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  <pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 06:02:20 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&apos;m gone, the ground is shaking under &lt;br /&gt;Feels like the world may all come crashing down &lt;br /&gt;Now your words and sorrys have no meaning &lt;br /&gt;Baby, you lied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You turned it on; wasn&apos;t my imagination &lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows that you&apos;ve been running round &lt;br /&gt;So dumb; let you play with my emotions &lt;br /&gt;Baby, you lied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this isn&apos;t love, what did I feel inside? &lt;br /&gt;If this ain&apos;t love, how could you look in my eyes? &lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart is breakin&apos;, not falling this time &lt;br /&gt;This can&apos;t be love, now I know &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re a beautiful lie &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s just a beautiful lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cold; had me wrapped around your finger &lt;br /&gt;Part of a show like a puppet on a string &lt;br /&gt;How could I know I was just another victim &lt;br /&gt;Baby you lied &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this isn&apos;t love, what did I feel inside? &lt;br /&gt;If this ain&apos;t love, how could you look in my eyes? &lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart is breakin&apos;, not falling this time &lt;br /&gt;This can&apos;t be love, now I know &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re a beautiful lie &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s just a beautiful lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can&apos;t stay when I keep falling apart &lt;br /&gt;I won&apos;t be here waiting, lost in the dark &lt;br /&gt;Now I know it&apos;s time to let go &lt;br /&gt;And I won&apos;t take this anymore &lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t wanna be lonely, but I can&apos;t take no more &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re just a heartache, baby &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m out that door &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart is breakin&apos;, not falling this time &lt;br /&gt;This can&apos;t be love now I know &lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re a beautiful lie &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s just a beautiful lie &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause my heart is breakin&apos;, not falling this time &lt;br /&gt;This can&apos;t be love now I know &lt;br /&gt;It&apos;s just a beautiful lie</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 05:50:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I&apos;ve been thinking this entire week if I should apply to UniCorps or not. The biggest issue would be time commitment. Winter quarter will be very hard. Busy season and planning and all that. Maybe I&amp;nbsp;should just stick to being a counselor. Oi. I really want to do more with UniCamp. SIgh. We&apos;ll see.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 15:00:56 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;I feel lucky--I&apos;m still alive post Tuesday afternoon!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 25 Oct 2009 07:16:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Feeling emo again. Argh. -_-</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 05:29:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Song of this summer: Girls on the Dance Floor by Far*East Movement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song of this summer (up at camp): Love Story by Taylor Swift ... with Knock You Down by Keri Hilson ft. Ne-Yo and Kanye as a close second.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 07:41:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I&amp;nbsp;started officially driving to work again this past Monday. The 10 freeway welcomed me back with open arms and with a scene that looked like it came straight out of a movie. At 10 PM, I&amp;nbsp;was traveling eastbound on the fast lane, having already passed Target and Rosemead Blvd. In front of me was a van. In front of that van was a black sedan, possibly a Mazda. I suddenly see that black car turn/swerve to the left, do a complete 360 turn, and slide against the divider straddling the carpool lane. My heart practically stopped. My mind was racing through thoughts of changing lanes to avoid the flying debris without hitting potential cars&amp;nbsp;that were in my blind spot.&amp;nbsp;Seeing all this happen right before my very eyes was quite surreal. The swerving happened in mere seconds. What a welcome indeed.&amp;nbsp;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 23 May 2009 22:31:37 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>so i found i&apos;m allergic to cherries as well... -_-</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 31 Mar 2009 06:14:05 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>my last entry was almost three months ago. i have so much to write, so much i want to record: feelings, thoughts, ideas, aspirations. but the censorship is what stops it first. no real place to put down what i honestly want to write. i try to post happy stuff on xanga, though it&apos;s probably pointless now as most people have switched over to facebook notes. still not comfortable enough to have so many people accessible to thoughts they probably don&apos;t want to read. so that leaves me with LJ...or mostly protected LJ. Yay for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dcon recap: i think its almost a point of mine to make sure, even though the hecticness of busy season, that i make it to cki dcon. i feel dcon was one of those pivotal events in cki that can inspire a person to do amazing things...to want to. you not only feel empowered with the confidence that you can make a difference, but you&apos;re surrounded by 300+ other people who motivate you and in turn, is motivated to do step up; this probably explains the big jump in chair application interest post-dcon. hehe. so, career fair was pretty cool: just like recruiting season, but toned down a whole lot. nice to see old familiar faces. ucla cki still make me happy. luke still cracks me up: final 32! the coolest grandma he knows. awards dinner...totally random outburst from me when jaymie mentioned key to college...and then she referenced my name a bit afterwards. how embarrassing. =p governor dan&apos;s speech and demonstration left me a bit queasy with the whole break an arrow or a metal bar with your throat thing. talent show acts were pretty awesome...ucla&apos;s blew me away. i saw uci practicing their dance outside...and just from the moves, i could tell it was an nsync song from the &quot;no strings attached&quot; album. guen would&apos;ve been proud me of for knowing that. =p dcon dance is still the only place i feel comfortable dancing with ppl...still a &quot;no&quot; to clubbing...totally not the same feeling. the dcon dance is just like a very abbreviated version of DM. closing session still makes me tear up. didn&apos;t feel like everything was completed when i left...like there were still unfinished business somehow. got to know usc&apos;s mandi a bit better...i&apos;ll try to make it a goal to get to know susan, usc&apos;s incoming president. all in all, another good weekend that brought back good memories of past dcons...particularly the past one in WHLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have my wristband on...and its irritating the hell out of my wrist...but i still don&apos;t want to cut it off...</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 23:56:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>How perfect. My 4-book collection set of the Twilight series from B&amp;N arrives right when my hibernation is set to end. How sad that it finally arrives after my intial order placement on Thanksgiving Day. Good thing I&apos;ve already given the entire saga a once-over already.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 03:10:18 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I was watching a Wong Fu music video last night and they played an instrumental track from Zhan Shen Mars in the end credits. That started my searching on Youtube for the 讓我愛你 song and that linked to the 零 song. And just from listening to that song, it brought forth the feelings of depression I felt in my last year of college. All of those emotions, from when I watched that drama series and listened to the OST, brought on by a song or two. That was such a unhealthy quarter. -_-</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 10 Aug 2008 07:55:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>First week of August recap:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8/5 - All Employee Meeting in downtown Long Beach. Caught up with K-cubz at Downtown Disney. =D&lt;br /&gt;8/7 - Almost missed the train on the way home. -_-&lt;br /&gt;8/8 - Opening ceremony at summer Olympics in China! Wowwwww.....so long, yet such great performances, especially the printing presses. Though my family did notice that they slipped in shots of Shanghai (the Bund, Orbital Pearl Tower, etc) with Beijing when they were showing areas of Beijing. Oi.&lt;br /&gt;8/9 - 0809 CAYP Kiwanis informal board meeting. Looks like 0809 will be an interesting year... =p</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 03:47:33 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;What has happened to my taste in music? Haha. This song is pretty good. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~Miley Cyrus - Seven Things~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;I&amp;nbsp;probably shouldn&apos;t say this, but at times I get so scared,&lt;br /&gt;When I think about the previous relationship we&apos;ve shared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome, but we lost it. It&apos;s not possible for me not to care.&lt;br /&gt;Now we&apos;re standing in the rain, but nothing&apos;s ever gonna change until you hear, my dear,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&amp;nbsp;seven things I hate about you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The&amp;nbsp;seven things I hate about you&lt;br /&gt;You&apos;re vain, your games, you&apos;re insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You love me, you like her&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;I don&apos;t know which side to buy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Your friends, they&apos;re jerks&lt;br /&gt;When you act like them, just know it hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wanna be with the one I know&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And the seventh thing I hate the most that you do&lt;br /&gt;You make me love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And compared to all the great things that would take too long to write,&lt;br /&gt;I probably should mention the&amp;nbsp;seven that I like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The&amp;nbsp;seven things I like about you&lt;br /&gt;Your hair, your eyes,&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;your old Levi&apos;s&lt;br /&gt;And when we kiss, I&apos;m hypnotized&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh, you make me cry&lt;br /&gt;But I guess that&apos;s both I&apos;ll have to buy&lt;br /&gt;Your hand in mine&lt;br /&gt;When we&apos;re intertwined, everything&apos;s alright&lt;br /&gt;I want to be with the one I know&lt;br /&gt;And the&amp;nbsp;seventh thing I like the most that you do&lt;br /&gt;You make me love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You do...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 06:23:17 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>A little backstory: sometimes, the more and more I read--novels&amp;nbsp;in particular--the&amp;nbsp;more and more hard it is to distinguish the fine line that separates fiction from reality. Time and time again, this line has been blurred, and I find myself doing a double take to ascertain what is true and what is purely written word.&amp;nbsp;Yet, in the end, I can fairly tell what I have personally experienced from what I had learned vicariously through a multitude of multi-faceted and sometimes one-dimensional characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, even with this in mind, I cannot seem to shake the notion that I am in the midst of something that feels like it&apos;s coming straight from a John Grisham novel or something. The way things are unfolding...how much that remains to be unseen to the casual and nonobservant eye...I feel that something bigger, much bigger than I can imagine, is brewing....biding its time...waiting for the right moment to ascend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received a phone call in the middle of the afternoon on Tuesday, nothing particularly special since I get these types occasionally, like the one in April. However, one phrase that stood out that particularly disturbed me. How did one know of the circumstances, of the situation? There has to be another link, another source. And for what purpose? What was the intention of this source and its link to how the circumstances have unfolded. What is my role in it? I can&apos;t help to think how my actions will impact what is to come and what the right moves and decisions&amp;nbsp;I should make.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jul 2008 07:28:43 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>this is&amp;nbsp;how i&apos;ll feel by the end of&amp;nbsp;july: @_@&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...must cram more info in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..one of the many disappearing acts for 2008.</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 18:20:25 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Randomness :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I opened my email last night and had a complete &quot;She&apos;s All That&quot; moment. I read the email, looked up, and the thought of &quot;Who the hell would nominate me?&quot; ran through my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw an ad banner while signing in that read &quot;you can&apos;t avoid taxes&quot; and I thought: &quot;hell yeah. that&apos;s why I&apos;m still employed!&quot; haha.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 06:32:47 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Weird fact: I&apos;ve started&amp;nbsp;to enjoy listening to country music. Haha. I mean, I always liked LeAnn Rimes&apos; music (and not just&amp;nbsp;her pop albums...I actually&amp;nbsp;liked her &lt;em&gt;Blue&lt;/em&gt; album when it was released back in...1997?). But lately, I started listening to Taylor Swift and Carrie Underwood and 105.1 and started downloading songs I&apos;ve heard on 105.1. And now, I&apos;m slightly hooked. Hehe. It&apos;s a nice change from all the crappy hip hop played on KIIS and the weird ass alternative punk on 98.7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Some good country songs&lt;/u&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift: Teardrops on My Guitar, Our Song, Picture to Burn&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood: Before He Cheats, Wasted, So Small (Ever Ever After&apos;s good, but it&apos;s not country =p)&lt;br /&gt;Big &amp;amp; Rich - Lost in this Moment&lt;br /&gt;Sugarland - Settlin&apos;&lt;br /&gt;LeAnn Rimes: Blue, One Way Ticket (Because I Can), Nothin&apos; New Under the Moon&lt;br /&gt;Brad Paisley - Letter to Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(there&apos;s some other ones...but I don&apos;t remember who sang what...since most of the time, I just hear it on the road...and didn&apos;t think of writing down the song to google it later.)</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 25 Jan 2008 00:32:42 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I can&apos;t wait til April, when I get my weekends back and can start volunteering again. I miss going to service projects, especially the ones I found through L.A. Works that I didn&apos;t have a chance to attend yet. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just two and a half more months.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 03:43:09 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Taylor Swift - Teardrops on My Guitar</title>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won&apos;t see&lt;br /&gt;That I want and I&apos;m needing everything that we should be&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll bet she&apos;s beautiful, that girl he talks about&lt;br /&gt;And she&apos;s got everything that I have to live without&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it&apos;s just so funny&lt;br /&gt;That I can&apos;t even see anyone when he&apos;s with me&lt;br /&gt;He says he&apos;s so in love, he&apos;s finally got it right,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if he knows he&apos;s all I think about at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s the song in the car I keep singing, don&apos;t know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can&apos;t breathe?&lt;br /&gt;And there he goes, so perfectly,&lt;br /&gt;The kind of flawless I wish I could be&lt;br /&gt;She&apos;d better hold him tight, give him all her love&lt;br /&gt;Look in those beautiful eyes and know she&apos;s lucky cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s the song in the car I keep singing, don&apos;t know why I do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll put his picture down and maybe&lt;br /&gt;Get some sleep tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar&lt;br /&gt;The only one who&apos;s got enough for me to break my heart&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s the song in the car I keep singing, don&apos;t know why I do&lt;br /&gt;He&apos;s the time taken up, but there&apos;s never enough&lt;br /&gt;And he&apos;s all that I need to fall into..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won&apos;t see.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 05:44:44 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Why do I have so much passive aggressive anger in me? I don&apos;t feel like talking to you. Nothing personal (maybe).</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Dec 2007 01:23:40 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Weird. Lately, I&apos;ve been rewatching my Gilmore Girls DVDs (I can&apos;t believe I haven&apos;t seen some of the old episodes on TV at all!) and there are times when I just can&apos;t stop watching, even when I&apos;m supposed to be doing something else.&amp;nbsp;I can&apos;t believe how much Rory mirrors me in college&amp;nbsp;during her years in high school. Watching season two and three, I just couldn&apos;t stop comparing.&amp;nbsp;It&apos;s like I&apos;m watching a chapter of my life unfold again...with some slight nuances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;[from Wikipedia]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Dean Forester&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;, played by &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Jared Padalecki&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jared_Padalecki&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Jared Padalecki&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;, is a main character in seasons 1 through 3, and recurring afterward. He is introduced as the new guy in town in the &quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Pilot (Gilmore Girls)&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pilot_%28Gilmore_Girls%29&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Pilot&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&quot;. He immediately falls for the shy, sensitive intellect, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Rory Gilmore&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rory_Gilmore&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Rory Gilmore&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt; (&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Alexis Bledel&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alexis_Bledel&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Alexis Bledel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;) after she shows him around Stars Hollow. Rory in turn quickly becomes infatuated with him, and he becomes the first serious boyfriend for Rory. Later, however, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Jess Mariano&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jess_Mariano&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Jess Mariano&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt; is introduced. Although the couple was having problems before Jess, their relationship is further strained after Rory spends more time with Jess. Dean is eventually driven to jealousy by Jess&apos; presence and this leads to the end of his relationship with Rory. Dean later starts dating a girl named Lindsay Lister (&lt;/font&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Arielle Kebbel&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arielle_Kebbel&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Arielle Kebbel&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;) and impulsively marries her. However, it is still obvious that he still carries strong feeling for Rory. Dean remains too close to Rory and, when it becomes clear to him that he&apos;s made a mistake in marrying Lindsay, he goes to Rory and starts an affair—Rory&apos;s first sexual experience. When Lindsay eventually finds out, she throws out Dean. But Dean decides to rekindle his romance with Rory (even though she now lives at Yale). They later realize that their lives were heading in different directions, and Dean ends their relationship for good. In his final appearance in &quot;To Live And Let Diorama&quot;, Dean does not see Rory, but rather Luke. Dean relates his faulty relationship with Rory due Luke&apos;s with Lorelai, saying that ultimately, Luke would hold Lorelai back from whatever potential she may have. With this statement, Dean is never heard from again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jess Mariano&lt;/b&gt;, played by &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Milo Ventimiglia&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milo_Ventimiglia&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Milo Ventimiglia&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;, was a main character in seasons 2 and 3, and recurring afterward. He is both labeled a bad boy and intellectually inclined and well-read.&amp;nbsp;Jess&apos;s knowledge of books and pop culture eventually appealed to Rory Gilmore. They became friends despite others&apos; disapproval, and Jess pursues Rory, despite her relationship with Dean. Jess leaves town for a while following a car accident which leaves Rory injured. Rory skips school to visit him in New York, where they officially say goodbye. In the season two finale, he returns for a surprise visit during Sookie&apos;s wedding. Rory impetuously kisses Jess, and then begs him not to say anything.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Jess and Rory officially start dating after the local dance marathon when Dean tells Rory he knows she is interested in Jess and breaks up with her. Their relationship runs into trouble because of both Jess&apos;s and Rory&apos;s constant insecurities and difficulties communicating. When Luke finds out that Jess would not be allowed to graduate from Stars Hollow High because he had cut too many classes, he tells Jess that he must repeat his senior year or leave. Unwilling to accept Luke&apos;s stipulations, Jess rides a bus to &lt;/font&gt;&lt;a title=&quot;Venice Beach, California&quot; href=&quot;http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Venice_Beach%2C_California&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Venice Beach, California&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt; to find his estranged father. He has a brief encounter with Rory on the bus, but she is unaware of his departure at the time. In California, Jess meets his father.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;Jess briefly returns to Stars Hollow in season four to steal back his car from Luke after his mom tells him Luke stole it from him nearly a year earlier. Jess also sees Rory several times, though every encounter ends with him giving her the cold shoulder. Jess leaves after telling her that he loves her. A few months later, Jess returns to Stars Hollow for the wedding of Liz. After the wedding, Jess visits Rory in Yale and asks her to run away with him. She denies. Jess appeared for the final time in the Season 6 episode &quot;The Real Paul Anka&quot;, where he, Luke and Rory meet again at the new book store/art gallery/publishing house in Philadelphia where Jess works.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 05:33:27 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>ELPHABA&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me too fiercely, hold me too tight&lt;br /&gt;I need help believing you&apos;re with me tonight&lt;br /&gt;My wildest dreamings could not forsee &lt;br /&gt;Lying beside you, with you wanting me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just for this moment, as long as you&apos;re mine&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve lost all resistance and crossed some border line&lt;br /&gt;And if it turns out it&apos;s over too fast &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll make every last moment last&lt;br /&gt;As long as you&apos;re mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIYERO&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I&apos;m brainless, maybe I&apos;m wise&lt;br /&gt;But you&apos;ve got me seeing through different eyes&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I&apos;ve fallen under your spell&lt;br /&gt;And somehow I&apos;m feeling, it&apos;s up that I fell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;Every moment, as long as you&apos;re mine&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ll wake up my body and make up for lost time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIYERO&lt;br /&gt;Say there&apos;s no future for us as a pair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOTH&lt;br /&gt;And though I may know, I don&apos;t care&lt;br /&gt;Just for this moment, as long as you&apos;re mine&lt;br /&gt;Come be how you want to and see how bright we shine&lt;br /&gt;Borrow the moonlight until it is through&lt;br /&gt;And know I&apos;ll be here holding you&lt;br /&gt;As long as you&apos;re mine</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 18:19:34 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;I really want to tell you. I mean, you do have a right to know. But then, is it really something you&apos;d want to know? Things would probably be a lot different, I guess, for the good and bad. Maybe, one day, some day...</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 01:43:52 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>I had the same feeling again. I didn&apos;t want to come back. Strangely enough, I wanted to stay in Portland longer, I wanted ICON to continue on a little more. Sigh. I just don&apos;t want to face the inevitable. Disappear.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 30 Jul 2007 04:03:35 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>Deciding what I should make private, protected, and public.</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2007 09:04:12 GMT</pubDate>
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  <description>what do I want? what do I &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; want?</description>
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