Guess Who?
Can anyone figure out who this Asian femme fatale is?
Her name is Mei Melançon. She played Psylocke in the third installation of the X-Men franchise.
Just to summarize, Psylocke is a "hot" ninja or an assassin who has noteable powers such as telekenesis, telepathy and is able to force her telepathic powers into a "psychic" katana or sword. Recently, in the comics, she gained the ability to hide in and teleport through shadows. Hence, her chameleon like entrance in the movie.
Anywayz, back to Mei. Just for those of you who are curious as to what her background is:
Birthday: March 3, 1980
Hometown: Manila, Philippines (That’s right!! She’s Filipina!)
Height: 5’7” (1.7m) (Wow!! She’s tall!!)
She is of Chinese, Japanese and French descent. She studied martial arts, specifically Wu Shu (Jet Li’s fighting style). She modeled for about 5 years or so (hey, she’s got the stuff) and she plays the guitar.
I definitely like the purple highlights. In any case…I think I’m in luuurrvv! 
Cheers!!!
Wheeee!!! So I'm now a professional bum!! I resigned last Friday so my co-workers
and I went out for a drink. I knew I wanted to get drunk or at least tipsy. I knew that the
regular 5% / vol of San Miguel Light wouldn't do so I saved something a little special
for an occassion such as that. And here it is...
Take a look at the alcohol content on this baby!! YEAH!!! 
This is Belgian Ale baby!! It's got that smooth, somewhat sweet yet robust taste but with a freakin' kick! Thanks very much to a colleague who gave me this as a
gift, I was very much able to enjoy the night.
Your Porn Star Name Is...
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You are thinker, organizer, peacekeeper, and leader all in one. You have a power to command attention and people listen to you. However, you are often so concerned about not hurting others' feelings that you don't tell them what they need to hear and this gets you both into trouble. But you always have loyal friends to help you out. |
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Song lyrics
Welcome to the planet
Welcome to existence
Everyone's here
Everyone's here
Everybody's watching you now
Everybody waits for you now
What happens next?
What happens next?
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened before
Welcome to the fallout
Welcome to resistance
The tension is here
The tension is here
Between who you are and who you could be
Between how it is and how it should be
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened
Maybe redemption has stories to tell
Maybe forgiveness is right where you fell
Where can you run to escape from yourself?
Where you gonna go?
Where you gonna go?
Salvation is here
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
I dare you to lift yourself
Lift yourself up off the floor
I dare you to move
I dare you to move
Like today never happened
Today never happened
Today never happened
Today never happened before
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Oral (53%) you appear to have a good balance of independence and interdependence knowing when to accept help and when to do things on your own.
Anal (70%) you appear to be overly self controlled, organized, and possibly subservient to authority, this effectively narrows your exposure to a wider set of options and ideas lowering the odds that you will make the best decisions in life.
Phallic (60%) you appear to have a good balance of sexual awareness and sexual composure.
Latency (50%) you appear to have a good balance of abstract knowledge seeking and practicality, dealing with real world responsibilities while still cultivating your abstract and creative faculties and interests.
Genital (53%) you appear to be somewhere between a progressive/openminded and regressive/closeminded outlook on life.
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The Invitation
By Oriah Mountain Dreamer
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for,
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love,
for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon.
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow,
if you have been opened by life's betrayals or
have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own,
without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own,
if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you
to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be
careful, be realistic, or to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you're telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself;
if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul.
I want to know if you can be faithless
and therefore be trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty
even when it's not pretty, every day,
and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine,
and still stand on the edge of a lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes"!
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and
despair, weary and bruised to the bone,
and do what needs to be done for the children.
It doesn't interest me who you are, how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself,
and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.
