<?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-1904061188462649101</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:29:53.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stüssy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stüssy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15257981517821220005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_otxEpC8PTCM/SQY377Kfk0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/e2dvP-B15mc/S220/wdywt+082.jpg'/></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-1904061188462649101.post-5502526032356229772</id><published>2009-05-18T04:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T04:46:47.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;OBJECT classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&lt;br /&gt;    codebase="http://active.macromedia.com/flash2/cabs/swflash.cab#version=4,0,0,0"&lt;br /&gt;  id=ShockwaveFlash1money WIDTH=75% HEIGHT=85%&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=movie VALUE="money.swf"&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=quality VALUE=autohigh&gt; &lt;PARAM NAME=bgcolor VALUE=#ffcc00&gt; &lt;EMBED src="money.swf" quality=autohigh bgcolor=#ffcc00  WIDTH=75% HEIGHT=85% TYPE="application/x-shockwave-flash" PLUGINSPAGE="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/EMBED&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/OBJECT&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1904061188462649101-5502526032356229772?l=stussyfromiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/feeds/5502526032356229772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1904061188462649101&amp;postID=5502526032356229772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/5502526032356229772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/5502526032356229772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Stüssy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15257981517821220005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_otxEpC8PTCM/SQY377Kfk0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/e2dvP-B15mc/S220/wdywt+082.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1904061188462649101.post-6108415150729547233</id><published>2008-12-24T08:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T08:55:18.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, I saw this on Sole Collector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a trailer for Four Christmases with Reese Witherspoon and I watched Love Actually the other day. It just made me think. Three years ago, I wanted Santa to help me find Miss Perfect. Two years ago, I was hoping a girl who I thought could be Miss Perfect would finally settle down with me. Last year I had a girl who I sincerely thought in my heart was Miss Perfect, and I just wanted to keep her. What better gift for Christmas is there than the love of your perfect match? Those damn Kay Jewelers and Jared commercials make a person fall in love with the idea of love so easily, especially if they don't have anybody to cuddle with by the fireplace on Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm not the only one who was looking for their Soulmate. Who wouldn't want to be caught under the mistletoe in the perfect moment with the perfect person? It's natural for somebody to want somebody to embrace when it strikes 12 and Christmas comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that I've learned over the years is more likely than not... you won't get Miss Perfect for Christmas. &amp;amp; if you do, you probably won't for every single Christmas for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is that people come &amp;amp; go. It's a part of life; if there was no change, then life would be boring and repetitive. There's exciting change, there's horrible change, there's just a lot of change. One thing that always changes is the idea of the perfect person, until you run into that perfect person of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that sucks is that you're probably not the perfect person for your perfect person. Then comes the heartbreak, the pain, the sorrow, the tears... people telling you you'll find somebody better, you moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you find somebody better than the perfect person? What's better than perfect? The people in your life give you hope that you'll find somebody better, but you really don't. There's always the hope that you will, but really... when is it ever true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reality is, you don't need the perfect person in order to function. Things don't always work out. Though with moving on, you're given this false impression like it really can happen; this incredible hope. However, with that incredible hope can come incredible disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I've learned is that Miss Perfect &amp;amp; Miss Right are probably not the same person. Though there's that perfect somebody, there's somebody else actually worth the time. There's going to be a person that you can give your all to, and have their all given back to you in return. With this person there's no unrequited love, with this person there's no wasted energy... You can actually expend all your energy on this person without waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relationships aren't perfect. You can take your dreams of what your perfect girl is like and exactly how you want her to be... but the reality is that relationships aren't going to be the perfect thing you've always dreamed about. We're only human, since when do we know what we really want in this world? People aren't perfect, but that's what makes humans beautiful, their imperfections. Things won't always go your way, but that's fine; that's part of the excitement. People have their flaws, but you need to remember that you have to accept people for what they are, but also for what they're not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this year, take those famous words to heart, give your heart to someone special. On your Christmas list, take Miss Perfect off your list, &amp;amp; put Miss Right. Miss Perfect isn't usually going to be Miss Right. Miss Perfect may be in your life for a little while, but Miss Right won't ever leave, even if you try to. Ask Santa for the woman who isn't perfect, but for the woman that's worth your energy... the person you probably will end up spending your life with. Perfection isn't as sweet as excellence. Remember that flaws are what makes a person unique and wonderful. True love will be accepting, and when you find Miss Right you'll fall in love with those flaws, and thank God for those flaws when you get to hold that person in your arms every Christmas. As perfect a woman the Miss Perfect in your life may seem, she'll never be as splendid as Miss Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas, and may you get everything your heart desires this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1904061188462649101-6108415150729547233?l=stussyfromiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/feeds/6108415150729547233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1904061188462649101&amp;postID=6108415150729547233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/6108415150729547233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/6108415150729547233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-inspiration.html' title='Christmas Inspiration'/><author><name>Stüssy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15257981517821220005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_otxEpC8PTCM/SQY377Kfk0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/e2dvP-B15mc/S220/wdywt+082.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1904061188462649101.post-9167794203983193093</id><published>2008-12-18T17:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:25:45.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Girlfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/44/m_450d81529ce246f4a07b20f3f6455903.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 212px;" src="http://c4.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images02/44/m_450d81529ce246f4a07b20f3f6455903.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Lau and Michelle Hu &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Established December 16th 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girl that doesn't say the words "I Love You" unless she means it (:&lt;br /&gt;"I love you doesn't mean anything anymore, so I don't bother to say it unless I mean it."&lt;br /&gt;or something on the lines of that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1904061188462649101-9167794203983193093?l=stussyfromiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/feeds/9167794203983193093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1904061188462649101&amp;postID=9167794203983193093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/9167794203983193093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/9167794203983193093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/2008/12/girlfriend.html' title='The Girlfriend'/><author><name>Stüssy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15257981517821220005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_otxEpC8PTCM/SQY377Kfk0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/e2dvP-B15mc/S220/wdywt+082.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1904061188462649101.post-2531688120809525377</id><published>2008-12-09T11:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:10:00.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogger Layouts/Templates</title><content type='html'>Okay, I am completely lost on how to make a blogger layout. Everytime I make something, my page shows up blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bandaids size 9.5&lt;br /&gt;$150&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiis size 10.5&lt;br /&gt;$180&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get at me on aim for pictures .. Kaws x Effect&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1904061188462649101-2531688120809525377?l=stussyfromiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2531688120809525377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1904061188462649101&amp;postID=2531688120809525377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/2531688120809525377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/2531688120809525377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/2008/12/blogger-layoutstemplates.html' title='Blogger Layouts/Templates'/><author><name>Stüssy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15257981517821220005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_otxEpC8PTCM/SQY377Kfk0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/e2dvP-B15mc/S220/wdywt+082.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1904061188462649101.post-5689552985714316947</id><published>2008-11-08T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:29:18.824-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's something wrong with my body ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1904061188462649101-5689552985714316947?l=stussyfromiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/feeds/5689552985714316947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1904061188462649101&amp;postID=5689552985714316947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/5689552985714316947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/5689552985714316947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/theres-something-wrong-with-my-body.html' title=''/><author><name>Stüssy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15257981517821220005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_otxEpC8PTCM/SQY377Kfk0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/e2dvP-B15mc/S220/wdywt+082.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1904061188462649101.post-2841115177134842613</id><published>2008-11-05T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T13:10:12.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's official that we have the first black American President of the United States of America. Black people are going wild, KFC is being rated a 5 star restaurant, Kool Aid prices just shot up, and watermelons are being used as currency. Oh bomb diggity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1904061188462649101-2841115177134842613?l=stussyfromiss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/feeds/2841115177134842613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1904061188462649101&amp;postID=2841115177134842613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/2841115177134842613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1904061188462649101/posts/default/2841115177134842613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stussyfromiss.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-its-official-that-we-have-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Stüssy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15257981517821220005</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_otxEpC8PTCM/SQY377Kfk0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/e2dvP-B15mc/S220/wdywt+082.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1904061188462649101.post-3072817084491767821</id><published>2008-11-02T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T06:08:14.547-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>So, I got bored and decided to make a blogspot account and here I am sitting here on an early Sunday morning listening to "ducky" calling me a fag every 5 seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past friday I met some new people that I felt like I had known forever .. and here they all are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_otxEpC8PTCM/SQ2yuJ4jWVI/AAAAAAAAAAo/4zfVA4uB--0/s1600-h/n721082405_1085154_8474.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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