﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>jyasdf's Xanga</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/</link><description>Latest Xanga weblog from jyasdf</description><language>zh-tw</language><ttl>60</ttl><image><title>The Weblog Community</title><url>http://s.xanga.com/images/xangalogobutton.gif</url><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/</link></image><item><title>Monday, November 09, 2009</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/716148715/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/716148715/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 07:17:42 GMT</pubDate><description>"maybe it's the way that the stars are aligned&lt;br /&gt;that's making me feel this way tonight"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live for the rare moments when everything feels right.  they are usually seconds, at most minutes long, but when they happen, they are worth the many thousands of minutes in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"maybe it's the words you left unsaid&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the stardust in my head"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's in those moments that i get it.  then i can go on waiting for the next moment, whenever it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life is short / love is sweet&lt;br /&gt;ain't no time like this time, baby"</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/716148715/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Monday, July 13, 2009</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/707071055/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/707071055/item/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Jul 2009 00:39:06 GMT</pubDate><description>so i went to the american idol concert on friday in sacramento (for free!&amp;nbsp; thanks twitter contest!).&amp;nbsp; it's amazing how getting something for free makes it that much better.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;the most memorable part, i'd have to say, is waiting outside their trailer to try to get some autographs.&amp;nbsp; to be fair it was @jofum's idea oops this isn't twitter is it.&amp;nbsp; anyway we waited outside for like...an hour, but hey we collected 5 autographs and lil said she loved me after i yelled "i love you lil!" at her.&amp;nbsp; i feel semi-bad for lying and saying that, because it's not so much love as like...mild appreciation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway i figured i'd chronicle this little adventure in my xanga, see as how i haven't updated since february...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/707071055/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, February 20, 2009</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/693352182/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/693352182/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2009 20:33:24 GMT</pubDate><description>My mom is genius.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I called her and asked her when my doctor's appointment is this weekend, and she said she'd call the doctor for me and let me know.&amp;nbsp; Then this series of text messages (my mom texts!! wtf!) followed between us.&amp;nbsp; Notice the hip abbreviations.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mom: Sat 10:30 am so r u coming back tonite?&lt;br&gt;Me: yeah i am. 10:30?? so early.&lt;br&gt;Mom: U made it&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Perhaps this is funny only to me.&amp;nbsp; Oh well.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/693352182/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, February 04, 2009</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/691601438/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/691601438/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Feb 2009 18:19:26 GMT</pubDate><description>I think this deserves a xanga entry, because I would like to remember today as the day I fucked up hard-boiling an egg.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This is up there with burning Will's pot in terms of culinary disastrousness.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I even read up instructions on how to boil an egg, so I knew to soak the egg in room temperature water so it doesn't crack and leak all over when it gets suddenly heated.&amp;nbsp; I guess I didn't soak it for long enough.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;When the water started boiling the egg started cracking, and its contents started spilling out, so I turned it off.&amp;nbsp; Obviously it wasn't done yet, so I peeled it and popped it in the microwave, hoping that it won't pop if I only microwave it for a few seconds.&amp;nbsp; Just as I heard the "ding" when the time was up, and was about to open the microwave door, I also heard a "pop".&amp;nbsp; It wasn't a muffled gunshot, but it was just as bad.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I ate the rest of the egg up anyway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/691601438/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Thursday, December 18, 2008</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/686277601/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/686277601/item/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Dec 2008 23:54:28 GMT</pubDate><description>phantom was so good!&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/686277601/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, February 06, 2008</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/641130379/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/641130379/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 Feb 2008 06:46:24 GMT</pubDate><description>ilu nada surf.&amp;nbsp; that was probably the best show i've seen ever.&amp;nbsp; i almost cried when you played "killian's red".&amp;nbsp; you made me appreciate being alive.&amp;nbsp; i don't mind waiting in the rain for half an hour to see you play 1+ hour.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;ihu initial d (the live-action movie).&amp;nbsp; that was probably the worst movie i've seen ever.&amp;nbsp; i almost cried when jay chou tried to speak cantonese.&amp;nbsp; you made me want to kill myself.&amp;nbsp; i'd love to have those 2 hours back please.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/641130379/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, December 19, 2007</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/632956364/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/632956364/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 01:19:17 GMT</pubDate><description>"
Stand on up&lt;br&gt;
everyone you kill&lt;br&gt;
we've got to stare on out&lt;br&gt;
Don't get sucked in for a second&lt;br&gt;
Robots might say your name&lt;br&gt;
They only light the stage&lt;br&gt;
Nothing there to prove"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I haven't felt this poorly about my own character for a long time now.&amp;nbsp; For some reason, I've been pretty irritable recently.&amp;nbsp; My guess is it's a combination of various stresses, things building up, and menopause.&amp;nbsp; Minus the menopause, maybe.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will now seek to remedy that.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will take time out of my day to just be quiet and alone, and to destress (whatever that means).&amp;nbsp; I will do things that are meaningful and that better me as a person.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully, this will help alleviate some of the stresses that come with the working world.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will also not let things build up anymore.&amp;nbsp; And if they do anyway, then I need to accept that it's my own fault.&amp;nbsp; Expecting other people to change even if I don't tell them they should would just be passive aggressive.&amp;nbsp; I am an adult now, and there is no room for passive aggressivism (is that a word?&amp;nbsp; who the fuck knows).&amp;nbsp; My happiness is to be determined by me and me alone.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;As for the menopause....well, there's gotta be a pill for that, right?&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/632956364/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Friday, November 30, 2007</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/629760895/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/629760895/item/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 07:32:47 GMT</pubDate><description>I feel like there are so many sources of stress in my life.&amp;nbsp; Perhaps they're not so much external as internal.</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/629760895/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Saturday, October 27, 2007</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/623717646/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/623717646/item/</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Oct 2007 10:02:05 GMT</pubDate><description>I haven't had the urge to post on xanga for a while.&amp;nbsp; I think it's because that between work, the rock-climbing gym, and hanging out with people, I've somehow left out time for myself.&amp;nbsp; I guess that's just part of living in a house.&amp;nbsp; The good part is that when you come home, there's always someone home.&amp;nbsp; On the other hand, when you come home, there's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always &lt;/span&gt;someone home.&amp;nbsp; It's a double edged sword.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No biggie, I'll just have to make time for myself.&amp;nbsp; That is my resolution - always take the time to just stop and be with myself.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/623717646/item/#firstcomment</comments></item><item><title>Wednesday, September 26, 2007</title><link>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/618045625/item/</link><guid>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/618045625/item/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 23:33:24 GMT</pubDate><description>"
So, don't you worry who you're kissin on at midnight&lt;br&gt;
The way I see it I've got you and I both covered&lt;br&gt;
The world's to bed and you and I instead&lt;br&gt;
Will secretly enjoy our time"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sometimes I get this inexplicable confidence that lets me think that I can do whatever/get whoever I damn well want.&amp;nbsp; But of course, this feeling is fleeting, and I realize that I merely have an active imagination.&amp;nbsp; My goal is to have that confidence all the time, and back it up with that fact that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can&lt;/span&gt; do whatever/get whoever I want.&lt;br&gt;</description><comments>http://jyasdf.xanga.com/618045625/item/#firstcomment</comments></item></channel></rss>