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  <title>You remind me of a poop I once took</title>
  <subtitle>sorta</subtitle>
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    <name>Andreas</name>
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  <updated>2008-07-01T09:24:07Z</updated>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:andreasm500:3473</id>
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    <title>New Things</title>
    <published>2008-07-01T09:24:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-01T09:24:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So, I have 3 new pieces of electricity.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1:&lt;br /&gt;MACBOOK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000a0d0/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000a0d0" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it beautiful!  I love it.  I know, I should probably get a PC because I'm going to be an engineering major, but I called Cal Poly, and they said get what you want.  And I want MacBook! so I got it.  I love it.  It's fast, and user-friendly.  So, we're friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cell Phone: Samsung A737&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000b3zf/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000b3zf/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got it yesterday (Monday June 30th).  If you look back to a previous post, I posted pics of my old phone.  It was pretty bad.  I like the new one, but it's gonna take some getting used to since I had the old one for almost 4 years.  It's Bluetooth compatible, which leads me to my next item...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3:&lt;br /&gt;Bluetooth Headset: Motorola H700 (as if you'd care)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000cygy/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000cygy/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This little bugger will keep me from getting pulled over.  You should know that as of today, you're not aloud to drive while holding a cell phone up to your ear.  I did a test call with Kevin.  It's not that great.  But w/e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's me with my new headset&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000df1k/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000df1k/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to get serious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000e8w0/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000e8w0/s320x240" width="320" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Important Call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000ftwa/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000ftwa/s320x240" width="180" height="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <title>andreasm500 @ 2008-06-28T15:16:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-28T22:22:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-28T22:22:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">parents come home tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should go clean.&lt;br /&gt;I have to wait a little though.&lt;br /&gt;Need to get to the gym sometime today.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, im making myself think I have a lot to do.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's the only way to keep me from getting bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of July I have to go to Seussical Rehearsals. I'm really not looking forward to being busy from 6:30 to 9 every weekday.  The play is so stupid, but I have to do it.  I'm considering getting injured on purpose so I can get out of it.  &lt;br /&gt;So I'm not going to be able to see a lot of my friends unless they're chill with hanging out after 9.  Which I guess isn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I have work from 2:30 - 5:30 every day&lt;br /&gt;That's prime hang-out time.  I wish I worked mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w/e, the pay is good.&lt;br /&gt;bye</content>
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    <title>andreasm500 @ 2008-06-24T10:34:00</title>
    <published>2008-06-24T17:40:58Z</published>
    <updated>2008-06-24T17:40:58Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey,&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since the last post.&lt;br /&gt;Summer is in full swing and saved me from those last two weeks of High School which were hell for me.&lt;br /&gt;My dad and step mom are gone.  Sean, my step-brother, and I have been left with a house that's a little too fragile for 18 year olds.  But nothing is broken yet, I think.  &lt;br /&gt;I finally went a night without partying.  The house didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kind of been irritated with a few of my friends lately.  I think I'll just take a short break from them.</content>
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    <title>andreasm500 @ 2008-05-17T00:32:00</title>
    <published>2008-05-17T07:47:02Z</published>
    <updated>2008-05-17T07:47:02Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So,&lt;br /&gt;Playing Piano for the musical Grease and helping the cast learn their songs has been taking over my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://soorajrox.files.wordpress.com/2007/06/grease-lg.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's so much work.&amp;nbsp; But it's fun because it's all seniors, who are obviously the best people around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Yosemite Sunday Morning!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.desktopscenes.com/Scenes%20from%20a%20Day%20at%20Yosemite%20(2003)/Yosemite%20Valley%20View%20Panorama.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, that picture is a little big, but deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;We have to be there at 4:45 am, which is going to be difficult, but it's going to be an amazing week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;it's PROM!&lt;br /&gt;woo.&amp;nbsp; I'm pretty excited for that too.&amp;nbsp; It'll be a fun night filled with good company.&lt;br /&gt;I'm Not excited for the cost of the whole night though.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get fitted for my tux rental tomorrow.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great thing that I'm looking forward to is seeing my former piano teacher.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen her since March 6, 2007.&amp;nbsp; She was leaving for Korea (her homeland) to get married, but she said she was coming back to So. Cal.&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, I was scrolling through my e-mail contacts, and saw her name.&amp;nbsp; I e-mailed her, she e-mailed me back, she's back in the U.S., and hopefully I'll see her soon.&lt;br /&gt;She's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>andreasm500 @ 2008-04-27T23:09:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T06:11:39Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T06:11:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;font size="4"&gt;american apparel advertising is&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="6"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SO WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;It's dirty in the worst way.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:andreasm500:2057</id>
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    <title>andreasm500 @ 2008-04-27T22:43:00</title>
    <published>2008-04-28T05:52:03Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-28T05:52:03Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Cool&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from Mexico today.&amp;nbsp; It was a good trip.&amp;nbsp; I went with church in a group of 15.&amp;nbsp; We built a house!&lt;br /&gt;The house we built was in this really, really poor area.&amp;nbsp; The houses were little shacks.&amp;nbsp; The dirt roads were super bumpy with huge puddles.&amp;nbsp; There was trash EVERYWHERE.&amp;nbsp; It was really amazing how people 4 hours away live like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we built this family a good sized house of sound structure.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is having their birthday.&amp;nbsp; It seems like July is the month to conceive!</content>
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    <title>Ambiguous Post</title>
    <published>2008-04-14T06:32:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-14T06:32:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">It seems like LJ is the place to be ambiguous.&amp;nbsp; A place to give little hints about the big personal things of your life.&amp;nbsp; Lemme try it out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SICK of errthang.&amp;nbsp; wouldn't mind a _____ to make it through.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;the baker's running out of dough.&amp;nbsp; maybe he's eating it all.&lt;br /&gt;no time to hit the road.&lt;br /&gt;no time to nap&lt;br /&gt;no time.&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm becoming an adult&lt;br /&gt;no i'm not&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not doing hw&lt;br /&gt;no, im not going to fail&lt;br /&gt;No, I wasn't talking about life&lt;br /&gt;But, about life, will I?</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:andreasm500:1784</id>
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    <title>Expensive things that SUCK!</title>
    <published>2008-04-13T07:11:07Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-13T07:11:07Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Bahumbug!&lt;br /&gt;Last night (4/12) was my step-mom's birthday.&amp;nbsp; It sucked, at least for me.&amp;nbsp; We went to dinner and a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We ate at the Parkway Grill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theparkwaygrill.com/images/sectionspix/html/pg_menu_i1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img width="167" height="163" alt="" src="http://www.theparkwaygrill.com/images/sectionspix/html/pg_menu_i1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;It's basically a place for the 60 and up club to meet.&amp;nbsp; I ordered the Baramundi fish.&amp;nbsp; I think it cost $37.&amp;nbsp; It was mediocre at best.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLAY: &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We sat through the torture of My Fair Lady.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.centertheatregroup.org/extras/myspace/0708logo-MyFairLady.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.centertheatregroup.org/extras/myspace/0708logo-MyFairLady.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;That is by far the most terrible play.&amp;nbsp; It was soooo boring.&amp;nbsp; The music sucked, and nothing really happened.&amp;nbsp; The plot was this:&amp;nbsp; A young woman learns how to speak proper English.&amp;nbsp; I am so disappointed with those 6 hours I just lost.&amp;nbsp; Even though we sat in the very back row of the balcony, the seats were $40 each!&amp;nbsp;</content>
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    <title>Secret Admirer?</title>
    <published>2008-04-11T07:11:54Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-11T07:11:54Z</updated>
    <category term="stalker"/>
    <content type="html">On another note, I have a funny story to tell you.&lt;br /&gt;Today in Statistics, I got a strange phone call.&amp;nbsp; The call was from a blocked number.&amp;nbsp; I was across the class from my distracted teacher, so I answered it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000475s/"&gt;&lt;img width="180" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/0000475s/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had bad signal, so it was hard for me to figure out who it was who was calling me.&amp;nbsp; It was a girl named Tina (I don't know of any Tina).&amp;nbsp; Emilio decided to talk to this girl to figure it out.&amp;nbsp; She thought that when I handed the phone to Emilio, she was still talking to me.&amp;nbsp; Emilio figured out that she was in Learning Lab.&amp;nbsp; He could tell that she was wanting a full on conversation.&amp;nbsp; He told her that we were in Ms. Leung's Statistics class.&amp;nbsp; Emilio talked for about 2 minutes.&amp;nbsp; I thought the call already ended and he was just playing a trick on me.&amp;nbsp; I snatched the phone from him and saw that she was still on the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little bit later, I got a text from this Tina person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/00005qwp/"&gt;&lt;img width="180" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/00005qwp/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went outside to find this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/000063kr/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/000063kr/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/00007be4/"&gt;&lt;img width="180" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/00007be4/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY WEIRD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is a prank.&amp;nbsp; Yesterday, Kyle set my Facebook status to: "prank call this number: XXX-XXXX-XXXX" (he put my real cell number)&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW A TINA JAMESON?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS: I know my phone is shitty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/000087qb/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/000087qb/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I'll get a new one for my Birthday (which is in 4 days)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <title>Appeal</title>
    <published>2008-04-11T06:33:24Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-11T06:33:24Z</updated>
    <category term="stress"/>
    <category term="usc"/>
    <category term="appeal"/>
    <category term="sick"/>
    <content type="html">As you might have figured out from my previous post, I was rejected from the University of Southern California (USC).&amp;nbsp; I really want to go there because 1) My mom works there so I'd get free college; 2) it's a really good school.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://collegerule.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/usc-campus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://collegerule.files.wordpress.com/2007/09/usc-campus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Even though the chances of being accepted after appealing are slim to none, I figured: why not?&amp;nbsp; I made this decision to appeal just yesterday, so it's been a trip to get it all together by Monday April 14, 2008.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/00002904/"&gt;&lt;img width="320" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/00002904/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Just today at about 12 noon, I decided to include letters of recommendation in my appeal.&amp;nbsp; They didn't ask for any, but Emilio is doing it, so I decided I will too.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next class was Statistics, so I asked my teacher, Ms. Leung to write it.&amp;nbsp; She was groaning that it was due Monday, so she told me to write it and just have her sign it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/00001pk2/"&gt;&lt;img width="180" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/00001pk2/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I just finished it and sent it to Denise to make revisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIDE NOTE:&amp;nbsp; Denise is an awesome family friend!&amp;nbsp; She works at USC, so she helped me with the original application, and now is helping me with the appeal.&amp;nbsp; She is so helpful.&amp;nbsp; She knows exactly what the admissions office is looking for. She basically wrote my appeal statement.&amp;nbsp; She's also writing another letter of rec for me and getting her father to sign it (he's in the inner-circle of USC).&amp;nbsp; Bottom line, Denise is awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll then send it back to me (revised), and I'll send it to Gigi (Ms. Leung).&amp;nbsp; Ms. Leung will make revisions and then sign it.&amp;nbsp; Hopefully I can get it signed by tomorrow, so I can put the whole shebang together for Denise to put in the "right hands" (some guy in admissions who wrote my rejection letter) on Monday.&amp;nbsp; It's very stressful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/000031ab/"&gt;&lt;img width="180" height="240" border="0" alt="" src="http://pics.livejournal.com/andreasm500/pic/000031ab/s320x240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't see how Emilio can do this times 6 (he's appealing all over the place).&amp;nbsp; We're both sick, so it's really not a fun time.</content>
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    <title>Spring = Stress</title>
    <published>2008-04-07T05:04:59Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-07T05:04:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; So, my spring break is coming to an end.&amp;nbsp; Today was lame.&amp;nbsp; It took me an hour to wake up.&amp;nbsp; I hate when this happens.&amp;nbsp; I was stuck in my house alone until 1pm, and then I finally went to hang with a friend.&amp;nbsp; I had to go to church at 5:15pm for choir practice and to take a family photo.&amp;nbsp; It's really hard to get 5 people to all look decent.&amp;nbsp; Whatever, it's just a photo.&amp;nbsp; We're all beautiful in real life - ha.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Then my Dad guilt-tripped me about doing a "Senior Sermon" for Youth Sunday at my church.&amp;nbsp; What is this?&amp;nbsp; Well every year, all of the graduating high school seniors give a mini sermon in church.&amp;nbsp; It's not that I'm scared of public speaking, I just don't want to put in the work. &amp;nbsp; Originally, Youth Sunday was when I was leaving for a school trip to Yosemite.&amp;nbsp; I thought I was off the hook, but tonight, they were thinking of changing the date.&amp;nbsp; I told my parents that I didn't want to do a senior sermon, and that they shouldn't change the date.&amp;nbsp; My dad was mad about this, and made me feel guilty.&amp;nbsp; I left church at 7 and just now my dad called me to say that they did change the date.&amp;nbsp; There were 3 other seniors who couldn't do that date either.&amp;nbsp; BUMMER, now I have to do it.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Soo my spring break ends lame.&amp;nbsp; It actually started bad too.&amp;nbsp; I ran into trouble with the cops, and was depressed for 2 days.&amp;nbsp; I went to San Francisco with a bunch of friends, which was awesome, but now I have to get back to everything I hate.&amp;nbsp; Including deciding for which college I want to go to.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have it narrowed down to Santa Clara University: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.stateuniversity.com/assets/logo/image/2481/large/SCU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.stateuniversity.com/assets/logo/image/2481/large/SCU.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or Cal Poly San Luis Obispo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://www.cob.calpoly.edu/gradProgram/images/campusView.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I'm leaning more towards Santa Clara today.&amp;nbsp; It's in a way more interesting location: The silicon valley, 1hr south of San Francisco.&amp;nbsp; It has a nicer campus.&amp;nbsp; Student body of 5,000. Smaller classes.&amp;nbsp; Higher graduation rate and everything. Better dorms.&amp;nbsp; But, it costs $50k a year while Cal Poly costs $20k.&amp;nbsp; It's not as well known for Engineering as Cal Poly is.&amp;nbsp; But it still has a great program.&amp;nbsp; And their offering me $17k in financial aid.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ultimately, I'm looking to transfer to USC.&amp;nbsp; My mom works there so it would be free.&amp;nbsp; It's also 20 min away from my house, so I could stay home.&amp;nbsp; We'll see.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-26T05:59:22Z</published>
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    <content type="html">This is my first entry.&lt;br /&gt;I'm real glad that the Sun finally came out to play.&amp;nbsp; I get depressed with bad weather.&amp;nbsp; Now I'm happy.&amp;nbsp; I also got a Checking Account today.&amp;nbsp; It was getting kind of ridiculous paying cash every time I bought gas.&amp;nbsp; GOOOO Debit cards!&amp;nbsp; I saw a friend's dad at the gym.&amp;nbsp; I hate seeing people I know at the gym.</content>
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