:25.295-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rihannsu</title><subtitle type='html'>Rihannsu</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5593788.post-108066331269128257</id><published>2004-03-30T11:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-03-30T11:35:44.996-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bah, I’m in CSI lab and there is nothing to do…well there is a lot to do…too bad I already know this crap!  This is utterly boring…so it forces me to post on my blog…Sad?  Yeah yeah…I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life sucks, I have a paper due Thursday, and a presentation due tomorrow and I am like so behind on both of them…its going to be hell tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored…Quizilla entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/T/teffie/1036291701_earasshole.gif" border="0" alt="asshole"&gt;&lt;br&gt;your asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/teffie/quizzes/What%20swear%20word%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What swear word are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat ironic with this next one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://live.quizilla.com/user_images/L/LadyAmber/1079110341_ite_dragon.jpg" border="0" alt="White Dragon"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You are a white dragon, pure and noble, you would&lt;br&gt;help humans if they desprately need you. YOu&lt;br&gt;are kind and wise with a heart of gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/LadyAmber/quizzes/Which%20Dragon%20resides%20in%20your%20soul%3F%20(cool%20pictures!)/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;Which Dragon resides in your soul? (cool pictures!)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T &lt;image src="http://www.stopstart.freeserve.co.uk/smilie/angryfire.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5593788-108066331269128257?l=rihannsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/108066331269128257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/108066331269128257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108066331269128257' title=''/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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-5593788.post-106661473916571733</id><published>2003-10-19T21:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-10-19T21:53:18.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven’t posted here in awhile but I think I should start again since my stress levels in life are reaching a climax…hopefully like in literature it goes down but I have just been so overwhelmed lately I just…need to speak out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, my life has just become so fast paced.  In UCIP I now run an entire division not to mention continue to run aylhr and be XO of the warrior.  I honestly hate being an Email CO, but I promised the crew I would stick it through thick and thin but it has been difficult that past few weeks.  Then there is tide talk, man that has just become a ghost town recently.  The Alabama football team has just been playing awful and those who do come on begin to flame, I have been trying to keep my distance from it the past week or so.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally there is the realm of ‘Real Life’, which has begun to really weigh down on me, first I NEED a Job.  No questions about it, I have to get away from this house.  My sister and my mother spaz out every other day and then my mother continually pesters me about getting one.  Then there is the big reason ‘I NEED MONEY’ yes I am almost broke…well in my wallet anyways and I need to be able to continue to pay for tide talk.  So that the job situation…I might apply to books a million on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School itself has become a major issue, I am not doing well and the big reason is I have quit giving it time.  Yes, I don’t fucking study anymore…I think before long I am going to start having to ignore UCIP a lot more so I can bring my grades up.  While they aren’t F’s or D’s I’m beginning to tip into the low B’s and C’s and that is not what I want nor need to do if I intend on transferring to a nursing program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I have had thoughts about going into the military…yes the dreadful military of the United States!  ::Rolls eyes::  but I did get a call from a few recruiters asking me and I have been considering it heavily.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways as an upodate, life falls short as usual.  I do hope one day to live long enough to retire so I can do nothing the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T&lt;img src=http://www.stopstart.freeserve.co.uk/smilie/whatever.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5593788-106661473916571733?l=rihannsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106661473916571733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106661473916571733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106661473916571733' title=''/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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-5593788.post-106121758701071049</id><published>2003-08-18T10:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-18T10:41:02.190-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just got back from my first class, Introduction to Sociology.   I’m heavily exhausted; I went to sleep at about 10:30 last night and woke up at 5:20 this morning, tonight I’ll probably stay up longer and wake up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up earlier then usual… my mother had gotten up earlier and turned the lights on.  I went about my normal routine, which is to shower…  get dressed, check my email and make sure my sister had woken up.  So I do all that get ready and everything for my nine o’clock class and take my sister to school at about 7:40.  The traffic was a nightmare through the school, what really angered me was this one lady in some geo… got into the wrong turn lane and then sat there waiting for time to get into the other turn lane…  I got so PO’d I finally beeped my horn contently until she moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting home I finished up what I was doing and took out the trash since my father isn’t feeling good, I will probably go wash the dishes soon and clean up the kitchen since my dad can’t for the most part, his legs being so sore.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two more days… yes that’s all there is between adulthood and me… just two days.  I can’t say that I’m not excited, I already got my special services thing I need to register for (AKA: Draft) and I’m pretty much ready to be legal (semi legal anyways).  It’s kind of sad, but I am more excited about the upcoming football season then I am about my own birthday!  But I guess that what it means when they say we ‘Bama fans “Live and Breath Alabama Football” cuz I sure as hell do.  So I’m ready for it to come, should bring more fans to tide-talk anyways, we’re growing at a steady rate there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my father being sick; He’s been sick for several days now, I hoped he would have gone to seen the doctor earlier but he didn’t.  This morning he woke up and he could hardly walk; something wrong with his knew joints or something…  I have a suspicion on what he might have, but I pray that I am wrong.  Hopefully by the end of the day the doctor will find out what is wrong with him and have him treated and well enough to come back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways right now I’m in a pretty somber mood, the day is dim and life generally reeks.  Might post later, take care all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T &lt;img src=http://www.stopstart.freeserve.co.uk/smilie/whatever.gif&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5593788-106121758701071049?l=rihannsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106121758701071049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106121758701071049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106121758701071049' title=''/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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-5593788.post-106039206629509087</id><published>2003-08-08T21:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-08T21:21:06.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am completely in pain, first my foot hurts from where I twisted it playing basketball, but now my whole body aches from playing 3 hours of backyard football.  I mean every time I lift my arm, its like trying to lift 40 pound weights with each hand… two aspirin and several Doans have done little to sooth this pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the plumber came over and fixed out hot water heater, my mom was like a major nut during the whole mess.  She thought it was going to like explode (but I guess since it looked like a cylinder fuel tank she couldn’t tell the difference.)   Anyways she goes ballistic and was like “You were home all day and you didn’t notice?!” well no… I took a shower in the morning and it had heat…  I mean its not like I drink hot water from the tap… how was I supposed to know?  Well today the plumber finally came buy and put us in a new water heater and everything seems to be fine now…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another front, I have been so disenchanted with politics in RSR recently that I have lost my heart for logging, I have to force myself to get a log out.  Currently I am considering drafting a promotional points system so that I can spurn a few people to generate some personal logs and developing their characters (something that is truly lacking ATM).  Hopefully things will settle down and the fun comes back for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, in the RSR one of my best friends recently resigned from one of her posts.  I did say that she had not been very active but I know it wasn’t her fault entirely; she had some issues in the OOC realm not to mention the lack of communication between her and the boss probably frustrated her while she was serving there.  Now that she has resigned a battle for her replacement will commence.  I totally want to stay out but I might have to drag myself in to keep it from turning into a circus.  One of the older members has said he might pull some strings and get a few people removed…  If he removed anyone on my sim I would only feel contempt and anger, hopefully it won’t come to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else, one of my friends in the org recently wrote a response to my feeling about him in my blog.  He says he “does listen” which he probably does, but I never feel like he actually “hears” or understand what me or others are saying.  It’s always “His way” or the “Highway” type of thing.   He also spoke about me wanting recognition; the only recognition that will satisfy me is if the Aylhr wins a Bergen (best sim award).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my mom wants me to attend a Buddhist function with her, which I am considering… but I also have some plans to do with the guys so I’m sort of conflicted.  So it’s either seeing a kewl movie, or sitting Indian style till my ass falls asleep… hmm…  but the food at the function will be great?  I guess I’ll just sleep on this…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another subject…. I’m STARVING!!!  I have not eaten since the sandwich I had this morning before I took my sister to school… I think I’ll go and grab some late night grub in a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll leave you with lyrics from my favorite song of current (“They Paved Paradise” – performed by counting crows) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Adam Duritz]&lt;br /&gt;They paved paradise and put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swingin' hot spot&lt;br /&gt;Don't it always seem to go &lt;br /&gt;That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;They paved paradise and put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Vanessa Carlton]&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, bop bop bop&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, bop bop bop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Adam]&lt;br /&gt;They took all the trees, and put em in a tree museum&lt;br /&gt;And they charged the people a dollar and a half to see them&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no&lt;br /&gt;Don't it always seem to go&lt;br /&gt;That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Vanessa]&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, bop bop bop&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, bop bop bop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Adam]&lt;br /&gt;Hey farmer, farmer, put away your DDT&lt;br /&gt;I don't care about spots on my apples,&lt;br /&gt;Leave me the birds and the bees&lt;br /&gt;Please&lt;br /&gt;Don't it always seem to go&lt;br /&gt;That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;They paved paradise and put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Hey now, they paved paradise to put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Vanessa]&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, bop bop bop&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, bop bop bop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Adam]&lt;br /&gt;Listen, late last night, I heard the screen door slam&lt;br /&gt;And a big yellow taxi took my girl away&lt;br /&gt;Don't it always seem to go&lt;br /&gt;That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;They paved paradise and put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Well, don't it always seem to go&lt;br /&gt;That you don't know what you got 'til it's gone&lt;br /&gt;They paved paradise to put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;They paved paradise and put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;Paved paradise and put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Vanessa]&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, bop bop bop&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, bop bop bop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Adam, Vanessa]&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna give it&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanna give it&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanna giving it all away&lt;br /&gt;Hey, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna give it&lt;br /&gt;I should wanna give it&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna giving it all away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They, paved paradise to put up a parking lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T  &lt;img src=http://www.stopstart.freeserve.co.uk/smilie/wave2.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5593788-106039206629509087?l=rihannsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106039206629509087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106039206629509087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106039206629509087' title=''/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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-5593788.post-106018898751393202</id><published>2003-08-06T12:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-06T12:56:57.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I woke up at like 7 am, to take my sister to school.  She is supposed to be there by 8:05 since that is when her final bell rings, well she spent 45 minutes prettying herself and we got out at like 7:55, luckily the school is near, but the traffic was hell!  I also got sideswiped from an ass who couldn't make up his mind on whether or not he wanted to turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I pick up my sister at 3:30, me and a few of my friends are hoping to go out and do some stuff, see a movie or something before they head off to college for the year.  We also might head down to the base and hit the gym, we're all getting out of shape with the lazy summer attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Job Front...  I plan on trying to get a job down at the new Food Lion, but it has yet to open.  Hopefully it will soon so that i can get a job so my mother stops bitching about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now, I should post later today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T &lt;img src=http://www.stopstart.freeserve.co.uk/smilie/smokin.gif&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5593788-106018898751393202?l=rihannsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106018898751393202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106018898751393202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106018898751393202' title=''/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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-5593788.post-106013729849984123</id><published>2003-08-05T22:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T22:38:09.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I said the the post below would be my last post... but I lied.  I need to air out some thoughts and frustrations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running an Email sim is Difficult as it is, add to that frustration caused by higher ups who never listen.  Today i talked to one of my 'superiors' about an issue I AM VERY concerned about and all I got was the shaft.  This guy is a good person, but I sometimes doubt his sincerity on many issues.  I mean if you were really extremely concerned about something, and you asked someone that should listen and then they blow you off, how would you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought there was a mutual understanding a few days ago, but I don't think he or many others get HOW HARD I actually work to keep the Aylhr going.  I feel like a slave to the minions to be tossed away when the time comes.   I mean, I spent two months building her making her one of the largest damn Sims in the entire org and I get no recognition, I bet if I asked one of my superiors “Hmm what did you think about last weeks logging” they wouldn’t even know what the hell I’m talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I felt like we had finally understood each other and things were on the up, but then the old “Oh, Too bad.” Attitude appeared again and I can’t stand it.   It annoys me to the nth degree, this guy thinks I hate him… which I don’t, but its becoming harder and harder to rationalize with this person, sometimes I get the feeling that if I punched a brick wall I would get further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God save me, I think I’ll have more gray hair then an 80 year old school teacher before long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T &lt;img src=http://www.stopstart.freeserve.co.uk/smilie/angryfire.gif&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5593788-106013729849984123?l=rihannsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106013729849984123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106013729849984123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106013729849984123' title=''/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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-5593788.post-106010292898060592</id><published>2003-08-05T13:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T14:20:38.363-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My last post for today,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate road blocks, especially ones where they change a 2 or 3 lane highway into a 1 lane road!  Coming back from getting my parking tag I ran into one such thing.  I probably sat in my car listening to 101.5 FM for 30 minutes as I waited for the guy to turn the sign from 'stop to 'slow so that I could drive back home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, later today I will have to take the same route to go pick up my sister... now can you imagin all the cars that appear when highschool is over going through that road block?  I can... and I feel its gonna be a B*tch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After careful decision I think i will go to Food Lion tomorrow and ask for a job application... I'll probably wash my car today, so that I can tell my mother that I did something today... so she won't complain "You no do anything!"  But washing my Rav-4 can be a bitch... I mean she's not a huge car, but she is tall so I will have to get the ladder to scrub the higher regions, which is a pain itself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But she is muddy on the bottom, so once its clean she should shine blue once more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=http://www.seattleautoshow.com/images/mod03_toyotarav4.jpg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looks just like mine, except for the missing foot railing on the bottom.  Sweet ride, plus great mileage and cruise control :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently I went onto Jake's web journal and noticed an interesting quiz about "what Ragnarok character would you be?"  Well I found it interesting enough to take it and found the results rather interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://manetheren_members.homestead.com/files/ragnarok/mswords.jpg" border="0" width="324" height="144"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, this IS my last post for today (Really third since the first time thsi didn't post!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T &lt;img src=http://www.stopstart.freeserve.co.uk/smilie/smokin.gif&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5593788-106010292898060592?l=rihannsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106010292898060592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106010292898060592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106010292898060592' title=''/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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-5593788.post-106008639579464377</id><published>2003-08-05T08:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2003-08-05T09:57:05.653-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Today is the first day I have not gone to highschool in what?  12 very long... very tireing years!  Thats amazing, time flies soooooo fast!  Recently I have been busying myself with different things working on different websites and taking care of my UCIP sim (my baby!) but my mother wants me to go search for another job.  Now this is the same mother who suggested while in school I work for one of her asian buddies at this corner fast food stand.  I have to say... that was the worst expierence ever! I mean, can you imagin working for 6 hours in this fast food stand thats just 12ft by 12ft and having to sweep the lot in the hot sun for 2 hours?  Then to go into the stand and get heckled by this asian guy who is half your size and sounds like Kahn from "King of the Hill"!  Horrible job I tell you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god for football!  August 30th Alabama will be playing host of USF at Legion field, I wish I could be there screaming with the fans and having a great time... but I can't so i'll watch it through the old tube.  My bet for this game is +17 Alabama, 20 dollars wager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours i'm going to head down to the local college and get my parking tag (weeee) and then head out to see if I can get a few job applications.  I love looking for a job, its very... annoying.  Luckily my college classes this semester are only on Monday, Wednesday, and Fridays!  Which leaves me tuesdays and thursdays free to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo!  I also have my classes listed.  Lemme tell you the story of getting these classes, because that whole experience was a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Registration is horrible... My advisor is an allied helth lady so i go to the allied health building and go upstairs to the second floor.  When I enter I feel like I am in the emergency room or something.  There are like 60 people lined up in this small hallway some with kids who are constantly crying.  Horrible experience that was.  Finally i get in to see my advisor and she has a difficult time finding out what classes I need to take (We needed to know what classes could transfer from this College in NC to the Alabama University System, so they are going by chapel hill standards for now.  Damn university hasn't emailed me back with a list either!) After we get what i should take, I go and register for classes, English, Chem Western Civ and Calculus.  when I went to register I found out ALL Chemistry classes are closed.  So I go back and have to look over everything again and chose a different course... guess what?  Those were closed also!  After about 40 minutes of looking for replacment classes i finally got Sociology in.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my first Semester will consist of English, Western Civ, Calculus and Introduction into Sociology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I registered for this blog 3 weeks ago and am now getting my first post in!  I am about to go get my parking tag from the college so take care everyone and i'll see about posting tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Take Care&lt;/em&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-T &lt;img src=http://www.stopstart.freeserve.co.uk/smilie/smokin.gif&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5593788-106008639579464377?l=rihannsu.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106008639579464377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5593788/posts/default/106008639579464377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rihannsu.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106008639579464377' title=''/><author><name>Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10259052498317186808</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>
