ooohhh... so much info.

got this from a college classmate. she sent this on our section's yahoogroup. and since i have nothing better to do i clicked on the thing and voila!

You entered: 10/14/1983
Your date of conception was on or about 21 January 1983.
You were born on a Friday under the astrological sign Libra.
Your Life path number is 9.
The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2445621.5.
The golden number for 1983 is 8.
The epact number for 1983 is 16.
The year 1983 was not a leap year.

As of 10/27/2005 10:05:30 PM CDT:
You are 22 years old.
You are 264 months old.
You are 1,150 weeks old.
You are 8,049 days old.
You are 193,198 hours old.
You are 11,591,885 minutes old.
You are 695,513,130 seconds old.
You are 3.15029354207436 dog years old. (Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)

There are 352 days till your next birthday on which your cake will have 23 candles
Those 23 candles produce 23 BTUs,or 5,796 calories of heat (that's only 5.7960 food Calories!) .
You can boil 2.63 US ounces of water with that many candles.

In 1983 there were approximately 3.6 million births in the US.
In 1983 the US population was approximately 226,545,805 people, 64.0 persons per square mile.
In 1983 in the US there were 2,444,000 marriages (10.5%) and 1,179,000 divorces (5%)
In 1983 in the US there were approximately 1,990,000 deaths (8.8 per 1000)Your

birthstone is Tourmaline
The Mystical properties of Tourmaline
Pink Tourmaline promotes female balance and protection. Green Toumaline promotes male balance.Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)
Opal, Jasper

Your birth tree is Maple, Independence of Mind
No ordinary person, full imagination and originality, shy and reserved, ambitious, proud, self-respect, hungers for new experiences, sometimes nervous, many complexes, good memory, learns easily, complicated love life, wants to impress.There are 59 days till Christmas 2005!

The moon's phase on the day you wereborn was in its first quarter.

Friday, October 14, 1983
Moon's age (days): 7
Distance (Earth radii): 63.29 %
Illumination 51.76%
Ecliptic latitude (degrees): -2.95
Ecliptic longitude (degrees): 297.57

you know, it's really not funny.

two obese gym people ------> POWERLIFTERS! (so they really know what they're talking about...hmmmn...)

funny, after my work out i saw one of 'em outside. he said bye and then asked me if i wanted to eat. hahaha. he was in his car munching on chicken breasts, i think. he just finished working out too. that gesture's really nice. considering i've only known him for a few days.

that man's got power. a whole lotta strength, i tell ya! he was lifting really heavy barbells. (sp?) i bet they're as heavy as me. and he was lifting em like he was lifting a pillow. no effort whatsoever.

gym crushie talked with me yesterday. *enter high school teeny bopper mode* like he has any other choice. hahaha. soooo cute. i was on the treadmill and he was lifting weights beside me. well, he wasn't with me of course but i got to stare at him through the mirror. and ohmyfreakingahd that ass!!! oh my oh my oh my!

i'm definitely working out later!

^______^


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i feel like i've been locked up tight
for a century of lonely nights
waiting for someone
to release me....

revelations

it was so clear. i guess i was just in denial. nobody ever knew but us...

now i know why that rose was BROKEN.



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and all "the best deception" and the "clever cover story" awards go to you...

eternally bouncy

gym people are the nicest. i thought they were all passive and crap like that, but you know what... they're far from that. they're eternally bouncy, happy, nice buncha folks. need i say more?

been eyeing two "gym mates". cute, cute, cute fellas. the mere fact that they still look good (and smell good, too!) even if they're sweating their asses off, makes me wanna go back everyday. can anybody say yummy?

made lotsa friends.

sigh. i wish they were my real friends, though. what a rowdy bunch we would make.

not to mention that i'll be eternally bouncy, happy, and nice as well.


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i wish.

heaven sent

and just as i was about to give up, you showed up and showed me that you care.

thanks.

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you're just one guy, but you're all that i need.

you could at least try.

rejections.

been a part of my life for as long as i remember. and no, the "no's" your momma gave you don't count.

do two consecutive rejections enough to make you back off?

i'm giving it one more chance, you see. one last, final try.


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no, this isn't love we're talking about. shut up.

true... oh so true.

"where the mind goes, the body will follow."
- bong, the gym dude

not a good sign... not a good sign at all.

it is not new to me. if it's anything, it had always been here. just lurking around the corner, trying to find the right time to pound on me. and it caught me. off-guard. as always.

desolate.

abandoned.

ALONE.

i guess i always was but i just kept shrugging it off since i know it wouldn't do me any good.

of all the days, why now? now that i've almost forgotten what happened. now that i've almost forgiven myself for all the stupid things i've done. now that i've almost stopped regretting that i didn't do the things i should've, ending up hurting myself and others. yes, why now?!



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i wish i wasn't in love with you
so you couldn't hurt me
it just ain't fair
the way you treat me
no, you don't deserve me....

ouch.... don't make me move, please? ouch. ouch. ouch!

i got my fat self back to the gym. ohh freakin' yeah! the gym. i've gone for only two days and already, my body's screaming for help. those instructors are slave drivers, mehn. slave drivers i tell you!

the first day i worked on my upper torso and yesterday i did the lower part of my body. mmmkay... that didn't sound right. but yeah. you got my point.

i was a lil skeptic at first since this gym isn't your fitness first or your gold's gym. not even your slimmer's world. my measly salary won't allow me. BOO. but hey, they've been pretty good so far. i'd say they've been doin a good job on me. errr... no pun intended.

the thing is, i'm really confused it they really are or.. ya know. for one thing, the first two people who taught me are FAT. oh. scratch that. obese. severely. (no offense to our plump-but-very-huggyble friends. but they really are.) my gahd. how can i concentrate if the person who's teaching me's munching on a sandwich while i sweat my ass off?

anyway, since all of my target area's achin', which is a good thing since that means i have really worked on it, i'm keeping my fingers crossed. i hope by december im back to my ideal weight. and summer, you better watch out for me! hehehe.

stupid mickey dees breakfasts found their way up my already-big fat ass. pfft.



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wait a minute, sir.
you kindov hurt my feelings.

you weren't prepared for moi. admit it.

the same day as today, 22 years back, a certain someone was forced out of her mum's womb. lil did they know, this lil wretch would wreak havoc the moment she got out in this already damned world.

fast forward 22 years, the lil wretch is now almost a woman. she had lived 22 years of her life wreaking havoc, still wreaking, and not a clue of her stopping, anytime. she's caused pain and caused alot of it. mostly to herself and random unfortunate people. there may have been times that she'd made somebody happy but it was so sporadic, it doesn't even count.

she's looking forward to causing more pain and hurt and whatever evil things her diabolic lil mind could conjure.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, YOU LIL WRETCH!

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it's my birthday and i could cry if i want to.

die if i want to.

Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

you betcha. ^____^

i can't believe it's been almost two freakin' years!

YUPPEEE BURFDAY, Angelo "Bubs/Atty. Panic Daddy" Vergara!

and oh, HAPPY ANNIVERSARY to you and B too!!!

so many things to be happy about. 'san ang blow out? :P


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hi ben!