<?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-220240253568906710</id><updated>2011-11-08T11:54:51.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hola. beckysong. hello. blah blah blah.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5144121807116017313</id><published>2011-11-08T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T11:54:51.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>21</title><content type='html'>Being 21 is a scary thought. 21 means I am officially an "adult" waow I hate that word. I know that growing up is a part of life, but I wish time could just stop right now so I could stay right here right now forever. I try not to think about it because it gives me a headache, so yeah I basically continue living life pretending I am ageless. Being the oldest, doesn't make me feel any better. I guess I just have to live life to the fullest right now because I know that when I'm 30... I'll want to go back to my 21s. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going home in 2 weeks and I cannot wait. So much awaits at home. Like my mommy's cooking, snowboarding, eating out with friends, hanging out with my family, black friday shopping etc... I just need a break from berkeley because sometimes it's suffocating. but on the bright side. I LOVE THE WEATHER right now. It makes my day errday all day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to go snowboarding. I cRAVE it. I need it. I want it. I don't even care if no one wants to go. I am going under any circumstances. period. This is how ridiculously I want to go: there was this one night a couple of days ago when my living room was EMPTY at about 2:30 am. BTW that never happens. Someone is ALWAYS sleeping on one of the 3 futons or attempting to study, but failing miserably by falling asleep on the floor. So I took this opportunity to look up some snowboarding videos on youtube and attempted imitate the dudes as I took my stance in the middle of the living room. Basically, I was doing some virtual snowboarding. This went on for about 30 minutes I would say. Sad you say? not at all. This is how you learn. shoot. sigh. not really. Maybe I am just that sad. But it's okay. I am sure there are other people who do lamer things than I do, so that makes me really happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be vegetarian. ehhh. yeah. JAJA. I really REALLY do. But sad thing is, it's kind of impossible. I love meat too much. One of the reasons I anticipate going back home is for the all-you-can-eat krn bbqs. Yeah what would I make of life without those. SHOOT. I'm so hungry now. My stomach is growling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5144121807116017313?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5144121807116017313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/11/21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5144121807116017313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5144121807116017313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/11/21.html' title='21'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-42343335650080280</id><published>2011-09-12T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T04:04:43.535-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is short</title><content type='html'>diane kwon is no longer on this earth. &lt;br /&gt;a week ago she passed away. &lt;br /&gt;this was the first time ive had a friend die. now i know what it feels like to lose someone. &lt;br /&gt;she was young. really young. 21. she had her whole life ahead of her. &lt;br /&gt;how. why. why? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i picture her. she is still there. so i guess i cant imagine her gone. man. how. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im here at berkeley mainly because of her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still remember considering berkeley. i thought &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;man i can survive, there is hope cuz diane is on the team and shes cool, she'll be there for me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;i still think that if it werent for her, i wouldnt have come to berkeley. &lt;br /&gt;thanks diane. for just being there. &lt;br /&gt;I still remember all the times we laughed. i still remember when you helped me, gave me advice, encouraged me. thanks. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know where you are right now, but i hope that you are well and resting. im sorry. we never got to catch up and eat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to know. i just want answers. &lt;br /&gt;life is tough. &lt;br /&gt;am i making the right choice? &lt;br /&gt;am i doing it wrong?&lt;br /&gt;tired. &lt;br /&gt;God. please. give me strength. &lt;br /&gt;I wish He could tell me. straight up whats up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sssssssssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-42343335650080280?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/42343335650080280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-is-short.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/42343335650080280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/42343335650080280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/09/life-is-short.html' title='life is 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ke siento exactamente pk nose como expresarme muy bien :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pesar de ke haya pasado por un anio inestable, he aprendido mucho. empezando con clases y el la u, las diferentes amistades con mis amigos, mi relacion con mi roommate, mis papas y ultimamente mi relacion con Dios. nunk me olvidare de todos los obstaculos ke encontre en el camino para llegar a donde estoy hoy. mas ke nada fue un anio muy interesante, pero algunas veces me pregunto si tome las decisiones ke me van a ayudar en el futuro. talvez estoy yendo por otro camino, en uno ke no kiero. supongo ke nunca sabre. la vida. es cruel. algunas veces. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya caput. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6375321168296174231?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-23856390864856345</id><published>2011-03-29T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T01:28:09.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time to KO</title><content type='html'>I have this nasty thing on my upper lip. its so gross. it got big. i dont know if i mentioned it before, but it is truly gross. its like big and.. i think its a blood clott or something cuz i know its dried blood there, but i dont know. it doesnt hurt anymore, but it just annoys the hek outa me cuz its like right there on my lip and i cant lick my upper lip, which means that my upper lip stays really really dry. actually lower lip is really really dry too. oh and me been sick for 17 days now -____________- this is the longest i have ever gone. wants me to go sick and what. surprise? ok i guess ill just wait for it. anytime soon is fine. the sooner the better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished with my first dt book today. JAJA. im actually quite proud cuz ive never finished a notebook before, cuz normally i stop half way and use something else cuz i get bored of my old one thus moving on to another better, cuter looking notebook or something, but this time i stuck with itt shoot. i wanted to finish the notebook so badly, but i did it yeee boi. ok its an amazing feat for me. now i have the snoopy one waiting for me in my aptttt. JAJA cant wait to write on ittttttt. but actually the molka skin was is just black i guess cool thing is it has snooopyyyyy weeeeeeeeee. its cute. i like it cuz its not normal and i bet you no one else has it, or at least here at berks. jijijijijojojojjjiujujejejejeejej. YEEEEEEEE snooooopyyyyy has been my bud ever since the the 5th grade. much love much love from the real world. but its a sercet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAJA IM LIKE PICK AT MY LIP MORE LIKE SCAB/BLISTER/COLD SORE ewwwwwww its bleeding JAJAJAJAJA I HATE IT. i want it gone now its so freakin annoying ahhhhhh its pouring blood basically pouring. yeah some ew it is. &lt;br /&gt;it looks like a big very very big booboo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do for the summer. i thought i had it all down, but clearly i dont when i might not even be able to take summer school . for some wierd reason my dad doesnt want to pay for it. i mean i guess i could understand because hes beeen paying for my full tuition since freshmen year. i feel bad. i could work to pay for it. , but i do not have a job at the moment. hmmmm. so i might not even be able to do that, but the wierd thing is, i think he would be willing to pay for my ticket to korea this summer. i think that is kinda funny. ish. maybe he wouldnt i dont know. i didnt leave home on a good note with him, so i dont know how me and dad relationship goes right now. so i might also go to korea this summer, but all this talk is up in the air. my mom really wants to go to korea. i feel so bad for my mommy. really. she suffers so much by herself. takes on so many burdens. she has no relatives in the states. and often times, my dad dont treat her too well. i think they be going through rough times right now. &lt;br /&gt;on another note, my brother sent me a text that seriously made me cry. i was so super touched that yeah i cried. it was obviously about my parents. and the courage he got from something i did in the past. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really really sleepy. really really sleepy. sometimes. i wonder. i honestly wonder (aside from bible and various recollections from other sources how peeps could worship a God they cannot see touch hear smell and see. faith is amajing. im sleepy. my contacts are dry. and my stomach hurts again. JAJAAJAJAJAAJA. ok. it feels wierd when my mom texts me. especially when she types in english and her grammer be all broken. i guess its ok. i dont mind. not that im any better on this blog JAJAJAAJAJAJAJAAJAJA. ok i know . i just dont careJAJAJAAJ OK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a simple apology could amend a relationship just whoosh. its so easy yet why cant people &lt;br /&gt;including myself gather up courage to do the right thing. why is it so darn hard. sometimes i dont think pride makes sense. i dont even feel like i have any left. or had any to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;dang someone left fsm doors open and its so freakin cold. im so freakin cold. like wind blowing right here where me at ok hopefully some nice person will close the door. JAJAJA. or maybe not. i guess im cool with either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my teacher didnt get my scandi essay :( i thought i totally drop boxed it, but i guess me so freaken dumbs that i didnt double check JJAAJAJa. i normally always douhble check something must be so wrong with me. oh yeah. it must be all that cheese. you know, when you have lotsa somethings that you love you go nuts. man i love nuts, i actually like almonds alot.. just not like plain man i love peanuts. my favorite is the honey roasted peanut. its soooooooo good. soo good. but i get full really fast, so its not very good to eat too much of it, but i always eat until im full that i cant ever have a proper meal so i actually try to avoid those when as much as i can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned the secrets behind the snaps game and the bang game! weeeeeeeeee. im genius. ok im clearly not because it took me a couple of millions of years to find out. im so dumb at figuring out games :( WHYYYYYYYYYY. adlfja;lsdjfa;sldfjals a;sldjfsl;adjfaslfj. i really really try to think. but sometimes i wonder if i have reached full capacity. i dont think i have. because yeah i just know that i havent. &lt;br /&gt;i really like christian music. its soothing, good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whooooole spring break i didnt do anything but play. i didnt study a bit. i dont know if thats a good thing or a bad thing. i think ill just have to make it up by reading alot later. :( actually i dont even read. &lt;br /&gt;actually i dont think im doing very well in school this semester because i got FREAKIN lazy this smester, i dont read, and i do things very last minute. at least last semester, i read. i dont even do that anymore. im sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know that writing a blog takes quite some time. its not like 1O min, its like 1 hour. i would say normally it takes an hour cuz i normally pause and do other stuff me thinks. im not sure, i thinks thats why i stoppped blogging for a while, cuz i got really really lazy and i dont want to right a whatevs short entry cuz i actually dont know. man i just wana go home and sleep right now. &lt;br /&gt;i failed my korean test today because i didnt study for itJAJAJAA. I THINK I might fail korean. i have basically never studied for any of the tests, the most i have done is skim through it. and that is pretty bad considering that everything on the test is from the lessons in the book. JAJAAJA. ok i fail. i think i need to move on to spanish. oh yeah. then i dont have to stress or anything. but i dont even think i will be able to fit that in my busy schedule. i dont know if im making the right decision by going with social welfare and media studies. sigh. i dont want to regret it when im old. &lt;br /&gt;i might actually be pre law. i know i shouldnt for my parents, but i might do it for my dad because i feel bad. FA;LSDJASL;JF A;SDLJFSDL;FJADS;. what is this pressure i feel :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that no one in my family is ambitious JAJAJA i think to some extent this is not very good because no one in my family really has any goals. JAJAA. hmmm not too good. my dad is not a very ambitious person, nor am i and def not my bro. it may be cuz we be too spoiled. and i guess me not being too smart also plays a part in my decision to be whatvs. &lt;br /&gt;ok i think i rambled enough. i wrote as thoughts came into my head. that is all and im really sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to be a guy. seems appealing. im sleepy. and my stomach hurts. but mostly, i want to sleep. but then i have to go home and take my contacts off and brush my teeth and take my make up off and put the pjs on. that wakes me up. then it take sme some time to get into sleep mode again. ugghhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summer and her brother are funny. brother=winter. this will be a reminder of the funny times of summer and co. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun fun in the sun sun. it rhymes. i like things that rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;ok farewell fellow fungi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-23856390864856345?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/23856390864856345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-to-ko.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/23856390864856345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/23856390864856345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/03/time-to-ko.html' title='time to KO'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-9173134788205421480</id><published>2011-03-23T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:26:45.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>something about myself</title><content type='html'>pleaseee broooo no berks. no berks. &lt;br /&gt;i shouldnt have come home. its luxury compared to berks. shoooot. its hard. &lt;br /&gt;i was gona leave today, but pushed it back to tomorrow cuz i wanted to eat jjajangmyun with my family since that couldnt be done yesterday. and i felt like i needed to eat with them before i left. well results? ME FULLLLLLLL. to the max&lt;br /&gt;we had cho man won. and i had a 탕자장 which is half 탕수육 and half 자장면.  so bombbbbbb bomb bomb bomb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;break has treated me very well shoot. &lt;br /&gt;i have been out most of the times, but i was also at home. &lt;br /&gt;saturday i chilled with ron and chunky for a little, came home and just chilled, watched tv and stuff. AHHH FELT SO GOOD. jijijijji. &lt;br /&gt;sunday, went to church, but couldnt go to service :( ahhhh sigh. &lt;br /&gt;it started raining that day. after church went home and just chilled for about 3 hours. man life is so free when there is no golf to play. i am certainly thankful for thaat time that i have now, cuz now i dont have to schedule around golf. and i can nap peacefully. yee yee. at night went to pick up joko and johnny. met some mama yeo and papa yeo. nice ppl. johnny looks like his dad. and pauuuuul jajaja. so much cooler than johnny. jaja . jk. ok maybe not. we had some interesting chinese food. spicy and stuff. it was interesting i must say. then basketball. me sits there. then wierd shaved ice at some wierd place. ok . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday. missed the metrolink or something. so had to take the amtrak to LA. met up with cool kids joko lloyd walked about 2 miles JAJA on wilshire blvd. met johnnys parents on wilshire. crazy. ate all you can eat koreanbbq. jannys parents paid for all of us. dang i was thankful. after lunch and alot of ffreakin meat. it was bingsoo time. fanncy shmancy place. &lt;br /&gt;then we goes home&lt;br /&gt;hung out at home. chillaxed. and it was all good. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday. was pretty awesome. snowboarding at mt. high yee boi. it was hella fun. i took carving to the next leveeel weeeeeeeee. basically it was a long day. and had all you can eat krn bbbq again. ohmygosh i gained like 2 more lbs. :( cuz ive been eating so much meat. shoot. bingsoo again. it was a good glorious day. yet again. &lt;br /&gt;came home had an argument with my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummed around all day todayyy. it felt ridonkly nice. i tried to take a nap. but fail. somehow the day went by really really fast even though i didnt do jack. the only time i actually went out was for din din with fambam. it was too short though. woulda liked to spend more time with them. :( &lt;br /&gt;it sucks not having a car. alot. cuz dad sold his car so hes using mine. i appreciate cars alot. cars are so convenient. i loove cars. i think the cars are the greatest invention in history, ofcourse, that is after the bathroom. my dad is planning on getting his new car this sept. dang i cant wait that long, so im thinkng of buying a car at the beg of the summer. :/ i need to find a jooooooob. cuz i want to pay for this car. dang thats gona be hard, but whatever needs to be done needs to be done. &lt;br /&gt;ive been eating waaaaaay too much. waaaaaaaaay too much. but ima enjoy while it lasts i guess. &lt;br /&gt;i really dont want to go to berkeley. i feel suffocated in that place. i remember i used to think how NICE berkeley was. man me delusional. home in some sense makes me feel free, but at the same time i gues sit doesnt, actually i feel like that at berks too, so technically i am never really "free" but as i come home, there is a different kind of freedom. whatever maybe me talking outa mah butt. foreals cuz im full or something. &lt;br /&gt;i really really really dont want to start school because i just dont like school. i wish it were summer break already. but actually i dont even want to come home because of my dad. but ugggggggh. i dont know. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow car ride :( leaving at six in the morn to go up to berks. wake up early again. i dont want to go to berks. i dont know how many times i have repeat that kinda feel like ive established that already. &lt;br /&gt;ive not felt very happy these days. im kinda glooms and anxious. maybe all the negative feelings if i must say. many things must be bringing me down. but sometimes im ok... i think i may be bipolar or something. maybe not. &lt;br /&gt;i wish the world could stop spinning for a week. so i could just sleep for a week. JAJA. ok jk. but that would be awesome. &lt;br /&gt;"some things never change" i dont believe in. it changes somehow. all time. &lt;br /&gt;lets reevaluate life and the little things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people change. time flies. where am i. who are you. why. grenade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-9173134788205421480?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/9173134788205421480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-about-right-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/9173134788205421480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/9173134788205421480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/03/something-about-right-now.html' title='something about myself'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5479652929791607528</id><published>2011-03-19T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T13:48:30.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home</title><content type='html'>socal. home. always feels good. always. except when my mom and dad get into argument and make it all wierd. which did kinda happen today. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday took a viet bus down to socal. first time i do that. the bus wasnt that bad, actually it was nice and seasts were nice. no shady looking people. actually there were so many old viet peeps, it smelled like old viet ppl. no joke. it really really did. there were also some college students, so we werent the only ones going down. &lt;br /&gt;we almost missed the bus yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;woke up fine and everything. actually i only slept for half an hour packed, got ready and everything. i was ready called jenny at 6 but she wouldnt answer :( called her 7 more times and she didnt answer :( it was already 6 25, i knew she fell asleep on me. but i needed to go home today, so as a last resort i called chris chan . yay for chris. i didnt think he would be awake, but he was. asked him to give me a ride to the bus station. came to pick me up, then johnny and kenneth came along. what a nice kid he is. made the bus JUST in time. if we were like 5 min late, it woulda been gggg. ok but good thing me smart. shooooooooot. ok jk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;socal is hot. i dont like it . i really dont. i wana be experiencing cold rainy socal weather :( i heard it hailed and rained yesterday. almost snow? LUCKY. but i guess i shall enjoy some of this weather, which is not too shabby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOME FEELS SOOOOOOOO GOOD. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday for dinner me and fam bam went to surah to eat kkrn bbqqq with appas friend and wife from argentina. dang gogi was so hella good. then we goes to hanamchain to get chips and melona bar babyyyy. dang im in heavcen :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though home is good. i be sad. im just struggling with relationships, evaluating church, rethinking about my major and what ill do afterwards. :( who can i talk to. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok time to go . &lt;br /&gt;and enjoy more home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5479652929791607528?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5479652929791607528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/03/home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5479652929791607528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5479652929791607528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/03/home.html' title='home'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1532172922288762740</id><published>2011-03-15T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T02:01:34.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, my name is becky song</title><content type='html'>dang boi. &lt;br /&gt;its been a while. foreals. its not that me not interested anymore, but i think i just prioritize better. JAJA jk. no i dont. that makes no sense at all whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;i feel like i want to write today, cuz there are too many things that have happened to me in the past 2 months? i need to document it in order to preserve these glorious memories! but i have a really bad stomach ache right now. i think im seriously gona have like some stomach disease soon. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm im really going to try to remember the highlights of the last two months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I FINALLY applied for social welfare major. i think that was in feb ? shoot. that sucks . i forgot. ok whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;-I got majorly lucky with classes this semester. og sched: stat 2 anthro r5b korean 1bx history 7b. long story short i managed to get in soc 5 instead of stat 2 and scandi instead of anthro. God is good. &lt;br /&gt;-I made my Lordship decision. i forget the date :( but i know its the same day as su's birthday. JAJA. &lt;br /&gt;-lots of my cool friends made salvation decisions. and for that im super happy. PTL. foreals. &lt;br /&gt;-I learned how to CARVE snowboarding on march 12 2O1O. tis was fun with soph at kirkwood :D &lt;br /&gt;-have gone through many ups and downs because of relationships. &lt;br /&gt;-got a new phone. im not sure if i mentioned that before. i dont like it. i really dont like touch. battery life sucks. but i guess its a phone. &lt;br /&gt;-i cried watching jim elliot and friends documentary. &lt;br /&gt;-i got my first B on a paper since freshmen year. sad. &lt;br /&gt;-why do i sleep so late? &lt;br /&gt;-my mom went through some tough stuff last month. &lt;br /&gt;-i need to mature. foreals. &lt;br /&gt;-im scared&lt;br /&gt;-im not really good at anything. even if i try. :( &lt;br /&gt;-my heart is ugly&lt;br /&gt;-im really sore. like seriously . alot. no joke. my biceps triceps forearms thighs calves whatever. you name it. i cant even put on a shirt. shooooot. &lt;br /&gt;-my stomach really hurts&lt;br /&gt;-ive realized how important relationships are for me. and i truly cherish them. &lt;br /&gt;-sieun had her baby. yayuh. and so did becky jaja. &lt;br /&gt;-i have a manly voice right now&lt;br /&gt;-i ger jacked ALOT- which i dont mind much. but i do get jacked ALOT&lt;br /&gt;-some relationships are really hard to foster. its crazy, but i really try. &lt;br /&gt;-im moved 2 weeks ago. from one bedroom to a studio. 3rd floor. not worth it. JAJA. &lt;br /&gt;-i am living with Globro ronke nd jenle. :D happy, excited, scared, at the same time. we ll see how much we can grow togethus. &lt;br /&gt;-i havent gone grocey shopping since last october JAJA. i havent had a meal at my new studio. &lt;br /&gt;-i have started to wear clothes other than sweatpants. JAJA. hmm thats a first, since soph year in high school. i got tired of them . i cant believe this day finally came. &lt;br /&gt;-i struggled alot ALOT. at the beginning of this semester. whether i should my decision or not, but i have good friends so it all be good. &lt;br /&gt;-life is hard boi. &lt;br /&gt;-i dont listen to my ipod anymore :( this makes me really really sad. because i used to listen to my ipod EVERRYWHERE for the last year and a half. &lt;br /&gt;-i have a stuffy nose. eww. boogers. &lt;br /&gt;-reaching oout is hard&lt;br /&gt;-be more patient&lt;br /&gt;-i took for granted alot&lt;br /&gt;-i have my nails painted all the time, except for these 2 weeks, which i didnt. longest time having nails a la nude. &lt;br /&gt;-my taste in music hasnt really changed&lt;br /&gt;-berkeley weather is still so hella bipolar. why the hek am i using hella. i told myself i wouldnt. cuz its so norcal. jeez. &lt;br /&gt;-i really love my family, i should call them more often. &lt;br /&gt;-ive decided to GO HOME for spring break. for short time that is and not stay up the whole time cuz i need to see my family. they are.. important. &lt;br /&gt;-woohoooo. snowboarding trip on schedule for next week. &lt;br /&gt;-sadly didnt get any work done today, except for going to office hours&lt;br /&gt;-having manly voice is pretty cool. i really like it. even though for short time. &lt;br /&gt;-korean is hard :( i dont study. but still JAJA. its hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i dont remember anything else. there is probs more but whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;there. life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1532172922288762740?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1532172922288762740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-my-name-is-becky-song.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1532172922288762740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1532172922288762740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/03/hi-my-name-is-becky-song.html' title='Hi, my name is becky song'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6534135270730611246</id><published>2011-01-12T21:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:33:07.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>undercover for the greater cause</title><content type='html'>ok. no update in like 2 weeks. kinda sad. whatevs. here goes. &lt;br /&gt;a whole week at ucsd. for missions. kinda wierd calling it a missions when it felt like it really wasnt. but i guess it technically is. &lt;br /&gt;i was certainly hella blessed. ohmygahh. i learned alot. and i think i also grew. my perspectives changed in many areas of my life. man i would go on and on, but i will make it short. &lt;br /&gt;everyday was really tiring. but i loved it. meeting people. going up to strangers. sitting with strangers. they think you be wierd. i didnt care. man &lt;br /&gt;i felt God's love. it was certainly amazing. i am so thankful. for everything. i got alot out of this trip. ;) &lt;br /&gt;oh and another thing. -that week i gained like 3 pounds. it was wonderful. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday:&lt;br /&gt;-JAJAJAAJAJA i cut my hair. 7 inches off. like goners. like that. shoot there was so much hair on the ground and around me. dang im so sad. it was a sad moment. i must say. what else can i say. oh wells. i also dyed it. its like a wierd brown. i dont really like. actually i just dont like. but other people like and think it might be ok, but i think they mite be just saying that. me thinks. oh wells. wheatver. &lt;br /&gt;-went to eat dinner at banana bay with johnny, skim, jose, nd lloyd. twas fun. food was pretty good. afterwards we go to where? hmmm. class 302 JAJAJA. I HATE MANGOS JAJAJAJ yeah. i pretty much do . sweet potato fry good. mango notishthoughish. &lt;br /&gt;-after dat we go to chino hills to watch movie. they watched true glit or something but i had to leave early :( cuz of dad. gaaaaaash. but i understand. man im mature. jk. im not. but me better daughter. though. ds;fljas;ldfjsal; jJAJAAJA. &lt;br /&gt;-go home. dad was sleeping -_____- oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;-i think ive been wastin lotsa monies. im never like this though. sad. sad. ive gone mad i tell you mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday:&lt;br /&gt;-wake up. and do something. JAJAA. oh yeah. wake up. go buy bro donkatsu. DUDE. donkatsu 5 pieces. for 10 bux. JAJAAJAJAJA. why did she even buy it. what in the world. cra cra foreals dude. so shtupiiddd. &lt;br /&gt;-go to dads office. &lt;br /&gt;-go to LA to see camera. ohhh camera kinda shady ish. forealsssskis. so didnt get it. &lt;br /&gt;-went to some place on olypic to see some phones. we were there for 2 hours. i dont even know why. we are getting sprint. JAJAJAA. switch switch. i guess 4g better and cheaper and ish. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;-another phone store in fullerton. me sleeps in car. &lt;br /&gt;-home. pack nd ish. for chunkys thing&lt;br /&gt;-ron picks me up we go to chunks house then we go to coyote hills cc to eat. &lt;br /&gt;-DANG JAJAJA I AM SERIOUSLY FP UNIVERSE. NO ONE CANT DENY IT FORSURE. in between 3 ppl we ordered bbq chicken pizza, chicken quesadillas, asian chicken salad and chicken alredo. JAJAJAAJA. ok we didnt finish it. but still. thats cra cra. im cra cra. &lt;br /&gt;-go back to chunks house. i dont know what we did. tv? &lt;br /&gt;-mochilato. meet jlim there. &lt;br /&gt;-go back to chunks. tv again? jaja i dont remembers. &lt;br /&gt;-vjj comes. &lt;br /&gt;-noraebang 501. meet sue there. sing for about an hour. felt pretty nice nd stuff. :) but was pretty tired. &lt;br /&gt;-chunks house. i dont really know what we did. ... talk.. but i was fallin asleep. because i sleep kinda normalish now. which is around 1 . and it was like 3 and i really REALLY wanted to sleep. but girls are ddongs. whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;-i tried to sleep. but chunks and vjj wouldnt let me sleep. they talk about wierd stuff. i dont even remember. &lt;br /&gt;-SLEEP BABY. finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday:&lt;br /&gt;-wake up at like 11 50. eat lnch even though i wasnt freakin hungry . &lt;br /&gt;-crazy trying to find another camera. through all the research nd stuff. i found something. i think. JAJA. but camera is 750 JAJJJJJJJAAAAAAA. whatevs. me try to go check it out tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;-went home. chilled with brohomes nd siscabob. yays. &lt;br /&gt;-went to brea mall to exchange pants. yaaaaaay plus discount yaaay. &lt;br /&gt;-came back home. ate like beast again. sigh. samgyup. bomb potatoe thing my mom made bomb mandoo that i will never bee able to make. sigh. cry. aite aite. &lt;br /&gt;-MELONA BAR. LALALALALLA. WEEEEE. MELONA BAR! MELONA BAR. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. m e l o n a b a r. love. &lt;br /&gt;-kdrama. &lt;br /&gt;-without a trace and criminal minds :) yeeeeboi. &lt;br /&gt;-NEW PHONEEEEE BABY. ok not yet. tomorrow. or friday. but i guess me stick to verizon now and get droid incredible. i hope i dont regret cuz i dont like touch. we'll see. HMMMMMMMMMMMM. a;lsfjsldafjsalfjsadlfja. &lt;br /&gt;-maybe cancel my plane ride. &lt;br /&gt;GASH&lt;br /&gt;-i hate decisions. oh yeeh boi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have lots to do tomorrow since im leaving on friday. i have very mixed feelings about it cuz i kinda dont wana go and ikinda do . but i guess 60% wants me to stay in socal and just chill. i really hope my broder will grow taller. that would be pretty cool ish. i guess. interesting. &lt;br /&gt;salfjsadlfj bre bre bre bre yeeeeeehaaaaaaaaaaaah. &lt;br /&gt;LAW AND ORDER SVU. rocks my sister socks. actually only my brothers jeje. actually only mine jejeje. im full. &lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE from texas ya'll. they be pretty cool. i like ppeople from texas. they like that orange color. jaja very amusing ish. but i met cool ppl. almost subpar- to me JEJEJEJEE. jk. jk. im full. man i hate being full. &lt;br /&gt;im kinda excited for melona bar tomorow JAJAJAA. i could only have one today. cuz i was full and that would be pretty sad if i ate more when im full. what am i saying. i eat anyways. JAJA. &lt;br /&gt;man im sad. im missing the snowtrip tomorrows. oh wells. whatevs. i need to take care of alot of stuff. so i guess its gona be cool. i think i should just take th eplane though. its been a year since i have taken the plane i think. waow. ok no i guess i could always just drive. its pretty fun too. i guess. &lt;br /&gt;jeje cant wait for the new camera. jejeeje. &lt;br /&gt;yeyas. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be fbi. or detective or something. but jaja. i m too dumb . sad. yeah . should give some melonas to skimmy pants. cuz she love em toos. &lt;br /&gt;bubbbbbbbba. &lt;br /&gt;some things in this world. sad. &lt;br /&gt;lets pray. &lt;br /&gt;joy to the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6534135270730611246?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6534135270730611246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/01/undercover-for-greater-cause.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6534135270730611246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6534135270730611246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/01/undercover-for-greater-cause.html' title='undercover for the greater cause'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4235192315532786333</id><published>2011-01-01T23:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:20:18.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY 1.1.11.</title><content type='html'>ok. just wanted to say that. yeyha. &lt;br /&gt;havent felt like really writing at all. &lt;br /&gt;dont feel like it right now. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts. &lt;br /&gt;i had cheesecake factory today. good din din . good steak oh yeah boi. &lt;br /&gt;and fetucci alredy. saucy yes. &lt;br /&gt;good stuff. i guess. &lt;br /&gt;MAN THEIR braed is good. I WOULD JUST GO for their bread. anyday. &lt;br /&gt;shirley temple is good too. OHGOODNESS yeah . that is. &lt;br /&gt;but just had chocopie. :( and chocolate. and pears. so full. i wish i could grow watermelons in my stomach. like if i ate a seed or something. it would like soil iteself in my stomach and acid and stuff and start growing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thhursday. was a day. filled with dayness. &lt;br /&gt;ima just make it hella short cuz me tired nd stuffish. &lt;br /&gt;-woke up &lt;br /&gt;-went to pick up skim&lt;br /&gt;-dt at paris baguette. &lt;br /&gt;-go homesis. &lt;br /&gt;-michelle came&lt;br /&gt;-ramen time and kimchee. yum yums. &lt;br /&gt;-go to dennys house&lt;br /&gt;-MAJOR traffic on 57 north. only suppose to take 45 min to his house from my house, but took like 1 hour and a half. &lt;br /&gt;-dennys house. finally. &lt;br /&gt;-denny, joseph, michlle, me, skim, johnny, nd josh all fit in dennys van. so off we go to mt high at 4 45 ish . &lt;br /&gt;-only suppose to take less than 30 min to mt high from dennys place. it took us like 2 hours and a half -_______-. i love traffic. shoot. &lt;br /&gt;-lift tickets suppose to start at 5pm. that was og plan. but we arrived at like 7 30 ish. janny mishelle and denny needed to rent boards and stuff. so we wait in van they go rent. &lt;br /&gt;-me nd skim look for them. no good. &lt;br /&gt;-i go look for them again. no good. &lt;br /&gt;-joseph and josh go look for them. good. &lt;br /&gt;-that was at 8 20. &lt;br /&gt;-started boarding at like 8 40 ish. waows :( &lt;br /&gt;-me nd skimy jose josh go on bunny, then jose josh leave us. &lt;br /&gt;-i teach skimmy snowboard. im a noob too though. what the hek. whatevs&lt;br /&gt;-bunny sloped it 5 times. i guess worth it sorta ish. &lt;br /&gt;-after freazing off we go to rancho. skim dads bestfriend owns a boston pizza in rancho. &lt;br /&gt;-dang nice food. ate like 60 dollars worth of food for free. it was kinda awesome. had good jolly time. man it was late. i was sleepy and full. &lt;br /&gt;-dennys house to get our cars. &lt;br /&gt;-drop off skim&lt;br /&gt;-home&lt;br /&gt;-die. &lt;br /&gt;-sleep. &lt;br /&gt;i guess. good long dayish. thing&lt;br /&gt;earlier next time. 3 hours earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did absolutely something yesterday. home. what a thing yeah. cool i knows. &lt;br /&gt;all day home. it was pretty good. i liked it. it was real real real good. planned on going to brea mall. but didnt. cuz me lazy buutttt. yeeeyah. just stayed home and enjoyed some law and order and criminal mind and without a trace. gota love detectives nd fbis cuz yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today morning. woke up. my dad made me vaccuuum room. shower. sae bae to parents. got money from dad and grandma. the grandma whos in nj. i guess she sent the money or something. SAE BONG MAH NI BA DEO SA YO- YO. brea mall. it was ogy only suppose to be me bro nd sis but all fam tagged along. i guess good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;bro bought me yahgt or however you spell shoes at steve madden. those lookin like sperrys . its actually nice. i went to mall to get moccasins. but i saw those and i wanted them i guess. man sister is wierd. to the max. we went to cute tokyo store at brea. she wanted this bear lookin doll thing from japan. its the size of my hand. its 17 bux. waow. forealskiis. shoot. i can buy like. 15 mcchickens with that. so i didnt let her buy it. she like pii juh suh to max. i got a nice peach smellling thing there though. for car. why they be so expansive. jeez. but i guess. i get iit. &lt;br /&gt;dang i did something stupid thing today. juicy couture speakers. that dont even work JAJAJAJA. thats all i must say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts. :'( a;sdlfjasdlfjasdlasjd. as;fljasdflsaj. &lt;br /&gt;dang reconnecting with people i havent talked to in like 5 years. feels kinda distant wierd nd stuffish &lt;br /&gt;north korea declaring peace. coo coo. &lt;br /&gt;holiday oh holiday. i saw really cool cute huge animal plushie thing. at the tokyo thing store. JAJA but the thing is like 90 bux. JAJA. i would get it. i would. i want it . but its expansive. and so im not gona get it&lt;br /&gt;but i wish i did hhuuuuuuuuuuuul. &lt;br /&gt;my spanish! its failing me now! oh nos. me sad. dang i need to do something about it. like when i talk to dad. it comes out all wierd nd stuff. and i get stuck sometimes. man that feels like suckity suck sucks. shoot. i dont wana lose it no more. maybe time for me to take spanish 25 or something. isssssssh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ikea. i really like that place. sometime about that place. is kinda special. ish. i dont know. time to change some stuff. like phone. hopefully soon. i dont know what to get though. what a dilemma. whatever. its petty stuff. jeez. i get worked over nothing. &lt;br /&gt;there are greater things in life. &lt;br /&gt;like&lt;br /&gt;man. trying not to crash a car on the road. like stuff like that ish. &lt;br /&gt;far east movement. eyebrow raise. cool stuff. the girl never sings though . live that is. which is sketch. but whatever floats her rootbeer float. i just thought of that. dont really know if it makes sensy. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach kinda hurts. its already 1 2 11 which is kinda not cool ish. cuz its like bleeh now. &lt;br /&gt;whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye. nighty night night nights. &lt;br /&gt;stomach &lt;br /&gt;hurts ish. filled with chocolate stuff. it would be better with pear. man I LOVE KOREAN  PEAR. its bomb. i love it. i just like korean fruit more than ... other places fruit... i guess. cuz i dont like gam from anywhere else other than korea or kmarket or something i guess. oh and also chameh. dang that thing is good. whatever fruit is just good in general. except when there is cheese. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4235192315532786333?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4235192315532786333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-1111.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4235192315532786333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4235192315532786333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2011/01/happy-1111.html' title='HAPPY 1.1.11.'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8543406432540294952</id><published>2010-12-30T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T01:07:42.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>green thing</title><content type='html'>today. felt longish. dont know whys. but it did. to my dismay. OO like scream face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont really feel like writing today. so ima keep it short. short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-woke up.&lt;br /&gt;-did stuff&lt;br /&gt;-ate lunch at homesis. &lt;br /&gt;-stayed home watched some tv. &lt;br /&gt;-went to rancho. &lt;br /&gt;-pick up bro from alpha hagwon. poor guy. sat for 8 hours a day. &lt;br /&gt;-sibling shighan with bro and sis at barnes :) JAJAA. was feeling nice. did dt's there and bought my bro his christmas present: books. he likes it. what can i say. &lt;br /&gt;-dropped themm off at homsis. &lt;br /&gt;-i went to pick up chunky&lt;br /&gt;-went to vjjs house to pick up her snowboard. dang she lives in a hella shady place. oh i think i already said that, but dang at night. its like saw or like texas chainsaw masacre or something scary like that. shoot. no lights or something. first time i went on high beam. oh and no signal either. spoookay. &lt;br /&gt;-went to rons work. stood there like retards looking into the glass. see how little kids play at little prince. waow little prince= a high class playground for children. shoot. ohmygosh i wish i could take pics and put it up. its ridonk. &lt;br /&gt;-we go to rons house. we chilled for a bit. &lt;br /&gt;-go to nrb. OHMAN. what good therapy for the soul . sHOOOOOOOT. i havent been there in exactly a year. didnt even go over the summer. cannot believes. i misssed it! especially with hs friends. oh gosh but too short. only 1 hour. dad was &gt;:/ so had to go homesis cuz kinda lateish i guess. whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me snowboarding tomorrow. excited :) havent been in a year. i bet i still suck. ima fall down on my butt a lot. and stuff. ohlordy. &lt;br /&gt;melona bar. tomorrow? YES MUCH. &lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;br /&gt;me &lt;br /&gt;goes&lt;br /&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;me&lt;br /&gt;tired&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;sleepy ish&lt;br /&gt;goodnight. ish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8543406432540294952?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8543406432540294952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/green-thing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8543406432540294952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8543406432540294952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/green-thing.html' title='green thing'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-7442247913472976777</id><published>2010-12-28T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T23:25:26.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot for the stars</title><content type='html'>its such a dayish. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt know the canadian border looked like that. drivers license and government id. i guess you dont need a passport. waow so simple and easy to cross the borderish. he wanted to comit suicide. and he got a bloody nose. and he had to kee his hands in the air. move to the left and stuff ish. nosebleed eww gross. get down on your knees. why suffer. handcuff. there are some crazy people. fbi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what i wanted to be. an fbi. solve crimes. and get the bad guys. get trained. with guns. and stuff ish. its kinda cool. not only that. but . its legit. its something smart and stuff. but ive realized. that i cannot. because i dont meet the criteria. sad. i would though. but i wouldnt like to brutally kill someone or torture them for answers and confessions. thats kinda low. me no low stuff. its all about being sleek. cool. sly. real coy. to get it out of theres. i cannot be so cool. im so lame. gosh. whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i woke up. got readies. called chunky. man that girl dont never pick up her phone like eber. gosh. so i had to go to that girls house to bring her out. to mah surprise her mom came right up to me and chunky was in the car. so picked her up. went to my homie. signed up for winter retreat. banked it. then went to banana bay. waited for vjj and mike. then we ate togethurs. second time in rowland/diamond areaish within 3 days. i realized that the pad se eww and pad ke mow is better at berks. banana bay is not that good. so i guess. today. i missed berks thai food. after eatings. we goes to cue to take pics. personally, i dont really like taking cue pictures. i think they be a waste of money. but gots to go with the crowd on this one i guess. cant be the party pooper. like poopity poop poops. bbang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited vjj's new house after. she lives in hilly secret place in hacienda heights. kinda shady mcshade shades. but oh wells. wouldnt wana live there cuz its i dont know. really grassy and big hilly mountainy. but its nice though, the view and stuff. wide spaces and stuff. i guess its depending on your taste. spent some time there. vjjs grandparents are hella cute jajajjaajajaJAJAJAAJA. they are. &lt;br /&gt;we goes to brea mall after. eugene joined us there. &lt;br /&gt;i spent like 2 hours at pacsun cuz i needed to exchange a jacket. MAN talk about indecisive. i MUST seriously BE the most indecisive person in the WWW. foreals. its gona even take forever to explain what i went through in those 2 hours. basically short. i couldnt decide between like 2 or 3 jackets. i got to exchange it though. period. good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dropped off chunks at her house. came home. watched some tv. ate some good din din w good banchan. :) lovely. &lt;br /&gt;the street life must be hard. but sometimes i think ppl do it because they want to. they like it? i dont know. i wish i could ask them. i wish i could ask each and everyone of them their life story and how they got there. that would be pretty darn interesting. i wonder if i could do that for a living. going around like that. that would make me a bum too? JAJAJAJAJA. yeah it prob would. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother is annoying so is my sister. so so annoying.&lt;br /&gt;som epeople in this world are really really scary. and can be scary and are psycho. like piggys in their pig pens. so so scary. like nervending parts of the body. &lt;br /&gt;oink oink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psych seems pretty cool. maybe not. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know. &lt;br /&gt;my legs i cant feel. heartburn . spicy? i think so . imnot sure whatever. &lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAJJAJAJA hydroxycut. &lt;br /&gt;ok im done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-7442247913472976777?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/7442247913472976777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/shoot-for-stars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7442247913472976777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7442247913472976777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/shoot-for-stars.html' title='shoot for the stars'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1202388107779313720</id><published>2010-12-27T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T21:00:42.314-08:00</updated><title type='text'>samba</title><content type='html'>annyoung chingoo with changoo head. changoonim. stone bart. &lt;br /&gt;I forget all the time. &lt;br /&gt;I forget what i do all the time. bummer ish. kinda. whatever though. &lt;br /&gt;i have good sleeping schedule now. not very good. but its ok. cuz i actually sleep at night and wake up with the sun is up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today. blah blah blah and then met up with kevin at islands. dude gg. the menu at islands has calories right next to the dish or whatever. DUUUUUUUDE GGGGGGGGGGGG. the burgersss are like 1300-1700 calories. gg. ohmygoodnes. i dont think i can eat more calories no more from any tgis fridays, rubys, islands, applebees and whatevers mores. its siiiiiiick. so many calories for a freakin burger. ohmygoodnes. im glad i dont go to those. i only had half of the burger anyways so i guess that was better. i was full anyways. gave the other half to mom. :) then we can be fps togethuuuuhs. yeeeeee. kevin bought lunch anyways. so all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home and chillaxed for 2 hours. then went to borders at brea. met up with skimmy pants to do dts. i bought a molskin snoopy special edition thing. i dont really even like those. just cuz errone has one i dont wana get it and it s just bleeh but i like snoopy and i need a journal thingy so i just got it. its kinda expensive though. like 4 bux more than the regular one. ish. dang i thought that thing was molkaskin. freakin skimmy pants is a liar pants on fire who wants to seriously go in the fire. we stretched dt on for like 2-3 hours ish. we was gona go to brea mallskis but too late :( dropped skimmy pants off and thens i went home . &lt;br /&gt;home sure is good.&lt;br /&gt;its like coming home to food. kinda. kinda. &lt;br /&gt;but i really did come home for food. had some good ol bap and gim and o jing uh. man so good :) that be all i need. for meal. so yum yums in the tum tums. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo close to getting cameraa :) yayayayay. almost ish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry. &lt;br /&gt;i need to get a phone. im sad. i dont know which one to get. i have a black berry right now, so i thought i would get a bb bold, but everyone saying no good. go with droid. but droid is like meeh cuz its touch screen and i dont really like touch screen, but internet surfing super smooooth. what a sleeeeezaay. man. im so undecisive. i hateme. everyone should just hate me. maybe people already hate the me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like all the time. like everyday. i havent had bingsoo yet. who the hek cares if its cold gash. i want my bingsoo. but i realized that i love bingsoo. banana, and strawberry and kiwi and watermelon and something anish something stuff and other stuff is so yummy. i wish i could cook but i suck at cooking. MAN im not even saying that cuz i say that. but i SUCK foreals. i cant even make rice or mandoo. oh mygosh i tried making mandoo and i seriously SUCK. its so freakin nastay. the mandoo i make. how hard can it be to make mandoo. put oil on the pan and put the freakin mandoo to cook and whatever. but no. there must be something more to it cuz apparently i dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quiero cavalgar en caballo. ahi estan los muertos. con sangre. asqueroso. que mas podemos hacer mas que mirar desde el mas alla. jujujuju. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cutting nails. it feels super good. so fresh like ahhhhhhh and like bunch of squigly lines. but it hurts a little when i press the keys. oh wells. the world is kinda funny. &lt;br /&gt;berkeley really makes me think alot. i dont really like thinking, but berkeley makes meh think . i need some veggies. i always thought kimchi was veggie and ok and enough, maube its not. dang blockbuster is still in business. i thought it went bonkers long time ago. ish. &lt;br /&gt;ok bye. im kinda talking nonsense now. bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1202388107779313720?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1202388107779313720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/annyoung-chingoo-with-changoo-head.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1202388107779313720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1202388107779313720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/annyoung-chingoo-with-changoo-head.html' title='samba'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1927479530393247726</id><published>2010-12-26T22:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T15:12:54.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>icky stuff</title><content type='html'>hi hi hi hi hi. helo helo helo. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt do anything on christmas day. stayed home all day. i didnt do much except for dt and watch tv. watched some korean dramas with parents. quite fun. &lt;br /&gt;went to play golf with my dad.. i don tkonw why i kinda have to keep on practicing. i guess i do though, so i dont completely forget it since i devoted so much of my serious lifetime to that. &lt;br /&gt;and then i dont remember blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. i went to riverside gp with vivian. went to service. saw some old faces. good to see sieun, ray, lydia, and other ppl. i forget. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a;sldfjasldfjasdlfajs. im tired. &lt;br /&gt;came back from homsis at 6. &lt;br /&gt;went golfing with my dad. again. its ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to rowland to eat with jose and johnny.  ate at gypsys. admit it was good, but not worth the money. &lt;br /&gt;dropped off jose at homsis. &lt;br /&gt;went home and spent time at hime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time for me to get a hair cut and to cut my nails. &lt;br /&gt;ive never had hair longer than right now. its not too bad right now. not bothering me or anything, but i still think its too long. my nails are so long its bothering me. alot. when i type, when i scratch, when i shampoo my hair blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to go to the mall. and get something. i dont know what but i do need to get something. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got all of my grades. didnt do too shabby :) best semester ive had in college since ever. i got a disappointing B+ in polisci though :( gash i coulda done better now that i think of it. but ill just say thank God for no C's this year and no failing or something. since so many people didnt do too well this semester. :( i need to cut my nails. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woho for after christmas salesss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww man. my face has gotten oilier :( i liked it non oily. bo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye byes. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1927479530393247726?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1927479530393247726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/icky-stuff.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1927479530393247726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1927479530393247726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/icky-stuff.html' title='icky stuff'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5260161717014297154</id><published>2010-12-24T23:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T14:48:09.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas eve</title><content type='html'>woke up early today. had to meet up with ronny and chunky for lunch. havent seen chunky in a forever years. missed that girl. something special. to make me smile. we met up at starbucks. sat down. and chatted for a little. just catching up on lyfe. man im hungry. so yeah hungers. so we went to eat lunch at yoko. me nd chunks shared some donkatsu and odeng. since my freakin appetite is not back :( miseryyy. oh wells. nevertheless. it was yumm fun for my tum tum. we stayed there for a  bit and moved on to the starbucks again. sat down hung out for a little and decided to go to brea mall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at brea mall i bought my mom her michael kors handbag and since i was already there i bought her a wallet too. dang. i can already see her radiating smile. face.ish. i dont think ive ever really bought her a proper gift. :) &lt;br /&gt;right now i dont care about soccer... i never really do. &lt;br /&gt;chunky bought a gift card at urban. bleeh. we left. my dad was waiting at me at home. so went home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and dad visited 4 different cell phone places. -______- i dont know why. i didnt even change my phone today, but i am seriously in between a bb bold, curve or a droid or a galaxy or -_____- i dont know.. and im super indecisive. me sad. whatever. we were roaming around like bummies for like 2 hours. then i just wanted to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my parents and my bro went over to michael's house to eat dinner. i didnt want to go. kinda likke for no reason. my sister didnt want to go either. i dunno if i did good in staying cuz they ate galbi. parents said they were gona come back right after the dinner. yeah right. that aint happenin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry. i dont know how to cook anything in my house. so i had cereal and milk and a korean peanut butter ppang and a choco pie. i made my sis the last ramen left. i guess we had a ok dinner. both of us. cozy and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAJAAJAJAJAJAAJAJAJAJAJAJA. &lt;br /&gt;ronny called me at like 10 ish. we went to pho 21. i hate pho. i really really hate pho kinda like alot. i hate pho. pho is not cool. pho is kinda like poop. because its kinda like not cool. alot. came home and talked a bit. started the pianist at home. waow what a depressing movie. so freakin sad gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my face is so soft. like baby's butt. i did a mask thing yesterday. waow so sweet. smooth everything. dang mask thing does wonders. like alice in wonderland. &lt;br /&gt;ok i wana go to sleep now. &lt;br /&gt;i feel like im not doing much with my time. but i like it. kinda. &lt;br /&gt;whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooosh. &lt;br /&gt;merry almost christmass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5260161717014297154?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5260161717014297154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5260161717014297154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5260161717014297154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-eve.html' title='christmas eve'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4150180658314242973</id><published>2010-12-23T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T14:24:33.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>weather reverse</title><content type='html'>man. weather lookin good. no good though. i hate it. man . come on. in needs to be rainy. and gloomy and colder. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda forget what i did today. jaja. jeje. jo jo jo. &lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmm. oh yeah . i woke really really early in the morning. waow. yeah. its good i guess. woke up early to go to do dt with vivian and skimmy pants at starbucks. &lt;br /&gt;good stuff. was there until 12 ish or so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met with emchoh to eat lunch :D &lt;br /&gt;gave her her late birthday/late baptism/early christmas present jaja. &lt;br /&gt;ate at souplantation. yeeeeeeeeh. i like that place. i like the greens and i like the pizza bread and the cheese bread and the mac and cheese and the spaghetti. ohh that last one just kinda... cuz sometimes its kinda not good. foreals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang i spent like 2 hours just talking with her, catching up about life and blahs. it was all good in the hood. chillaxin. man wish we had more of these times. i never even saw her like once in berks. i will next smmesteeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrr. oh figity fig fig fiiiiiiiiig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home. and i bummed around. bumming around is good. feels real good. with cearmic heater next to me. &lt;br /&gt;ceramic heater is my new bestfriend. his name is stanley. because. it reminds me of a train face. &lt;br /&gt;im hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sleepy . ok bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4150180658314242973?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4150180658314242973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/weather-reverse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4150180658314242973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4150180658314242973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/weather-reverse.html' title='weather reverse'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-2015785359858450098</id><published>2010-12-21T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-22T08:37:09.332-08:00</updated><title type='text'>outside world</title><content type='html'>hello. i went out for the first time today. i went to downtown LA with mom. &lt;br /&gt;my mom went to give her friend her present or whatever then we went to eat jjajangmyun and ttangsooyuk. it was good. except for the fact that i couldnt eat much. waow i cant believe it. but yeah i had like less than half a jjajangmyun bowl and like only 5 ttangsooyuk pieces :( i have no appetite. this sucks. i hate being sick. i am no longer fp anything for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a;sdlfjaslfasj RAAAAAAAAAIN. i love it. except no rainboots and rain stopped kindofish. &lt;br /&gt;its kinda really horrible when youre hungers but you cant eat. its a wierd feeling. i hate it. im hungry but i cant eat. cuz my stomach feels wierd. its like wierdy wierd wierds. a;sdlfjas;dlfjadfa. i want to eat all the gogi in my fridge. we have like stocks of bulgogi, galbi, steak, sangyupsal, chadol in my fridge :( i havent had any of it yet. a;dlfjasd;lfjasdf. saaaaaad. the only thing ive been eating is fruit. JAJAJA. which is not that bad cuz i like fruit. i actually crave fruit. and i like fruit. fruityty fruit fruits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleep :( ohmygaaaaaaaaah. i think i might have insomnia or something. i keep on waking up randomly at night and its so hard to fall back asleep. i wake up at like 5 in the morning and cant fall back asleep so i watch tv. and watch the news. the lady and the boi say: ohhhhhh storm storm floood flood. good things happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whyyyyyyyyyy my body screwed, my sleeping schedule screwed, desires to go out screwed. since i dont feel so good i dont want to go out like anywhere. i cant even see the light right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i have a ceramtic electric heater thing next to me which keep me warm. sa;ldfjsa;ldfj jejejejeejjejejeejojojojojojijijijijajajajjejejejeejejjaijijjujuju. i have to go to mall tomorrow to buy presents. &lt;br /&gt;i would buy my dad something, but he never uses anything i buy so its pointless. aaaahhhhh. i have to go shopping. i dont want to. &lt;br /&gt;i want melona bars. they be light green. yummy. milky. melting in yo mouth. pure yummness. what a seductress melona bar be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laptop is finally fixed! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. im SOOOOOOOOO happy i can type the numbers 4 6 8 0. its almost like a privilege to be able to press on these buttons. YEYUH BOI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my neck hurts. when i turn left. *stiiiiiiiing. *twiiiiiiiiitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have bags under my eyes. except that its not really visible, but underneath it all, its there. i can see it. MAN THIS IS THE WORST FEELING EVER. im so sleepy, my eyes want to rest, but my mind wont go to sleep. what a ppang ddong face. cognitive dissonance. JAAAAAA! cheya boi. freakin psych term for final. JAJA. jejejjeje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my broder is a baby brat face. waow. gosh. what abratty brat brats. chipotel brat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally know the difference between a CUPCAKE and a MUFFIN waooooooooow. INNOVATION! INSIRATION! cupcake have icing, muffin dont. JAJAJAJAAJA. noiiiiiiiiice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY. my dad is gona get me a dslr for christmas :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD YAYAYAY. i didnt think he would get it, but dang dad is cool. jk. appa is always cool. despite feeling so crappy this week, i feel super duper thankful for a lot of things. and i thank God for his mercy and love because i can surely feel him working through me somehow through all these struggles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDD i have mixed feelings about my feelings. i dont even know if that makes sense. whatevers. chaop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-2015785359858450098?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/2015785359858450098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/outside-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2015785359858450098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2015785359858450098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/outside-world.html' title='outside world'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-2166322374578841171</id><published>2010-12-20T22:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T17:15:33.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmyygaaaah</title><content type='html'>shoot me foreals. last naight was the worse night of my life. &lt;br /&gt;i really thought i was gona die. :( &lt;br /&gt;i had high fevers. i was awake all night. i had to wake dad up at like 1 in the morning cuz i was getting shocks all over my body. how is that even possible. i dont know. its like some eletric thing going on. ohmygaaah. horrible. i couldnt stay still for about 2 hours. my arms were paralyzed and i couldnt move my hands. if i tried moving any part of my arms, it hurt. and if i looked down ohmygash, it hurt like bees sitting on yo butt. &lt;br /&gt;im so thankful for daddy. he stayed up with me and massaged my body until i was ok. i finally fell asleep at like 5 in the morn, but woke up shortly after. ohmygash. i hate being sick. i dont think ive ever been this sick in my life. ok maybe i have but not within the past decade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt do anything today. i think i took like 2 to 3 hour naps here and there cuz i didnt sleep at all at night. stayed home. its kinda suffocating. my head hurts. &lt;br /&gt;im dizzy. i guess its ok since it happened after finals. but stillll. i cant go out. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im thankful! for the rain! yaaaaaaaaay. i loveeeees the rain. and im thankful for my family who takes care of me when im sick. except for my brother. he freakin hits me when im sick. what the hek. no matter how many times i tell him to stop hitting me, he still hits me, knowing i have mom sal. whatevers. i feel miserable though. i really do . its gotten better. &lt;br /&gt;i havent met any of my friends yet. ad;fljlasjdfa. they all be working. its so different now they in college. its like workin people now. makes me look kinda bumish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant look at too much light. it hurts. or something. or uncomfortable. or something. too much for my head. &lt;br /&gt;i have to cut my hair. really really long. but i dont know how much to cut it. asld;fjasdlfjasdl;fajsdflasdfa. prob gona be crappy.&lt;br /&gt;i guess sickness not too bad. i can stay home all day and watch movies all day long errday. bro got a month free of netflix. movies are not that good. its actually super bleeeh. but whatevers. i guess i can watch the princess and the frog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont get why people get a sugar high. &lt;br /&gt;i cant stare at this screen no more. its hurting my eyes or my brain or something. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye. jolly jelly belly in your tum tums.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-2166322374578841171?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/2166322374578841171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/ohmyygaaaah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2166322374578841171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2166322374578841171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/ohmyygaaaah.html' title='ohmyygaaaah'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1812960210579811455</id><published>2010-12-19T20:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T16:28:13.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>home-&gt;mom sal</title><content type='html'>hommmmmmmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeee.home. home hoooooooome. &lt;br /&gt;yee yeeeeeeeeeeee boii. &lt;br /&gt;but im sick. &lt;br /&gt;man yesterday was grueling 8 hours. but i got home. broke in my house through the window. &lt;br /&gt;thats how safe we should feel at home :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept for 15 hours. oh yeeh. actually im sick. i got mom sal. throat hurts, body feels freakin cold when heater is on, body hurts and head hurts :( actually i dont care. i deserve this after making my body work sick hours during finals and dead week. &lt;br /&gt;IM COLD! &lt;br /&gt;whatever home feels good. &lt;br /&gt;had chipotel tonight. its not that special no more cuz chipotel is so available and close to homesis back at berks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not sre what i will be doing this break. just chillax. i dont know. whatever whatever whatever. me bum around house. and me sleep all day. i shouldnt do that. all i know is that imsnowboarding lots. joyful joy oh joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i cant even write anymore. &lt;br /&gt;me sick me cold me out. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1812960210579811455?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1812960210579811455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/home-mom-sal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1812960210579811455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1812960210579811455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/home-mom-sal.html' title='home-&gt;mom sal'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-819980743127004433</id><published>2010-12-16T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-16T02:24:26.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINAL</title><content type='html'>destination at its service. a;sdlfjas;lfjdal;f. SHABOOOM. like mayo and ketchup. &lt;br /&gt;waow i love ketchup. i seriously cant live without ketchup. its like ash kachum or what ever pokemon namj. ketchup good with chicken, any type of potato, including chips, steak, keesh or howevey you spells that, i cant think of anymore at the top of the cerebellum but ketchup make errthang bettas. oye loca. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finals week is like a weaksauce. got nothing on me. but today is opposite day. me sinks. but oh well. &lt;br /&gt;poor neglected sad blog. me has more important things to do now. you know. bigger and better things. maybe. just maybe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a caveman. i just need beard. thats all. i could probably make it with my hair. its be long. anyway. my sleeping pattern be so messed. my days are nights and my nights are days. what can i say. its the life of an owl. except that i dont coo coo or wwoo woo, dont have big eyes, but thats ok i guess. man this week is crazy. i feel crazy. normaly i dont feel like that. its finals week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am doneeeeeezzzo with POLITICAL SCIENCE USELESS THING for thing. jk. it must be useful for someone. but just not for me. i dont even vote. i dont know anything about the issues or whatever. i could careless actually. but maybe in near future i will be more interested. polisci is dreading. i would rather take a bio class. and i hate bio. man but me fail essay portion final because i bsed it so bad. i wrote it in like 3O min, but not enough time. my grammar is worse than a 5 year olds. sad. i spent too long trying to answer the ids, which i think i did fine. not great. just fine. i didnt really study for it. but i dont feel like i shoulda studied more, i think i woulda done the same. so that be good. no actually kinda great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i man i dont think ive slept at regular hours. the earliest ive slept in like the past 2 weeks might be at like 5 ish. which no good. what keeps me sane is pandora. man pandora kinda great? except that i skip lotsa songs cuz i dont like. i dont like the fact that the times you can skip a song are limited. cuz i dont like kinda like a lot of songs. oh well. i also find out that pandora includes kpop. not too shabby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this semester might have been one of the hardes semesters in my life. oh joy. it was like an emotional rollercoaster. relationships here there little bit go go cra cra. man but im so happy that this semester done. i dont get post grads who say they miss school like ginasong. i wont miss it. doing the work . no. bye bye i will say. dang my pandora is playing some ses music. i dont really like their songs. just like one. why must i have a final on friday at 7pm. man finals is one hater of beckysong. it just wana punch my face and leave me bruised. actually i wouldnt mind if finals did that cuz then i woulda have an excuse to not take finals. kinda. question mark. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so me dont know when i go home. i want to go on friday. that would be ideal, but too packed and time tight. then i would forget a bajillion things at home and regret and sigh and sigh some more and be not happy at home. JAJAJJAAJAJAAJAJA. im procrastinating like max right now. so bad. whatevers. i want a new camera. i was talking to the wrong jason. im dumb. so i might go home on saturday or sunday or monday. i want to go snowboarding on saturday too. man only if vivian took us :( why only guys go :( a;sdlfjasdlfasjdfalsjfalsf asl;fjasdlkfjasdlkfa. me too. i wana go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love winter. and cold. i hate the sun and the hotness. its not cool. &lt;br /&gt;whwhen im done with finals. im going to cry. fake cry. because no more tears left. since i used up all of them during my sleep prob crying about my hair disappearanceness. yeah there is no point to hide it or evade it. i cant wait to go home and drive, sleep, eat, watch tv, and play with my brother and my sister. and watch movies. and snowboard. oh yeah baby. and eat. yeah thats right. im FP universe. oh man i want a british accent. oh man i love music. oh man . ohman. o woman. oh woman. OHMYGAH. me fail. psych final oh well. my appa and bro always said im good working as cook at mcdd. how encouraging of family. oh man i feel loved. yes i do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ma be me some moccassins. yes i am. yes i am . yes i will. oor maybe not. cuz i want sperrys too. i think ima just buy them tomorrow. oh yes. like korean thing you eat. OH YES. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay im sitting here. moffitt. doing nothing. jejejeje. this is kinda great. dang me gay. &lt;br /&gt;today again. stay until like 7 in the morn. go sleep at jiyoung's house. actually my first home because i dont even go to my apt. havent really slept there since more than a week ago. i should just move in with them. DUUUUUUUUUDE i wana go snowboarding. ohmygashi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im eating grape fruit snacks . its pretty yum yum . i had gypsis tonight. gypsys? whatevers. i have a frog on my laptop. my dad fixed my other laptop. YAAAAAAAAAAY. yaaaay. man i actually wana stay longer to sleep all day. if i go back home. dad is gona make me wake up at 9 in the morn errday. waow oh joy. so  much for winter BREAK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apple clouds are goold. cielo de manzana. ok i have to study now. &lt;br /&gt;good song of the night: misery- maroon 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-819980743127004433?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/819980743127004433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/final.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/819980743127004433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/819980743127004433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/12/final.html' title='FINAL'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-7927940475269581856</id><published>2010-11-27T01:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T20:13:32.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'>black shopping</title><content type='html'>heylow. fa;sldjfasdlj blaarggggg. &lt;br /&gt;today i was tired. today im tired. today my leg hurts. owieee. &lt;br /&gt;man day started at 7 3O. left to cabazon outlets. gasddddddfotank tank chooo chooo. &lt;br /&gt;started shopping at like 9 5O ish. man not much to see there. deals were pretty good but the clothes was meeeeh . didnt see anything i liked. &lt;br /&gt;me only thng bought was one zip up. one cardiganish thing from pacsun. mk mini wallet. anntaylor scarf. plaid shirt from tr. polo half moccasins/slippers. actually i dont know if its only for in house usage or outside too. man me ? toing. &lt;br /&gt;my bro bought lotsssssaaaa clothes though. looooosaaaaaa clothes. my mom didnt buy that much. &lt;br /&gt;dad and sis stayed home cuz dad was bleeeh from yest night. sister is lazy. &lt;br /&gt;what a poofball faces. &lt;br /&gt;shopped/walked around until 2 3O ish. ate at mcdiddies. went homsis. &lt;br /&gt;me tired. boomchikka boom. &lt;br /&gt;tried to sleep for an hour. but sister was creating ruckus. she was going crazies for reals. she was hella mad that we didnt take her to cabazon. she said no one woke up her , but appa woke her up tons of times. she said she didnt want to go . dang what a bratty brat brat. gosh. so she cried for an hour. she locked herself in my parents room and bawled like bear. gom angry gom. inceesssant crying is annoying. jeez. so me be nice sister. so i told her i would take her to freakin brea mall. &lt;br /&gt;she wouldn budge, but then she decided to go. dad gave her 1OO bux. &lt;br /&gt;we went to brea mall. and shopped. i bought pants JAJA. she bought her stuff at justice. &lt;br /&gt;how wierd that they changed the name from limited too to justice. for cereals i dont get it. whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i go drop jenny off at homsis. go behind barnes. park car. meet ronny. then go meet grace at her store. then we see fany. wow fany is so bbumbuunae. i dont know how he says hi to us. i feel so bad for chunky. i always had a bad feeling about fany. gosh. &lt;br /&gt;so me and ron had a good talk with him. gosh i was mad. but i chamasuh for chunky and i guess it wont really solve anything. whatevs. hes a coward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me ron and grace go to paris baguette. pick up sue. sue bring us ppang from pb and some pudding and samwiches. basically leftovers. was yum yum in my tum tum. we go to garden grove to eat at byul dae pyo. DANG. it was good. all you can eat krn bbq for 15 bux. gaaaaaaaash it was like dweji bulgogi, bulgogi, samgyup, chadol, some intenstine ewww, dwenjang jigae nonstop. gosh DEEEEEELIIIIIIIIIIIIISHHHHHHHHH. yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaboi. dang we ate until we exploded. ronny bought for us. JAJAJA. a;sdlfjasld;fjs. sanks. then what happened. &lt;br /&gt;man i dont remember. &lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;oh went home. dropped off grace and sue. &lt;br /&gt;then ron came to my homie we played xbox and then she left. &lt;br /&gt;then me sleep cuz dang what a freakin long day. my legs hurt like cruch time . cruch crunch major cramp in my left leg. a;dljfadslfajsd;lafsjdfalsdjflj. &lt;br /&gt;dang my sister is spoiled. &lt;br /&gt;bratty mcbrat brats. &lt;br /&gt;man i dont wana go berks. &lt;br /&gt;i dont want . toooooooooooooooo. &lt;br /&gt;freakin berkeley. gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man me and dad. we keep clashing. gosh. a;sdlfjdas;lfajsd;lfjas;dofjas. &lt;br /&gt;chincilla. buy chincilla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-7927940475269581856?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/7927940475269581856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/black-shopping.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7927940475269581856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7927940475269581856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/black-shopping.html' title='black shopping'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4649233665535355389</id><published>2010-11-26T00:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T00:39:28.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>hello. &lt;br /&gt;so todaay was turkey day. how ironic. i dont like turkey. at all. &lt;br /&gt;i woke uup super late. well its not that late actually. 2 30 ... which is not that late. my dad actually woke me up. &lt;br /&gt;actually he said. if you wake up this late one more time. you cant come home anymore. well me? im like ?????? to the max. what an asian dad. at first i hated him. but then. i calmed down. and let it go. kinda understood? no not really, but i let it go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt go out the whole day. again. which actually feels good. man this is the couch potato life fsho. cant get any lazier than this. DUNG. dang. &lt;br /&gt;i shoulda gone out. but now that i think of it..i think everything woulda been closed. oh man i just realized its black friday. i was gona go stand in line for something. but there isnt i desperately need in my life. just neeed some clothes. i guess. some stuff here and there. im debating whether to go to best buy. but i dont think so. oh wells. whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 family friends came over to eat din din. we had turkey, gravy, cranberry sauce, veggies, corn, pumpkin pie, tomato salad, steak, i forget what else. i didnt eat any of it. i went to the kitchen and ate bap, odeng, and potato JAJAJA. nd kimchi bokum left over. and melona bar :D it was good good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda awkward. the dinner that is. jus cuz. man shopping is a hassle. now me thinks real hard. it is. walk everywhere, from store to store. gosh what a hassle. ok i rethink about that one now... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i kinda too lazy to continue writing. &lt;br /&gt;but i will end this post on what im thankful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- God's mercy&lt;br /&gt;- my mom&lt;br /&gt;- dad&lt;br /&gt;- brother&lt;br /&gt;- sister&lt;br /&gt;- relatives&lt;br /&gt;- ability to move, see, hear&lt;br /&gt;- for hair&lt;br /&gt;- health&lt;br /&gt;- language&lt;br /&gt;- travel&lt;br /&gt;- friends everywhere in the world&lt;br /&gt;- my house &lt;br /&gt;- bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;- apt in berks&lt;br /&gt;- roommate&lt;br /&gt;- small group&lt;br /&gt;- church&lt;br /&gt;- FOOD&lt;br /&gt;- money&lt;br /&gt;- cars&lt;br /&gt;- airplanes&lt;br /&gt;- cell phones&lt;br /&gt;- sleep&lt;br /&gt;- animals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is so much more. but that would take me a billion years. :) &lt;br /&gt;THANKS. THANKS EVERYBODY THANKS THANKS EVERYBODY. :) &lt;br /&gt;thanks everything thanks thanks everything. &lt;br /&gt;im just grateful for every thing. its so sad, that many times we forget how lucky we are to have so much. because foreals. we dont even know what bad is. cuz we have never experienced it. A;LDFJADSLKFJ . im such a brat. ad;lfjl;akjdfla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why complain. regret. sulk over the past. what a dumb dumbs me is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEEEZ. BE HAPPY WITH WHAT YOU GOT..! becky jok shim bul ji mah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4649233665535355389?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4649233665535355389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/merry-thanksgiving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4649233665535355389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4649233665535355389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/merry-thanksgiving.html' title='merry thanksgiving'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3054641143156659666</id><published>2010-11-25T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T04:43:03.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>more than neglected- whatevs. HOMES.</title><content type='html'>yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh. poor thing. this thing is. &lt;br /&gt;i dont think ive neglected my blog for longer than i have now. &lt;br /&gt;last time ... was nov 4? dang its been officially 20 days since. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND im HOME. yeah home. lovely home what can i say. man actually im prettty happy. &lt;br /&gt;so happy soo happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. lotsa things happened this month. just dont remember. cuz me has short term memory. &lt;br /&gt;oh man i got a pimple on my chin. shoot it hurts like a mother. ;ladkjfa;ldsjf :( i can touch it with my upper lip. JAJA. &lt;br /&gt;came homsis yesterday or actually 26 hours ago. &lt;br /&gt;got a ride down from jiyoung nd ellen. caravaned it with andrews car. left berks at 6 afternoonish. man i gots knocked out. i slept for most of the way.all i know is that mr fruity carols be crazy driver. but i like. its exciting. nd she blast music freakin loud. its like where are my eardrums relative to space. asd;lf ad;lfkjadfl;aj. man but i love that. i dont know anyone else who would continually blast music that loud for 6 hours. its amajing. i like. &lt;br /&gt;prior to berks i never knew there was christian rap nd stuff. its pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;im currently in loves with lucrae's God is enough and identity. its pretty good. &lt;br /&gt;i need things that pump me. i dontknows whys. whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is enough. God is enough. You are enough. tin tin tin tin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so upon arrival at LA we hit bcd ..tofu place at 1 in the morn. i had bibimpap. it was aite. good stuff came after at the i love boba. MELON SMOOTHIE FOR THEwin. yeeh. so good. it tastes even better at 2 in the morn. &lt;br /&gt;after andrew took me homsis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was planning on surprising the appa nd umma. but failed. kinda. i needed a toothbrush cuz i didnt bring any knowing my dad had lots of extras he buys pack at cotsco. i tried to be pretty quiet. but fail. my dad woke up and looked up at me staring at me thinking i was some kind of wierd psycho who just broke into asian home. then mom woke up then sister woke up. stared at me all three of them funny site actually. then mom goes what the hek are you. who are you. after 10 seconds of silence. me say. ohhh. mee helllo. boo. then umma goes aaaaaaaajajajaajaja. okyeah . surprise. but i guess it was ok . no biggy. &lt;br /&gt;then i go to bros room brushing my teeth stare at him as he sleeps. he be heavy sleeper so i didnt think he would wake up, but he opened his eyes.. kkinda and closed it again. opened it again. smiled then closed it then openeed them real big nd kinda shrieked threw blanket at me nd goess oh you scared me foo. then he gives me hug then goes back to sleep. what a strange child. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatevr. happy . stuff. i stayed home all day today. did nothing. but thats what i love about it. i didnt do anything. but I HAD BOMB A FOOD. &lt;br /&gt;for dinnar i had samgyupsal and shadow babies. my mom made this delish gamjah as banchan and made kimchijun for me. i went to buy melona bars and strawberry bars at hanam chain. also visited jihae at fancy+ good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;MAAAAAAAAN HOOOOOOOOOOOME FEEEEEEEEEEEEEELS SOOOOOOOO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD. i dont wana leave. for now. &lt;br /&gt;dont really have plans for now. but i guess its for the best. even if i did. i would change them. &lt;br /&gt;all my friends are working during this week nd weekend. :( gosh. gaaaash. &lt;br /&gt;man i wana go snowboarding. but they all be workking. gosh i feel like bum . wanjon guhji status. gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatevs.. ima cut my hair soon . MAN. no . no jk.  i cut hair. and ima dye it. i wana do something ive never done befoRE JAJAJAAJAJAJAJA. i would have to cut 15 inches off orsomething. that would be a stunaah. ja . ive wanted to . but dont have the guts to do it. ill do somthing. &lt;br /&gt;but im kinda sad. ive been balding. foreals. my hair is so much thinner and i dont have alot of it anymore. i used to have a lot of hair and it used to be think,, now its thin nd less of it. everytime i touch my pony tail. i feel sad. aaaahgahh. &lt;br /&gt;one thing ive learned this semester is- be thankful for your hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro is kinda spoiled. what can i say. im using his 24 inch monitor as we speak. nd he just got a new xbox 360. bratity brat brat. whatevs he be cool cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh. just the thought of next week ( monday test thursday paper friday oral ) :( adl;fjadl;fajdlf asd;fljasldfjadlf. its lik e. coli. eating up your hair. ohgosh thats kinda horrible. nd nasty. dang why am i not sleeepy. what the hek. &lt;br /&gt;my cell phone has no battery . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i skipped wed morning. gosh 2 unexcused absences is detrimental to my grade :( i think its gona be 1% off. whatevs. whatevesr ;LFKAJFD;LAJF A;LDKFJ. id much rather be homsis and eating that stoopid grade. &lt;br /&gt;whatevvvvvvvvvvveeeeeeeer. &lt;br /&gt;dang i hate that i cant sleep. &lt;br /&gt;chunkiiyaaaaaaaaaaaa imisssh you. &lt;br /&gt;man i should sleep. but my eyes wont close. &lt;br /&gt;thats FUNAAAAAY JAJA. ok . whatevr. &lt;br /&gt;i was chatting with someone today and my sis was looking at my convo. suddenly she gos "unni why are you like laughing like JAJAJAJAJA (how american people would say it) why arent you like laughing like HAHAHAHAHA." im like dang. my own sister. that kinda hurt right thur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man since i aint got nothing to do tomorrow. maybe i go . OOOOOOOOOOH. studies? jaja. hmm naah. thats kinda really lame to do. &lt;br /&gt;allen is crajee boi. he stays up until like 6 in the morning on thanksgiving day to watch bio lectures. :o im just kinda surprised someone would do that. he dont look that nerdy eithr. &lt;br /&gt;my sister be funny. so it was my bday and she gets me this tofu pillow the cute ones they sell at the korean stores. i mean i really like it. and she goes. i got it for you. for your bday. am i like. dang.. she does that? i mean those pillows cost like mad fortune... for pillows.. you know... its like 25 bux. anyway. im kinda touched she would use her own money to buy me that.. JAJAA i tell this to my bro nd he goes.. oh no... that was michael's mom who bought it for her JAJAJAAJAJA. dang thats nice. jajajaajaja. i just think its funnay. then bros like dont tell her. then i told sis. JAJAJ. actually she goes.. dude i bought this for you comeon.. then i go no you didnt . nd she gets all shy mode nd stuff. JAJAJA. but i forgot that my bro told me it was a secret. oh wells. whatevs. i guess its kinda cute. OK IM THANKFUL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMAN. its thanksgiving! &lt;br /&gt;BUT i will write another post on that later today. &lt;br /&gt;ok im going now. cuz this post is too long. and i dont wana make it longer incase i have t to come back and look through my blog . ill be too lazy to read too much. lame. ok &lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT. or good morning. &lt;br /&gt;man mommy did laundry for me today. JAJA. felt nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaaah. good to see the fambam. feels ad;fljad;lfkdjfa . &lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3054641143156659666?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3054641143156659666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-than-neglected-whatevs-homes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3054641143156659666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3054641143156659666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/more-than-neglected-whatevs-homes.html' title='more than neglected- whatevs. HOMES.'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8887051433491406266</id><published>2010-11-04T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T01:01:08.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the 2-O</title><content type='html'>YEAH MAN. ok so ima changed person now. ofcourse. i changed of decade. &lt;br /&gt;wooohoooooooooooooo. im cool. composed. classy. oh yeah the 3 C's you know it. &lt;br /&gt;uhu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. im going to cry. &lt;br /&gt;man. yeah i am . &lt;br /&gt;shoot. i didnt feel this depressed before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want shadow babies. &lt;br /&gt;i want to go homsis. &lt;br /&gt;i want &lt;br /&gt;something. &lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;me be&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;br /&gt;recluse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man why the hek do i spend so much time on this. &lt;br /&gt;no i dont. &lt;br /&gt;postsecret is interesting&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to the sea and find me some not fishies cuz i hate fishies. how about some galbi and samgyup and bread and stuff. i hate filling. its not that good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FAILED PSYCH MIDTERM oh yeah baby. life hates me. cool cool. i really did. &lt;br /&gt;cuz i didnt know&lt;br /&gt;like half of the answers foreals. &lt;br /&gt;man QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ&lt;br /&gt;thats a lot of eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thirsty. &lt;br /&gt;im thirsty too. shoot. &lt;br /&gt;if i could have one thing in this world. i would have something good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8887051433491406266?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8887051433491406266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/2-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8887051433491406266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8887051433491406266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/2-o.html' title='the 2-O'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5101238042065088195</id><published>2010-11-03T23:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T23:56:49.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OHMYLORDY</title><content type='html'>OK SO I HAVE FREAKIN 5 MIN LEFT. AND I CHANGE FREAKIN DECADES. &lt;br /&gt;WOWOWOWWOWOWOWWOWOWO. WHAT CAN I SAY. &lt;br /&gt;DUDE NO. OHMYLORDYYY &lt;br /&gt;I AM SAD AND IMA CRY &lt;br /&gt;AODSHFAS;DLJFAS OHMYGOSH. &lt;br /&gt;;ASDLJFASD;LFJAS;DLFJ ;ALSDKJFASL;DJF L;DJF;LASKDJFALSDJF . FA;SDLKJFAS;LDJFAS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS CANT BE. IM STILL TOO YOUNG TO GO THROUGH THIS. &lt;br /&gt;IN LESS THAN 5 MIN. IMA GO THROUGH MY FIRST MIDLIFE CRISIS. &lt;br /&gt;SHOOOOOOOOOOOT NO NO NO NO. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont wana change decades. &lt;br /&gt;cuz &lt;br /&gt;ive been here for some time. 1O years exactly. oh my gosh. no. i really dont. &lt;br /&gt;i kinda cried today. cuz i dont wana be 2O&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh. &lt;br /&gt;no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am miserable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5101238042065088195?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5101238042065088195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/ohmylordy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5101238042065088195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5101238042065088195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/11/ohmylordy.html' title='OHMYLORDY'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6039680739533426148</id><published>2010-10-29T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T04:49:58.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEEPYH ADS;LFJASLD</title><content type='html'>RAININGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG YAYAYAY.&lt;br /&gt;ok so right now. its raining. JAJAJAA rovereeey. YES. its awesome. why? because its raining and i love rain. but but but. at the same time i hate it. because. im not at home. im aat skim's house. and im prob gona spend the next 3 hours here. doing what? i would like to say... pulling an all nighter... you know.. keeping my eyes open, i would like to say.. doing something other than breathing. but NO i know. it will not happen. so lets see how long i can last. but foreals. rain is awesome. i think ive been sitting here listening to the rain FOR The past hour or so. that is how LOVELY IT IS. insane you say?! fear nooot. its making me sleepy. -____- i dont have big strong umbrella to protect me. :( which means me get wet to class. &lt;br /&gt;man i hate korean. &lt;br /&gt;no actually i hate all of my classes. gosh. hateful. studying? man thats for nooobs. yeah not for me. fsho. &lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh. im full. &lt;br /&gt;i had like dinner at ray and sieuns place. &lt;br /&gt;man we has ribs. shoot i dont think ive had meat in like... 3 days. .. jaja jk... wow 3 days is nothing. i thought it was longer than thAT... ohswels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man im sleeeeeepy. i mean i could sleep... i mean skim is sleeping right infront of me.. what a nzerozerob. she said "me skim, will stay awake- pull allnighter" wow fail skim fail to the max. i see her with my eyes. shes clearly sleeeping. and me? cleary im doing nothing. yeah thats the best way to describe my awakedness right now. its raining though! so its lovely even so. ohmygaah. my shift key is wierd. its acting up. its about to become like the four six eight zero key. oooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh man. its ok i guess its ok . &lt;br /&gt;wowowwowowowowwo. al;fjdal yesh yesh yesh yeshes. &lt;br /&gt;man TODAY WAS PRODUCTIVE. OH YEAH IT WAS MAN. shoot. it korean at eight till 9 and then homesis oh yeeeeh boi. AND SLEEP oh good sleep from 9 3O till 3 45pm wooooooooohooooooo baby. that is some good sleep right there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i gota stop doing that. well. what the hey. live life the way you wanted it now and then you die happy. jk. i dont know. really. something very abstract. like painting. like vangoh. or vangho. ;LDJA;LDSKJF JAJAJAA WHAGTEVER. &lt;br /&gt;owowowooww im so sleepy. but i didnt brush my teeth yet- oh yes very a;ldsfasdlfjasdlf. &lt;br /&gt;man did i say il ove the smell of laundry. man i really like fluffy things for some wierd hella reason. who knows why. fluffy is good though really good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man i got like this wierd pimple thing right about like super right above my upper lip ... im not sure if its a pimple.. i mean whenever i touch it... it hurts. and its a dot of whiteness. like a very smalll ball of whiteness. im not sure how you get rid of those. oh man its almost 5 in the morning. if i sleep now. its GG ... no korean test. fosho. oh shoot. what to do ... stay awake? man i hate my stupid right side shift key right now. its stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man IM EXCIIITEDDDDD WWOWOJROEWIRWOEO its raining. catsis and doggies man i hate hotdogs. its not raining hotdogs . because i hate them. so its raining maybe watermelon because i love watermelon---ohhhhh also peaches and pineapples and grapes. yesh cuz i love them. &lt;br /&gt;man i smells like laundries. ohhhh sooooo gooooooooood. and smelly good. &lt;br /&gt;man i miss HIGHSCHOOL. YEAH REMEMBER HIGH SCHOOL. THOSE WERE THE GOOD DAYS. those were the days when i could skip school whenever i wanted cuz i always had mommy to call in sick for me. oh yeah good days. except that i was a overachiever.. hard to believe yeah. man me too. i hated missing class cuz i thought i would miss something really important. man was i stupid. well senior year i had major seniorities so it dont matter. i didnt really go. well actually i only took four classes during my senior year and finished school at 12 so no point in really skipping cuz im barely even taking any classes. but still. man . i hate college. ok not really. but sometimes yeah but sometimes its cool man i should make most of it, but sometimes i dont feel like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i am sure of my INTJ status now. i am sure. i proved it. in my head. i know so. i do do do . man i dont getwhy people wont believe me. but they should. why not. &lt;br /&gt;MAN TODAY I bought my plane tickets for forty bux. wow cheapness yaaaa. i thought me no buy but at the end i thought whatever i thought about transaction cost and it was better for me to fly so high in the sky. yeah . so me be coming back on jan 15th yeeeeeeeh. man i wish i could stay home longer. so i could sleep all day, snowboard, sleep, snowboard. man what an ideal winter right there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man a;ldjfa;sljfas;ljfa;ldj ;LFGJDG;LAI HATEMYLFE OHMYLORDY. i have psych midterm next tues and ive only read 1 out of 6 chaptetrss;dalfjdslfjasd;lfjasdlfjdas;lfjdas;fljd; i hate myself. jejeejejeje. what a stressor. hower tower. power of the flower. fa;dlfjd;sla gosh shoot me. now. im so freakin SLEEEEPY. man today me had this kinda second-tier melona bar.. but it was pretty good. it wasnt as milky and creamy but still good but im full and my stomach is full too. man. &lt;br /&gt;i cant take this no more... jajajaaj DUDE TOMORRw i bet you... ill write... that me and skim miissed korean and the test and wow gg our lives. JAJAJAJA. lets wait and see but i have a feeling that we wont wake up. man unless i dont ut alarm clock at all. then we are dead fsho. but i will put it cuz we need to wake up. but i mean there also could be the posssisbility of extreme sleeep. no hearing. no nothing. kaboot. &lt;br /&gt;well lets not hope for that. &lt;br /&gt;whatever. &lt;br /&gt;ju ju power. &lt;br /&gt;i need to do something&lt;br /&gt;like sleep &lt;br /&gt;or ima &lt;br /&gt;seriously &lt;br /&gt;die&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay. &lt;br /&gt;ok bye bye. &lt;br /&gt;i will ttyl. JEJE;ALJF;ALDSJFAL;JF;LAJDSFLASDJF;LASJDF ;LASDJF;LASDJF;ASLJ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6039680739533426148?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6039680739533426148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleeepyh-adslfjasld.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6039680739533426148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6039680739533426148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/sleeepyh-adslfjasld.html' title='SLEEEPYH ADS;LFJASLD'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1822447233109050744</id><published>2010-10-26T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T03:14:45.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IM OLD</title><content type='html'>ok so i just read my last post. &lt;br /&gt;man i sound retard. JAJAJAJA. &lt;br /&gt;i just realized how retarded that sounded. oh well. i musta been on a food high or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i will try to write more often. because i like writing my thoughts. because it liberates my mind from all the poop inside. so basically this page right hurr is the toilet. :D &lt;br /&gt;good though right there. score. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;southwest airline tickets for 3O bux.. thats a steal. i would buy it, but i aint needin it cuz me get a ride from mr fruity carols for thanksgiving and then winterbreak.. the offer not available. so whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i need to spend more time at home. i will. starting tomorrow. no wait tomorrow i have to go to stacks. i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i need to start eating better. this sucks. my eating schedule has gone hiya. wayward. basically. i never eat until dinner time. ja. that sucks for me. but ive been craving chipotel since forever.. so i think i will get it tomorrow. for lunch. i dont think ive had lunch in like a week. JAJAJA. thats really bad. man i think me ruined my body system already. my dad is gona hate me. he warned me about this. this sucks. oh well. its ok. when its my time. it will be my time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man cant believe the semester is coming to and end already. oh swells. it was ok.  but kinda really fast. wish it stopped for a little. so i could take a breather and chilx. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im kinda scared. because next week. i will be 2O. man thats a scary number. im changing decades. i dont know why im so scared. well im not really scared. cuz if i was really scared i would have to poop in my pants, but i dont feel like pooping in my pants. its more like. i dont want nov fourth to ever come. it should just stop on nov 1st or something . yeh. just stop. im not a teenager anymore. thats scary too. which means. that i have to grow up. man. life is complicated indeed. but i dont want to grow up yet. the world out there be too serious. yeah life has to be serious, but not all that much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i am technologically challenged. my laptop broke, it wont turn on- blank black screen. and the stupid four six eight and zero key wont work on my netbook. gosh. and scratch on my screen. but all in all. i am thankful. MAN AM I THANKFUL. for what i have when i dont deserve. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maaaaaaaaaaaan ive realized how much i love my mommy and daddy and my brother and my sister. man you need college to teach you these things. why am i bad daughter. i dont know. i need to be better to my parents. they do so much for me. man im s p o i l e d. so rottenly spoiled. i get everything that i want basically. i should be more thankful and take care of my stuff better. man i miss my mommy and my daddy despite the fights that will arise when i go back home. its ok i still love them. i wonder when ill be able to muster up the courage to say the 3 simple words: "i love you". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week. me been freee. very free. no pressure. but wait till sunday. ohman. allnighter JAJAJAAJAJ. and sat all day at stacks. i hate myself. i mean i could have read so much yesterday and today. and i wasted it. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt go to korean, soc and polisci wow gg. cuz i woke up late. i hate sign in sheets they should die. and break free. and fire. and KABOOM. &lt;br /&gt;aish .. i think ive already missed more than 5 times. korean is gona gg me. good. ohhhhhhhhhhmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeen. &lt;br /&gt;i want to go watch a movie. man actually i want to do lotsa things. but im too lazy. how sad. there are so many wonderful things to do in life. but im too lazy to do those things. &lt;br /&gt;man foreals. im not girly. foreals. i really am not. i AM NOT. i say i am not. so thats the end of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i say i crave shadow babies? reallllly bad? maaaan . i want them so bad. thats the first thingim doing when i go back homsis. im eating THAT. i wana go snowboarding. soo beeeed. living in apt sucks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to cut my nails. they are LONG. man my stomach hurts. &lt;br /&gt;man. I NEED TO STAY HOME. &lt;br /&gt;i had cake twice. today and yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;brenda's bday and ari's bday. sweetness explosion. &lt;br /&gt;ok. im getting a camera. i think ima either get a xsi or a t2i. either used or new. dont matter. im getting it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also need ralphlauren goodbye dry lotion. and uggs. and skullcandy heeadphones. a and f vest with fury hoodie. and a job. i have to get those asap. maybe uggs not so much. but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying my hair foshiiiz either this thanksgiving break or winterbreak and cutting my hair. but im also scared of that because they always cut it wiierd. like mullet and some eightys style or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man the jjangs has to sleep now. one day. &lt;br /&gt;one day i will be able to sleep before 12 i believe i can. &lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT. stomach is upset i should make it happy somehow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1822447233109050744?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1822447233109050744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-old.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1822447233109050744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1822447233109050744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/im-old.html' title='IM OLD'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1771579883146262255</id><published>2010-10-25T01:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:21:06.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>so different</title><content type='html'>man suffermore year is so different from freshmen year. &lt;br /&gt;to the maax. is like waoh . where did you come from yeah? dang. uhu. rainbow at the end of the sky. but where the hek is the end... you know? ok not really huh. yeah its ok. me too. we are both lost. yeah. like always. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man ok. so i really have to do this but i dont knw why i dont write. i have to i have to. like before like before. MAN. ok? ok . shoot. i forget everything. i do . i did. i will. &lt;br /&gt;man one thing though. one thing. &lt;br /&gt;ME LOVE COLD WEATHER. AND COLD COLD COLD. yeyaaah. so good. man. &lt;br /&gt;i love it. i mean i just love it. &lt;br /&gt;and i want a new backpack already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i cant wait to go home and eat me some shadow babies and all that good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;man suffermore year is so wierd. fsho. &lt;br /&gt;me feels wierd. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know where my next meal comes from. man  basically. me  bum. yeah im bum. no problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what else there is to say. cuz everything i wanted to say i forget. so there is no point in continuing this post JAJAJAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1771579883146262255?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1771579883146262255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1771579883146262255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1771579883146262255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/so-different.html' title='so different'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1545405020010689841</id><published>2010-10-16T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T15:43:01.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>twinkle twinkle little star</title><content type='html'>YES! done with the first wave of midterms! YEAAAAAAAAAHBOI. ... thats what i thought. BUT NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. why? cuz second wave starts next tuesday!! YAY. hurray. i hate you. ohmylordy. ive wanted to shoot myself for the past month. i just wana die right now. i wish i could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. life goes on. so what if i express my misery on to the world. is that going to change anything? no its not. what the hek. im so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive neglected my blog for 2 weeks i think. the longest i have ever. so strange cuz freshmen year was so carefree. i would have a midterm the next day and intead of studying i would be writing on my blog. what the hey. but things changed this year. its not me. its my brain maybe mentality that changed. i dont really know how or why i do the things that i do. all i know is that i do them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to write down the accounts of the past 2 weeks. but sadly. i forgot. because i do have terrible memory. boohooness. but i do remember styding at stacks alot. oyeah. did i mention i hate polisci? well im done with that midterm. i probably failed. which you know its totally fine. because if i fail that midterm then i will get a bad grade in polisci and then i wont be able to get into media studies. you know.. its totally fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last weekend was sierra lodge trip. it was pretty spiffy stuff. not too shabby. playedALOT. kayaked. ALOT. ohmylordy. that was like 20 miles across the lake. JAJA. i thought i was foreals gona die and my arms were gona come off. overall had a good jolly time. i got sick on sunday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday through thurs i spent studying . or more like tried studying. well its more like i kinda gave up studying. JAJAJJAAJ. yeah no more dude no more. too much of it. im sick of it. so no more. studied with freshie sung. i dont think that helped all that much. for the midterm that is. but whatever. freshmen are indeed freshmen. but me... i wasnt like a"freshmen" you know. i was cooler, composed and blowing your mind like the wind. woooosh woooosh. yeh. just like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i went to cotsco with tin and skim. JAJAJ. thought i was gona buy more, but seriously i never go home. so what is the point of buying food that is gona be rotting in the fridge anyways. so i just bought chicken and grapes. JAJA. im satisfied. i hate apt life. foreals. &lt;br /&gt;dude skim bought like 2 months worth of food. i could never do that because i know i would never eat at home anyway. i already have salad rotting in the fridge.. i bought it at cotsco and had it once and never touched it again. &lt;br /&gt;ok then i went to bt.and there i dont remember what i did. oh &lt;br /&gt;koinops. &lt;br /&gt;then i went home i think. to get my clothes. &lt;br /&gt;bible study. they changed the name . &lt;br /&gt;tc practice. exciteddish. &lt;br /&gt;then me and paige sleepover at mulan's homsis in alameda :D &lt;br /&gt;it was fun . i was hella tired. i felll asleep in jiffy. lube. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today morning they woke me up. i was hella sleepy. came to suzie, gina's place to eat brunch? but only fobnim, annie stroter, jessicatsai were here so we ate with them. i was hella sick this morning. ew i felt ew. then baby jayden came. oh how sad. i couldnt even touch him. i hate my sickness at this moment. im so sad. then baby hamster came too :( im so freakin sad. man this was like torture . seeing them from afar and not being able to hold them.. gosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went back to sleep. cuz seriously i was hella tired/sick. but i woke up and me is all better now. oh yeh. &lt;br /&gt;cake batter ice cream. oh yeehe. &lt;br /&gt;i have  a majorly hurting pimple blossoming right under my left nostril. its so lovely. &lt;br /&gt;man i have to write my paper for soc. &lt;br /&gt;i dont wana.&lt;br /&gt;i wana sleep. &lt;br /&gt;eat chipotel &lt;br /&gt;dude. this blog is almost a year old. waaaow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home in a month. . &lt;br /&gt;i cant wait to eat GOGI. uh. i havent had it ever since i left home. i WANT GOGI! I WANT SHADOW BABIES AND GALBI AND ALL THAT GOOD STUFF. NOW. ;dsfljas;flakjsf;ladsjkf duruuuung tapi tapi tooopekkaaaa. now. &lt;br /&gt;mystomach hurts. &lt;br /&gt;byebye. hello paigy. byebye. &lt;br /&gt;i failed korean test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1545405020010689841?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1545405020010689841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/twinkle-twinkle-little-star.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1545405020010689841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1545405020010689841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/twinkle-twinkle-little-star.html' title='twinkle twinkle little star'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5767829514135720776</id><published>2010-10-02T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T11:25:51.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>disturbing</title><content type='html'>it has been a day. a day where. i come to understand. &lt;br /&gt;its about redemption. and other quirky things like chimichongas. ohh yeehhh. &lt;br /&gt;and burritos and quesos. &lt;br /&gt;man i love queso. &lt;br /&gt;so much. &lt;br /&gt;man i want to go to cheesecake factory :) and eat eat eat. its like sing sing sing, but its eat eat eat, i should make a song about eat eat eat. yeh that would kinda be awwesome cool and nice. i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana eat the 4 cheese pasta and steak. man and their quesadilla is good. so yumm yums i wish i could go for my bday. man my bday i dont wana hear that. again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man im full. my tummy is full. for the gummies. &lt;br /&gt;psych 2 is wonders. i likes. but really not class. no make sense forsure. &lt;br /&gt;something quite deluded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man i have to work on my polisci paper tomorrow. all daaaay. i really hope i can finish it or at least be half way done with it so i dont have to deal with it much later and then freak out like crazy like i usually do. jeeeeeez. &lt;br /&gt;ok work on it work on it. &lt;br /&gt;not keeeewl. it be kinda ewwwwwwww. &lt;br /&gt;oh man october 1st. &lt;br /&gt;again . &lt;br /&gt;i m starting to sleep alot again. man not good. &lt;br /&gt;alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i really wants right now. &lt;br /&gt;the skull candy headphones. and maybe timchoi'syellownorthface backpack. i m seriously considering it. to buy it that is. &lt;br /&gt;kimchijigaaaaaae. &lt;br /&gt;today was fun. &lt;br /&gt;i think. it was quite the fun funs. &lt;br /&gt;me now equals tired. &lt;br /&gt;me goes now. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5767829514135720776?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5767829514135720776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/disturbing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5767829514135720776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5767829514135720776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/10/disturbing.html' title='disturbing'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5413799707852936091</id><published>2010-09-30T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T11:18:50.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a crooked mind</title><content type='html'>soft face. &lt;br /&gt;i love those. &lt;br /&gt;but i havent really washed my face for a long time. with face wash that is. &lt;br /&gt;just water it. cuz im too lazy. oh yeeh. but i do brush my teeth twice a day. sometimes thrice. &lt;br /&gt;i should put a mask on .. sometime soon. so my face be soft. i either have white or black heads i forget which, but they be haters. but i dont have them as often i guess. its a good thing. a;dlfja;sldjf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been somewhat whatevers. &lt;br /&gt;i realized that stacks was my home for about 17 to 18 days sraight. waow. seriously waow. and many more to come. &lt;br /&gt;psych 2 midterm was easier than i thought, but i didnt go to the last 5 lectures, so i missed out on lecture questions. me genius. but whatevers. &lt;br /&gt;but after midterm i wasnt relieved. i was kinda sad. because i has freakin another paper due next week. GRREATT. and i dont even know what to write really. i tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive realized how much i hate the studying part of college. here i break it down. &lt;br /&gt;1. i suck at math. last math i took was trig in junior year. &lt;br /&gt;2. i hate bio. last time i took a bio class was in 9th grade. &lt;br /&gt;3. i suck at chem. i almost failed that class in hs. &lt;br /&gt;4. lets not even talk about physics&lt;br /&gt;5. i thought i liked us history, but no. no more of that. &lt;br /&gt;6. i dont like english. i hate writing essays. &lt;br /&gt;7. i would do psych, but got bio and chem. hek no. &lt;br /&gt;8. i really dont wana do soc. but im already taking some classes for the major. i really do not want to take stats. gg my life. &lt;br /&gt;9. basically i hate everything. &lt;br /&gt;10. i just want to be fbi. jeez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate polisci. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry. but i dont know why. i just had a samwich an hour ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometime me feels like going to bcc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday. i went to bt. all day. studied. then stacks. until 2. &lt;br /&gt;tuesday. i missed korean, soc 111 and polisci. yay. actually that was good sleep. then bt. to study. then take midterm. it was f;asldfjasldjfasl;f. then i went to get my stuff at bt. then i go home. i was kinda depressed. i dont know why. i had to write an email. johnny bought me thai noodle. that right thurr is miracle. then stackss but it was hella full so we went to dwinelle. then dwinelle close so we went to stacks. until 2. &lt;br /&gt;heidi was angry/disturbed. &lt;br /&gt;wednesday. class. noooooooooo dis for polisci. ohmygah. i was so happy. sooooo happy. i hate that dis. went home. took a 5 hour nappppp :P felt so good. went to bt. i dont know what i did there. foreals. came home early to talk to heidi. &lt;br /&gt;overall. good talk. sweet girl. me bad roommate. thats the end of it. &lt;br /&gt;in order to make up for lost time- i watched a kdrama w her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to make a goal to sleep before 12. how wwill that happen? i foreals dont know. so foreals i think ima die. because i dont drink enough water. or liquid for the matter. &lt;br /&gt;i think my health will soon be gone. deteriorated. kaboom. longgg byebye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate berkeley weather. it makes me grow some feathers. fal;sdfjalsjfas.d get it. innovation!. cuz weather is hot. weather--&gt; feathers. because its hot. if i have feathers it makes me even hotter. so WEATher and FEATHERS. for some wierd reason i thoughts that feather spelled wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to go home right now and sleep. i want to sleep sleep sleep. &lt;br /&gt;have a good nap and everything. with my besfriends. i really like sleeping with peggy but shes somtimes stares at me wierd. actually mickey m. is also a wierdo. he has big eyes and they be black so dark. that sometimes i get scared and so i smash his face on the wall. but i really like dr. porky. hes nice to sleep with and to hug. &lt;br /&gt;dude what kind of hunger is this. STOP IT STOMACHH STOP IT.  jeez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN OK. so this is it. i think im going to buy a new dslr. i was going to pay $250 to repair my canon but i dont know if its worth it, i might as well buy a new canon rebel 2ti or the t1i. or perhaps a nikon d90. im looking into it. i dont know. though. ok i think ima buy a new one. or i can actually just ask one for my birthday. but i would want to pay for half of it because i would feel bad. &lt;br /&gt;OHHHHH. yeah i could do that. i don tknow. whatever. no thinking no more for now. &lt;br /&gt;actually sometimes. i want to be a photographer. im not good. but i want to learn. i have to take class then . ohhhhinnovation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLLAAAAAAAAA. &lt;br /&gt;i dont want to stay in polisci. &lt;br /&gt;i think ima leave really soon. because this is stupid. &lt;br /&gt;i need to do something better. &lt;br /&gt;man i have this wierd hunger feeling which is relaly wierd to the max. max max. &lt;br /&gt;paper paper paper. boring professor. &lt;br /&gt;i want the recon backpack. should i get.... yeah still thinking about it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN. im sad at the thought of turning 20. &lt;br /&gt;in exactly one month and some days. lets say 4 days? yeah AS;DLJKFS;LADKJFSDAJ;LSDAF. im so old. old old old. until bday comes. i will complain about my 20 years age. &lt;br /&gt;actually no. i shall enjoy these last weeks of teenage dreams. as;dlfjsdl;fjslfjs. but im really really really sad though. 20 is an ugly number. because new decade age. uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh. as;ldjfslfj. &lt;br /&gt;so seulpuhs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realized that parents anniversary  is on sept 11. &lt;br /&gt;my family is cute. kind of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could have deeper relationships with every person i met. that would be pretty nice. but there is not enough time and not enough space. i think. but i really wihs i did know every single person better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude my freakin polisci professor is bogus. HE IS SO BORING AND WHY IS HIS VOICE SO MONOTONE AND GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i LOVE THE SMELL OF LAUNDRY OH SO MUCH. i cannot get enough of it. actually its tide. but i dont think its tide. cuz when i go back home the laundry smell is SO FREAKIN GOOD but mommy bought me the same kind of tide she uses at home, but mine doesnt smell as nice. WHYYYYYYY. i dont get it. gosh. gosh gosh. &lt;br /&gt;ok ima going to leave polisci because i dont need it to write my paper. ok maybe not. because actually lydia told me today... that im paying for this class anyways. so i think i will stay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever. dude. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;ok i think i been writing for too long. &lt;br /&gt;hasta la vista. i want a camera. &lt;br /&gt;FP.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5413799707852936091?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5413799707852936091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/crooked-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5413799707852936091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5413799707852936091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/crooked-mind.html' title='a crooked mind'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4404195367552977264</id><published>2010-09-26T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T02:50:55.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home alone</title><content type='html'>heidi went to pbl retreat. &lt;br /&gt;me alone at home. &lt;br /&gt;since yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so funny. cuz whenver she be home..i sleep over.. but whenever shes not home i always sleep over at my place..is kinda funny. and i cant believe 2 nights in a row on the weeekend. &lt;br /&gt;was supposed to sleeep over at mr fruity carols place but their bathroom broke. pooor them i would die. I THINK THE BEST INVENTION EVER. IS THE bathroom. foreals. no joke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bathrooms are important. i mean yeah. we go to the bathroom to do the things we need to do in order to stay clean. like shower and take care of our business. i think the toilet is innovaaaaation. the sink too. &lt;br /&gt;everything else that comes with the bathroom is good stuph. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HjR4dLHxy4 need to keep this so i dont forget but i like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man &lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAJAJA how is it that i never have food at home? i seriously dont get iT.. &lt;br /&gt;as;dlfjas;dlfjasldjfaslfjas;dljfasldjfa. have ccereal but no milk. butter but no bread. onion ... onion for what?! i have no idea. foreals. seriously living in apt sucks. i have no idea what to cook. im so lost. in the aprtment living world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why in the world. do i get bullied so much :( &lt;br /&gt;first i get called a man. now a hippo. &lt;br /&gt;waow. messed up ppl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. ill just live with if it means to live with awesomeness and courage like that. that made no sense but i dont care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mikey is a yuhj. jejeje. waow such a yuhj. its cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. what did i do. &lt;br /&gt;slept. woke up. stacks. JAJAJAAJ. thats my day basically. foreals. nice nice huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want more JOHN $1SCOOP ICE CRAeam. its so good. ima go tomorrows too. &lt;br /&gt;psych is interesting. &lt;br /&gt;butt i dont wana be a psych major. &lt;br /&gt;i cant stand math or bio. &lt;br /&gt;why do we have earwax. to me its random . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man what the hek now. i have to go pick up johnny. &lt;br /&gt;what a baby. dude. what a baby. &lt;br /&gt;midterm midterm midterm!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yaaayuuuuuuuuuuuuh. &lt;br /&gt;i need water&lt;br /&gt;i need a water filter! why dont i have one! im so stupid. i need to do laundry &lt;br /&gt;but no coins. &lt;br /&gt;gosh i fail at so much&lt;br /&gt;at making rice too... i think i got it but i really dont. &lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;im saaaaaaaad. bery bery sad. &lt;br /&gt;ok im so full. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have donuts. i got it. but it looks hella disgusting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man im alone&lt;br /&gt;lonelyyyyyyyy. i am so lonelyyyyyyyyyy. i aint got nobodyyyyyyyyyy. all on my owwwwwwwn. man i wana go to seven eleven and buy me some water. &lt;br /&gt;ok i think i will. &lt;br /&gt;ok bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4404195367552977264?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4404195367552977264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-alone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4404195367552977264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4404195367552977264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/home-alone.html' title='home alone'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8799369107154476279</id><published>2010-09-23T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T10:13:49.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>not done yet</title><content type='html'>actually never. &lt;br /&gt;tired. restless. no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ive decided. im going to become a recluse and become wang-ta status if thats what it takes to be productive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate suffermore year. alot. i suffer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont understand my own head. &lt;br /&gt;how can i be so dumb sometimes. i mean it is a usable good and potentially hazardous at times, but why. it dont make sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i think im possessed by something because my mind works on its own. i cannot control. i guess for the good of humanity me needs to keep away from the world for some time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i live at the stacks anyways. &lt;br /&gt;i wana die already. siiiiiighs. &lt;br /&gt;ive been thinking about going to bcc for a year or so. it might be kinda stupid, but sometimes, i cannot handle. and some things need to be done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have also been sleeping 3-4 hours everyday since school started. i am so sleep deprived. maybe. that be why my brain dont function properly. well actually. when does it ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;liiiiiiiiiight. shine on me. shine on me. enlighten the cheese. &lt;br /&gt;cheese sounds good and yummy right now... like a quesadilla with sour cream tomato sauce guacamole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also been eating out almost everyday. no- not almost- ist been ERDAYYY. i dont know how good or bad that is. im not sure if youre supp0se to eat out everyday. in the past 2 weeks, ive only eaten a home cooked meal once. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like my netbook. i actually really really really like it. '&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;psych 2 midterm next week. ㅠㅠ&lt;br /&gt;this weekend is another one of those. at stacks. no time for play anymore. for sometime beckysong shouldnt talk to no one and meet no one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man im really hungry right now. .... i just wana go home and sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that im super really spontaneous. im the up for anything kind of person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. toward people. im really thankful. so thankful that i wana cry. the way i express my gratitude is not enough. i wish i could do more. but i just dont know what else to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i go study abroad. junior year. for a semester. either chile or korea. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i turned in my soc111 paper. i should have this sense of satissfaction. but funny. me doesnt. beceause. i feel like i need to do more. continue on with this fight with the books. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mothers who enjoy work, have better health. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hek is blast. seriously. blast. what the hek. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go try the maoz vegetarian place. im thinking of becoming vegeterian. ... i think unless you are a hermit, being a vegeterian is quite diffficult. i mean if you be a hermit then you dont really have to be tempted by  yummy smells and images of meat or so. but when your family eats every other kind of korean gogi plus steak at home- nooo waaaay joseeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;i want to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;i need sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;polisci paper. :( gg. &lt;br /&gt;its over-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8799369107154476279?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8799369107154476279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-done-yet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8799369107154476279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8799369107154476279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/not-done-yet.html' title='not done yet'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4538804526937564267</id><published>2010-09-21T12:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T12:19:40.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG</title><content type='html'>like wrestlers. &lt;br /&gt;i wana take tkd agian. &lt;br /&gt;my hair kinda like is wierd. my bangs front goes flingg but at the ends it gos boom... like hella low and down and on my face and i dont like at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ggggggggggggggggg my life. gggggggggggggg. to the max. all the time. ohmyosh. &lt;br /&gt;stacks 24/7... &lt;br /&gt;have been to stacks 13 or 14 days in a row. neverstopping work and reading and sadness and everything. so depressing. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. me FAILED quiz. basically cuz i didnt show up for the class. &lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAAJAJA. i didnt hear my alarm clock. so gg korean. &lt;br /&gt;missed psych 2 experiment thing. gg that too. &lt;br /&gt;but went to soc 111 office hours. tried to study at bt. &lt;br /&gt;got something done. im not sure how much. met up with emchoch ate some yogurtland. yay awesome pawesome talk about stuff. good deep stuff. i love you eeeeeeeeem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate la burrita with johnny. what a retard boi. seriously. &lt;br /&gt;then study at bt for something hours. then u3 get copy done something something something. &lt;br /&gt;YEYUHS i get free photocopying at u3 :) yayayaayayayayaya. &lt;br /&gt;WAOW my hair is bothering me soo muchies. &lt;br /&gt;2 in the morninggggg taco bell fail. it was closed. &lt;br /&gt;mr fruity carols jack in the boox. woot wooooot. waow peach ice tea is the bomb. so goodness graciousness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anything you can do i can do better. &lt;br /&gt;i can do anything better than you. no you cant. yes i can. no you can. yes i can. no you cant. yes i can. :P &lt;br /&gt;thats stuck in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BRAIN IS POOOOOOOOOOOPED. OHHHH YEH. foreals. II WONDER IF ITS GONA BE POOPE FOR THE REST OF THE SEMESTER. &lt;br /&gt;i think i should just live at stacks like the books. just stay in a shelf and then get out during the morning. &lt;br /&gt;there is no point of coming to polisci lecture because i dont even pay attention though. i really dont get why i come to polischi... i think ima stop coming to polisci and soc 111. but then i dont know what i would do instead. pointless. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH WAAAAAAAAAASHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM. poinltess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmgysohha;sldkjfasdl;fjasd;lkjfa. why is mylifeso gggggg. all the time. aaaaaaaaaaaaah . stacks today. psych ... i dont know about that. i dont know if i should go. ohmygosh i have to do psych hw ok i will. &lt;br /&gt;ok i dont wana say anything anymore because im really tired and so are my eyes and my hands. &lt;br /&gt;my hair is bothering me. &lt;br /&gt;im hungers jingers. &lt;br /&gt;ok bye byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4538804526937564267?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4538804526937564267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/gggggggggggggggggggggggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4538804526937564267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4538804526937564267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/gggggggggggggggggggggggg.html' title='GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-9102848484816717805</id><published>2010-09-19T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T02:15:44.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dim sum in the sun</title><content type='html'>nah. &lt;br /&gt;normally not. &lt;br /&gt;really. &lt;br /&gt;no thank you. &lt;br /&gt;you are very bleeeeh. hmm . yeah sorry. &lt;br /&gt;foreals. &lt;br /&gt;i dont really like it that much. if you were to take me somewhere. dont ever take me to dimsum. a;lsdjfalfjaslfjasdlf. &lt;br /&gt;its ok actually. but just saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm ice cream. hmmmmmmmmm. fried rice. hmmmmmmmm. stuff. &lt;br /&gt;todaays. oakland for dimsumm. seriously itwas ok. really. im just hmmm trying to express my love-or not so love about dimsum. &lt;br /&gt;but rest assured. it was a good lunch. foreals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 30 STAAAAAAAAACKING IT. oh yeah baby. left at exactly 10 pm. waaaaaow. yeah &lt;br /&gt;BOIIIIIIIIIIIIII. foreals. PSYCH 2. i finally caught UP! AS;DLJKFASD;LFKJAS TOO EXCITED UYHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU. AYAAAAAAAAAAA. YEA YEAH YEAH I THOUGHT THIS DAY WAS NEVER GONA COME. it took me 2 weeks. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah . &lt;br /&gt;but surprise surprise!!! &lt;br /&gt;quiz on monday. 100+ for p0lisci. midterm essay due thursday. OH BOI. IM JOLLY EXCITED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me is currently over at mr. fruity carols place. chillaxing with the monster house. indeed. there is mr raccooon. mr fruity carols cleopatra. mr mongolian beef and mr jinjijojong. which are fantabulous ppl . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i took myers briggs again. for the 5th or 6th time. i gets. the ENFP. hmm. dubious. yes. doubtful yes. but hmm accurate. no. i says. its the first time i gets that. man i really like this house. jejje. the pink sheet cover does wonders when you sleep.&lt;br /&gt;man and they got so much food. itslike they could feed a whole zooo. waow. waaaaow. &lt;br /&gt;i met jinji jojongs friend today. her name is christine i think. or christina. well one or the other. but i think ha;ldfjasdlfj. i dont know what me thinks. i think we connects. i think she loves me. ok jk.. no she dont. but shes cool. jinjijojongs friend is cool.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currrently so sleepywaoow. man. that kinda sucks a little. everytime i writes on here i is sleeepy. waow. gosh . &lt;br /&gt;hello mikey. good stuff today :P &lt;br /&gt;it was crunch time. &lt;br /&gt;crunch time crunch ang ang ang munch munch munch. &lt;br /&gt;cant waIT TIll tomorrow morning to eat . &lt;br /&gt;man isnt that exciting. to know that the next day you is gona has food in yo mouth. i think its something quite exciting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INnOVATION yes? succh a cool word. ohmygash. i think its very practical and ...well if you execute it well. its well worth it. :) fshoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marissa sorry today no arc with you :( really sorry. me feels very bad foreals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i thought  would never say this. but i really like one of justin bieber's songs. SOMEBODY TO LOOOOOOOOOOVE . A;DLKnanananannannana. its a good song. i think... or more like i like the beat of the song, i have realized that i dont like a song because of its lyrics, but jus because of the beat and stuff. OOOOOUHHHHHHHHHH. uhus . jejejjeejejje :P &lt;br /&gt;waow JINJIJOJONG IS FREAKEN SMART. dont mess w that girl. hek no. dont dont. ill give you the no no finger. fsho. &lt;br /&gt;ok  man its dying time week. OHHHHHH YEAH. NO JOKE. ok &lt;br /&gt;since its gona be this way. hmmmm. it has to be done with apples and appples of apples of apples or apples play apples. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah &lt;br /&gt;mommy and daddy sold a car. :P &lt;br /&gt;so that means new car. i dont know what the getwhich one they sold. a;dlfjas;dlfj INNOVATION! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not an idiot. i dont know why so many people call me that. &lt;br /&gt;that is not cool. crampps mah styyyle. oh yeeeeh. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah jinjijojongs friend's last name is yeh. i think that is seriously by far THE coolest last name ever. YEEEEEEEEEEEEEH. basically. she rocks my socks. &lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;br /&gt;me goes now. &lt;br /&gt;its kinda gettting late. &lt;br /&gt;not really. &lt;br /&gt;its getting nightish. or morninghish. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes the world has some hella wierd concepts. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah i learned alot today. reading about psych. waow. SEROUSLY . lots of innovations,. oh yeah. good stuuuuuuphhhh. like baby phaaaat. uhuuuuuu. &lt;br /&gt;ok im really really sleepy right now. so ima go now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAACCCCCCEEEEEEEEEE. peace sign .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-9102848484816717805?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/9102848484816717805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/dim-sum-in-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/9102848484816717805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/9102848484816717805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/dim-sum-in-sun.html' title='dim sum in the sun'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6520406842491293949</id><published>2010-09-18T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T02:00:12.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>feliz cumple chile</title><content type='html'>chile feliz cumple- 200 anios. ke la pases re bien. no te he olvidado&lt;br /&gt;y me la pierdo. debe ser de lujo las fiestas ke van a ofrecer durante la noche. y te apuesto ke la van a celebrar grande. no es como ke me importe pero igual al fondo de mi corazon siento un lugar vacio ke necesita ser rellenado por algo ke calme mi inquetud. un dia como este me de vuelve a las memorias de mi neniez cuando todavia estaba viviendo en chile. las buenas memorias de aquel tiempo nunca fallan en dejarme con una sonrisa. lo triste es lo ke hago yo cuando estoi en facebook. cuando veo las fotos de mis amigos de chile, siempre pienso en el pasado. que hubiera pasado si no me hubiera mudado a los estados unidos. seria yo una persona diferent. viviria la misma vida ke vivien mis amigos. las preguntas siguen sin fin. ojala ke un dia .... ke sea dentro de 3 anios, pueda ir de vuelta para estudiar ke sea. ke pase. ke pase. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me is tired. very sleepy for some reason. &lt;br /&gt;today i almost missed my korean class. i woke up at 8:05 again. i did that yesterday too. but today i had a test. the only reason why i wakes up at 8 was cuz heidi's alarm went off. if it werent for that i woulda missed it. big time. waow. i had to run to class. thats the first time i run to class. i hate running to class cu its uncomfortable. foreals. whatevers. i took it.&lt;br /&gt;i slept pretty late though. i think 2 30. maybe that be whys. &lt;br /&gt;me skim and daniel was at fsm studying for korean. i dont really know if we got much studying done, but i gots my papers done and i studied somewhat. who knows if they gots anything done. whatevers. &lt;br /&gt;i also took soc quiz yesterday. waow.  i ammm freeeeee. NOT. waow. so not free. what the hek  am i talking about. more than anything i feels dead. like hmmm dead skin on your skin. something like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after korean  test. i came back home. slept. heard phone ring. uaou. joeun and san locked themselves out of apt. so they came to home and pick up laundry detergent. man. gaaaaaaash. i was having such a good nap. they cramped my styyyle. :( ok jk. that is pretty selfish of me. so i was seriously jk. then tried t go back to sleeep buto good. so washed dishes and showered and did some other stuff i dont really remember. then heidi came back home. then joeun and san came back too. &lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeh. today was the first time ever. i made kimchi bokumpab. WWWWWWAOW. heidi said it was pretty good. but i think she be lying. just to be nice cuz i put in too much gochu jang and it was hella spicy. waow. hella spicy. but for seome reason.... jang gi ruhm kinda neutralizes the spicyness. kinda. just kinda. but whatever. it was good. to beckysong. it was heavenly delish. no not really. i was jk. because no. it wasnt. but you know what. i mad eit. whae;fjasdlfkajsfda. ok maybe not good. whatever. joeun and san stayed at my homsis until jeff open their door. i went to bt for game and announcement thing. &lt;br /&gt;soudns fun and doable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i just stayed a bt . i slept some. and did some something. i dont remember. maybe bobaed it. then went to eat blah blah blahdl jfas;dfj. eat eat eat. then went to bstudy. then sf &lt;br /&gt;in n out. didnt crave it that badly for reason. dunno why. oh i was full that be why. then ghirardelli. earthquake. shake shhhhhake. no more. i dont . man i love icecream but after i eat ice cream i always hate it. like. right. now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needs to study . study. i think i aam officials obsessed with studyin. i dont want to, but my brain just wants to . i cant control it. its like robot. it just moves &lt;br /&gt;on its own. or mayeb its like something else. i duno what. whatever. im so sleepy. i would write more random thoughts. have lots stored. but forget easily . and im sleepy and my mind no funtion properly. meeting too many people &lt;br /&gt;this girl named melody is my st=yle. shes kinda cool. not as much as me i think, but shes up there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i taught slang to these 2 fob girls. waow. so funny. brabiiiiiisimoooo. this one fob girl has legit fob accent. SOOOOOOO funny. i taught her how to say legit, but she pronounces it rigid instead. which cracks me up. but i cannot really show that i am laughing at her accent. i mean i dont really mean to, but its just funny. i mean i suck at korean. so i dont know. its like a give and take? i dunno. &lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh. im sleepy. i cant no more. fooooooooreaaaaaaaalssssss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN I FEEL UPPERCLASSMEN. maaaaaan freshmen are little jassheeks. maaan. ok whatever. &lt;br /&gt;gud nightuh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6520406842491293949?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6520406842491293949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/feliz-cumple-chile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6520406842491293949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6520406842491293949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/feliz-cumple-chile.html' title='feliz cumple chile'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4600148599711096927</id><published>2010-09-16T01:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T01:38:52.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JAJAJAJJJAJAJAJAJAJAJJAJJJAJAJA</title><content type='html'>yeah incredulous. it is. &lt;br /&gt;everything is so seriously not cool. &lt;br /&gt;sleeping schuedule is messed up. eating habits messed up. studying time messed up. lets just call it a messed up me. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts again. dude. my system is a failure to the max. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously sleep deprived. i know so. i have been reading non stop for alittle over a week now. my brain is seriously frying. not only can i hear it sizzle, but i can also smell it. yeah cool huh. uhu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been at stacks erday all day. kinda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdays. i went to school. i didnt go to psych 2 because i just couldnt. just overwhelmed with the amount of work i have in my hands. &lt;br /&gt;did dts at btown. &lt;br /&gt;i know officaly live there.&lt;br /&gt;i stays there until eating with ashton kutcher, but somehow it ended being like me jinji jojong, annie, winnie, this other girl i forget her name at ghetto. then i goes home to do something, i forget what. then i goes to prayer meeting. &lt;br /&gt;then me jenny and rosy goes to ghetto to get donuts. man donuts. i dont think i want to eat a donut for some time. &lt;br /&gt;then we were gona to go stacks but we goes to btown instead. MAN i think the 2 hours or so i was there i got nothing done. shilmangs. to da maxxxxi. &lt;br /&gt;i played with abby, held nico and who knows what else i did. but no studying at all. &lt;br /&gt;so at 11 i decided to go to stacks. ohhhhhhh got some stuff done actually. &lt;br /&gt;it dont look like it but i did get what i needed to get done for today. &lt;br /&gt;so mr fruity carols got locked out of her houssseee cuz she didnt bring her keys. &lt;br /&gt;so she slept over at my place. :) &lt;br /&gt;we talks and sleeps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. korean. man early classes. shoot today my goal before 2. thats all i want before 2. i didnt even finish some reading though, but my stomach hurts therefor is all good. &lt;br /&gt;after korean. i eat bagel w skim. bt. then chill then section for polisci. JAJAJAJAJAJAAJAJA i fell asleep infront of the gsi. for about 40 min. whatever dudes. i was tired. but whatever. it wasnt like i missed anything cuz i read it. :P DUUUUUUUUUUDE. yeah i read it. i dont think that has ever happened before. where i read something in advanced. well i have but that was cuz i needed to for that class that day, but this time it was kinda like ohhh speedy gonzalez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dying. dying. dying. foreals. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. quiz for soc tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;2. test for korean on friday. &lt;br /&gt;3. korean report due friday. &lt;br /&gt;4. midterm essay due next thurs for soc&lt;br /&gt;5. next next week psych midterm &lt;br /&gt;6. 120+ pgs for polisci and psych and soc. &lt;br /&gt;7. YYAAAAYUUUUUUUUH. GGGGGGGGGGG. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only good thing happpen today. in my life. volleyball. &lt;br /&gt;man i really suck at volleyball, but really i wana be good, but i jus dont know how. my body wont listen to me. foreals. its not like im dumb and i stand there doing nothing becaause i jus feel like standing there doing nothing. i guess i am just a little slow at being smart and witty and fast. but its really really fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my camera. &lt;br /&gt;i stacked it today w jinji jojong. &lt;br /&gt;people always know where to find me. &lt;br /&gt;cuz im either at btown or stacks. :P&lt;br /&gt;ok tomorrow ima be a loner to the mx. i dont think ima go to psych class again. &lt;br /&gt;its like at 3 30 . no i will not. ima go to stacks. well actually i have to eat at home since i havent had a meal at home in who knows how long. and then bymyself i will stack it. and study until the daylight shines with joy and happyness forever and ever like the gummy bears and their friends with pony and dancing. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suckydy suck suck suckers. &lt;br /&gt;bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeh. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4600148599711096927?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4600148599711096927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/jajajajjjajajajajajajjajjjajaja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4600148599711096927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4600148599711096927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/jajajajjjajajajajajajjajjjajaja.html' title='JAJAJAJJJAJAJAJAJAJAJJAJJJAJAJA'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-7171791374863543428</id><published>2010-09-14T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T11:57:59.904-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep deprived</title><content type='html'>lately yeah. &lt;br /&gt;i dont sleep enough. &lt;br /&gt;난 바보다. &lt;br /&gt;but i still have energy despite the lack of sleep. &lt;br /&gt;i havent had one meal at home since saturday or friday. thats pretty really sad. &lt;br /&gt;i dont even know what im eating because i dont eat at home. &lt;br /&gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;heidi must be pretty sad and lonely without me in the apt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been reading like a madman. trying to catch up but as much as i read, i never seem to be able to be on track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. ive been at stacks alottttt. ALOOTT. and many more to come. &lt;br /&gt;yesterdays i went to korean. hoorray for mondays and fridays. for korean. but bum bum bummer its a 8 am. &lt;br /&gt;10 am went to bt. did dt (that rhymes, what a mastermind). started reading for polisci. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday eating was bad. i had fries for lunch and ice cream for dinner. :) JAJAJAJa. so bad. messed up eating. &lt;br /&gt;was at bt for about 6 hours. reading reading reading reading reading. reading reading. reading. and more reading. i dont even remember what i read. &lt;br /&gt;then went to stacks w jennyy. but then i forgets to have dinner w someone. :( what a kinda bad person. &lt;br /&gt;근데 그레도 나는 짱 . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haaaaad $1 john's ice cream with 호재. :)) gaaaaaaaaah. finally had cake batter ice cream. it was so DEELISh. i wish i could go erday, all  the time. after that we went to study. i cant read anymore. im done with reading. im going crazy reading. ohmygoodnes i cannot no more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unable to do my job. unable to fuunction properly. unable to unables. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my phone today. at dwinelle. some good samaritan turned in my phone to the office. there should be more people like that in this world. like me. jk. nope not like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am super hungries. wow yeah i am. i had an apple. not good enough. i need to go home and eat. and read. man. my life consists of READING. that sucks. i wasnt like this freshmen year. i wish i was back to freshmen year and takin it chiiiiiilll. but my brain wont let me do that. i dont even know why im coming to lectures. i cant even listen to what the maestro is saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LLOYD is a retard. someone needs to go to japan. nurf gunned. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish yogurtland went back to the apple flavor one. i like it better than peach. i dont really like taro and pumpkin pie flavor. yuks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont understand ppl who study at home. i really cannot cannot. sometimes i wish i could od it, well not really. &lt;br /&gt;i want to go to the berkeley marinaaa. take my laptop and watch a movie  right next to the skunks and the raccoons. thats what im talkin about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wana go see my mom. and i wana eat korean delish food from home. im foodsick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to cut my bangs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh im going home. &lt;br /&gt;bye. &lt;br /&gt;soc 111-good class to sleep in. &lt;br /&gt;polisci1-also good class to sleep in. &lt;br /&gt;psych2-super good class to sleep in. &lt;br /&gt;gona go take a nap now until .. forevers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-7171791374863543428?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/7171791374863543428/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5134090881584199766</id><published>2010-09-12T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T03:28:48.084-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rotten</title><content type='html'>yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaah. rotting at hoooooome. &lt;br /&gt;lovelyyyyyyyy. &lt;br /&gt;writing on blog has been ever more difficult. oh yeah. &lt;br /&gt;i dont really knows whys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today . i rot. jejejejejajajaajjojojjijijijjujujujuju. &lt;br /&gt;home all day. &lt;br /&gt;i thought i was gona go study at stacks, but no. &lt;br /&gt;fails jejej. fail fail fail fail fail. &lt;br /&gt;the only thing i did today. was seriously nothing. &lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHH WAIT. &lt;br /&gt;korean market&lt;br /&gt;to get rice, mandoo and yeah thats it i think . &lt;br /&gt;it should last me for 2 months or so . i dont wana go grocery shopping. i hate it. dude with a pssion. i dont know how my mommy does it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways yesterday i went to watch &lt;br /&gt;a korean movie. for korean class &lt;br /&gt;i watched hae un dae... i think thats what it was.. it was good movie. i liked it. i really did actually. foreals. &lt;br /&gt;i think everyone should watch it. really. &lt;br /&gt;it made me cry. kinda . &lt;br /&gt;its about a tsunami hitting korea. busan i think. somewhere there. &lt;br /&gt;after movie i called my mom and told her to stay home for the rest of her life and never come out. &lt;br /&gt;i will never ever live somewhere near a tsunami. &lt;br /&gt;never. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok you know what its so late. and so sleepy. and no more . &lt;br /&gt;i go ice cream safeway but scary walking so come back.&lt;br /&gt;sorry lloydatrons. &lt;br /&gt;no bus. no more. me solo. come back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;br /&gt;me nighty night night. byebye.&lt;div 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title='rotten'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-267664064654303878</id><published>2010-09-09T11:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T12:27:16.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate tuesdays and thursdays</title><content type='html'>with a passion. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know how i m supposed to live. i really dont. &lt;br /&gt;im so freakin sleeepy. &lt;br /&gt;i am writing on my blog so i dont fall asleep. polisci is boring&lt;br /&gt;i slept through most of soc 111. i cant do this no more. this is too much. &lt;br /&gt;i want to give up and not come to class no more. if it were the last year me, i would def gone home and been sleeping at this moment. gosh this sucks like a baby sucking on a tree. the tree is so icky and yucky the baby is crying. yeah i feel like that baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need me a printer. oh yes. i does. i used to love going to stacks last year and i still do, except that i don t like going there. its so far. i dont want to walk. its sooo far. i dont want to study at home. i dont even know why i have a desk. i have never used it. i have junk on it. but i was thinking, ok i dont wana go to stacks should i just study at home. but i dont think ima do that because i wont study. period. i just wana sleep. i know i will. i need me some real something. i really dont care about politicians. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygosh. so to the awesome advice of the wise mr fruity carols. i am seriously considering some other major. she said that i shouldnt do soc cuz that aint no good for life. and i got no job after college. ohmygoodnes. i dont know what to do know. shoot. i need me a counselor right now. but i m too lazy to go see one. ok i think ima do media studies for sure but i have no idea what my other one be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodnes im so stupid. i keep on typing a c after my h's every word. that is ridonk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a new id card because i lost both my other ones. im so genius. i bet you another id card next semester. shoot. im pretty sure ima need a new one twice a year. i can forsee it already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am one hella studious human bean. i dont know even why i try. ive been reading alot. alot alot. and studying. its incredible and horrible its incorrible. i really dont know why im doing this. when i could be doing something else. sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DID I SAY I HATE TUESDAYS AND THURSDAYS. i dont know if i wana go to psych today. i really will think about that. i dont want to read anymore! everyday i have planned to read. GOSH. can i please stop doing that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to go get that freaken recon. i dont care. ima just get it. whatever. before i eggsplode. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to cut my hair. i think ill do it myself. PUAJAJAJa. ima probably ruin it then write how horrible it looks and then im going to cry on my blog. i also want to dye it. that one i will probably do this weeekend or next weekend. im seriously balding. my hair is thinning. i don tknow what to do . im not only going to have alzheimers but also have bald spots disease. this is foreals. i am not exaggerating or kidding or whatever. i am seriously balding. my hair feels so much thinner. blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know anyone in my polisci 1 class. i dont now anyone in my soc 111 class. i should make some friends, but too lazy to talk to anyone. i guess id rather talk to my computer. rather lame you must think. but fear not. its not lame at all. because i do so. because being a loner status is cool and ok. forsure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i didnt go to class. none of my classes. not because of sleep. but i did sleep instead of going to my classes. i had major headache and stomach ache again. I AM ONE DESTROYED CHILD. my body is retarded. it wont function properly jeez. whatever i guess its ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a job. please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys are really 바보. soooo much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO this weeekend. i have to read. alot. yay. this is so awesome. weekend is stacking time. plan this saturday is waking up at like 12. taking shower blah blah blah and then going to stacks at like 2 and staying there until 10 or something. OHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHHHHHH. &lt;br /&gt;i wana go homesis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sujin came to visit from socal. jeje. i hadnt seen her since forever. actually since grad. she llooks like fob. FOB alert to the alertnesssessss. so me sujin and jeesoo went to eat zacharys. it was pretty bomb. yeah pretty good. uhu. and then we went to icys or icis or however you speell that.i had the vanilla balsamic caramel. PUAJAJAJA. i had that. i cant belives it too. yeah the ice cream has the balsamic, vinegary taste. aside from that gross vinegary taste, it was perfect. i have no idea why in the world i got that because i couldnt enjoy it. boohoo.  you know. i don tknow what about icis or icys is so good. i meean what is all the hype about. its just ice cream. like seriously. i think johns dollar one is better. i think i want to go there today to get ice cream. cake batter. yyyyyuuuuuuummmmyyyy. if i could advertise this i would: anyone who would come with me today to eat ice cream. i buy for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ipod died. i dont know why. well the stupid usb thing for ipod died. and it says i have to reconfigure my ipod with itunes. but i dont got no usb thing. JAJAJA. to lazy to ask anyone for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know whats  really really yummy. honey roasted peanuts. oh yeah man. honey roasted peanuts R THE BOMb. i was gona eat that for lunch, but i think i need to finish my green leaves in my fridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont care about checks and balances. ok 30 min left for my class to be donezzo. i think ima just go now because i cant take it anymore. its not like im listening to that guy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a water filter. i need one desperately. yeah how unfortunate i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want skull candy headphones. like legit big ones. :P &lt;br /&gt;i need to go to rsf now. i have to make membership. &lt;br /&gt;ok i cant take no more. i need to leave. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye. &lt;br /&gt;the guy sitting next to me is breathing hella loud. i wana tell him something, but hes really really tall and bigger than me. so no. its ok.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-267664064654303878?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/267664064654303878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-tuesdays-and-thursdays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/267664064654303878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/267664064654303878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-hate-tuesdays-and-thursdays.html' title='i hate tuesdays and thursdays'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6013991418285828788</id><published>2010-09-07T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T01:53:25.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>complications</title><content type='html'>hellow. &lt;br /&gt;im sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;i forget what happened. &lt;br /&gt;ok this happened not in order:&lt;br /&gt;1. alice house ate bulgogi. &lt;br /&gt;2. church&lt;br /&gt;3. babysit kids. &lt;br /&gt;4. cafe milano me loner&lt;br /&gt;5. stacks&lt;br /&gt;6. skim house. korean study. &lt;br /&gt;7. watch dinner with smucks or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;8. asian ghetto&lt;br /&gt;oh this is in a span of 2 or 3 days. not sure. &lt;br /&gt;9. my ears hurts right now. &lt;br /&gt;10. when i chew and swallow it hurts. &lt;br /&gt;11. life is complicated. &lt;br /&gt;12. friends are good for the soul &lt;br /&gt;13. volleyball hurray! &lt;br /&gt;14. my throat hurts everytime i swallow. &lt;br /&gt;15. no more cereal&lt;br /&gt;16. sad. &lt;br /&gt;17. i want chicken salad. i make em bomb. &lt;br /&gt;18. i love cake batter ice cream. goodness. hurray for 1 dollar john scoop ice cream.&lt;br /&gt;19. im sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;20. IREAD for the first time today. psych 2. &lt;br /&gt;21. got polisci 1 books! aldfjasdlfkjasdfla&lt;br /&gt;22. payed month's rent&lt;br /&gt;23. found out i didnt pay credit car bill month of august. genius. &lt;br /&gt;24. im alive. &lt;br /&gt;25. i have pimple on uppper chin. great. &lt;br /&gt;26. i walk around telegraph like a retard&lt;br /&gt;27. someone ripped the tag off my backpack. not cool. &lt;br /&gt;28. im full. &lt;br /&gt;29. wooooohoo for the word of God. &lt;br /&gt;30. i dont like bear walk. &lt;br /&gt;31. i dread tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;32. quiz in korean class tomorrow. i studied. &lt;br /&gt;33. i dont want to brush my teeth cuz im too lazy. (but that wont happen. im a teeth clean freak)&lt;br /&gt;34. school there is school this week which means hw due and papers due and stuff. ohmygosh. freakin out here. kinda. &lt;br /&gt;35. goodnight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6013991418285828788?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6013991418285828788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/complications.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6013991418285828788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6013991418285828788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/complications.html' title='complications'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-780124963426591582</id><published>2010-09-04T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T01:13:23.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>holla at yo boi</title><content type='html'>donkey kong. &lt;br /&gt;i am not fully recovered yet. &lt;br /&gt;my ear is still blocked. &lt;br /&gt;when i blow mah nose, strange noises made by my ears. ;sdkfjas;dlfjasdl;faj. it sounds like that. that be the only thing. &lt;br /&gt;im eating way too much now since ive gotten back to my groove. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been hot. again. and i hates it. ohmygosh yes. i hate it. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts. &lt;br /&gt;jeez. &lt;br /&gt;food. yeeeees. no more starving for a little while. &lt;br /&gt;it kinda sucks cuz me and heidi have no idea what to buy. we have very basic things and run out of food really fast because we buy the bare minimum. &lt;br /&gt;chris chan wents to cotsco today. asks him to get me some foood. &lt;br /&gt;thank you chris chan. &lt;br /&gt;so kind of you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday slept over at mr fruity carols place. su joined too. it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;skim is epic. &lt;br /&gt;no more words to say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to study. I HAVENT DONE ANYTHING. since school started. &lt;br /&gt;i havent gotten books yet. i dont know what im doing exactly. &lt;br /&gt;i need someone to hit me. punch my face. whatever it is. &lt;br /&gt;i have gotten so much better at king kong shower. im actually super happy. i have a grin on my face. but i wish i could play it more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. i had a quiz. in korean. I FAILED 100%. i thought i had it. JAJAJJAJA. wow i have a delusional head. i thought i knew the alphabet and everything but no. i didnt knw jack. niiiiiiiice. i know. thats sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after korean. me and skim we was sitting on a bench at sproul just stalking/staring/checking out people's backpacksss. or maybe it was just me. for 2 hours. i could sit there all day and just stare at people's backpacks. its wonderful. but skim had to go to class and blah blah blah. then met trong. walked with him up until somewhere and bye bye. went back to fruity carols. then me jinjy jojong fruity carols and su went to eat JJAJANGMYUN AND BOMB TANGSOOYUK at chef yu. so freakin boooomb. gehhhhjejej :P went back to katown and studied. i think. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;met timchoi's sis christy. shes so cute and cool unlike her sibling. jk. actually i dont know if tim is cool or not. but they just seem different. that be all. &lt;br /&gt;mongolian beef christy steph me jamie went to zacharys to eat pizza. then went to trader joes. it was good fun time. &lt;br /&gt;then went to pick up grocerys from dwight. then went to home and then went to jamie's place to sing, puzzle , and play labrynth or something. it was super fun. i wana play it again and again and again and again. &lt;br /&gt;came back home. and then now stomach hurts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently obsessed with backpacks. more like northfaces. &lt;br /&gt;chrome on my computer lags. no like here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-780124963426591582?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/780124963426591582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/holla-at-yo-boi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/780124963426591582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/780124963426591582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/holla-at-yo-boi.html' title='holla at yo boi'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8137442227518235697</id><published>2010-09-02T02:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T02:50:36.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WOOOOOOW whadacoowww</title><content type='html'>YEEEEEEEEEEEEEES. &lt;br /&gt;ok i feel so much better. &lt;br /&gt;no more headache. &lt;br /&gt;foreals. &lt;br /&gt;man &lt;br /&gt;concussion was pretty bad last sunday. but now all good. &lt;br /&gt;ok basically last sunday i had a concussion. &lt;br /&gt;my head hurt too much to actually write about it. &lt;br /&gt;one word: pretty awesome experience i must say. &lt;br /&gt;seriously. but down side to it, i suffered major pain and headache. &lt;br /&gt;no recollection of anything for 2 hours. thats pretty amazing. what can i say. &lt;br /&gt;ok im not saying it was a good move, but i mean its just pretty cool i guess. i got to ride on this cool firetruck. JAJAJAAJ. i think it was a firetruck. maybe not. i dont remember. maybe an ambulance. and when i actually gained normaal consciousness, i was at the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;IM OK NOW. &lt;br /&gt;foreals. &lt;br /&gt;woot woot. &lt;br /&gt;major tylenol dosage. most ever taken. i normally hate medicine. cuz seriously no medicine. i can heal naturally. it dont matter how long it take. its ok . but i had to take tylenol because i had a fever and a major headache which blows, but i learned my lesson. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate tuesdays and thursdays. i will say this over and over again every single week. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday had a good talk with mr. fruity carols cleopatra. wow. i feel like blocks and blocks of gold bricks were ripped off my head. gaash. &lt;br /&gt;i forgot what i did on monday and tuesday. oh i slept for most of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korean 1ax is fun. chill. &lt;br /&gt;i might actually learn stuff in korean. i think i made the right choice to drop spanish. well i got dropped cuz i didnt show up to class 2 days ina row. but thats ok. i knew i was gona drop spanish the moment i saw the syllabus for korean class. it said: 5 absences without penalty compared to the 3 absences in spanishhh. jojojojo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeeeeeeeeeeeh. &lt;br /&gt;i feel stupid. everytime i come home, heidi is always sitting on her desk writing, styding, doing something and im doing nothing. ok whatever ima live it up at stacks this weekend. and read hardcore articles and all that good stuff. not really good stuff. but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;i like psych 2, for now its interesting. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know if i can graduate in 4 years. &lt;br /&gt;am i really gona do soc and media studies? ohmygash what if i decide i dont wana no more like a year after. i think by then i will really shoot myself. &lt;br /&gt;soc 111 sounds hella interesting. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;yeeeeeeeeeeshhhhhhhh. polisci 1 lecture tomorrow is cancelled WOOOT WOOOOOT. put your hands up right now. yeeeeeeeeeees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appetite is back! yessssss. ive been so sad cuz ive only been able to eat one meal a day since like last saturday or something. ohmygosh how sad i was. no moreeeee. i can eat now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korean class. dt with skiiiim :) good dt! i like. &lt;br /&gt;dis for polisci. kinda forgot everything he talked about. &lt;br /&gt;is ok. &lt;br /&gt;then buy folder at walgreens&lt;br /&gt;ka-town talk with suzanne. &lt;br /&gt;lunch. thanks steve. &lt;br /&gt;then chill. &lt;br /&gt;then talk with sieun. &lt;br /&gt;ok but i must say. i feel so much better after talking to suzanne and sieun . jeez. it wasnt that hard. ok jk. it was pretty hard, but got over it and feel free now. &lt;br /&gt;feels alllrighties. &lt;br /&gt;yess things are so much more clearer! no more emo or sad ordepressed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then soph thing at y. fun fun. &lt;br /&gt;talk with annie at melanese or intermezzo or something i forget. dang mang lotssa talks today. then did yesterdays dt bymyself. &lt;br /&gt;then go home. then go print stuff then johnny came to check out my apt then i went to his apt to print some but lame cuz no lecture was posted. &lt;br /&gt;apt. &lt;br /&gt;and its late. really late. adfj;lasdjf;alsdkjfasdl;jfalsdjfa;sldjfas. &lt;br /&gt;but im finally happy for once. gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;yayayayaay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no food at home. which is fine. because its not something new. &lt;br /&gt;we cereal but no milk&lt;br /&gt;2 jars of kimchee. &lt;br /&gt;butter&lt;br /&gt;bread&lt;br /&gt;i think thats itJAJAJAAJ. wow that is pretty lame . i dont know how to cook for my life. i should learn yeah maybe. MAYBEEE. i think if the cow goes to the moon ill learn how to cook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to get rsf pass. but i lost my id card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. CHEYA BOI finally got northface backpaccccck gosh. i wanted it. i had my eye on it for the longest time and finally it has become MINE! i gots the black borealis. its ok. i was hella debating whether to get the recon or the borealis but i think i kinda close my eyes andwhich ever backpack appeared first i pick i think it was that. me thinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i love cheese. what can i say. except goat cheese and blue cheese and any wierd cheese from europe. maybe some fancy ones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now i gota chillax because ive been out all day. &lt;br /&gt;ok goodnight. BYEBYE. BYE. &lt;-its like the nsync song bye bye bye. or was it by by by whatever. it just reminded me of that. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;i want to play volleyball. &lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;br /&gt;talk with mommy today :) i miss her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8137442227518235697?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8137442227518235697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/woooooow-whadacoowww.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8137442227518235697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8137442227518235697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/09/woooooow-whadacoowww.html' title='WOOOOOOW whadacoowww'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6731772352571384350</id><published>2010-08-30T23:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T00:04:35.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gash. cant get any worse</title><content type='html'>headache. &lt;br /&gt;neck pain. &lt;br /&gt;abdominal pain. &lt;br /&gt;heartache. &lt;br /&gt;backache. &lt;br /&gt;my right ear is plugged. &lt;br /&gt;so bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gash. id rather be in a coma. &lt;br /&gt;days arent getting any better. &lt;br /&gt;mood isnt either. &lt;br /&gt;gray. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized at the beginning and at the end of every year. i get 1. hurt. 2. cell phone dies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt like puking all day. &lt;br /&gt;eating schedule is so messed up. &lt;br /&gt;im sad. &lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6731772352571384350?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6731772352571384350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/gash-cant-get-any-worse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6731772352571384350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6731772352571384350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/gash-cant-get-any-worse.html' title='gash. cant get any worse'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3866102205789199818</id><published>2010-08-28T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T03:42:53.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ThankYou</title><content type='html'>1:30 am.&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt;mr kim played a big role, you could say&lt;br /&gt; he gave the question of purpose&lt;br /&gt; you pretty much have none as an atheist&lt;br /&gt; you're born, you live, you die&lt;br /&gt; the universe keeps on expanding on and on&lt;br /&gt; etc&lt;br /&gt; basically, its depressing&lt;br /&gt; god gives me purpose&lt;br /&gt; i live to work for him, all i do in life is so he can use me for his own purpose&lt;br /&gt; k&lt;br /&gt; hey, i guess its better than being apathetic&lt;br /&gt; i feel an actual drive to do something&lt;br /&gt; instead of sitting around doing nothing&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; dude&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; i have a purpose&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; im so proud of you:)&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; ty&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; are you gona go to church now?&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; dunno about church&lt;br /&gt; i don't know which affiliation of christianity i want to join&lt;br /&gt; i'm gonna look up presbyterian, catholic, etc&lt;br /&gt; but eh, that doesn't mean listening to a preacher is bad&lt;br /&gt; any preacher is good&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; yeah &lt;br /&gt; true &lt;br /&gt; but you should go to &lt;br /&gt; sunday service at least&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; yeah i know&lt;br /&gt; doing this feels good man&lt;br /&gt; helps me get through my day, you know&lt;br /&gt; i have a challenge, i call on god for support&lt;br /&gt; helps a ton&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; yeah im glad dude&lt;br /&gt; im really really glad that you feel that way&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; amazing feeling&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; i should go thank &lt;br /&gt; mr. kim&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; feels like i was lost then found&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; im happy for you dude&lt;br /&gt; now you just gota read the bible&lt;br /&gt; and pray&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; funny thing is most people go through this&lt;br /&gt; i try to pray every day now&lt;br /&gt; you know&lt;br /&gt; when i was little i thought praying was boring as crap&lt;br /&gt; it felt like i was talking to nobody&lt;br /&gt; now feels like i'm talking to somebody&lt;br /&gt; i'm sure jenny is going through the same things&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; jajaaja&lt;br /&gt; i dont know&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; she doesn't feel too hot about christianity&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; i think the only thing she thinks about&lt;br /&gt; is &lt;br /&gt; playing with her friends&lt;br /&gt; when she goes to churhc&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; lol of course&lt;br /&gt; she's a kid&lt;br /&gt; im sure she'll straighten up&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; yeah you should help her&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; its funny cause a lot of people go through this too&lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; little by little&lt;br /&gt; befor eyou graduate&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; they stop believing&lt;br /&gt; during their teenage years, then join religion again later on&lt;br /&gt; makes sense &lt;br /&gt;becky says:&lt;br /&gt; yeah&lt;br /&gt; i was kinda like that&lt;br /&gt; a litttle in high shcool&lt;br /&gt;eduardo says:&lt;br /&gt; man&lt;br /&gt; just feels great&lt;br /&gt; seriously, i have a goal to work toward&lt;br /&gt; everything looks clearer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that made my day. even though im sad and struggling. &lt;br /&gt;im glad God is working through my brother&lt;br /&gt;im so happy for him. &lt;br /&gt;im glad hes found God and a purpose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3866102205789199818?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3866102205789199818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/thankyou.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3866102205789199818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3866102205789199818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/thankyou.html' title='ThankYou'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8092928979641820441</id><published>2010-08-27T00:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T01:19:47.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ready set go</title><content type='html'>SUUFFFFEEERMOOOOOREE YEAr. &lt;br /&gt;BRING it on. &lt;br /&gt;i will lose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate school &lt;br /&gt;i hate life&lt;br /&gt;i hate this very moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesdays and thursdays are hell. &lt;br /&gt;class from 8 to 12 30 then again at 3 30 till 5. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i donated blood today. this might be the highlight of the day. &lt;br /&gt;because at least i know i saved alife. or a semi life. or a quarter life. &lt;br /&gt;i like donating blood. for various reasons that is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt have a single proper meal today. woohoo. &lt;br /&gt;i had some grapes for breakfast. i ate peanut butter cookies right before donating blood. right after donating blood i had cheezit. &lt;br /&gt;after 3 30 class. mr. mongolian beef bought me some yogurt land. man it was good. and filling. i took a nap for hour and half. marissa calls me. lets go to calapaloozi. i didnt wana go.  but iwent. talk with marissa. some deep stuff i must say. marissa left me. what a freakin ditcher dude. jk. she loves me too much to do that. &lt;br /&gt;i walked bymyself along sproul looking like a loner for once. i was a loner. loneliness. i realized that when you are a loner everything feels/seems unfamiliar. why come. MAAAN IM TALKING LIKE IM HELLA DEPRESSED. &lt;br /&gt;actually i am. but its not very pleasant. &lt;br /&gt;im very hungers right now. &lt;br /&gt;since i haventhad one proper meal PUAJAJAJAJA. my stomach hurts kinda, but ina hungry way, but not quite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emchoch called me over to cafe med. talked with her. long good talk. even though i was falling asleep. that girl got mah back. went back to her apt. took a good look. looks like a nice place i could crash at whenever i need food. JAJA. jk. im JUUUUUUST KIDDDING. they do have tons of food though. anyways she gave me this thing to put on the wall. its pretty abstract kinda. wierd. kinda. but i guess its not too shabby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. i dont like that word. LOL. i dont use. JAJA. is the way to go. treat you right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how joeun and san live right above us. they creak to us with their walking. creak creak creak. ima buy a broom and broom their floor. like the old lady in an old movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SLEepy. EVEN AFTER that yeah im sleepy. gash go shoot myself. &lt;br /&gt;oh stacks time. &lt;br /&gt;my plan for the rest of my life. livin at stacks. starting next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more spanish 2 for me. its all about korean 1ax. perfect for me. my level. will be taking the class with skim. but who knows how that will go. should be fun. atleast something should be fun jeeeeez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im seriously going to rot . nahh. i am already rotting. &lt;br /&gt;what am i doing with my life. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah its rotting away. i can see flies already gathering and they be buuzzzzzzzing right now. like buzz buzz zzzzzzzzzz. &lt;br /&gt;i would think flies' favorite doll to play with would be domo. he be a 똥. ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever shall this me do . short nails ftw! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am a serious person. why not. why not. &lt;br /&gt;people just need to get to know me right. i mean its not like just by meeting me once or twice they can take me seriously ? right? idunno. im just saying. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts in a wierd way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow ill try korean. lets see how this goes. and ill probably be dropped out of spanish 2. fa;lkjdsf;alsdjf. &lt;br /&gt;goodnight. nao. ni hao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe now. its time to let go. really let go. and find something else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8092928979641820441?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8092928979641820441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/ready-set-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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post. not too shabby eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. lots of things have been going on in my life. &lt;br /&gt;im struggling with alot. &lt;br /&gt;but who in the world cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up today. pretty late. &lt;br /&gt;went to buffet town. had a short talk with sieun. not the best talk. &lt;br /&gt;then went to paige's. chilled out at her place for 2 hours or so. &lt;br /&gt;we talked alot and jammed some. &lt;br /&gt;went to nswn. at 4. &lt;br /&gt;it was pretty good. i liked last years better though. maybe cuz it was in a bigger room or something. &lt;br /&gt;then me san joeun went to eat at papamingo's.&lt;br /&gt;then i went home for an hour. &lt;br /&gt;then iwent to nswn again with sarah and brenda at 8 because sarah wanted me to go with her again. and so being the nice person i is. i went to make her happy. &lt;br /&gt;then me sarah went to yogurt land&lt;br /&gt;we talked. what a nice talk. i like sarah very much. :)&lt;br /&gt;went to her apt. chilled there for about 40 min or so. then she walk me home. &lt;br /&gt;and now im home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt know eating too much yogurt gave you diarrhea. waow. what a fact. &lt;br /&gt;im going to start going to rsf tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;yesh. &lt;br /&gt;i shall. &lt;br /&gt;talk with marissa. for  a long time. &lt;br /&gt;man today is alot of good talks. &lt;br /&gt;good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find out new things everyday. &lt;br /&gt;what an interesting world. &lt;br /&gt;class is starting soon. &lt;br /&gt;its already almost wednesday. which means. one more day of play and boom. goodbye. life as i know it. &lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;br /&gt;bye. &lt;br /&gt;im not in the mood to write today. &lt;br /&gt;im not happy. what can i say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5262960567142806039?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6504887551322673197</id><published>2010-08-24T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T02:26:10.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>caltopia madness</title><content type='html'>i might stop writing on this thing. &lt;br /&gt;just for various reasons. &lt;br /&gt;maybe take a rest. a chill pill. acai berry juice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. yesterday church. caltopia with paige. got some good stuff. tshirts. pretty cool beans. walked around for about 2 hours or so. went to check out them sperrys. i want some. but i also want some other stuffs tooo. kick back at paige's place. i slept for about 2 hours. then i kinda forget what i did. then i went back home. oh ok no i didnt go back home because i went over to skim''s place with paige and then w mr fruity carols, mongolian beef and mr raccoon we goes to clark kerr to surprise nadia. it be her 18th bday or something like that. it was ok i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go back to skim's place. i dont remember what we do there. then i go back to my place. paige and skim go to angel's or something. &lt;br /&gt;then i go longboarding. &lt;br /&gt;i m this close to buying a longboard so i can longboard whenever i want. it would be pretty convenient. im so ready to break every part of my body except for my head and i think my face. breaking a leg would be totally fine. i dont mind a cast. who cares really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home i forget. then went to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;today woke up pretty early. go to see san and joeun. then san go to wellsfargo or something like that on shattuck so i go with her. she drive then i drive and then we are family. jk. no i dont know. whatever. then we go to caltopia. i go again. whatever ima enjoy what i didnt last year. full throttle. i m not sure if i wana go next year. im too tired. today was something dude. i was there for about 4 hours. i dont even know what i was doing the whole time. &lt;br /&gt;2 days i accumulated some good junk. &lt;br /&gt;17 t shirts. &lt;br /&gt;1 sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;1 zip up sweatshirt&lt;br /&gt;1 sweatpants&lt;br /&gt;1 tank top. &lt;br /&gt;not too shabby huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my back hurts. i think im old now. its ok though. i dont care. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i flier alittle. get my charger today. no phone today. it was cool. &lt;br /&gt;go to night market. meet way too many ppl. its fuzzy and blurry. hopefully i remember something or someone. yeaaaaaaaaaa. &lt;br /&gt;then i go to sweathearts w mongolian beef, nadia and sekora or something like sephora. then bump bump bump. &lt;br /&gt;buffet town. games.&lt;br /&gt;marissa  skim me lydia walk back home. i forget keys in skim's backpack. &lt;br /&gt;chill at skim's place for like 30 min. &lt;br /&gt;marissa is a wannabe korean. but she aint one she will never be one. &lt;br /&gt;she try to say ohmy. but no good. &lt;br /&gt;its fuuny though. funny. like JAJAJAJA. like that. &lt;br /&gt;then we walk marissa home. jose and mr. messed up are so stupid. man very really stupid. very really very much too much. and so messed up in the head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one would le t me use longboard tonight. i was walking home and this guy i met one time was walking up with his longboard. chaching boi. i borrowed. i road for like 30 min. short but sweeet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nao i sleep. &lt;br /&gt;dun dun dun . &lt;br /&gt;stars are lovely. on my arm. indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6504887551322673197?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6504887551322673197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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SO I woke up at freakin 7 30 in the morning to get ready and everyting. wooow. freakin stupid stoogies came at freakin 11 . WAAAOOOOWWW. woaowowowowowwo. i was waiting man! waiting. waiting! just there. sit there and just waiting. aish. men. what the. ok jk. im not aish. its just that i during that time i coulda gone to the mi yong shil to dye my hair. -__- whatever is coo. they came by to pick me up at 11. then we was north bound. i drove the first 3 hours. we missed the 5 north JAJAAJAJAPUAJAJAJAJAAJAJA like almost 1 hour before the midpointish. AGAIN. i was going on the left lane. then matt suddenly yells AHH. isnt that the 5? and im liKE.. HMM late reaction for a bit. BUT sudeenly realize and go OHMYGAAAAAAAAAAAAAASH. FREAKIN aaAAAA. why freakin again! JEEEEZ. it happened exactly a saturday ago. wow seriously history repeats it self over and over again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah duhhhhrrrr. &lt;br /&gt;we gota go like 4 ish miles ahead to exit and then turn around and go on freeway again then exit again and turn out again to get on the 5 freeway. then we was safe. UUUUUUUUUUUUH. yeah . finally. give myself a pat on the back. &lt;br /&gt;so everyone was sleeping in the car except for me. it was a one on one time with nature and the still air. it was ok i guess. we interacted quite a bit. &lt;br /&gt;i wento some 90 on the freeway. shhhh. shhh. &lt;br /&gt;cut alot of cars. JAJAJA. i didnt mean to . jeez. &lt;br /&gt;finally came about cattleman city or something like that. &lt;br /&gt;ate in n out. yum yums. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh nice thing happened today :)&lt;br /&gt;everyone was in the car except for me, but matt assumes im in and so he starts moving the car, but he dont realize im not in, then guys yell what are you doing, but matt ignores, then finally car wheel go on my big toe. what a nice experience i tell you. then i yell GAHHHHHHHHHHHH GO BACK GO BACK. and then he go back. when the wheel be over me, i thought i had broken it or something. ahh gaash. i guess PTL For that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go ride home up. island is a crazy psycho fool. &lt;br /&gt;crazy singer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to berks! gaaah yay! &lt;br /&gt;ate dinner with mr. fruity carols parrot :) &lt;br /&gt;she bought me smart alecs! gaaaHHH i lava you mr redhead! i loves you lots ! YAYAYAYAAYAYAYAYA YAY FOR YOUR LAVA VOLCANO HEAD! ufufa;ldkjfa;sldfj ucha ucha ucha whoooooooo. voodoo. &lt;br /&gt;then we meet lidia. then buffet town. i call it ka-town. LEGIT. yes. &lt;br /&gt;ice cream overload. &lt;br /&gt;stomach no good. &lt;br /&gt;dfal;sjdf;saldfjasldfjasldjfa. &lt;br /&gt;fun games. &lt;br /&gt;then went over to skims place. &lt;br /&gt;then jiyoung and becky go with me to safeway and skim come too! &lt;br /&gt;we fun at safeway! yes yes yesye sye syes. &lt;br /&gt;then we sleep over at skim's place! jes e;sjadflsdjfa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well not really. cuz go to kim's place and fix her thing gaah. so long. no more that. please. gaahh. stare too much. too bright. jeebus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;asdljfa;sldjfa;sldjf ;alsdjf;alsdjfa. lasjdf;lasdjfal;sdjf ldjsf;alsdjfslajfasldjf i want to go snowboarding so badly! NOWOOWWOWOWOWO. lets go. legs go. &lt;br /&gt;man but there be no snow. so we cant go. &lt;br /&gt;but soonners. must longboard more. telegraph real nice reaaal nice. when no one be there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah today is too much. &lt;br /&gt;im tired now. but not really i guess. &lt;br /&gt;im sleepy now. &lt;br /&gt;JAJAD;PFUDOIFUEOIJAJAJAJ A;DLKFJA;DLSJFJAJAJAJA;LDKJF;LDJFSLDJFDSLJAJAJA! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put yo monkey face onnnnnnnnn. &lt;br /&gt;on and on and onnnn. on and on and onnnn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hm. i love cold stuff. and the COLDNESS. its just awesome! and it just makes me really really happy. like so much its not even funny. berkeley is my kinda style at the moment. socal is a sucker. 100 hek nah. berkeley! cold stuff. oh man good stufff. me is so happy. cold weather is roveris. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE YO-------------------.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8172337548793328624?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8172337548793328624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/coldness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8172337548793328624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8172337548793328624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/coldness.html' title='coldness'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-2150766538154060390</id><published>2010-08-21T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-21T01:47:56.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haircut</title><content type='html'>im hungry jaaaaaaa. im hungry. jaaaaa. but i think its a different kind of hungry. its like im full but still hungry. no scratch that. its like a hungry . but its like not that hungry, but man its a hard type of hungry to explain. so hard. but maybe im like delusional hungry i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. i was supposed to do things. but hmm i guess i decided to do none of the things. kinda wasted the day, but same time kinda glad. &lt;br /&gt;i jajajajja dont remember what i did today. &lt;br /&gt;except for one thing. &lt;br /&gt;cut maah hair. jajaja. i dont think it was worth the 25 bux i pays. -___- gaaaah. &lt;br /&gt;the length is the same, i just got it thinned any layered a little. &lt;br /&gt;normally i whine about how horrible my haircut goes, but this is the first time complaining about not enough. &lt;br /&gt;this got me thinking. i willl never be satisfied. which is how everyone is. i thought nahh not me man, but i realized that i am like everyone else. and that im not satisfied even after getting what i want. i shouldnt be that way. gota work on that man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;practice golf with dad again. i mean i lost the purpose of playing golf, so i feel no point in playing it anymore. i just feel very free. except when i come home and my dad makes me practice. only if he knew. &lt;br /&gt;little jennifer is back again. shes annoyings as evers. she was crying on the way back cuz mom made her leave in the middle of her play time with her friends. &lt;br /&gt;you know whats ridonk, 10 year olds on facebook. thats sad man. super sad. well not really, but actually yeah its sad. i mean im not sayin im not, but i mean 10 year olds is pretty sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come home. eat last dinner at home until november maybe. &lt;br /&gt;home has treated me well this week. &lt;br /&gt;chill in cerritos with jiyun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will just go home tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;i was gona stay a day longer and leave on sunday with fei, but whatever ill jus leave tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;but man i could do so many things tomorrow. gaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;1. dye my hair. maybe cut it alittle more&lt;br /&gt;2. beach with joyce and vjj and julia and jihae maybe&lt;br /&gt;3. grocery shopping with daddddddd&lt;br /&gt;4. hang out at jiyun's store. &lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAAAH. i should just stay dude. &lt;br /&gt;but i cant. &lt;br /&gt;no i could. &lt;br /&gt;no. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( waaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate my undecisiveness. &lt;br /&gt;yes i do. a lot. man. &lt;br /&gt;MAAAAAAAAAN. ok ima just leave tomorrow. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER! AL;DSJFLASJFD;LAJFD;L ALDJF;LASDJFDALFJADSAFLDJA;SDLFJ. ok bye bye freakin socal. jk. i love you socal. ok not that much. but its ok. &lt;br /&gt;but gahhhhhhh. ok im set. im jus leaving tomorrow. no biggie. ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i needs to cute my hair some more. &lt;br /&gt;i think im balding. &lt;br /&gt;my hair is naturally thinner now and less hair is coming out of my head. &lt;br /&gt;im pretty sad man. but i do have alot of hairy eyebrows i think. and hairy arms. so i dont really get it, why no on my head. !!!!! rrr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hair feels really thin though thinn. i feel like old woman with no hair. whatever. if age wants to eat me right now, i guess i cant stop the clock ticking tock tick tock. i miss my high school day hairs except for first 4 months of 2007. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like white heads on my nose. i should sleep early. them stupid guys want to leave at 9 in the morning :( gaah. &lt;br /&gt;and now i find out i have to drive the first half of the trip! yay me! &lt;br /&gt;GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH. i was gona sleep those first 3 hours. ;aldjfasdljfa;sldjfads. ok its cool its cool. at 9. there should be lotsa and lotsa traffics in LA area. actually just losta and lotsa traffic in general cuz tomorrow is dorm move in day so everyone is going bezerkeleys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my name is goku and this is my home. thats what he said. &lt;br /&gt;yay got 13 new songs for ipod. i is so excited.  &lt;br /&gt;kpop time in matt's car tomorrrow. JAAAJAJAJJA! &lt;br /&gt;they all gona be sleepin anywaysds;lfjas;ldjfasdf. JAJAJAJA. &lt;br /&gt;kk man i gota wake up at like 7 in the morn so i should go to sleep but i still havent packed yet which is genius! oh man it is. &lt;br /&gt;ok goodmorning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-2150766538154060390?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/2150766538154060390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/haircut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2150766538154060390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2150766538154060390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/haircut.html' title='haircut'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6678137310246448776</id><published>2010-08-19T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T00:33:17.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>some family time bonding</title><content type='html'>woke ups early today. &lt;br /&gt;really early. 7 30 am. &lt;br /&gt;showered. drive to LA. &lt;br /&gt;took forever man. forever forever. we move very little. &lt;br /&gt;we got there in an hour and a half ish. man traffic in LA is terrible. i would never want to commute or anything because that is horrible. terrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at pava office. broder went to get an interview. i was waiting outside. it was whatevers. they had candies. i took some. i had water. it was yummy. so basically in order to get the president's award, broder needs to read one book a weekand write up a report about it. he needs to be teacher's pet and suck up to the teacher like crazies ohhh. pshhhhh. who knows if he can do it. i mean he wants stanford. he need more than that. &lt;br /&gt;after interview we went was on like normandie, olympic, 7th street or something i forget man. we went into this store my mom used to go to. it was hella sale, so we wento. WOW. i hate everything in that store. kk no thaat bad, but everything be for old ppl. man they aint got no taste for their life. but mom ended up buying a couple of clothing items. she returned one of the suits because i mean. it was hideous. really really. but the lady at the store didnt want to refund her. JAJAJA. after eating we goes to eat SO YUMMY KYO CHON CHICKEN YEYUHHHHHH. SO YUM YUMS DUDE. GAHHHH. GAHHHHHH IM SO HAPPY. HAPY HAPPY. IT HAS BEEN FULFILLED. everything i had been craving in berks, i hads. i can die in berks . happy. after lunch we goes to a k market to get me some face packs. my mom said its good. so got some. should do once a week.then dad said! make sure you do twice a week. i think thats kinda funny how he really cares about my skin. :P this one lady was also selling some fobby tshirts, i wanted one, but found out later that the tshirt was $50. get outa here dude. i mean its not great quality. design is bleh. im serious not 50 bux material. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go home. traffic not as bad. it be alriiite. i chillaxed at home for about an hour before going to pick up chunk at her homesss. then we goes to yoko to meet up with ron. they had some good food, but i didnt since i had freaken good kyo chon chicken which cannot compete with yoko. jk. they be at the same level. but anyways. we stayed there for a good hour and half talking and catching up like crazy. everyone of us had something to tell about the summer. interesting stuff. after eating we goes to hanam chain. we goes to paris baguette to see if sue was working, but nope. no working. but i did see some sales at the beach galleria so i told my mommy. then we went to ron's work. the little prince cafe. its pretty swweet man. its like a hella fancy upgraded chuck e. cheese. really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and chunky went over to her house. we played wii. i didnt know she had a wii. man i woulda gone over more often this week. jk. jk. im lazy nyways. but played mario cart for about an hour. then she gave me some socks from korea :) gahh lovelyyy. i love korea socks. and a pretty tshirt witha pocket :D weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. &lt;br /&gt;but went home because i thought i had to go play golf, but i found out daddy was eating with ppl. so i coulda stayed longer at chunky's place playinnn. &lt;br /&gt;but decided to stay home. &lt;br /&gt;told mommy about beach galleria sale. &lt;br /&gt;we goes JA! she was excited. &lt;br /&gt;shoes were $10. &lt;br /&gt;she was so excited actually. when she saw the sea of shoes and heels for 10 bux. man it was hella cheap actually. i bought 2 pairs for mommy. JAJAJa. them ajumahs were like awww she such a good daughter, and blah blah blha, i wish i had a daughter kinda stufff. man jaja if they only knew how bad of a daughter i actually am. :( i wanted to do something nice for mommy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAAJ BUT THEN my mom bought me 2 shirts on sale! JAJAJAJAJAJ. so basically it evened out. JAJAJA. but i guess thought that counts. I LOVE YOU MOM! even though ive never said it to yo face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i came back from summer school i noticed how much my broder had changed. he actually matured. ohmygoodness. he will do things for me without sighing. he dont reject me no more! i mean when i ask him to do something. but im really happy :) broder is maturing and growing up. jejeje. i love my broder too. im probably never going to tell him. like ever. maybe waaaaay later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sister has been gone for 3 days for retreat. i dont even feel the difference with her gone. jkkkkkk. i actually do somewhat. i mean there is no more annoying little girl being an annoying little girl. jkkkk. but its alot quieter around the house. but i must say i should spend as much time as i can tomorrow. since she be coming tomorrow. we should go eat dinner tomorrow as a family. or maybe not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my camera. but it could be worse. it could. &lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY HOUSE! HAJADJF;ALSDJFA;LSDJF YAYYYYYYYAYYYYAYEYYYUHH. so much . &lt;br /&gt;i hate this heatnesss. &lt;br /&gt;100 degrees again man. this is madness. &lt;br /&gt;i really like dynamite. it sure pumps me. &lt;br /&gt;oh noes. school super soon. ad;fja;dlfj. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM CUTTING MY HAIR TOMORROW. i was gona today,. but fail, no appointment. but im rather scared oshhhh. man man man man. but my hair probably weighs a pound by now. it be so heavyy. its like heavy heavy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;socal is disgusting hot. i hate you. &lt;br /&gt;now i own a couple of fobby shirts. i like fobby shirts. i should get more. &lt;br /&gt;;jad;fjad;lfasjdf&lt;br /&gt;pies. i dont like pies. &lt;br /&gt;i have strawberry cheescake. its pretty yummy. but soo many calories. nom nom nom. &lt;br /&gt;who goes to the zoo anymore. just watch it on tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gombawa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6678137310246448776?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6678137310246448776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-family-time-bonding.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6678137310246448776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6678137310246448776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/some-family-time-bonding.html' title='some family time bonding'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-9197635703418958786</id><published>2010-08-18T23:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T00:39:14.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE BYE CAMERA :(</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH . IMA CRY. &lt;br /&gt;IM SAD, DEVASTED, IM HURT, AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. MORE SCREAMS AND TEARS AND SCREAMS AND TEARS. im really really sad though. super super sad. i am. i am broken, just like my camera.:( &lt;br /&gt;yes. my camera. is dead. &lt;br /&gt;no not alive, but dead. wahhhhhhhh! &lt;br /&gt;im so freakin sad. jaja. i just got it like 7 months ago. and its goneers. bye bye. i went to the camera repair place, well on the way, i got lost and went to the wrong place.JAJAJA. yeah im a loser. but the guy told me that there was no way of repairing that. i would have to send it in to canon and that would cost me $220. :( ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. im soooooo saaaaaaaaaaaad. so i was thinking if it would be worth sendiing it for a fix! a;lsdjfalsdjfas;dljfa. asked dad and replied with a "are you crazy face" and said are you crazy. and then he laughed at me. he thought i was stupid or something. its ok i guess. i can get on with my life. &lt;br /&gt;i might as well buy a new one. but i guess this time i have to get it myself. which is fine actually. yeah. im cool. &lt;br /&gt;composed k? &lt;br /&gt;gahhhhhhhh. im sad. &lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH :( &lt;br /&gt;sanapaegi il. september 19th. melona a pelona a melona. &lt;br /&gt;a;dlfjkasdl;fjasd;lfaj. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my camera is dead. lets cry some more. &lt;br /&gt;ok im done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today. woke up. hung out at home. i dont remember what else. &lt;br /&gt;then went to pick up skim at home. watched her dog be funny. with her leg like wierd and all and her wrinkles and her old fur. aite. she be cute old doggy. and little. then skim came out. we went to the camera repair shop. fail. but itsok. then we goes to hanamchain. I ATE ME SOME DELISH mulnaengmyun to compensenate for my sadnesss. &lt;br /&gt;then we went in the cute store and saw some cute things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention its like 100 degrees. im so sad. the weather is killin me. im so ying yeah yeaaaaaaaaa. dying i say. so hot. &lt;br /&gt;but Thank God For AIRCONDITIONING! LIKE RIGHT NOW! YEYUHHH. &lt;br /&gt;well me skim went to mochilato to do dt. &lt;br /&gt;dt was good. good stuph.&lt;br /&gt;i will be better! hwaiting! &lt;br /&gt;talked some. skim's mommy came to pick her up. &lt;br /&gt;then me bye bye. her bye bye. ok. then bye bye. togethus. &lt;br /&gt;went home. chillaxed for 1 hour and then went golfing. -__-&lt;br /&gt;it was ok i guess. but sonner or later gota tell man, gota tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally cut my nails. &lt;br /&gt;ahhh so fresh and clean now. &lt;br /&gt;you dont even know how nice it is to have short nails. i can finally type. oh and i have to cut my nails because i have a tendency to put my pinky finger in my ear and then i usually pick at it too many times and then soon enough it starts bleeding. JAJA! it always ends up bleeding. gahh. its not that gross really. but if i cut my nails, it cant reachh. ;) so its good. there is a disadvantage to short nails. i cant pop my white heads on my nose. but i mean i guess its a good thing, but i dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE LITTLE TIME I GOT. &lt;br /&gt;i have to meet with too many people and im stressing out over this. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i is going to LA with mommy and brah, he wants to get this presidents award for pava and needs to gets an interview. strange yeah. then eat lunch in LA. dang again. then meeting with chunks and ron and dunno with who else. friday. i double scheduled! AHHHHHH JAJAJA. i feel bad and i have no idea what the hek ima do. i hate myself. kp and hana or juliette and vjj. :( gahhhhhhhh. man i aalso gots to meet more ppl. and need to spend time with family. &lt;br /&gt;also need to see kevin. GAAAAAAAHHH. jeez. so many ppl, so little time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;law and order svu! yeyuuuuh. serious good stuph. super awesome pawesome. &lt;br /&gt;i gained weight -_- so much feeding. &lt;br /&gt;man im eating good food. &lt;br /&gt;back to starving mode next week. gah. its fine with me i guess. &lt;br /&gt;ah maybe i should  leave on sunday with fei. gahhh. hmmm. sunday? sunday... ahhhhhhhh sunday? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man haircut tomorrow? yes? A;DLFJASD;LFJASDLFJASD;FLAJSFA. i need to cut my hair! but i dont want to. im scared they will ruin it. and im hella monk about my hair. so if they ruin my hair, im going to cry like a little baby. because that is what i did sophmore year of hs. i know i know i have to cut my hair, but i cant go on with this. if i dont cut it, it going to bother me, if i cut it ima cry. i mean both are gona give me anxiety attack. to dye or not to dye? ahhhhhhhhhhh. conflict. yeah i admit i have the stupdiest kinds of conflicts, but whatevers. :) &lt;br /&gt;and then there is also the - should i cut it in LA or the new ajumah my fam goes to or to my old hairstylist. DFL;ASJDF;LASJFL;ASDJFLA;SDJFAS.. DJFLDSJF;ALDSJFALJFL;ASJFLSDJFLSDAJFA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bears like to eat meat. no. they like to eat veggies. &lt;br /&gt;no they like meat. because i like meat too. &lt;br /&gt;i need a job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blisters. i got 2 again. hmm it hurts.but i like pickin at my skin. but it still hurts. i should pretend im dead for a couple of days. thats what ive been thinking of doing. like coyotes carrying their birds and letting them go in the light blue skies and the clouds. like cotton candy. &lt;br /&gt;school is starting in a week. &lt;br /&gt;im not excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. dad got gas in my car. yes. i dont have to worry about randomly stoping in the middle of the freeway or in the middle of the street. thats good. &lt;br /&gt;man ronny moved :( she dont live next to me anymore. im so sad. no one lives close anymore. everyone is going away. oh well. im not moving. i love my house. i really do. one time i dreamt something really horrible. really. i consider it a nightmare, because my dreams dont get sadder, more horrible than this. so i came home and then my dad was selling the house. and then i started crying. BAJAJAJA. and then i woke up and i thought for a couple of sends and then looked around and realized i was still at home. very nice. click. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE RUUUUUN LAAAAAAAAAAAAAA. sooooooooon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-9197635703418958786?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/9197635703418958786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/bye-bye-camera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/9197635703418958786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/9197635703418958786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/bye-bye-camera.html' title='BYE BYE CAMERA :('/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3086481717232241945</id><published>2010-08-17T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:31:23.229-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TOUR OF LA</title><content type='html'>today. was a very full day. &lt;br /&gt;im tired. &lt;br /&gt;i did something i thought i woulda never done kk? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 7 in the morning. cuz of my parents. they were noisy. i think i took a shower and just sat there and watched some tv. i think at 8 i got ready. i was supposed to go to the metrolink in walnut by 8 40 am which meant departing form home at 8 15ish. well. fail k? i left at like 8 20 and i got lost. gps stupid. made me go to los angeles, when i was supposed to take the 57. what a stupid gps. ok jk. its probably smarter than me. well anyways. it was 8 40 by the time i was about to get on the 57. so actually no it was like 8 42 and i thought i wouldnt make it cuz jose told me that the train left exactly at 8 57. so i thought man fsho idont think i can make it, so i told him if anything i would try. so i sped down the freeway yeyuhh and guess what i made it to the station by 8 53. YEYAAA BOI :P im def ridonculously ridik. yeah. i knows. anyways. katherine was supposed to come! but fail. freakin jose told her i wasnt comming :( but i made it on time. but anyways. parking was hard to find. so it took me like 4 min to find parking. i ran to get the ticket and the train arrived so i barely made it in by 30 sec. hella close call, but i wasnt the only one late. freakin jose, eric, matt, and island came 2 min before me, so not too shabby. anyways. train ride was ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at the union station. then transferred to a subway. we took a tour of the walt disney concert hall. its kinda boring but yeah def a hella beautiful place. after that, we goes to see the freakin city council, we couldnt even go in cuz they were filming that one cable show big love on hbo or something. never heard of it, but i guess it has its hype. hmm it was whatevers dude. then guys wanted to go to the cathedral, i forget the name. something of angels or something. its big and huge and clean and nice so i guess thats why its so famous. dunno. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked over to little tokyo or whatever. dude we walked soo much! gahhhhhhhh. and it was so hot today! ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. jeeeeez. i was seirously going LOCOS and my legs were going baaadoooooooooonkkkk. shoot ohmygoodnes. anyways. got lost a little in tokyo, but finally got to the destination. matt wanted some pencils. i guess he's alittle obsessed with pencils but i totally understand him, since i have obsessions of my own JAJA. like cute stores. beleh f;alkdjfas. (my legs are cramping right now, so i have wierd leg-hurtin-spazzes at times) the japanese plaza had some cute japanese stores, but not as legit as the korean onessss JA! whoot whoooot. whatever that why i didnt buy nothing. but jose bought 2 shirts. &lt;br /&gt;anyways. now im tired, hungry and tired and dehydrated. everyone else was too i guess. &lt;br /&gt;man my glasses are really loose right now. i think its because i slept with them. ahh man that means i have to go the glasses place and get them tightened. ah jeez. im so lazy. but whatever. i wana go to jim jil bang! &lt;br /&gt;well after tokyo town we walk like a mile to the subway. ahhhh jeez i officialy hate walking now. then we go to hollywood. at hollywood we walk 1 more mile. we finally arrive at freakin ROSCOES! freakin finally. that was the point of the trip basically i think. well since everyone said it was sooo good, i had set quite high expectations, so at the end, i was disappointedddd. baaadooooooonk. yeah. actually really very disappointed! i got a chicken salad. $7.90. it was ONE SCOOP OF CHICKEN SALAD AND THE REST OF THE PLATE WAS FILLED IN BY FRIES. WHAT KIND OF RESTAURANT IS THIS! GUESS WHO IS NEVER GOING BACK THERE AGAIN! OH YEAAAAAAAH. YOU KNOW ITTTTTT. MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE YOUUUUUU FREAAAAAAK. wow what kind of food is that. i actually told the waitress off. JAJA jk. i did in a very nice way though. like how ridik this was. yeah seriously it was though. anyways. all 4 other guys got the same one succulent breast and (adjective i dont remmeber) wafffle. :P JA. chicken taste like kfc and i admit, the waffle was pretty above average, but i will not say it was yuummyylicious.&lt;br /&gt;ok. so after lunch. we walked like 1 mile to the subway again. &lt;br /&gt;got off the next station jjajaja. yes we need us some rest man. &lt;br /&gt;got to walk the hoolllywood blvd, road, street, whatever that is. we gots to go to the kodak theater and the chinese theater. it was ok. reminds me of a year ago when i came with coni and her family. :) &lt;br /&gt;saw the hollywood sign. close up. because of the telescope thingy. you put 25 cents. you see close. yay. jk. yay part jk jk. after that we walked 2 miles. ohmgyosoh another 2 miles. cuz we missed the first station. ok anyways. walked. almost dying by this time of heatness and pains. well took subway to ktoowwwwwwwn. yeyuhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;went to eat ice kiss! again! second round of pat bingsoo. at the same place. man it was sooo good! cuz i was dehydrated. whatever it was good i guess. &lt;br /&gt;jose wanted to go see the new korean mall. you know whatever. by this time, my legs were numb and i guess i didnt feel anything. we went to check it out. nothing new. whatever. so off we went to the station to get back onto the metrolink. ok thaaaaats itttttt. but im soooooo tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well anyways. came back to walnut. then after walnut i went to fulleton, had to meet my parents at cho man won!&lt;br /&gt;WOOT WOOT! GUESS WHAT I ATE! YEYUHH I HAD JJAJANGMYUN AND TTANKSOO YUK! yeyah exactly what i was craving like 2 days ago! wooooooooohooooooooo. well anyways. i didnt plan it. my fam was invited to eat with justin's fam. so i guess it works :) &lt;br /&gt;it was super super yummies! yayayyaayayya. but that is too much food again. in a day. oh yes boi. bring the pounds on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner dropped by albertsons, good ol albertsons. i feel so homie everytime i go there. got some cheesescake for the guests. justin's family came back to my house. they chatted here and theres. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;came back home and talked on the phone for an hour and a half with skimsters. dang that girl knows me inside out. she says. you think so? or somthing like that an im likee. i know so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was gona go down to socal tomorrow with mr. fruity carols cleopatra, but my parents wanted me to stay longer. and i guess i also wanted to spend more time with my parents. cuz i do miss them and the food. and i guess friends too. i just realized right now the freedom i got this week! &lt;br /&gt;no more waking up early to go to class! ahhh but sweet jeebus this lasts only until next week wednesday. jeez. AHHHHHHHH GAHHHHHHHH;ALSDFJAS;DLFJDAS;FJDAS;LFJAS FSCHOOL SO SOON AGAIN . OHMYGOODNESS SHOOOT MEEEE AHH SERIOUSLY. goodness adsflajsf;aflfj. i dont want school to start so soon. &lt;br /&gt;so yeah im just gona go on saturday. &lt;br /&gt;but i dont kow. &lt;br /&gt;im really just so indecisive really. im really sleepy now. &lt;br /&gt;i might actually sleep right now . &lt;br /&gt;ajaja! &lt;br /&gt;that would be good actually. &lt;br /&gt;i want bingsoo. &lt;br /&gt;WHY IS SO CAL SO FREAKEN HOT. I HATE IT. so much. whilst the walk down LA, i was thinking how much i miss cal. NAT! just the WEATHER! jaja. yeah. &lt;br /&gt;seriously yeah. &lt;br /&gt;i have to take kimchi up to berk. i dont know how my fellow other travelers are going to feel about this. &lt;br /&gt;oh well. &lt;br /&gt;im cramping like crazy. my freakin legs wont stop hurting. &lt;br /&gt;its so hot right now im thinking of taking a really cold shower. &lt;br /&gt;yeah i might just go do that right now actually. &lt;br /&gt;man i miss everything! &lt;br /&gt;my dad is going bonkers over golf again. gaaaaaah. whatever shall i do. scooby doooby dooooooooo. where are youuuuuuuuuu. really really. &lt;br /&gt;ok no more . &lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW I WILL GO FIX MY CAMERA! REALLY REALLY! &lt;br /&gt;i need to i want to! &lt;br /&gt;REALLY REALLY! &lt;br /&gt;cramps. &lt;br /&gt;oh man i also noticed that today. i toured LA. hmm. i mean. i dont do that. not even often. not even ever. man i never thought i would be walking LA. wow. yeah. we were about to go to the zoo. i woulda seriously shot myself then and there. &lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3086481717232241945?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3086481717232241945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/tour-of-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3086481717232241945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3086481717232241945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/tour-of-la.html' title='TOUR OF LA'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-2989524563823951615</id><published>2010-08-16T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T00:02:08.151-07:00</updated><title type='text'>korean bbq second round!</title><content type='html'>man. im getting fat here. &lt;br /&gt;ive only been down here for about 5 days and my dad says he can already see extra fat on my face. maan thats not good to hear. actually i kinda knew this was gona happen, but i didnt know i was gona feel this crappy. &lt;br /&gt;anyways today was a prodictive day i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke at like 10 or 11 or 12.JAJAJAAJ. i dont remember!!! puaedfaslijf;alkj. whatever. i took a shower late, thats all i remember. i got ready. watched some tv and then chilled with mom at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so basically my mommy got some connections i guess. so since im def going to korea next year over the summer, she be like , ey you wana internship in korea next summer. then i go... why not ma? then she be like ok you interview today. and im like whhaaa?? today.. what the hekk..-___- so shes like you should dress nice... so im like aite fine fine. so i had to look nice today...man i wore like a girly shirt kinda.. uhhh. i dont wana again man. i think i got it. but i dont remember what position i interviewed for. JAJAJAAJAJa. not good. but JAJAJAJAJA. whatever. thats pretty sad though! JAJAJ. i dont remember the interview at all though. i mean i know i have short term memory and everyone must wonder, even myself, how i could forget how the interview went and what kind of interview it was.. whatever.. well, JAJAJAJA i really dont remember, or i would write it down yeeehhh? &lt;br /&gt;anyways after that, i went to hmmm ROWLAnd! YEAH YEAH YEAH. ROWland. tgi fridays. yay! rowland cal connect! ahhh. man yeah im like full of cal connects. but it was good. todays was good. good good good. A O K . (thumps up and ok hand motion) &lt;br /&gt;met a couple of good people . good stufffssss. it was cooooooool. ahhhh yeah &lt;br /&gt;i told my embarassing stories. man they are embarassing man. &lt;br /&gt;so i guess ill just tell my embarassing stories. why not. so i can remember and then i could look back on this and laugh at myself. man i can even imagine laughing at my self when im old. im probably still gona be ROFLING like crazy freak. &lt;br /&gt;so these are the two stories i told during cal connect: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my room is the smallest room on my floor and during my  freshmen year the heater was turned on the whole time because we didn't know how to turn it off. So basically during september, october and november (the hottest months out of the year at berkeley) I couldn't sleep because it was so hot. One day I was sleeping and I wake up at 5 in the morning because it was so freakin hot. I couldn't go back to sleep because I was sweaty and it was seriously hot. no joke. I decided to go to the hallway because it was a lot cooler. I really wanted to go back to sleep, so I decided to sleep on the hallway. So basically half my upper body was in my room and the other lower body was outside in the hallway. I woke up after 2 hours because the carpet was bothering me and making my face itchy. I never thought anything of it because I thought no one saw me, but 2 days after that happened, one of my floormates comes up to me and tells me that she saw me 2 days ago lying on the floor. She thought I had fainted or died or something and she was freaking out and was about to call like the police or something until she saw my foot move. Then like 20 min later i see bump into another floormate in the bathroom and she also tells me that she saw me 2 days ago lying on the floor. She said she also thought I had fainted/died and was also freaking out. she woke up her roommate because she didnt know what to do. They were also going to call someone until they came really close to me and heard me breathing. I was somewhat embarrassed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. One time I was studying at Unit 2 with Su for Asian studies. I was done at 3:30 am. I was walking back to unit 3 by my self and was getting pretty nervous since I had heard about bums and getting mugged, but one time, someone told me to be crazy and they would just leave me alone. I thought of that and since there was no one there and two bums walking the opposite direction, I decided to give it a go. I lift up my arms in the air and squated. Then I started yelling like a crazy person, actually more like a monkey/bear/psycho fool. The two bums looked my way and started imitating me. One of them lift up his shirt and went crazy. I was kinda scared so I faced them and went even crazier. Then I started running to U3 the same crazy way. but then I noticed that one of the white security vans were kinda following me and i stopped and realized how stupid i must of looked. That was pretty embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways. i exchanged me some digits. again :) JAJAJAAJ. wow yeah sounds kinda shady but its all for a good cause mang. &lt;br /&gt;hang tight. &lt;br /&gt;anyways. &lt;br /&gt;dude there is  alot lady gaga wannabe's. i think its not cool. ok. not cool. i mean one is enough seriously. just saying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the cal connect. hmm justin, andrew, jerome, cindy, alex, chris, fei, denny, kevin, me and 2 of the freshies we met at the cal connect (ifroget their names) went to eat GOGI again JAJAJAAJ ohmygoodnes, how am i not gona get fatter like this. we went to some place in rowland. this time it was cheaper though and i thought it was better :P jaja no joke banchan was bomb delish like icecream in a mountain .. free falling into my mouth. i gueess i must say. GOOD STUPH. &lt;br /&gt;ok yeah so that be it. i wento home &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;im sleepy and tired now. &lt;br /&gt;full throttled. &lt;br /&gt;kk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-2989524563823951615?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/2989524563823951615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/korean-bbq-second-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2989524563823951615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2989524563823951615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/korean-bbq-second-round.html' title='korean bbq second round!'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3489694840989731</id><published>2010-08-15T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T23:48:04.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>opera blows</title><content type='html'>long nails blows&lt;br /&gt;so does having a blister ... pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;church in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;LA kmarket. gorokae so freakin delish. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my brah and sis. &lt;br /&gt;they changed alot. for the better that is. &lt;br /&gt;i remember when i use to make them my slaves and we would write contracts and all that good stuff. ahhh good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home. watched some tv. then tried to sleep. but nah. dad made me golfing with him. i didnt golf in a long time so i got 2 blisters. they popped and it hurts lots and lots and lots and lots. failed to mention that i went to bakersfield with one of my friends to renew her driver's license. wow -____-. fail. im tired thats all i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today dad said. you are going to korea next summer. yay! but i dont feel too good about it because even though i really want to go and ive wanted to go in forever, i just have a feeling that if i declare double soc and media studies i gots to stay here like for the next 2 summers. a;lfjads;lfjasl;fdas;lf;a . freakin majors and summer school. i hate you. maybe i dont have to actually. maybe ill just take summer school again after soph year. ahh yeah that works yes yes yesy eys eys eses. &lt;br /&gt;anyways i want to tutor in korea, but who knows. and then my fam will come to hongkong in august and then i will go wit them i think and then come back to korea i guess. ahh excitingness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really dehydrated. &lt;br /&gt;my mom enjoys watching/listening to opera. &lt;br /&gt;i think the worst kind of music for my ears are opera and heavy metal. &lt;br /&gt;im so sleepy just listening to the guy sing. i actually hate it so much, my eyes are starting to twitch and my head is starting to hurt. no opera concerts for me man. &lt;br /&gt;i hate california. its so hot. ohmygosh. im melting right now. so much. its hot. and im not doing anything and i think im sweating. ah ohmygoodness. shoot me now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i liked the day of today. &lt;br /&gt;i just chillaxed at home. i would say with the family, but i was upstairs most of the times, so i dont know if i can consider chilling with the fam. &lt;br /&gt;and then hella wierd bakersfield. shady moments fsho. &lt;br /&gt;whatever. &lt;br /&gt;im so sleepy right now. &lt;br /&gt;i have to go fix my camera tomorrow. freakin A. &lt;br /&gt;and who knows what else. &lt;br /&gt;i made a big poster card for ron. her beday was a month ago but i didnt get to say happy bday. but the card is actually very pretty. i took like 3 hours making it. wow i must say i is impressives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woiuld take a picture and put up my masterpiece. but no camera. &lt;br /&gt;anyway. today i like. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow who knows what brings. &lt;br /&gt;man already leaving home on sat. &lt;br /&gt;i dont like operaa. &lt;br /&gt;ok gooooodnight. wow its early too :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3489694840989731?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3489694840989731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/opera-blows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3489694840989731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3489694840989731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/opera-blows.html' title='opera blows'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8282921586531893131</id><published>2010-08-15T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T10:53:25.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO LOST-fail</title><content type='html'>it all started this morning when i went to the fullerton cal connect.  &lt;br /&gt;what a bummer dude. &lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go on malvern, but i went on gilbert by mistake. man i must have gone 3 miles before i realized it was gilbert. SLDK;JFA;SLDFJ. anyways. turned around and went to the starbucks on state college. skim wouldnt pick up her phone, so decided to go to her house. i knew she was sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;we were late. but whatevs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cal connect was good. 5 students showed up, but it was well worth it cuz they had lotsaa questions :)it was me brian wang daniel something and skim. i cant type ohmygoodness. its either my laptop or my long nails. this is annoying me like crazy. ok gota cut my nails dude. i hate typing with long nails.&lt;br /&gt;freshmen look very young and small. i didnt look like that. &lt;br /&gt;im glad raymond came by :)&lt;br /&gt;this lasted for about 2 hours and a half, so i left at like 12 40 to go pick up the mongolian beef at her homsssiieessas. we gots on freeway to go to the valley. &lt;br /&gt;we got lost 3times. good goooood stuphhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;so basically we missed the 105 JAJAJAAJAJa. mr. mongolian beef was like dude i think we went over 2 miles. i was like nahhh dude. but 5 miles afterrr jajajaaja we gave up. because me and ellen never saw the 105. turned around and went back. and after 7 miles. there was a 105!!!! what the. yeah. oh and we almost got hit by a huge truck because basically we were sharing the same lane. :) &lt;br /&gt;so we cool. cruising for about 16 miles. then i was about to get on this carpool lane for the somethingnumber freeway which i forget and then ellen is like noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. and im waaaaaaa? and she like get off! and im like ahhhh ok ok. then i change lanes. then shes like ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh and im like wuuu. and shes like the 405! and im like ahhh wat. what the hek. so i basically changed 6 lanes in like a time span of 5 seconds because we almost literally almost missed the 405. then me and ellen were like yeaaaaaboiiiii. so we were like trying to catch our breaths cuz ellen was hyperventilating and i was stiff as heck. so right after we came back to our groooove we were on an exit lane. and we are like oh man, i tried changing lanes really fast but failed to due so cuz there was a car right next to me on the right lane, so me and ellen were hopeless. i just exit. jJjajaja BUT we got lost trying to find the 405 freeway again cuz stupid signs suck like a monkey eating my peaches. finally, after 5 min of going around, we finally came about the 405 northhh. AHHHHHHHHHHHH. yes. its ok. its ok. &lt;br /&gt;so the other 23 miles were pretty smooth. alittle nervous, but no biggy. we found the northhoff or something exit. yay. 송공! &lt;br /&gt;went on for 3 miles. finally reached destination in 2 hoursssss :!!!!!! (its supposed to be a 1 hour trip) (but there was alittle bit of traffic or like traffic ish. or traffiky) &lt;br /&gt;my hands smelll like garlic and onion. jee. still.&lt;br /&gt;blahs. &lt;br /&gt;we got the boba plac. met some freshies. it was fun. &lt;br /&gt;lotsa people there. saw the wynn, andrew, nick, jiyoung, isaac, vince, daniel oh, mike chen, i think more ppl but i forget who. i heard 13 freshmeat showed up. which is pretty good i guess. &lt;br /&gt;talked to some ppl. pretty chill. so fresh. too fresh. so little. got me some digits.i guess ill be chillin with a couple of them at cal. its so wierd not being a freshmen anymore. feels really really wierd. like beyond galaxy milky way status. jjjjjjjjjjjjjjjaaaaaaaaaaa. anyway. tis was fun. after cal connect northridge, a couple of ppl. i think, isaac, mike, vince, jiyoung, nick, mikes friend brandon, me, ellen, and andrew went to go bowlings. man i suck at bowling. but surprisingly ellen is really good a bowling. how in the world i dont know. i hate typinhg!!!a;djalsdjkg. &lt;br /&gt;then we goes eat gogies. yumsies. in LA. but on the way thre WE GOT LOST AGAIN. YAAY FOR GETTING LOST AGAIN. we totally missed the 101 or something and had to exit and go around and onthe freeway again and find it and then go and then exit and then we got lost getting to gogi place. i hate LA streets. i hate them so much. people are so rude! im so freaken happy i dont live in LA. &lt;br /&gt;i havent been in LA in like a star years. we goes to eat at o dae san. last time i went to o dae san was for my grad. didnt eat as much though. so i was sad. man the funniest thing. the guys call chadolbaegi shadow babies. what the hek. actually though i find it too funny. i think i laughed everytime someone said shadow babies. :) i like that. after dinner. we goes to eat eat bingsoo at ice kiss. and yes! WE GOT LOST AGAIN! went to the wrong direction, u turned, but got there. man thi day was just getting lost day. missing all the exits day. bingsoo was freaken worth it. i amoo bingsoo soo muhhhchhhheee. dang we were hella loud in there and the waiter had to come to tell us to chillax. but it was super fun :) we played this one card game called something something. i forget. but whatever it was fun. jiyoung and andrew lost so they had to drink the leftover bingsoo with everyones spit in there. (cuz we all ate out of the same bowl. some ppl found it gross, but i thought i was perfectly fine, maybe cuz im korean)&lt;br /&gt;then after game it was 11 and we all went back home. &lt;br /&gt;after i exit rosecrans/lamirada, FAIL AGAINN :D JA;DFJADS;LFJDLJFALFJD;SJFLD. went the freakin wrong way and then realized and then went the other way and then we  missed bloomfield YEYUh. then u turn and finally freakin get on bloomfield. from there on, it was cool. dropped off mongolian beef at her home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was coming home. then i remembered my stuph was in ellen's bag. its a day of fails. fails on top of each others. i went home first, sis wanted to tag along so she came and then we wwent and got. went back to ellen's. by the time i came home it was like 12 40 -____- i was out from 9am to 12 40 am. man by the time i came home i was exhaustedddddddddsfsdfsfslfd. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hella long day. gaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh. so tired tired tired tired. sleep sleep sleep sleep! yes sleep.&lt;br /&gt;my camera. why no work! &lt;br /&gt;i need to fix it. &lt;br /&gt;i want to take pitures. &lt;br /&gt;nao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole time i was out, my 10 year old sister was calling to check up on me. i dont think it thats wierd at all. &lt;br /&gt;she only called 15 times to aask me when i was coming home. she told me it was almost 10 so i should come home now because it was getting late. she called at 12 too. what a wierd girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have an in grown toe nail on my big toe! yes! fantastic. &lt;br /&gt;it doesnt hurt at all yeah. cuz a 15 lbs bowling ball fell on my big toe today. i only realized i had an in growing toe nail until i checked my toe today. &lt;br /&gt;maybe i have to get surgery! which is ok too. &lt;br /&gt;but i tried fixing it and it bled so i gave up. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to eat jjajangmyun. and tangsooyook. sounds good yeyealadf&lt;br /&gt;a;ldkfjas;ldjflaj;sldkfjasdl;kfj love love dna!!!! &lt;br /&gt;this is a good song and the first 20 seconds of the song is my ringtone. &lt;br /&gt;MC Mong ft Mellow - 죽을 만큼 아파서&lt;br /&gt;i like mc mong. he said. holla back at yo boi. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i go now. and fix my camera somewwhere. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye. im super sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;entries take a really long time to write. &lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8282921586531893131?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8282921586531893131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-lost-fail.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8282921586531893131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8282921586531893131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/so-lost-fail.html' title='SO LOST-fail'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-902989141553636038</id><published>2010-08-13T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T01:19:13.584-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT A WIERD HORRIBLE WEEK</title><content type='html'>yeyeaahhh boiiiii. woooohooooo .jejejejee. &lt;br /&gt;ok jk. &lt;br /&gt;i havent written in a week. and i feel sad. i was about to write on my blog but every time i was about to, i got distracted with something else. uhhhh sadness. ok anyways. lotsaaa things happened this week. kinda. i think. im not sure. but ill see and rethink and rethink and see what i can get to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im home now. yes yes yes. home home home. bombbombbomb. &lt;br /&gt;im happy yet not at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recaps of the last week of summer school 2010. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday. i forget. &lt;br /&gt;ohhh i do remember something. i went to the berkeley marina at night. thats all i remember. and i liked it a lot. it was good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;i saw skunks and raccoons! it was lovely. man i stayed there for 4 hours or so. it was good. i think i will go there more often. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday. i forgot. i felt sorta miserable and horrible. i dont really feel this way. normally. so who knows what is happening to me right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday. heidi left to socal. and i had oral presentation. smooth. came home. chillaxed at home. stared at screen. then went over to sally's and ate dinner.thank you for dinner sally :) after dinner met up with sieun at cafe milano. talked for 2 hours about intense stuff. i found alot of intereting things. that are not too interesting but rather hurting and very personal. i wasnt the happiest person, but im still going. &lt;br /&gt;slept over at sally's. long talk with mulan. &lt;br /&gt;skim. there are no words to describe you. just thank you and i love you too. alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday.&lt;br /&gt;woke up. literally stayed all day at sally's. woke up at 12 30 . had a dead day before the final. good stuff. im notsure what i did for the next 4 hours i was awake. then i went to my apt to pack. watched a movie for 2 hours. then left to minnie mouse's place :) she invited me to study. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt really have to study, but just went over some stuff. :P &lt;br /&gt;pauline is awesome and so is princess jasmine. jejeje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday. woke up. took shower. minnie mouse made me kimchi bokunpap :) yayersss. yummy. &lt;br /&gt;went to take the final. sj;adfjs;dlfja. easy foshizzy. A++ that class. a;fjsadf;lj. &lt;br /&gt;after class met helen and chrispark. they asked if i was bored and if i wantd to join some video filming thing. why not. summer has a very cool and nice hair do and a plastic bottle in her head. she looked like the grinch peeps very cute. a;dlkjfa yeah it was fine. went home. packed some more. door repairman came to fix our door. peter pick me up. pick up sandy. VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM. GO TO SOCAL. man long hella trip. why are all the freakin socal trips so freakin long and far jeez. i could fly but a;lkfjas;dlfjdafd. i dont know. whatever you know seriously whatever. the drive actually wasnt that bad. lots of asian talk. lots of kpop talk. peter is the man. he is asian, wierd and likes kpop :) &lt;br /&gt;i was on the passenger seat. as the shot gun persony, my duty was to keep myself awake for peter, but jje jejejeje ljfa;lsjf fail1 jajajajaajjaadf;jalsdjfa;l. fail fail fail. i knocked out for about 1 and a half. hmm i guess he was fine, with his loud music. sandy slept too i guess. &lt;br /&gt;kinda quick stop at in n out. ate at 7 30 , hadnt eaten since 11 30. yummy sundae at mcdddds. got home in no time. talking about communist china and how hard chinese writing is and all that stuff. korea rocks. seriously it does. simple writing. simple ppl. jk. no simple ppl. crazy plastic surgery. japannese ppl are crazy. and funny, but mostly crazyy. pure entertainment. just crazy stuff. arrived home at like 10 50 ish. bye bye peter. thanks a latte. gave sandaay a ride home. surprisingly she lives only 10 min away from my homsies. :) i should sleep. now. &lt;br /&gt;funny. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;too much to do. too little time. &lt;br /&gt;im feeling like a tattoo. im just saying my thoughts aloud. &lt;br /&gt;a star would be nice. &lt;br /&gt;i would reveal more of my thoughts if i werent so burnt out. &lt;br /&gt;wow rockos modern life man. &lt;br /&gt;wowowowowwooww. old stuff. i think i watched it last month. &lt;br /&gt;i thought it was stupid. the stupid turtle and the cow. and i thought how HELLA WIERD it was. and the freakin frogss the neighbor frogs they are freakin freakky. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been very very confusing and wierd. lots of thinking. which i normally dont do and lot of ups and downs. ADSFJAS;DLJKFA AHH I HATE THIS WEEK. SO MUCH. i hate it! its just bad stuff after bad stuff. this is certainly man vs man! by itselfff jeeez. ahh man monday. was horrible thoughts. tuesday was horrible thoughts. wednesday was EVEN MORE HORRIBLE. thursday was a tiny bit better. today was ok until night. i came home and found out about more horrible things. can my horrible week can get more horrible with horrible and sad thoughts. ohmygoodnes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a messed up week.&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously crashing. my head is confused and crashed. and everything going down and going 1000 steps backwards. &lt;br /&gt;man this is depresesing. and sad. &lt;br /&gt;the only thing that makes me laugh right now is the japanese video. but thats just so short lived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my bro wants to go to standford. good for him. &lt;br /&gt;im so dehydrated. &lt;br /&gt;there is shin ramen at my house. &lt;br /&gt;somehow it went from YEYABOI. to uhhh and sighs. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know howww. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already miss berkeley though. &lt;br /&gt;socal is so hot i hate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN i need help or something jeebus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-902989141553636038?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/902989141553636038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-wierd-horrible-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/902989141553636038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/902989141553636038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/what-wierd-horrible-week.html' title='WHAT A WIERD HORRIBLE WEEK'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-2680294547716384914</id><published>2010-08-09T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T02:56:30.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>battle of relationships</title><content type='html'>so i think ive just realized that for the past 4 or 5 consecutive weekends i havent spent at my apt. i think it all started when 1. i went home on the 4th of july weeknd 2. dis retreat 3. wendy's house 4. ashton's house 5. suzie's house 6. jiyoung'shouse and janet's house. actually its been the last 6 weekends!!! JAJAJA. wow. seriously. (at all these houses, i spent 2 nights, except for week 6 in which i spent the first night at jiyoung's and the sat at janet's house) so i guess my roommate must obviously be sad and lonely sometimes/or most of the times. but i guess i didnt really realize that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi was mad at me this weekend. basically the whole weekend. &lt;br /&gt;reasons. i spent fri night at jiyoung's and yesterday night at janet's place in alameda. well the thing is. i did this in order to spend time with them older peeps because i know that during the fall semester i would not have enough time to go sleep over at their places, so i took advantage of the summer time as i do not have to study for nothing and have a chillaxing time with them older women. but i guess i didnt realize how much it bothered heidi. &lt;br /&gt;she felt sad at the fact that i never really texted her when i was coming and so on. but the thing is, i woulda never really known if she had never told me which she did a couple of minutes ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was actually pretty bothered because she wouldnt talk to me and so she seemed mad at me for some reason, but i didn tknow why. im really glad we talked it out. to make this relationship better we have to talk i guess, which i hate doing because i am a passive -___________- its actually really hard . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i ate lunch with ellen's hg since i was with janet anyways. taylor is a cutie. hm after lunch service at willard... service was something. but honestly i was falling asleep and so were alot of ppl around me. it must be the dim lights and the comfy seats or something. after service i weeents in mr fruity carols car and we went to eat gom tangg :) with mr. raccoon, mongolian beef, mrfruitycarols cleopatra and mike chen's friend elaine. man their service is blehh sometmes. really. they didnt have mul naengmyun. fail. so we had to get bibim naengmyun which wasnt bad, but still. jeez. instead of giving me gogi, they gave me freakin seafood -______- aish. jinjaas. i hate seafood too. so it was kinda messy. whatever. i dont think i will ever go back. at least for this year or something. after eating that, came home and stared at some screen. :P bleeehhh~~~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at like 6 i went to rsf. i did elliptical. then i did cardio kickboxing with sanddaayyy :) i t was fun. then i ellipticalled some more until 9 ish. and then i met blake on the way home. went to visit his apt. ( i wanted quesadilla actually) so went to dwight chatted with dan. then did some more random wierd chatting with andy, wynn, steven, and i forget who else. they were talking to me through the window screen which was cool. we were actually talking about laptops and some ppl were convincing me to get the mac pro, and some were trying to convince me to get a pc... mostly hp? i dontknow... im so swayed now! jeeez! i wanted a mac book pro! but now i dont know anymore! aish. &lt;br /&gt;anyways. then wento downstairs to go visit jose, matt, and eric... i wanted quesadilla but they didnt have cheese. fail. we chatted for a bit. island came later and did something. i asked him to make me a quesadilla. so he went to get cheese from his apt. he brought it down and matt and island made a quesadilla! :) ahhhhh i wanted one for so long. &lt;br /&gt;then jose decided he wanted a donut so he fetched some at king pin i think with eric. and then i had freakin quesadilla and donut at like 12 in the morning. fail. man fail FAILDFA LSDFJA;DLFJASDLFJSADFLJ. &lt;br /&gt;anyways. i thinked i lagged cuz i didnt want to go back home to confront heidi. or maybe i just didnt wana go cuz i didnt want to be around the awkward silence and pulling tension there was in between us. but i finally left dwight after i realized how sleepy i was. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i arrived. heidi said we needed to talk. i was so relieved to hear that! &lt;br /&gt;so we talked for about 20 min about roommate stuff. all in all IT WAS A GOOD TALK! im actually really really happy. i was getting a little nervous before becuase i was thinking that maybe i wouldnt be able to reconcile with her before she left to socal. Praise the Lord for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also realized though, that i should really pray for my spiritual growth and pray about the struggles in my life. but mainly its the struggles i am going through with God. i m not sure if that makes any sense at all. i suck at expressing my thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home in a week. school in 3 weeks. man sadness upon this whole earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like real experiences. real stories. real people. some of them are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is interesting because while life sucks God is still good and awesome as ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you God for heidi, my roommate :) &lt;br /&gt;im thankful for her love for me&lt;br /&gt;im thankful for her cooking&lt;br /&gt;im thankful for her caring attitude &lt;br /&gt;im thankful for her cheerfulness &lt;br /&gt;im thankful for her genuine care&lt;br /&gt;im thankful for her absent mindedness (sometimes) &lt;br /&gt;im thankful for her presence in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tug and war! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im super sleepy now. officially. missing you. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-2680294547716384914?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/2680294547716384914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/battle-of-relationships.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2680294547716384914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2680294547716384914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/battle-of-relationships.html' title='battle of relationships'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3232149190973047288</id><published>2010-08-07T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T01:24:39.015-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time for teletubbies</title><content type='html'>so i dont know when the last time was since ive written on my blog. i think maybe 2 days ago. i dont remember. but that doesnt really matter anyways. JAJA. &lt;br /&gt;well anyways. nothing much. summer is seriously predictable. fierce. &lt;br /&gt;but one more week of classes yes! yes yes yesye syoers;lafjalsdjf;alsdjfasljf;dalfjlas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must say. very very chill summmer. no studying to do . and very limited hw. good stuff. but. fall semester will catch up to me again. and i will die once again. but its ok i guess since i do have 1000000000 lives. its ok .  &lt;br /&gt;i have a stomach ache. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i decided not to go to class. YES. i did feel guilty though. foreals. i normally dont. but i did. i mean . i had to force myself not to go to class today because i had an urge to use my 2 free i-get-to-miss-class-2-times-without-affecting-my-grade passes. i had a test yesterday so it was okie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i ran the 10k. it was . A OK. i didnt stop. i mean maybe for 10 seconds to get a drink, but thats it. it was rewarding. but tiring. i must say. but i was choking on my own spit. that. was painful. yet wonderful and not cool.  now i want to run a marathon. no joke. i really want to really really bad. so i think i will now. go run one. soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man im sleeping really late now. which is not cool. this past week ive been sleeping at like odd times. 3, 4, 5 in the morning. i thought i got over that from freshmen year. i guess not. but the good thing is i dont sleep pass like 12. i mean i wake up fairly early for sleeping late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so socal. im going down with sieun on the 13thh. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had lunch with sandyyyy. :) she makes me smile. sometimes. ok no all the times. ok maybe not all the time, but maybe she does. whatever. we had cafe expresso or something like that. i ordered chippokki and she ordered a bulgogi burger and then we split it. it was pretty yummy. yeeyuuuuuuuuuuh . yummy i sayyyyyyyyy. dang we actually talked for like 3 hours. then we went to yogurland.we tried some samples and then we got hella full so JAJA. we didnt buy any yogurt. JAJA. then we went to urbaaan. :P i like their stuph. man i want a northface backpackkk.NOOWW. ill probbaly get it like next week or something. i dont. know. yayayayayayayayayaya. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iiiii aaaaaam fuuuuuullllll jeeez. &lt;br /&gt;im kinda sleepy now. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know whats going to happen tomorrow. foreals. &lt;br /&gt;i want to see my grandma. &lt;br /&gt;man granola is really good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;i wana eat it everyday. &lt;br /&gt;actually. granola with vanilla safewway yogurt and fruits is thebomb. yeah. so goood man. i have no food at home. i dont know if ive said that before. but i seriously have nothing to eat except for ramen and graham crackers which i do not like. JAJA. this is seriously funny. i dont really know how ima survive apt life. well like i said before. i will die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish life was still. and some wierd stuff would happpen. just plain wierd stuff. i want to do something out of the ordinary. anything is fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i have to make cards for pppl. but im too lazy. i mean why i should just do it. i dont have anything better to do anyways. jeez. im really sleepy now. &lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to punch my face really really hard. i really do. but i think im too scardy cat. thats kinda stupid to be that way. i should just go for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im currently at mr. fruity carol cleopatra's house. im sleeping overyes. but mr. raccoon and jinji jojong are not here. but its still cool. but im so sleepy. i dont know what i shall do tomorrow. what awaits man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if blogspot were to shut down. where would all my precious memories go. then i would be old and saggy and gross and be really bored. so that shouldnt happen. jejeje. i really wonder if i will ever come back and read these again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man late night watermelon and mandoo really blows kinda. &lt;br /&gt;stomach is bloated jeez. &lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, it was delish. &lt;br /&gt;man still feels like may. shoot. nah. still feeels like august 2009. &lt;br /&gt;uoshirt: $5.watasteal. &lt;br /&gt;OK IM OFFICIALLY SO SLEEPY. i dont even know why im here jejeeeeeeeeeeeez. &lt;br /&gt;smell ya later alligator. &lt;br /&gt;and i hate the teletubbies to the core. they freak me out. and the sun is like the most a;dlfjasdlfjas thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tinky winky. dipsy. lala. poh. ewww. sun. pigmy. salt. &lt;br /&gt;man delusional. AARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRG. aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiishiiiiiiiii. &lt;br /&gt;oh. oh oh oh. toystory crane aliens. lovely. &lt;br /&gt;JEJEJE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE TELEBEARS. ONE DAY. i will DEMOLISH YOU! i think ill write a hate blog about telebears. jk. that would be pretty lame. to the max. &lt;br /&gt;ok seriously . SERIOUSLYYYYYY. BYE BYE. man i feel lame. everyone is studying except for me. but no. im still awesome. Jk. although you are thinking. yes she is awesome. jk. im just sleepy. ok . goodnight foreals this time. seriously. ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3232149190973047288?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3232149190973047288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-for-teletubbies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3232149190973047288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3232149190973047288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-for-teletubbies.html' title='time for teletubbies'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3151970444898957090</id><published>2010-08-03T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T04:11:20.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE IS A MYSTERY</title><content type='html'>indeed. lets sit. and relax and think about life. NAT. man no. life and chillax. dont go together when thinking about it. actually i may be really delusional right now. because i think i am. ohmy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of a sudden i just want to ask why. &lt;br /&gt;what. wh&lt;br /&gt;ere. &lt;br /&gt;why. &lt;br /&gt;wh&lt;br /&gt;en. &lt;br /&gt;how. &lt;br /&gt;WHY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also have to say . i really got short term memory. i wish i forgot things on purpose. but sadly i dont. i really dont. YES! i have early signs of amnesia already. not that it matters for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;id say that. if i died tomorrow. i would be happy. i would say. if i died tomorrow. i would be like ok. take me noww-----------fewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwuuuuuuum. yeah. it would really be ok. its just a thought. im not suicidal by the way. im just saying my thoughts aloud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its thatt time of the year ... maybe life. which makes me want to question certain things and yeah. i dont know why. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want a yorkie. i really want one. they are so freaking cute. jeez. &lt;br /&gt;babies are cute too. &lt;br /&gt;i want food. &lt;br /&gt;nooo. i dont actually. not at the moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was maybe thinking of taking a year off of college. i mean telebears screwed me over today. well not really. but id like to think that. ok jk. no. but in just in general. made me think today. for sometime. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean our living room smells ok . and room too. i think im becoming obsessed with good smelling things. scent is very important. &lt;br /&gt;you know what. i think im too tired. and delusional. so im just going to leave it at that.&lt;br /&gt;nothing special happened today. &lt;br /&gt;oh but ester aka yeahboi. is leaving tomorrow. for 3 years. will miss her. hope she has a very blessing time in taiwan. ok period. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nooooooooooowwwwwwwwww itsssssssssssssss time to sleeepeereeprepreorsoerueorueouroe. i probably wont until way later though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate too much. &lt;br /&gt;i have a stomach ache. &lt;br /&gt;a;dlfja;dlsfjasldj asdljf ajdsfj;lkj a;djflkjasldjf&lt;br /&gt;ok. call it a night. &lt;br /&gt;with bad stomach. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3151970444898957090?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3151970444898957090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-is-mystery.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3151970444898957090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3151970444898957090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/life-is-mystery.html' title='LIFE IS A MYSTERY'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-7583507416209505395</id><published>2010-08-02T23:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T00:18:05.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello august</title><content type='html'>where in the world did the "summer" go. &lt;br /&gt;where. &lt;br /&gt;i mean .. yay for ending classes next week, but hello classes AGAIN. in 2 weeks. seriously. what the hek. chajeungs. &lt;br /&gt;life.. WHY are you so ahead of yourself. jeez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will write about something. but i forget what. &lt;br /&gt;well for one thing. im home. at my apt. which i havent been since last friday. &lt;br /&gt;i also realized that. we have no food. again. &lt;br /&gt;so today. we went to safeway. &lt;br /&gt;we were supposed to go to cotsco, but oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;at safeway i met sam and brandon. they were kind enough to offer us a ride. how nice of them . thank you very gamsahs. heidi feels bad because she confused brandon to be a random person trying to say hi to her and introduce himself. well. pew pew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought the correct YOGURT! YAY. vanilla this time for you! ahhhhhhhrg hardi har har. cant wait to taste the vanilla yogur ttomorrow in the morning with some granola and fruits. ohmygosh. i could eat that 24/7. nojoke. and i like baby spinach with oil and vinegar. yumssies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. i havent been to the movies in a long time.  i dont really know if i want to. &lt;br /&gt;how in the world do the fobs at berkeley all know each other i just dont get it. its not like they have a club that advertises: FOBS. join. -or- maybe. they do! yeah they probably do. there must be something like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man so i think i know what i want to major in. i think it will be soc and media studies ftw. im not sure though because for soc .. you have to take stats class or a logic class as prerecs. but i suck at stats. i ve never taken a stats class. but i just know that i hate it already and that i will probably not pass and fail and thats the end of it. i havent tried logic though. i have no idea what logic is about. its not like. im logical. so i fail at that too. college is so complicated. it complicates my head. blehsssshhhh. &lt;br /&gt;my telebars is tomorrow. i am currently enrolled in 2 classes. &lt;br /&gt;spanish 2 and psych 2. but i need neither for my majors nor breadths. &lt;br /&gt;so fail. &lt;br /&gt;i think my new schedule will look like this. &lt;br /&gt;poly sci 1. &lt;br /&gt;media studies 10. &lt;br /&gt;soc 5. &lt;br /&gt;who knows which days. but who cares. yeah actually i does. cuz if its an 8 am class i doubt ill wake up. how sad. HOW SAD I TELL YOU. &lt;br /&gt;man i really need to man up. JEEZ. i hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;i want to watch despicable me. &lt;br /&gt;and inception. &lt;br /&gt;but not really. &lt;br /&gt;my camera is still not fixed. :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want winter to come. NOW. i want coldness and rain. and wind. lots of it. lots of it now! &lt;br /&gt;i heard polisci is hard. &lt;br /&gt;soc 5 is boring. &lt;br /&gt;media studies 10 should be fun. i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home next week. ohhhhhhh. yes.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go study abroad. &lt;br /&gt;korea. &lt;br /&gt;yeah. &lt;br /&gt;but i don know yet. maybe france. &lt;br /&gt;maybe chile. JAJA. hmm that would be kinda funny. &lt;br /&gt;or maybe australia. that kinda sounds kinda little awesome. &lt;br /&gt;ok time to peace out. &lt;br /&gt;PEACe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-7583507416209505395?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/7583507416209505395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-august.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7583507416209505395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7583507416209505395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello-august.html' title='hello august'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8526381633664423773</id><published>2010-08-01T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:44:11.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>somewhere over the rainbow</title><content type='html'>nice colors. purple. green. yellow. red. blue. orange. and i forget the last color. over that, there is something. i dont know what. but hopefully one day ill know. fsho. &lt;br /&gt;i just realized 13 days until i go homsies and i sees my fambam. &lt;br /&gt;hmm. im not sure if im excited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fridays. went to class. pretty chillaxing class cuz of presentations. &lt;br /&gt;after class i went home. &lt;br /&gt;i think i ate something but i forget what. &lt;br /&gt;then me and heidi went to wetseal to see whatup. nothing was up. &lt;br /&gt;then we went to walgreens. heidi got peas or something. &lt;br /&gt;then we stop by yogurtland. and sampled to our content :) &lt;br /&gt;we were gona buy yogurt, but then we got full. JAJAJAAJA. &lt;br /&gt;then we went to bancroft clothing store. but found nothing good. &lt;br /&gt;oh and american apparel. but too expensive. so at teh end i found no good top :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home. packed. meet at annahead. go to alameda. &lt;br /&gt;i dont like frisbee. i dont like. &lt;br /&gt;i will never like. &lt;br /&gt;so me, chinpo, and rosie went back into the house. &lt;br /&gt;we had a very insightful talk with becky. it was fun . &lt;br /&gt;then dinner was bomb :) man cotsco meatballs AREEEEEEEEE freaken awesome. foooooooorsuuuuuure. always got my back. those ballers. round things. i found out the sauce is from panda express. i think thats why they be so goood. &lt;br /&gt;it was a soph koinonia mo ihm. so it was pretty fun. wish we did more of those. same leveled ppl. &lt;br /&gt;then i forget and i forget and ew beans. and games and forget. fuzzy. &lt;br /&gt;then i went to sleep over at angela, gina and suzz's house. and am currently still here atm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. &lt;br /&gt;i woke up early. ate lunch at panera, then chilled at borders. then went back home. got ready for wedding. &lt;br /&gt;wedding. &lt;br /&gt;was pretty waoah. &lt;br /&gt;hmm . twas my first weedding. &lt;br /&gt;oh by the wWAWDLFADEYASF;JDASL. my freakin camera broke ASDIFJAS;LKDFSDJFA;JF;jfdlsakfjaldsjf;alsjf. aish . fasdlkjf;dasljfads;j. yesterday. i wana asdl;fjadsljkf someone. i wanted to take pics today cuz it was my first wedding but fail. FAIL FALSI;DFJASLFAIL. the camera screwed me over jeez. &lt;br /&gt;but the wedding itself was beautiful. obviously not a typical wedding because its just like that. but it was just hmmm amazing actually. jaqui and josh tying the knot. i actually just really suck at expressing my emotions. so no point in trying to explain. i was just taken aback. thats all. and justbecause i went to a wedding does not make me want to get married in any way. i just admire ppl like that because they are not like me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the pretty wedding with a bow. reception at a chinese restaurant in oakland. i mean mc was really entertaining. he looks like mr. potato head. thats all. the slides and the dancing was very good. everything was very good good good good. but i couldnt eat the food. cuz it was all seafood :( and not edible. i mean for me. i guess everyone else loved it to the max. seafood is just not my thing. but at least sponge cake at the end was good. decent. ok. yeah. it was ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah that was the day. i would make it longer and say more nonsense. but i am in a rush as three ajumahs are rushing me like ajumahs :) &lt;br /&gt;they are wensoos :P jkkkkkkkk. THEY ARE the bombshizzles. &lt;br /&gt;mr. fobnims poopy pants something something. &lt;br /&gt;cuz. heart heart. ewwww pewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwing. &lt;br /&gt;ok bye bye. &lt;br /&gt;goodnighties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i will never be over the rainbow because i just realized that over the rainbow means beginning a new volcume in my life becoming one with another someone. and that will never happen. i guess it will always be a lingering feeling. &lt;br /&gt;that somewhere over the rainbow. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8526381633664423773?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8526381633664423773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/somewhere-over-rainbow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8526381633664423773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8526381633664423773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/08/somewhere-over-rainbow.html' title='somewhere over the rainbow'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5305211263936460835</id><published>2010-07-29T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T02:17:16.827-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>3 words to describe this day: TIRED, STUPID, LOCKED OUT. (except for about 3 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sadness upon today. &lt;br /&gt;class. ohmy. class is boring. whatever&lt;br /&gt;after class my group resumed filming. i mean i dont get it. the guy is not even like a professional director, but thought he was. he took forever in deciding how the angle of the camera would be staged. sighs sighs sighs. 3 freakin hours. it took us to film only 5 minutes of a clip! i would express more annoyance, but will leave as it is because then ill feel bad. &lt;br /&gt;im glad its done. DONE. done done. &lt;br /&gt;after that i dont remember what i did. by the time i came home it was already 5 20 or something. then at 6 i went to su's for a potluck celebrating july bdays. so about 13 of us gathered to celebrate marissa, chinpo, and anne's birthday. everyone brought chicken except for pizza, 2 batches of spaghetti and my house's kimchi bokum. it was delish! and for dessert we had  4 diff flavored cheesecakes and brownies rosie made for us :) &lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to go film some commercials but i bailed. :P whatever. &lt;br /&gt;i stayed after the dinner and dessert. so the few ppl that stayed played taboo. which was hella fun. played until 10. then me, heidi, and jenny walked anne back to her place and then me and heidi walked jenny to her place. met her roomies. pretty cozy place. then me and heidi went to the rsf and exercised until 12 30. then we came back and stopped infront of our apt to open the front door. then we realized that we both had failed to bring our keys. yeah we epic FAIL. then heidi freaks out. and im happy. because tthere is no such thing as doom. then we went in the pool area place and sat down and pondered about our current miserable lives. yay. we tried calling manager, fail. called other friends that live in the apt. fail. sigh. called jiyoung. she pick us up. and here i am. with heidi. &lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe how kind these ppl are. &lt;br /&gt;i just dont know. &lt;br /&gt;i feel &lt;br /&gt;so utterly helpless and at the same time so broken seeing how these ppl are so open and kind to me and heidi. i dont have the exacts words to express my gratitude and the joy i feel as i have ppl like this in my life. i love you mr fuity carols cleopatra, jinji jojong, mongolian beef and mr. raccoon! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh shnap i forgot to call my mom today. &lt;br /&gt;she got in trouble from dad today :( poor omma. &lt;br /&gt;ok no more. &lt;br /&gt;im tired and i should sleep. &lt;br /&gt;i have another stomach ache. &lt;br /&gt;ohman. what joys will this bring me tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;PEASH oush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5305211263936460835?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5305211263936460835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/sigh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5305211263936460835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5305211263936460835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-7083996682511309488</id><published>2010-07-27T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T00:58:58.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello thee</title><content type='html'>SAME OLD.&lt;br /&gt;same old. &lt;br /&gt;so not much too write. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday i already forgot what i did. &lt;br /&gt;today. &lt;br /&gt;class. test. JAJA. pwn it. &lt;br /&gt;filming. man i hate stupid filming for the project. the ppl in my group are just making it so much more difficult than what it should be!&lt;br /&gt;come home eat. &lt;br /&gt;eat more. &lt;br /&gt;rsf. &lt;br /&gt;come back. &lt;br /&gt;prayer meeting/bible study&lt;br /&gt;rsf again. &lt;br /&gt;come back. &lt;br /&gt;nothing. &lt;br /&gt;the cycle is still going.&lt;br /&gt;going home on the 13th :) &lt;br /&gt;yayayayayayaiaiaiaiaiiaa. KOREAN FOOD! mommy's food. i need it. nNOW. &lt;br /&gt;man but i dont wana carride down. &lt;br /&gt;i hate that.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully tomorrow will have more exciting things to write about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-7083996682511309488?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/7083996682511309488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-thee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7083996682511309488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7083996682511309488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-thee.html' title='hello thee'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-7011629145601796660</id><published>2010-07-25T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T02:45:23.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>momento and melona bars</title><content type='html'>today. was sunday. &lt;br /&gt;yesterday. was saturday. &lt;br /&gt;interhigh was something. the word to describe it: good. &lt;br /&gt;i guess i set my expectations a lot higher than i thought. for some reason i thought kids were more open, but i guess not. its the first one. so what can i do for now, but to sit, wait, and pray. &lt;br /&gt;in general though. it was fun. praise is so much funner at interhigh. collegewide is so blehhhhh (not a bad blehh, but more like a chill blehh) JAAJA. college students are hella old compared to youth. they got nothing on them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt tired after interhigh, so decided to go visit khan do, annie, jane, christine, bethany's place (2 more ppl, but i forget who). i lava their place. its a nice pad dude. i m in love wit the kitchen. its like fulton house all over again :) just with a couple of different pppl . nice dining table and couches and i forget. but its just nice all around. rooms are spacious. lotsa food available ;) powerful, awesome fridge, i lovest them fridges. i dont even have to bring anything to sleep over cuz they be offerin me toothbrush, pjs, extra set of clothes, blankets, pillows. what more could i ask for. its even better than a hotel, and its all free :)  im going over deres. next week :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got invited to my first official weedding ever. ive never been to one. ive crashed one but never been "invited" to one. ;) so im pretty excited. i guess. cuz ive never been to one. yeyaa boi. but i have no idea what to wear. oh man. sweat pants. JAJAJAJAJA. that would be a sight. shweeeeat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. go back to ashton's house. I FINALLY GOT A MELONA BAR! THANKGOODNESSS. but too bad i put it in the fridge and never got to eat it. what thehek. i LOVE MELONA BARS. FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER. thats all i could think about for the past week. because melona bars are precious and delicious and yummy in my mouth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. i got dropped off at home. early in the morning. and slept. forgot to set my alarm clock. and missed church. this is the first time i miss church in a really long time. feels kinda hollow/shallowish inside. anywyas. got to listen to podcast so its ok. &lt;br /&gt;went over to chemily's for dinner :) it was delish. she made lappokki. fav stuff. yum yum for my tum tums. then strawberry ice cream :) its so yummmy. ohmygash. i wish i didnt have tastebuds, so i wouldnt overload on food jeez. after dinner/dessert. we watches momento. i was suppose to watch inception with su,kat,jengi today, but i had din at chem's so they watch without me :( but whatever. i can watch it whenever. momento is a pretty trippy movie. but because its a trippy movie, ilove. I LOVE trippy/twisted movies. those be my favs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr. fruity carols cleopatra dropped me off at apt. thank you mr. fruity carols cleopatra :) love goes out to you man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then rsfed for a little. &lt;br /&gt;long week ahead. hwaitings. &lt;br /&gt;sleepy time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-7011629145601796660?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/7011629145601796660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/momento-and-melona-bars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7011629145601796660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7011629145601796660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/momento-and-melona-bars.html' title='momento and melona bars'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5551128075263768193</id><published>2010-07-24T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T01:01:53.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shabalaba ding dong</title><content type='html'>in alameda. fulton house alameda. &lt;br /&gt;but like nobody be here. im bymyself ish. &lt;br /&gt;well anyways. im tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought my laundry. well. to do my laundry. &lt;br /&gt;2 loads man. our dryer is kinda fried. so yeah. &lt;br /&gt;its heavy though. lots of clothes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class. ole . &lt;br /&gt;forever. &lt;br /&gt;then did x lab again. .. im starting to feel hella lazy to go. &lt;br /&gt;i might not do it. &lt;br /&gt;i met up with heidi at the optometry building cuz she snapped her glasses yesterday morning. i were ther for like 1 hour and 20 min or something. man she is undecisive. but i m ok with it because im like that too. &lt;br /&gt;went home. packed. laundry. &lt;br /&gt;d house. pick up. went to a park. played some handball/baseball hybrid or something. i forget what it be called for reals. after the park we went to annie's house. we ate some dinner. my dinner was milk and cereal and peanuts, which is alot better than eating the sushi, fake crab, mushroom majiggy.. &lt;br /&gt;i just hate seafood. i dont know why. &lt;br /&gt;i dont really care that i hate seafood though. but sometimes i wonder how much of it i would eat if i liked it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some reflecting time? &lt;br /&gt;game time. fun. &lt;br /&gt;then soobakkk time. i like. &lt;br /&gt;then talk. &lt;br /&gt;go to fulton of alameda house.&lt;br /&gt;and laundry. and its the same as the beginning. &lt;br /&gt;the ending to the beginning. i dont know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im full :( i wasnt suppose to eat until im full because then i might get a crazy stomach ache again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a home group baby. &lt;br /&gt;we are the only hg to not have a baby. &lt;br /&gt;well it could be due to the fact that there is only one couple in our hg. sieunn have a baby! :) mr. melona bar. &lt;br /&gt;i lovestt that. &lt;br /&gt;ok time for more laundry. &lt;br /&gt;i feel like i will have a very good breakfast tomorrow :) &lt;br /&gt;gg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5551128075263768193?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5551128075263768193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/shabalaba-ding-dong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5551128075263768193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5551128075263768193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/shabalaba-ding-dong.html' title='shabalaba ding dong'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4883899645434128420</id><published>2010-07-22T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T00:22:38.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>noise</title><content type='html'>ohmygoodness. &lt;br /&gt;so basically, right above our apt is where joeun and san will be residing for the next semester, but they are currently at their respective homes, so guess who's there? their subletters. they be chinese. i mean nothing against that. just saying. but man! they are hella something. i can practically hear everything! they are saying.. well not really cuz they be talkin in chinese and i dont understand that at the moment.... ohmygash, they are either super loud or the walls are like paper. MAN and the creeking sounds... annoyinnggg. everytime they step, its like cringe cringe cringe. and they must be doing some wierds stuff up there. here and there ill here like a booom, crash, bang. like super loud. ohmygash. but incessant cringing is hella botherin meee, but like Annie said, lets forget about the negativenss and concentrate on why we are thankful for them.... i guess i should work on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. todays. was a today kinda day. woke up as usual, go to class. i hate my class. as in class, i mean the classroom. its hot as mango and even though the windows are open, its still hot as mango. its so boring i feel like rotten eggs. ew. man. that be nastay. after class. i was walking up bancroft and i bumped into long-time-no-see john ng. so we talked for like 20 min. i forget about what. i guess his life and stuff. i guess he be doing pretty well. good for him. anyways. rushed home cuz i was starvvvvvvvfing. i wanted to make healthy chicken salad. but man i fail. not all fail, but some fail. i came home and took the chicken out of the freezer... JAJA. i just put the frozen chicken on the pan and started cooking it.... frozen.... and then i realized that the insides werent getting cooked, so i called ashton kutcher and asked her how to work this thing. so as i thought, i needed to let it unfreeze. man fail. JAJA. but i left it there to unfreeze, i cut half the chicken and then cooked it. all good.. bueniisiiimo. man today was a healthy day. i like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stared at some screen. went to rsf for about 35 min. then came back. met up with annie to go do somethingg at stacks. but to our surprise. stacks was closed JAJA. noiiiicee. so we went to pick up su, katherine and jengie at safeway. then chillaxed at their apartment for about 2 hours. dude they have yogurt overload. it was yogurt heaven. they have a lot of groceries. compared to them, i feel like the donkey. i left early to go to rsf again witth stacy :) again.. yeah. again.. it was ok though. i was gona run but decided not to when i saw the treadmills all occupied by peoples. so i just ellipticalled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i can still hear them upstairs ppl talking in chinese. i would go upstairs and say something, but that seems kinda rude and i am just not the confrontational type so i give up. they must have their reasons for making creeking sounds and talking so loud in chinese. i guess. i feel you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a northface backpack. i was suppose to go to the outlet this week to get one, but hmm i forgot to go. maybe this sunday or next week. i dont even know if they're open sunday. but fsho next week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want yogurtland. since when have i become so obsessed with yogurtland ... just yogurt in geeneral. my throat hurts. its kinda chunky ish. &lt;br /&gt;i want jjajangmyun and tangsooyuk SO FReakeeen bad. ohmygoodness. i want it. i also crave obchicken and kyochon chicken. :( i want it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inception this saturday :) yayayayaya. ok... but the chances of that happening might be close to 0 since everything i plan out in advance always ALWAYS fails. shoot. knock on wood. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to san francisco. i want to go to square something. i call it the times square of the sf because i always forget what it be called. i also wana go to little tokyo .. or whatever japan town or whatever it be called. i think i might next saturday, but you know what. the chances of that happening are probably very close to 0 since i ... fail. except at spanish! jk.. i fail at that too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my body is in dire need of h2O because i havent been drinking that much water at all. im just not that thirsty these days, but i should probably drink more water. just force myself to chug that sucker. man im wierd. the more i think about it the more i realize how wierd i am. like alot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so now im going to go because i dont know where heidi is right now, and so maybe a bum ate her. so maybe she is trying to sos me right now. and i am here. but i should probably go and save her somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;ok bye bye now. nice to meet you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4883899645434128420?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4883899645434128420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/noise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4883899645434128420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4883899645434128420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/noise.html' title='noise'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5563930622322370009</id><published>2010-07-22T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T01:04:40.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>grocery shopping</title><content type='html'>YAY. let the world rejoyce... -______+&lt;br /&gt;first time ever--going grocery shopping like bymyself..(well, w/heidi) for my apartment. wow. lets commemorate this day by cheering. -____-. jk. &lt;br /&gt;but im so freakin glad i went grocery shopping. &lt;br /&gt;after class. me and heidi met in front of gbc and walked down to shattuck to 18, but to our dismay, i had forgotten my id card at home, but a black woman driver was nice enough to let me in without it. yes-i got mad convincing skills. oh we left campus at like 2 15 ish. &lt;br /&gt;safeway: food=yum. &lt;br /&gt;i m so healthy! &lt;br /&gt;so what we bought: (not that anyone cares, but i care, this is my first grocery shopping list) &lt;br /&gt;-peach &lt;br /&gt;-grapes&lt;br /&gt;-bananas&lt;br /&gt;-granola&lt;br /&gt;-honey oats cereal&lt;br /&gt;-milk&lt;br /&gt;-tomatoes&lt;br /&gt;-butter&lt;br /&gt;-assorted salad&lt;br /&gt;-bonesless chicken breast&lt;br /&gt;-swiss cheese&lt;br /&gt;-bread&lt;br /&gt;-yogurt&lt;br /&gt;and i forget... &lt;br /&gt;but the only reason i was excited to go to safeway was because of the yogurt. i wanted to eat the lecerne(i think thats how its spelled, if not, then too bad) yogurt. man, but guess what. i FAIL! fail. yes. i fail. i bought the plain one! with no sugar! tastes like cream cheese or something ahhh. for some stupid reason i thought the plain one was vanilla my ohmy. i must shoot myself. im sorry but the plain one tastes like crap. no joke. &lt;br /&gt;man i didnt know grocery shopping cost that much. &lt;br /&gt;total came out to be $50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. after grocery shopping everything went smoothly. NOT. so as we went on the bus, i thought the guy would be chill enough to let me in without my id, but this big white mummy looking dude said "i dont care if you're a berkeley student. berkeley student or not you pay $2" as he finished his sentence i socked him on the face. ok.. i wish.. no not really. but jk. i guess he was doing his job. so me and heidi were sitting there on the bench for about 1 hour. i dont really know what we were trying to do, but i think after 40 min, heidi devised a brilliant plan! how could i have not thought about this myself! her plan: i show id, you take my id and you show my id. tadaaaaaa. simples. good stuph. &lt;br /&gt;but we wait for another 20 min.. no 18 bus.. so i decided to call francesca and well enough! my lucky day i guess. she needed to buy some stuff at safeway, so we waited for her. she came. she bought. and she TOOK us :) yay. came home. the first thing i wanted to do was eat the yogurt. but too bad for me it was yucky. i think ive had one of the best apt dinners today. &lt;br /&gt;we had cereal and granola, cut peaches and cut banana and a toast with butter and cheese. it was seriously yummy i tell you. man i loved today's dinner. ok im exaggerating, but it was legit i must say. although eilaan thought i had breakfast when i told him what i had for dinner. whatever. whatever floats my boat is good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in a pretty content state at the moment. just saying. &lt;br /&gt;oh man... every time i laugh. its like every SINGLE person is like what does "jajaja" mean... and everytime ... im like... im laughing in spanish. man... breaking a sweat everytime dude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well doom. i thought my final was on aug 11th, but FAIL. its on the 13th. i was suppose to go home and drive down with peter, but he be leaving on the 11th, so FAIL that too. :( ... hopefully,,,hopefullyy, something miraculous will happen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tummy is feeling a lot better!!!! yay. actually its not my tummy. its like my intestines, lungs and other vital organs that are in pain. but its ok. i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rsfed it tonight. dude. hmm. i ellipticalled for about 1 hour and like 40 min. INTENSE. i didnt even notice. .. well i went to rsf at like 8 30 .. and thats becausei was bored at home bymyself.. instead of watching dramas or doing some other stupid thing on the internet i decided to be physically productive and go to the rsf. and ellipticaled forever. until stacy came and saved me from my ongoing craziness. she took over my elliptical. i went to stretch upstairs, i met eilan. for an hour we were trying to get chen'S (BLAKE&lt;---i just cannot call him that, it doesnt want to come out of my mouth. everytime i say bblllaake, i choke) attention from the second floor of the rsf. we were basically stalking him for an hour. but that boi has no peripheral vision or something! goodness. but i found out that eilan likes kpop. sweetness. so we shared about some of our favorite bands and singers i guess. man... i left the rsf at 11 30. i came at 8 30.... freak i is. indeed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my spanish class is wierd. its out of the ordinary. not in the good way. its just wierd. 3 weeks and half to go and out i go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my mommy and my grandparents. .. not that i dont miss the rest of my family, but mom called today. and i just miss her and i want to be with her to encourage her and make her happy. i have never said the words "i love you" to my mom. pretty hard to believe... in my 19 years of existence, to the one that gave me birth, i have not. well.. i actually dont remember if i did when i was little, but from my poor memory, i judge that i have not.it is to the people i love the most and care for the most that i cannot say it. wierd huh. yeah im like that. i guess its not good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh not as tired today :) but i do want to sleep early today. :) as in early..i mean like 1:15ish :P &lt;br /&gt;au revoir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5563930622322370009?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-9088580462367903118</id><published>2010-07-21T00:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:46:34.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pit hole</title><content type='html'>so the stomach aches ive had for the last couple of days culminated to worst one yet. i woke up at 7 in the morning today to feel excruciating pain in my abdomen/stomach area. i felt like crap. i was in the same hurting pain for 20 min. so i decided to call someone. or i thought i was gona die. i called annie. no pickup. sieun. nopick. vivian finally answered. hooray. she called jiyoung or lindsey or something. linds and ellen came to pick me up. man i couldnt even walk. they took me to tang center. checkup. &lt;br /&gt;man i think the doctor thought i was depressed/mad stressed/eating disorder/family problems. what the. just because ima college student... she thinks ... whatever. but she gave me pills and it was cool. level of pain went from 10 to a 2 in minutes. &lt;br /&gt;really thankful for vivian, linds, ellen, and heidi though. i woulda died without their help. &lt;br /&gt;came home. slept extra 2 hours before class. &lt;br /&gt;heidi made me jjukk :) aww how sweet. my throat also hurtss. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spanish class sucks. so boring. &lt;br /&gt;after class i went to pay for summer fees. &lt;br /&gt;met up with steph and we goes grocery shoppings at safeway. &lt;br /&gt;today i had lots of firsts. &lt;br /&gt;1. safeway. &lt;br /&gt;2. cutting onions, red bell peppers, garlic. yuk my hands still reek of the smell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got another pimple on right under my nose. i guess i attract them pimples on my face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to steph's place. cut stuff. fran came over to help cook. i realized. i dont want to cook. i guess suffermore year will consist of cereal and milk and then i will die of stomach pains and my dad will yell at me and so will everyone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinners was FIOONE. chris, alex, summer and 2 other ppl's names i forget also came over to eat. ohh and fran, and annika and steph i guess cuz its her house...steak salad, corn, spaghetti was bomb. but i had to be careful not to overeat cuz then i would have to go to the tang again. and i hella dont want that again. so i missed out on ice cream and cookies :( thankyou steph. :) beautiful dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prayer meeting/bible study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a sinner. i need someone to separate me and sin apart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracy's bday. annie kim is the dannkiiess :) man. she is cool. and awesome. she bought me jjukk too :) man i am undeserving of this kindness. &lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im kinda sleepy. so bye bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-2408098435360896631</id><published>2010-07-20T02:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T02:33:14.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>we are just evil cannivals</title><content type='html'>i have a freakin pimple right under my lip to the left side. it doesnt hurt. maybe its not a pimple. i dont really know what it is, but the only thing im concerned about its the stay. so is this deformation on my face temporary or everlasting. oh joys. oh joys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts. i think i also mentioned on yesterday's post about my joyous problem. this problem is not welcomed as i am suffering. my current state is not happy state. maybe i have stomach flu or something. i might try not eating tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. was a :D day. well for most part. &lt;br /&gt;class. home. lunch. xlab. good stuff :) get payed $15 for basically doing some gibberish stuff. the negatives though: too far. haas is at the end. top. i guess since its top dog. went to the y. impulse. saw good friend jane cho. cool jane cho. and cat. and stephen. im pretty sure hes like an intj or something similar to that, but whatvers. jane cho. she colors my world. like a rainbow except with a lot more beautiful colors. shes a wierdo. she be my style. &lt;br /&gt;i met olive juice on telegraph and bancroft. i accompanied her to the walgreens. then i walked her ver to shattuck. im not sure why. i wento the west circle thingy on campus. there i mets the fran, christine. irene yen picks us up. then come irene or elaine kwan, kwon? ohmy im messed up. anyways. i wents over to alameda at 6. feasted over at ashton's place. man, there were like 23 girls or something over for the last "supper" ish feast. all for joy and virg. aww :(, ok. my stomach hurts a lot right now. ohmygah. ------ ok anyways. there was a potluck at their house and there was a lot of yummy food, but i do not wish to list because it will give me more pain. after dinner. fun stories. then off to northloop. &lt;br /&gt;JAJA. saw me some baby jayden! held him for about 10 min until he retreated to his fort. he was sick. so cute. then pye pye farewell for esther, joy, and virg. &lt;br /&gt;come back wit fav mongolian beef, jinjy jojong and mr. raccoon. fun ride. :) &lt;br /&gt;my stomach still hurts------&lt;br /&gt;i rsfed it again. &lt;br /&gt;ellipitical for 30 min and ran for about 40 min. &lt;br /&gt;i wonder if the pain is caused by all the excercise. or maybe i got myself an ulcer. i think i almost did senior year in hs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for some reason. my cars bill comes out to be $5,500 when im only taking one class and the price stated is $1500. crazy freakinberkeley. your going berzerkelies. i dont even know how to get rid of the extra baggage. ohmyjeez. &lt;br /&gt;whatever &lt;br /&gt;im gona go now. because. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts and its organs inside. or tissues or whatevers. something hurts. &lt;br /&gt;my stomach is one freakin evil salamander. how dare this thing do this to me. urg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace. (peace sign) smile . tilt head 30 deegrees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-2408098435360896631?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/2408098435360896631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-just-evil-cannivals.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2408098435360896631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2408098435360896631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/we-are-just-evil-cannivals.html' title='we are just evil cannivals'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1470379711638170668</id><published>2010-07-18T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T22:29:22.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello sunshine</title><content type='html'>hello. &lt;br /&gt;i hate food atm. &lt;br /&gt;.... church. &lt;br /&gt;play with babies. &lt;br /&gt;eat at taiwan restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;general chicken. is so good. &lt;br /&gt;home. &lt;br /&gt;nice 2 hour nap. MAN. i k id. horrible nap. woke up like 5 times. and for the last 20 min i couldnt sleep because all i kept on hearing was heidi's ims go off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i felt sick to my stomach after i woke from the nap, hence my hatred for food atm. i feel hella gassy. i burp every like 10 min. &lt;br /&gt;rsfed it, but didnt do much :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i will go running with marissa. but i feel its a fail since she hasnt called me yet. i should call her first. ... &lt;br /&gt;i realized that i dont really like the idea of living in an apartment. it may be the responsibility that weighs down on me, but just living with someone else and sharing these responsibilities is just not very flattering. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like baby jayden. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VA and preying mantis are leaving tomorrow :( sadness. sadness.&lt;br /&gt;but a year will pass by really super fast. &lt;br /&gt;ok . i is pye pye right now. &lt;br /&gt;i have a stomach ache and it hurts :( aish . I HATE FOOD RIGHT NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. tomorrow. starts. the never ending cycle of boredom. :( &lt;br /&gt;and stomach aches. and hatred of food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my hand still smells like jayden. im never washing my hand again.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like puking. &lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1470379711638170668?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1470379711638170668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-sunshine.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1470379711638170668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1470379711638170668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/hello-sunshine.html' title='hello sunshine'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6255687077188075061</id><published>2010-07-17T23:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T00:11:51.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>its not neglected</title><content type='html'>its just. boring. &lt;br /&gt;everyday is basically the same, so there would be no point in writing right? yeah correct. no point. because its the same everyday. so then . i mean . yeah. &lt;br /&gt;but here are some quickies about my days since tuesday. &lt;br /&gt;but it will take me some time to recall what i did because i do have short term memory to such extent. &lt;br /&gt;wednesday. i seriously forget. ohmyword. i cannot remember. it must have been a very boring day to not remember. &lt;br /&gt;thursday. ahhhhhhhhhuuuuuuuuuuu. i remember. i went to class to take my spanish exam. easypeezy foshizzy. went home. took the wrong bus. went in circles. finally just walked over to the freakin bart. took bart. ashton came to pick me up at fruitvale bart. northloop. run errand for irene. babysat baby jayden. I LOVE HIM. so much. ashton brought me some really yuummmy dinner from kai? or something like that. &lt;br /&gt;myt. last photoshop class :( was gona sleep over at wendy's but fail. so no nos. go home. something. sleep. &lt;br /&gt;friday. class. man. stupid spanish class. we watched a movie since we were given a free chill day after 4 weeks or something. but man EPIC FAIL. the movie was so bad. i dont even have words to describe the movie we watched. i mean i know high school and college are different on like so many levels, but still gota have some morals no? man i havent even watched a movie like that in like my life. &lt;br /&gt;basically the movie is in spanish. there are subtitles. its a mexican movie. basically seriously, no joke, every other word is a cuss word. and there is incest. ohmah gash. i wish i coulda refused to watch it. but im not sure if you can man bad movie. just bad movie. i think the movie is called dust to dust. but im not really sure. its just a bad movie. &lt;br /&gt;well after class. met with chin po to eat lunch. we ate chipotel and sat there for 2 hours and conversed about ... something. interesting i think. then she accompanied me to the y to get nails. then i we went to avant carde or card or whatever. then i went home. then i went to the rsf. i went home. changed. annie pick me up and heidi. we went to the bayshore something. i just know its next to the ferrry in alameda. im not sure what the point of going there was, but whatever. then went to hannah's house and ate cotsco lasagna ...(i dont know how to spell that), mashed potatowith ketchup. it was cindy's and juanita's bday. so we ate cake and ice cream. then me and hannah went to get her baby at babysitting. .. i want to babysit soo bad. i like ryan and taylor...btw.. taylor was at the same thebabysitting place and the whole time i was there i was calling her maddy. messed up i guess. :P but i think she still responded. camme back. dude hannah's baby is tiny. like small. has her own baby acne. pretty ahhh ... wierd. but shes still cute. then we leave. i went to joy's place. ronke was there too. i think we be chillaxing for a little. i made a card for noelani. &lt;br /&gt;happy bday noelani. today. &lt;br /&gt;slept. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today:) &lt;br /&gt;woke up. went to eat brunch at jim's in alameda. with virginia, wendy, mulan, janet, olive juice, ronke, josephine, tshieh, joy! it was yummy. but im never eating that much again. visited the alameda library. i dontknow why. then me tshieh and joy went to walmart. i so like that place. a lot. its just so cool. if walmart was my friend, i would say, he/she would be my best friend. because. it has everything. literally and figuratively you could say. spent like 2 hours at walmart. JAJAJAJAAJ. i dont even know why we spent such a long time. well because i guess you could say walmart is a great friend. come back to mulan's place. me mulan and josephine, walked along the pacific ocean. uhu. you know it. the pacific ocean. ze breeze was oh so powerful and oh so magnificent. uhu. man. there are some cool stuff on the shore ish. i saw lotsa baby crabs and a live shellfish...? i think. anyways. it was pretty awesome stuff. went back home. i dont know what else we did after. oh. i made more cards. for varginia and joy for their pai pai. and then we ate dinner. some spaghetti and bread and good stuff. had cookies and icecream for dessert. then we all played apples and apples... it think that what the game be called. ITs fun. i must say. its really really fun. wanted to play some mooo. but the postgrads are getting old, so i guess they need their early sleepy time. &lt;br /&gt;i wasnt really suppose to sleep another night in alameda, but just happned so. i guess ill go wit the flow. i dont really care. i guess i get to spend more time with the preying mantis too. &lt;br /&gt;i just realized i have to make a card for annie, and if i can one for vivian too. not that i have to, but just want to. making cards is like an obsession, you make one, two, three and then you just want to make one for the whole wide world. but it takes too much time to make fshizz. &lt;br /&gt;im kinda really sleepy now. &lt;br /&gt;but i have to make cards. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i feels bad. i was suppose to see joeun today and hang out with her practically the whole day because she came to visit berkeley :( sorry joeun, i will see you tomorrow. im so full. i want to shoot my stomach right now. &lt;br /&gt;i want to babysite so bad. i dont now why. i just want to. &lt;br /&gt;i think im going to go now. because. i need to sleep. maybe i can wake up early and make cards. JAJAJAAJAJ. man who am i kidding. i will never wake up. but i cannot withstand my eyelids. i heard eyelids have like a billion bacteria or something. and if you feel your eyelids really heavy, that means that they trippled in amount. maybe that be ridonk. i don knw. thats pretty gross though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w;alkdjfa;slkdjf whateversss;a a asdf;aldjf. &lt;br /&gt;ramble ramble ramble, basically thats what i did. :P &lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6255687077188075061?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6255687077188075061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-not-neglected.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6255687077188075061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6255687077188075061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-not-neglected.html' title='its not neglected'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8236822675600865925</id><published>2010-07-13T11:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:28:11.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAME OLD.</title><content type='html'>yeah. what else can i say. it is. same. old. &lt;br /&gt;every week has basically been the same. no joke. foreals. ahh times a million. &lt;br /&gt;i guess except for the weekends. :P&lt;br /&gt;i was looking forward to the yosemite adventure this weekend, but it got cancelled. but i mean.. im not like urrhhh hul hul over it. actually i kinda feel sort of relieved. maybe cuz i just went to retreat... man i was actually beat. dead. so i guess i need a chillaxing weekend. i dont even remember the last time i had a free saturday to myself. waking up at whatever time i wanted. i guess this saturday is it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for todays. i forget what idid. but i will remember in about 5 seconds. so you just wait. okk i remember now. that was actually 3 sec. &lt;br /&gt;class. come back homesies. ate me a samwich for lunch. i actually had galbi for breakfast. strange. yea. stared at screen for 2 hours. took a nap. funny because i fell asleep in front of my computer while heidi was doing her hw and she thought i looked funny. hmmm. maybe its not funny. but i just looked funny to me, myself and i. heidi finally got her netbook today. and so now she has internet. let teh world rejoyce now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to rsf... worked out very little because i didnt know so many ppl would be using the machines... so waited quite a bit.. and got to excercise almost zepoo. prayer meeting. bible studies. i realized how helpful the prayer meetings and the bible studies are. im glad they be what they be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph invited me over to see sarah. but steph bailed to alameda. nice one. jk. but i just stayed over at sarah's place we chatted about basically rubbish i think. but did find out some interesting facts about ppl today. its not bad stuff. just interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am too curious for my own good. &lt;br /&gt;but i seriously cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;when i walked from sarah's place to my place, i realized this was the first time i actually felt a little insecure about walking bymyself at 1 in the morning. whatever. no can do. its not like ima get attacked. so i be fine. is all good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if eating food was a sin? &lt;br /&gt;seriously . what if. JAJA. jajaja. JAJAJAJA. who knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy. chap chap. gg. im so usedd to saying gg. instead of saying goodnight i say gg. JAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAJA. im not delusional. its just that its pretty ok and normal. &lt;br /&gt;gg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8236822675600865925?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8236822675600865925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/same-old.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8236822675600865925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8236822675600865925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/same-old.html' title='SAME OLD.'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1607722401128623167</id><published>2010-07-12T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T01:48:41.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>battlefields</title><content type='html'>many of them. &lt;br /&gt;its like your still. but everything else is a blurr. cuz it be moving too fast. something happening there and something happening somewhere else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drama is stupid. save it for your mama. &lt;br /&gt;jk. &lt;br /&gt;but foreals yeah. it is. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i was braver. im not a coward, but. i wish i could give myself that extra push to confront upfront. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleep in class. &lt;br /&gt;spanish class hella boring. well. which class isnt. &lt;br /&gt;went to y. did some bible reading . uoo. &lt;br /&gt;yogurtland w skim and rosie. &lt;br /&gt;reg bought a new macbookpro. i want one now. &lt;br /&gt;spent hours at kelly's place. &lt;br /&gt;chemily cooked some awesome bomb marinated galbi. props. &lt;br /&gt;home. &lt;br /&gt;mr. president monkey and mr. crazy came to my apartment to fix my drawers :) :D :DDDD x 1000&lt;br /&gt;i can finally put my clothes in. &lt;br /&gt;drawer fixing. hurting. but got the job done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hour long talk with paige on the phone. wow. that was hella long. i went outside to talk. i bet the whole neighborhood knows about my private matters now. one of my friends who lives on the second floor ... heard about 1 hour of my convo before telling me she heard everything and to be quiet -____________-. shoot myself. but ill get over it. &lt;br /&gt;not digesting very well right. didnt take in the meat too well. keep on burping and feeling sick. i want to puke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. &lt;br /&gt;too late. im out. im lagging. dude. &lt;br /&gt;i have to cut my nails. they be too long. &lt;br /&gt;another long-awaited, dreadful day tomorrow. blehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhsh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1607722401128623167?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1607722401128623167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/battlefields.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1607722401128623167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1607722401128623167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/battlefields.html' title='battlefields'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8472376897701322469</id><published>2010-07-11T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T01:31:44.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soph dis retreat</title><content type='html'>one word: defeated. &lt;br /&gt;tired. &lt;br /&gt;sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;that actually be 3 words. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so tired. but i guess i have to say retreat was pretty enlightening. more than any other time. &lt;br /&gt;friday. arrived at sierralodge at about 9 30. bonfire. banana boat. it was ok. sing hymns. sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. wake up at like 8. shower. breakfast. dt. bible reading. session A w pastor tony (forget last name) then pastor Ed gave like a small summary. lunch. i forget what we eat for lunch. KAYAKING. :D fun stuff duddeee. rad. got flipped over about 3 times. flipping over with michelle 6 times. because we dont have no balance. the freakin lake is nice. weather was hot. perfect weather for kayaking. :) go back home. silent reading time. i felt like i was reading from a reader. no joke. staying awake was hard, but just glad that everyone else was going through the same thing. skim was sleeping and su was falling asleeep, so i actually didnt feel alone i guess. dinner. session B. bonfire. headache. sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrMc_yHOzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gZMjOvqyzTM/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrMc_yHOzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gZMjOvqyzTM/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492927494061767474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrNBRi_Q6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/2bWfl9rOK50/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrNBRi_Q6I/AAAAAAAAAIs/2bWfl9rOK50/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492928117305459618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrNeba1leI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NNLDACWl5dY/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrNeba1leI/AAAAAAAAAI0/NNLDACWl5dY/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+072.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492928618171831778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrN6jL7WjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PZ078LjNwu4/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrN6jL7WjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PZ078LjNwu4/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+092.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492929101293115954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrOW6v6IZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wS73CAeib88/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrOW6v6IZI/AAAAAAAAAJE/wS73CAeib88/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492929588654383506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrOvYXX00I/AAAAAAAAAJM/f-5MROa6uQg/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrOvYXX00I/AAAAAAAAAJM/f-5MROa6uQg/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492930008921396034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrPNLoflKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B-c7TCQtv_Y/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrPNLoflKI/AAAAAAAAAJU/B-c7TCQtv_Y/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492930520899622050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrP8Pao8sI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tSLNb6eKGvQ/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrP8Pao8sI/AAAAAAAAAJc/tSLNb6eKGvQ/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492931329369109186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday. wake up super early. my small group be the breakfast crew. ahhh. i was soo freakin sleeepy. got over it. shower. safeway yogurt is so hella delish. then dt reading or something. sunday service. twas good. but sadly i forget the message. short term memory. small group time. good time to talk about our frustrations.  lunch. fresno is not cool and it does not have a "hood". hence the fresNO. hiking. the shortest hike of my life. it was actually just a 3 min walk. but the lake we came about was pretty. i wanted to swim. but blehh. i guess we couldnt. we go back. session C start. actually it was just a Q and A session with pastor ed and kelly. the best part of retreat.i think. jaja. lots of questions. i asked like 2.. and 3 on behalf of paige. :P dinner time. save best for last. &lt;br /&gt;reflection time. clean. go home. &lt;br /&gt;car ride back was so fun. going up was actually the longest ride ever.&lt;br /&gt;coming back down, we played contact. SO FUn. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrQem7_m2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/JlMF8RupGmM/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrQem7_m2I/AAAAAAAAAJk/JlMF8RupGmM/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+157.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492931919798573922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrRfkC2gGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6PuMJBuSFrM/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrRfkC2gGI/AAAAAAAAAJs/6PuMJBuSFrM/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+171.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492933035713527906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrR6wQpXeI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uHX6LXpSGYY/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrR6wQpXeI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uHX6LXpSGYY/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492933502849080802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrSay_2BMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5b2mEZzbD8o/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrSay_2BMI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/5b2mEZzbD8o/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+195.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492934053339727042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrSznVyueI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qgG8ZbV-7gM/s1600/sophmore+dis+retreat+205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrSznVyueI/AAAAAAAAAKE/qgG8ZbV-7gM/s320/sophmore+dis+retreat+205.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492934479707290082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would elaborate on what i learned ... but im too tired right now. &lt;br /&gt;i was the only one with a camera on this trip besides cynthia, who had a digital camera. but too bad i dont know how to take pictures. JAJA.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tooooooooooooooooooooooo tiiiiiiiiiiireddddddddddddddddd. &lt;br /&gt;:( ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh. schoooooool toomorrow. im going to die. :( ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh weekend is so short. :(( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOrd help me. calm my heart. give me patience. tame me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8472376897701322469?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8472376897701322469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/soph-dis-retreat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8472376897701322469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8472376897701322469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/soph-dis-retreat.html' title='soph dis retreat'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TDrMc_yHOzI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gZMjOvqyzTM/s72-c/sophmore+dis+retreat+059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4583576871033479763</id><published>2010-07-08T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T11:15:41.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jumble bumbles</title><content type='html'>uhh. hella update. &lt;br /&gt;im not sure...but i think i had no time. &lt;br /&gt;i havent been on the internet that much this week. which is wierd, because i is what i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i dont remember much of my week. &lt;br /&gt;i saw my grandparents. &lt;br /&gt;drove around an hour to see fireworks on the 4th. &lt;br /&gt;went to huntington beach with skim and paige. &lt;br /&gt;grandpa went bonkers. &lt;br /&gt;ride back up to norcal with stupid ppl and stupid music. &lt;br /&gt;class. bible study. rsf.&lt;br /&gt;class. y. lydia's place. annie kim's place for superlicious dinner. paige came from socal. she sleep at my place. visited chemily's place and also met with skim. &lt;br /&gt;class. study. berkeley marina run w/marissa. myt. rsf. write first spanish essay. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;week went by pretty fasties. not very sure what i did exactly. but whatevers. &lt;br /&gt;my grandparents left to korea :( WAHHHHHHHHHH. ooii weels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;living with a roommate is alot HARDER than what i expected. sometimes i feel like im going to have a heart attack. plus. im a passive. which makes it even worrsee. :'(. God be with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is soph retreat. kayaking. hiking. flying in teh air. good stuff. im pretty excited. we see how it goes. i dont have any expectations, but i hope that it will be worthwhile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much for update for me. but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;float in the water. &lt;br /&gt;and go with the flow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4583576871033479763?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4583576871033479763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/jumble-bumbles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4583576871033479763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4583576871033479763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/jumble-bumbles.html' title='jumble bumbles'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3581444047922818459</id><published>2010-07-03T00:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T01:04:06.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>home feels so good. like never before.</title><content type='html'>i just got home maybe 20 min ago. actually no. but here goes. &lt;br /&gt;woke up extra early today. 9am. to pack and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;took shower. had pizza for breakfast :( not good. &lt;br /&gt;went to class. took test. easy foshizzy. &lt;br /&gt;went back home. &lt;br /&gt;peter came pick me up. &lt;br /&gt;pick up lloyd at dwight apts. &lt;br /&gt;eat jjajangmyun in oakland. yummy man. but not very healthy. &lt;br /&gt;leave berkeley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOOK US 1 HOUR TO GET TO PLEASANTON from berkeley. dang. what a nightmarish ride. i slept for like 40 min thou. woke up in the middle of traffic and thought we were already half way -__-. man. traffic like crazy. i know we left berkeley at around 3 30 or so. stopped by half way at random city to eat dinner. in n out. but i didnt really have dinner cuz i craved ice cream. &lt;br /&gt;lloyd dared me to eat a fry that was on the counter (who knows where that fry came from/or was). i ate it. he owed me a mcflurry. so ate my mcflurry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. actually the carride was pretty chill. 1. lloyd is hella wierd. but actually thats fine. i like wierd ppl for some reason. 2. peter is wow. hmm. korean wannabe. which is cool too. selection of music was HORRIBLE. i had to listen to like 2 hours of ugly music. man when i say ugly. its so ugly its not even funny. hardcore rock or metal is just man. i dont even know how to explain it. whatever. got back at lloyd by putting on some kpop. served him right fool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good funny stuff in the car. man but longest carride ever. peter dropped me and lloyd at my house at like 11 10. i gave lloyd a ride back to sara's neiborhood. on tthe way though we was frantically looking for a vons or a seven eleven to get skim a cake or whatever close to a cake we could find. ended up stopping by a seven eleven. got her some pound cake jaja and candles. :P &lt;br /&gt;me and lloyd kinda "surprised" skim and sang happy bday. then gave lloyd a ride to his friend house and skim tagged along to also say hi to their mutual friend. &lt;br /&gt;ok anywyas. &lt;br /&gt;i just needed to come back home. man. rest. grandma. grandpa :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically from the time we left berkeley to the time we arrived home took us a total of almost 8 hours. dang dude. seriously dang. &lt;br /&gt;thank you peter :) for the ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. im seriously so tired and sleepy now. i have to knock out. tomorrow. dt with skim and paige:) maybe beach. BYE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN. home is good and so is freakin ROCKO'S MODERN LIFE!. havent watched that show since i was maybe 8 or 9 or 10. man. watching again brings back so many memories. man yeah whatever. good stuff. &lt;br /&gt;bye. out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3581444047922818459?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3581444047922818459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/home-feels-so-good-like-never-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3581444047922818459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3581444047922818459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/home-feels-so-good-like-never-before.html' title='home feels so good. like never before.'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-898565791008130465</id><published>2010-07-02T02:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T03:04:43.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>officially homefried</title><content type='html'>yesboi. im going homsies tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;i must be the most stupidest retardedest person ever. writing on this good for nothing blog instead of going to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;im pretty sad/mad/hellatired/puzzled right now. &lt;br /&gt;i was staying up to finish my online hw for my spanish class. well since i is specialist at procrastinating to the core, i figured. i got this. but dude. spanish hw takes me like 2 hours to do . man. so i come back home and finish capitulo 1 and 2 and then i forget that i had to also finish paso c. so im on my way to almost finishing all assigned hw for paso c, but as i am finishing.... it logs me out of my account. sad thing? sure. so when i log on again. ALL MY WORK. MY PRECIOUS FREAKEN WORK IS GONE. you know what. i would do it over again. but i will not. because im too tired and this is just ridonk. so too bad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. so the only thing i could be partially excited for is home. peter finally answered my freakin phone call. so we be roadtrippin. me peter and lloyd. odd. but i will make it fun. or i might just fall asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SO HAPPY OH SO HAPPY HAPPY TO DIEEEEE NANANAN NANANA NANANANA!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hmm... just partially. because i get to see my grandparents. because i love them oh so much and everyone knows that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew it. but i think i will suffer living in americana. ASIANS ARE LOUD. man if you think im loud. your CRAZY FOOL. you have to come to americana to experience the real loudness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to sum up my day:&lt;br /&gt;class. lunch at the y. tried doing this stupid spanich hw but had no something. had to buy it for 100 bux. estaafadoooresss. came back home. ran for 20 w marissa around campus. ESPANICH HW online. then myt class. I LOVE BABY JADEN. :( ... for about 10 seconds, holding that baby made me want a baby. like my oWn. but only for 10 ... maybe 9 or 8 seconds. i lovest babies. they love me too. except whiney/hostile little girls and boys. went back home. rsfed it. i think ive become a workout machine. no joke. 20+15+40. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy bday skim/snorlax. yesterday. happy bday today. marissa. i feel old. &lt;br /&gt;im dying. i havent packed yet. &lt;br /&gt;i have so much to do. &lt;br /&gt;im going home -&gt;(insert heart) JAJA. man im lame. &lt;br /&gt;i can be cared for. hooray. &lt;br /&gt;I WILL HAVE FOOD! JAJA! UNLIMITED! &lt;br /&gt;espanich test in 9 hours. im either going to do really well or im going to do just average. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry. JEEZ. i wish my stomach would just feed itself. like without me having to feed it. im dying. &lt;br /&gt;eyes. are. going. out. &lt;br /&gt;LDKJFAL;FJADSL;FJ AHHHH ISH. &lt;br /&gt;i need to pack. &lt;br /&gt;hmm maybe i shall do that in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;tomorrow traffic.oh hek yes. i love that. &lt;br /&gt;im still sweaty from rsf... eww. &lt;br /&gt;i should change.. right about... now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye bye. tomorrow i will be writing IN socal! and i can finally drive a car. &lt;br /&gt;i dont know why.. but ive been so badly wanting to drive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH OK IM OUT I CANT HANDLE THIS NO MORE. peace -&gt;(insert peace sign [handmotion])&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-898565791008130465?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/898565791008130465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/officially-homefried.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/898565791008130465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/898565791008130465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/officially-homefried.html' title='officially homefried'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8644042002209362613</id><published>2010-07-01T00:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T00:34:01.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yes-officially foodless</title><content type='html'>now it is official. certainly it is.  &lt;br /&gt;the only thing i have is mac and cheese. but i dont even have a microwave. &lt;br /&gt;i have lamion, but seriously. i dont want to be that sad. eating lamion everyday. ohmygash. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i might go home this weekend. &lt;br /&gt;to see my lovely grandparents. im so happy. ohmygash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know. hmmm its ok i guess. &lt;br /&gt;well yesterday i found a nightstand outside fulton and channing? im not sure.. but it was a sweet deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hayoung came today to visit heidi from socal. &lt;br /&gt;staying over at our place for 2 nights i think. &lt;br /&gt;ok. &lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8644042002209362613?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8644042002209362613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/yes-officially-foodless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8644042002209362613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8644042002209362613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/07/yes-officially-foodless.html' title='yes-officially foodless'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1823497526341473580</id><published>2010-06-30T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T00:10:42.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>foodless</title><content type='html'>we have like no food. &lt;br /&gt;sad. &lt;br /&gt;i dont think ive ever been foodless.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like the kids in the 3rd world countries. they dont know where their next meal is gona come from. same here. i feel you. i have no idea. &lt;br /&gt;should go grocery shopping. but i dont even know where i should go. &lt;br /&gt;me and heidi are still deciding between safeway and the korean market. actually. i really want to go to cotsco, but mehhh. fat chance. like big fat cat loui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like writing anymore. like alltogether. &lt;br /&gt;i dont feel like writing about my day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i can say right now is that i feel the most convicted ive felt since never. ... &lt;br /&gt;im sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;i went to rsf today. and ran to cheeseboard. not to eat that is. just run there with marissa and came back. man. i have a lot to do. but i know ill procrastinate. that is such a bad habit. i hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1823497526341473580?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1823497526341473580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/foodless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1823497526341473580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1823497526341473580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/foodless.html' title='foodless'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8436119888254576750</id><published>2010-06-29T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T00:43:41.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cycle</title><content type='html'>this seems worse than the school year. &lt;br /&gt;its literally the same everyday. except for some very minor changes. &lt;br /&gt;i guess its ok. no big deal. better than being home and laazying around like i always do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school. comeback. i dont remember what i did at home. &lt;br /&gt;ate lamion for lunch. man i need me some real food. i havent bought food in more than a week. O.O ive been eating same old kimchi rice and 김. :(. maybe tomorrow ill buy something for lunch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to help a friend in need :/ poor guy. long talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayyy. finally got my dresser. went to oakland in tim's car. thankyou tim. and justin. and jiyoung. who came with me to retreive such heavy dresser. &lt;br /&gt;i havent put any clothes in there because it is dirties. i have to clean and put something in there. i forget what it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a 3 hour nap. JAJA. man. i usually dont take naps at 8, but whatevers.&lt;br /&gt;was only suppose to sleep for an hour to go to rsf, but fail. not entirely because i ended going to rsf at 11. i didnt know that after you woke up and excercised, you get tired faster. &lt;br /&gt;come back. need to sleep. i took a nap and yet i still feel sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ba;ldkfja;sldkfjaldjf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8436119888254576750?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8436119888254576750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/cycle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8436119888254576750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8436119888254576750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/cycle.html' title='cycle'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-7318058306855302807</id><published>2010-06-27T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T19:21:00.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>food. food. food.</title><content type='html'>yesterday. i was beat. &lt;br /&gt;and hungry. &lt;br /&gt;had no energy to write. &lt;br /&gt;jk. &lt;br /&gt;i was just lazy i guess and tired. &lt;br /&gt;but 30 hour famine was nothing. ok maybe a little. &lt;br /&gt;but i gots it. handle mandle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man outside of my apartment. ppl be too loud. aish. what the hek . &lt;br /&gt;yesterday we did good things. i felt good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed the korea game cuz JAJA like i said. i knews we was gona be losin. &lt;br /&gt;im never wrong man. i get them intuitions on check. &lt;br /&gt;im glad i missed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up early to go to dhouse. scattered. sold italian sodas on teh sidewalk. man soliciting is hard. sometimes not. but i mean... they be like... NO NO NO. or like dont even look at you when your talkig and completely ignore you and you be standing there like a fool man. aish. whatever. is all for the good cause. &lt;br /&gt;made some mulah. it was cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to some medicare.. mediware something like that warehouse to sort out medical supplies to send out to different countries in the world. sad needy countries. makes me sad too. &lt;br /&gt;after that hungers overpowered me. not really. jaja. then i dont remember. &lt;br /&gt;oh yeah came home. and i dont remember whaat i did at home. man. stupid memory. i have a feeling that when i grow old ill have amnesia. man that is sad. im so young yet thinking about diseases. shoot. i might as well be goners by the time i have amnesia. ploop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stares at screen for 2 hours. goes to rsf for 20 min. JAJA . body could not handle that! ahhh sadness! jaja. ok then sleepy time early! at like 1! so proud! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... church. &lt;br /&gt;BREAK FAST! jaja... man i didnt know that came from that! man im jajajaja so genius. &lt;br /&gt;sarah brought me some chicken juuk :) so kind. like you :P &lt;br /&gt;walked over to willard with sarah and heidi. service was short and sweet and good. waited 2 hours for janet's baptism. ahhh longest 2 hours of my life. jk. it was fun. playing with the kiddies. jeje. &lt;br /&gt;second service was good too. baptism was good too. &lt;br /&gt;after i went home. walked back home with sarah and steph. cam ein my homie to chek it out. they think its ok i think. me too. i gave them yummy strawberry ice cream. icycakie? something like that. be yummy yummy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a nap. stared at screen. went to rsf. ran 5 miles.. cheyaaa boi. and then played me some VOLLEYBALL :) ahhh so happy. learned a lot today. man i wana learn more... :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah school again. tomorrow. man shoot me. now. aish. &lt;br /&gt;ok now heidi time watch drama movie or something :) goooddyy nighttyyy :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-7318058306855302807?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/7318058306855302807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/food-food-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7318058306855302807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/7318058306855302807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/food-food-food.html' title='food. food. food.'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3729380609694214111</id><published>2010-06-26T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T01:26:49.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>friday</title><content type='html'>i dont know what else to write anymore. &lt;br /&gt;its like days are the same. &lt;br /&gt;it dont change. &lt;br /&gt;i wish it does. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steph said i suck at speaking english today. which in part may be true because i be talking like this on my blog. but who knows. i dont think so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today be the same. &lt;br /&gt;wake up. class. blah blah blahh. walked all the way passed foothill to get a stupid table. man im stupid. jeez. &lt;br /&gt;the walk was hmmmm. grueling. yea. it was intense up them haard inclines. yehh~~~ &lt;br /&gt;came back home. had cereal for lunch. JAJA. it was delish. i mean i have to finish the milk. or else. what a waste right? or you know.. i could try drinking expired milk. never done so before. but what could happen ..just one day expired. nothing. ill be the guinea pig (i had to search engine how to spell guinea because obviously i dont know how to spell that because ive never had to spell that in my life) we'll see if i die or get a rotten stomach or something. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spanish is tough. yea i must say. ill stick to it like a fat kid loves chocolate. the kids in my class are not kids. i found out today that some guy is 28, but surprisingly looks 22. there is also a girl who looks like shes 20 but shes actually 16. wow right. nah. not so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at like 5 i took the bus to cheeseboard. not to eat. nah ah. i went to get fabric. was it worth it? nah ah. it was not. dude. cheeseboard must be like like good. the line was so freekkin long. maaan. incredibleish. that tells me i should go check that place out. but its so freeekin faaar. so i will probly never go JAJA. pizza es mehhhh. cuz you know.... had it too much during my lifetime. pizzza overload. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmaaya. i almost forgot about my lovely grandparents. that makes me sad. i miss them. i think they be leaving next week. to the homelandds. man i will miss them. i really do love them so much. i like my grandpa so much. cuz he is looud. and he gets excited easily. man i love ppl like that. my grandpa is great. everytime we eat or whatever anything to do with eating. my grandpa will be like ok.. time for CHAP CHAP. JAJAJAAJAJAAJAJA OHMYGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASHII. so funny. and he even does the hand motion. like pretend eating rice. fingers be chopsticks or something and the other hand he makes it a plate and goes CHAP CHAP. :jejejeje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TCW3GAVc_EI/AAAAAAAAAIc/s77R6wUyy1c/s1600/IMG_2746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TCW3GAVc_EI/AAAAAAAAAIc/s77R6wUyy1c/s320/IMG_2746.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486993034817895490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sadly, this is the only picture of them i have. darn me. i shoulda taken more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 went to dhouse. had some good dinner. who knew tim could make good odeng, which i love. that is the closest thing to seafood i will ever eat. actually its fake fish. but that makes it even better because knowing its not real seafood is adjf;alsdkjfasdlk (cannot find the right word) but i like oh jing uh. (squid/calamar) but made in a very specific way. if not. no can do in the niam niam niam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner. some bible reading. good for the chicken soul. ~ &lt;br /&gt;ephesians was good today. it spoke right to the heart. it really did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had some 30 hour famine poster makings and good times. &lt;br /&gt;fasting started. i should be able to handle it well since i already fasted for 3 days one time my senior year. those times. hard times. pfffffff. &lt;br /&gt;im a rolly polly. is that how you spell polly. maybe its pollie? who cares. as long as i can say it. ohh now that i think of it its pollie! because polly is like the name polly and that would be like more of a paaaully sound. JA! hmm good thikning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuwhoooooooooooooooo. yale le he who? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur a guy. uruguay. but korea   be kickin yo butt. but to tell you the truth. &lt;br /&gt;i will speak the truth. &lt;br /&gt;korea will lose. but its ok. i mean. i cant do nothing for you. so . i can at least speak the truth. &lt;br /&gt;for some wierd reason. i have this wierd like inborn dislike towards japan. i know i shouldnt but i do. but i have a feeling. i cant help it. i guess its like when there is a fire 30 miles away and you feel it and cant help feeling that there is a fire 30 miles away. swell. &lt;br /&gt;ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i have to wake up tomorrow. early. to watch the game. but i mean. i dont really wana watch it because we are def gona lose but i mean if we dont. then. that will be a good experience. i mean not that it wont be if we lose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes. i have too much energy. and i dont know where it be coming from. sometimes i wish i had no energy. and couldnt do anything. just sit around and sleep. i have energy overload. &lt;br /&gt;but i am sleepy right now, like i always am when i write my blog. &lt;br /&gt;yeah so now is sleepy time. &lt;br /&gt;i might not be able to to wake up tomorrow. lets see about that. &lt;br /&gt;but im solid. iWILL sleep before 2 so its all good. &lt;br /&gt;rambling done---------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3729380609694214111?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3729380609694214111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3729380609694214111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3729380609694214111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/friday.html' title='friday'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TCW3GAVc_EI/AAAAAAAAAIc/s77R6wUyy1c/s72-c/IMG_2746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8421105529919408050</id><published>2010-06-24T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T01:01:08.989-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conflicts</title><content type='html'>in my head. &lt;br /&gt;still trying to decide whether to take spanish or scandanavian (but i am still second on the waiting list) so confused. i dont know what could be best for me because sometimes i make mistakes. because im human. like all. like EVERY SINGLE person on this earth right? i mean i bet even mother theresa was like somehow wrong and stuff. i hope she was. cuz then.. what else would she be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a little sad. today i read something that made me mad/angry/sad/anxious. something i wish i hadnt read, but did anyways. i mean i dont regret it. its aite it be coo. but because of what i read i understand why some things happened the way they did. but i dont want to feel resentment towards someone for something that already happened. i am just looking forward. i guess. i am a better person. i think? hopefully. i mean... no? ... i think yeah? hmmm it must be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe. i shoulda stayed back in socal and taken summer school at fjc. or maybe. i shoulda gone to korea like i had planned to in the first place. or maybe... they be endless. so no more maybes i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my grandparents a lot. life feels very monotone right now. i dont it has felt this in way in a long time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been sleeping early these days. fsho before 2. which is a g o o d thing. i try to sleep by 1, but sometimes i end up sleeping at 1 30. satisfactory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heidi doesnt have internet. i think it may be a good thing. i dont know. cuz she sleeps early sometimes, and that makes me want to go to bed too. because i remember back in the dorm days i would never go to sleep cuz jessica would always be up until 5 and i would accompany her through her night adeventures. that was a bad habit i picked up. but now that the lights are off in ourr room, sleeping is really easy comes as peasy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot withstand my eyelids no more. they are losing power and soon it will shut down for good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i havent talked about my day yet have i. &lt;br /&gt;wake up. shower. eat something heidi cooked. i think lamion and soup or something. class. boring. howl howl howl howl. mongolian beef come see my crib. she likes. i like. cereal and milk for lunch. stare at screen. rsf. myt. photoshop is cool. too tired to elaborate on that. d-house for internet. home. have long talk with snorlax on the phone. &lt;br /&gt;now. &lt;br /&gt;sleep. &lt;br /&gt;good. &lt;br /&gt;night. &lt;br /&gt;yo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8421105529919408050?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8421105529919408050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/conflicts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8421105529919408050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8421105529919408050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/conflicts.html' title='conflicts'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-2082171195500339800</id><published>2010-06-23T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T00:19:35.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whats up duck</title><content type='html'>dear diary, &lt;br /&gt;today i went to &lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAJA JAJEJEJEJEJEJEEJEJEJEJJE. &lt;br /&gt;JAJAJAAJAJAAJAJAJAAJA. &lt;br /&gt;JKKKKKKKKKK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that would be so 'cursi' &lt;br /&gt;but heidi thought i wrote stuff like that on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok today. it was like whatevers. really. &lt;br /&gt;went to class. &lt;br /&gt;kinda starting to like spanish class. &lt;br /&gt;its fun because its so easy. &lt;br /&gt;but. frustrating thought: teacher makes so many mistakes. i wana correct him soo bad. but that be a no no cuz then just no. example: he conjugated tener. &lt;br /&gt;yo TENO. &lt;-----TENGO.  I WANTED TO TELL HIM SO BAD!  &lt;br /&gt;tu tienes&lt;br /&gt;el/ella tiene&lt;br /&gt;etc......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heartbreaks. &lt;br /&gt;i think i am degrading/dishonoring the spanish language. and iam very sorry. for that. really. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well whatever. is aite. easy peasy A++++ for beckysong:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had cereal and milk for the first time today, since hmm. 5 or 6 months. &lt;br /&gt;good stuff. i shall make it a everyday morning ritual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after class went to the y. interneted because home internet was wierd. &lt;br /&gt;marissa came to visit the y. yay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way home. random REALLLY random urban outfitters job application.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home ate dinner. stacy came to visit my new crib. she likes. i like too. :D &lt;br /&gt;then craigslisted some more. yes i hate myself too. &lt;br /&gt;but found some useful stuff! I NEED A DRESSER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stared a screen for 2 hours, while heidi was trying to fix her internet on the second floor. it dont work for her :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gary the snail pick me up and we went to oakland to get me some stuff! got a bathroom thingy and a coffe table? and a ottoman. gary is bustuuuh. &lt;br /&gt;thanks gary. you probably wont see this, but thanks a latte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back. stared at some more screen. went to rsf for like 5 min to see sarah and stephhuunie. came back home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting the membership! i thought i wasnt but i is now. i wana practice/play volleyball so bad! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. my legs be sore and so be my back. running yesterday was like thee workout of the year. ok nat really. but yeah. that how intense it be. &lt;br /&gt;today i rest. tomorrow i will continue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. time to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt do my hw. &lt;br /&gt;i dont have the book. &lt;br /&gt;not that i care. &lt;br /&gt;but im basically the only one in my class without a book and i look like a bad studentt. so i shall get it. were books always that expensive? &lt;br /&gt;dude 230 for a book is like whales flying over monkeys. ahh they kinda do .... actually if whales like jump over the water... i mean if a monkey was standing underneath it... yeah.. .. its easy to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh me and heidi compared like books. &lt;br /&gt;so ive been at berk for a year. ive only bought 2 readers and one novel book. &lt;br /&gt;heidi been here 1 semester. she bought 7 books. JAJA. jajaaaa. so fanny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peanut butter jelly time peanut butter jelly time! &lt;br /&gt;peanut butter jelly! peanut butter jelly ! peanut butter jelly! &lt;br /&gt;i want that. i want it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-2082171195500339800?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/2082171195500339800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-up-duck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2082171195500339800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/2082171195500339800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/whats-up-duck.html' title='whats up duck'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4046030824451409649</id><published>2010-06-23T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T00:40:39.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO BERKELEY. HELLO NEW APARTMENT. HELLO NEW LIFE.</title><content type='html'>yeah, basically thats it. &lt;br /&gt;came back to berk last friday. &lt;br /&gt;there is much to tell, but my brain is not functioning at its full capacity right now,(NOT THAT IT EVER DOES. JAJA) as i have a terrible headache from running to and from the berkeley marina. yes that is right. the berkely marina. i cant believe i did it, but yea i did. basically did the 10 k today with marissa. dang marrisa, that girl be i dont know. monster should i say. beast. she could probably run for hundreds of miles without breaks and never get tired. man. this just proves to me that well, i need to excercise everyday. time for the rsf membership. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new pad is chill. new carpet. new paint. new closet doors. all good. nice cleaned up bathroom. i like. i am not furnitureless, thank the Lord. there is a futon, bookcase, coffetable, desk and two beds. plus lamps and yadayada yada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate kimchi 2 days in a row. what a treat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been CRAIGsLISTING the most ever. i have a hate/love relationship with that sucker. i finally found a futon. it was free. yeayaaboi. well when i find a better one, i guess i will replace it, as it is not the cleanest one. but that dont matter. i just need to find  a cover for it somewhere. craigslist is driving me nuts. bongos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taking spanish 1 for summer school. may be the smartest choice or the dumbest choice of my life. good: GPA booster fsho. stupid: its so easy, i get headaches. its so easy, that its hard. why? because i need to fake an accent.... easy? nah. its so hard, whenever i had to read something that i wrote, i had to practice my accent like 10 times. i also need to be aware of the vocab that we be learning cuz i dont wana be bustin out some high leveled vocab, when we didnt even learn it in class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeya boi. korea be in the top 16? i think thats what it be. cool beans. but sad thing is, they are going to lose to uruguay. cuz uruguay is currently undeafeated and no goal has been against them. its ok team. i believe in you. although i do have chile to root for too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;internet yay. finally. using san and joeun's. ;) asian fsho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im beat. tired. super. ahh. &lt;br /&gt;ok no more today. because im sleepy. i will be going to sleep within 20 min. i know forsure. rare. yes. happening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh too bad too bad.a. alshf;aldjfdal;. ;faslsleppeoasd;dlnooooow!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4046030824451409649?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4046030824451409649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-berkeley-hello-new-apartment.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4046030824451409649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4046030824451409649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/hello-berkeley-hello-new-apartment.html' title='HELLO BERKELEY. HELLO NEW APARTMENT. HELLO NEW LIFE.'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-836028643510384668</id><published>2010-06-16T22:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T23:19:04.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>대한민국!!!</title><content type='html'>koreaaaa yay. :) korea will lose though :( sadness&lt;br /&gt;argetina is good. &lt;br /&gt;korea prove me wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dt with paige and sara today. might be the last one of the summer together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;halbe bought fambam minus brah gogi :) incredibly yummy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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i did. worked on some more posters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to pick up heidi. came back to my house and discussed our firniture arrangements and so. so we basically split it. &lt;br /&gt;went couch hunting on craiglist. &lt;br /&gt;dropped heidi home. &lt;br /&gt;went back home. &lt;br /&gt;dinner with fam. &lt;br /&gt;went to jiyun's store, hung out, cashiered and got me some plates and stuff for apartment. not much. very little though. &lt;br /&gt;came back home. hung out with my grandma for a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad is as naggy as ever. its hard around him. he always finds faults with me. 24/7. i need me some berkeley time. i realized today. &lt;br /&gt;berkeley will be good. &lt;br /&gt;he said i need to lose weight. i do. he's real mad now cuz i gained so much weight. i guess its time to really put my body to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was supposed to do dt with paige and sara today. but fail. man we fail so many times. but hopefully tomorrow it will be fsho. memory card. i need to buy that for camera. and a bag before it get destroyed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. 2 more days at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oleeee ole ole oleeeee chileeeeee chileeeee.  &lt;br /&gt;chi chi chi le le le le chile chile. tirar pa ariba. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3381605289035058603?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3381605289035058603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/ole-ole-ole-oleeee-chile-chile-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3381605289035058603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3381605289035058603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/ole-ole-ole-oleeee-chile-chile-d.html' title='ole ole ole oleeee chile chile :D'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8693494256462565539</id><published>2010-06-14T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T00:18:54.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop breathing</title><content type='html'>short day. or just a day. &lt;br /&gt;wake up early again! dude what is with this. waste of wakeness. when i should sleep. so its been more than a week since i have woken up before 12 every single day. madness. ahhhhh stupid blabber. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate lunch with halmoni and harabuji. i told them to come live here with us at my home. they declined. JAJAAJAJAJA. who knows. love them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more days at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to barnes. bought a new nice bible. didnt know nice bibles would be that expensive. but lets hope to keep this one for some time. yay its not hot pink, nor any kind of pink! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with ron. talked until sojung came. we talk. went to cherry's make up/beauty store right in tc. visit her and sai hi. then bi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate dinner at yoko. oh jinjja yummy chickenkatsu. then fruit bingsoo at i love coffee. then play cards. talk. play cards. talk. &lt;br /&gt;went to soju's house to see her doggy and talk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i go home because i be tired. and now i go. &lt;br /&gt;need to buy things for berk. asldkfja;dslfjalsdkfj alkdjfaldsjf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wana go back up to berkeley but i really want to stay here and hang out with my grandparents. its like the two extremes. if i wanted to, i think i could stay. nah. i cant. that would cost me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of taking my car up. was def not going to take it up, but thinking of taking it only during the summer and then bring it down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aish. &lt;br /&gt;생각하고 싶지 않아&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8693494256462565539?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/8693494256462565539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/stop-breathing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8693494256462565539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/8693494256462565539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/stop-breathing.html' title='stop breathing'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-2865904245569941114</id><published>2010-06-13T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:11:36.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>last weekend at home :(</title><content type='html'>hello. hellow. bonjour. aloha. hola. moshi moshi. yobosaeyo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday morning i went to LA to see the korea vs greece game with my brother. left home at 3 in th morning. lots of people went. dont remember how many. lots just lots. a lot of red and screaming. brah ended up not playing his drums, but instead ended up cleaning the garbage left behind by beasts JAJAAJ felt bad so helped out a little. game was crazy. i like ;) &lt;br /&gt;so tired. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXfPa5u4YI/AAAAAAAAAG0/56YFyOBRazg/s1600/IMG_2562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXfPa5u4YI/AAAAAAAAAG0/56YFyOBRazg/s320/IMG_2562.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482533577405948290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; they closed off streets :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXgIcfSrlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jPMH_8Hsx-M/s1600/IMG_2581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXgIcfSrlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/jPMH_8Hsx-M/s320/IMG_2581.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482534557084462674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXgyDcdYkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PDfEUvebV4I/s1600/IMG_2604.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXgyDcdYkI/AAAAAAAAAHE/PDfEUvebV4I/s320/IMG_2604.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482535271916200514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXhju-8KHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VyDsHjUP64k/s1600/IMG_2605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXhju-8KHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VyDsHjUP64k/s320/IMG_2605.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482536125417138290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came home hella tired. slept one or two hours. had to wake up really early to go get some free stuff at garden grove ;) since ive been craiglisting like crazy, i found an ad advertising free stuff at a huge storage full of donations new and used. oh man it was crazy. there was lots of stuff for super cheap and free. &lt;br /&gt;anyways. left early went to pick up skimster aka snorlax. and headed towards gg. found lots of useful and new stufff. wandered around the place for an hour nd half and left. we was crazy hungries so ate a mandoorang. i get me some bleehhh ddonkasuu and skim had jjajangmyun. yummies. then we came to my house. chilled for a little and then went to skim's verizon store to fix her trackball. they did it for free. after that, i took her home. i went home. i chilled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXiS5I0OVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SvuBBBMEQvY/s1600/IMG_2612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXiS5I0OVI/AAAAAAAAAHU/SvuBBBMEQvY/s320/IMG_2612.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482536935596767570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXjQk1psFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VQrqEw68o80/s1600/IMG_2620.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXjQk1psFI/AAAAAAAAAHc/VQrqEw68o80/s320/IMG_2620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482537995299565650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXj5JCEOsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/v_GbexR1SDM/s1600/IMG_2621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXj5JCEOsI/AAAAAAAAAHk/v_GbexR1SDM/s320/IMG_2621.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482538692210080450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chilled with grandparents again jejejee. love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today woke up early. paige came a little late. but got to erside on time for the sunday service. saw annie and irene :) &lt;br /&gt;basically almost no one came except for the staff there me, paige, jesse, her friend i forger her name and ian. but it was a good sunday service. &lt;br /&gt;got to see eli :) cute baby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home. paige chillaxed at my crib for a little then left home. i chillax for a little and then went to pick up skim at home. then go to pick up paige. went to downtown disney. everything was so expensive there that we just picked mexican food. paige and skim had tacos. i had wezel prezel i dont know how to spell that. we meet mulan there! the point of going to dt disney was to meet up with mulan though. since she was here with the fambam to enjoy some disney time, so she made a little time for us to chill. we went to a couple of stoores and played around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXk2lpJb_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0IdeYVC_4jo/s1600/IMG_2631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXk2lpJb_I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0IdeYVC_4jo/s320/IMG_2631.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482539747862212594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXlqmqHAbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/J005raAqo-A/s1600/IMG_2648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXlqmqHAbI/AAAAAAAAAH0/J005raAqo-A/s320/IMG_2648.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482540641487880626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXmi4cYZOI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Swgd47dxjcY/s1600/IMG_2651.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXmi4cYZOI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Swgd47dxjcY/s320/IMG_2651.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482541608334812386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXm9Za0n6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/A5AiNsegKpM/s1600/IMG_2665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXm9Za0n6I/AAAAAAAAAIE/A5AiNsegKpM/s320/IMG_2665.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482542063863242658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the fireworks until we parted. mulan left. and me paige and skim went to sephora to just look around. then drop off paige at home and then skim home. &lt;br /&gt;oh happy day. &lt;br /&gt;longish kinda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXoCKyCGgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HV9wN8xhuP0/s1600/IMG_2683.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXoCKyCGgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/HV9wN8xhuP0/s320/IMG_2683.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482543245345036802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXozpd4wsI/AAAAAAAAAIU/JBwItgavOb0/s1600/IMG_2716.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBXozpd4wsI/AAAAAAAAAIU/JBwItgavOb0/s320/IMG_2716.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482544095395627714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. my pictures suck a lot. i dont really know how to work this thing at all. i think i might have gotten a little better though ;) cuz ive been taking more pictures. actually its a daily kinda thing now. i hope to learn once i return to berks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;korea will lose to argentina. its ok though because argetina is chile's neighbor. so they be cool. actually argetina stole a lot of chile's land, so actually i dont like them. man why does korea have to play against argentina. ohh guu rae. ㅠ_ㅠ mehhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leaving to berkeley soon. :( i was getting used to home. manmanmanmanmanmanm. i think i might cry. i really really like my grandparents soo soo much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a back problem. mommy said. dont sit like that. in the future, when you get older, you will have back problems. hmm the future is now. i shoulda listened to my umma. man. i love umma so much. i never realized how much i loved my family until i went to college. or at least until i finished a year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann. i havent met so many people yet. and im leaving so soon. 4 days is not enough :( mann. i just keep on thinking how much ima miss my grandparents. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont really know what i will do with my last couple of days at home. maybe i should hang out with my grandparents the whole time. no maybe ill get too attached. whatever. i like them too much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look really scary with black eyeliner. i look emo. goth. and i get itchy skin after i put makeup on. dislike. man major pimple hurtage on the forehead :/ &lt;br /&gt;ook im thirsty. &lt;br /&gt;im out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--i got lost a million times today. trying to get to paige's house. and trying to get off the 91 to get to the 57. yay to gettting lost even with a gps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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this during break time at socal homeness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brahh is frantically looking for his ipod. he gota dig. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;koreaa vs. greece in t-5 hours ish? mann. hmm im excited and anxious i guess. cuz if they lose ima be sad. i dont know if ill be able to watch it since its at 4 in the morning and i certainly think sleeping is a priority over watching the game. i guess im not fanatic enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today. woke up. ate lamen and kimchee. went to jiyun's store again. man cashierring is hella fun. just is. worked there for about 5 hours? in between went to pick up omething at buena park mall. &lt;br /&gt;came home, ate dinner and chilled with the grandparents again. :) they make me smile, laugh so much. i love them :D &lt;br /&gt;my friends were gona take me to a casino today. hmm. i bailed cuz i wanted to hang with the grandparents. im so nice. jk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brah is going to perform his korean drumming thing in LA for the korea something radio. they all watching the game all together or something and my brother has to cheer by drumming? hmm yeah. he has to go to LA at 3 in the morning :( i feel bad for him cuz he be losin some sleepy time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope korea win. hwwaiting dae han min goo! ohh wait. korea won. already. ;) siiiike. i knows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a craigslisting freak. both me and skim. but its fun. and... adddicting now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annyoung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5425543002708337423?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5425543002708337423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/lost-cause.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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yeahh. exactly. how? i doont know. i woke up today at 9 10? ish... with no alarm clock nor human alarm. which is hella wierd because i slept at like 3 something. very unusual. something about my house... that makes me wake up early. ;aldkfj blahe hlkjdf lkajdf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhh i got a nice free ikea desk on craigslist! its actually in norcal, so i asked ivanka to get it for me. ahh man. i feel bad and so thankful at teh same time. the thing desk is not tooo shaby. pretty good shape. check it out. ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBH1zKbBzcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/au4YVgX0Svc/s1600/my+free+desk+ikea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBH1zKbBzcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/au4YVgX0Svc/s320/my+free+desk+ikea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481432480806456770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; spiffyyynesss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stared at 2 screen for 3 or 4 hours.. mann. i am being so unproductive these days.. im sad. :( i should atleast read or do something. something something. just do it. &lt;br /&gt;had lunch date with the grandparents and my mom at souplantation :) it was pretty good. and healthy i must say. went back home and chillaxed at home with the grandparents. layed down on the couch and knocked out. food coma. for about 2 hours. satisfying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paige came over my house again. at 6. we was suppose to pick up sara, but fail. she fails again. but its ok. we gona see her soon anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me paige ate dinner. then we started on a our secret project. jk. not that secret i guess. we made cards for ashton, mulan and kelly. still have to make more. took us about 3 hours to make 3. havent made one of these in an awful long time.  ok &lt;br /&gt;end of day. period. very mellow day. blehhhhhhhhhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBHvfBcGRuI/AAAAAAAAAGM/kbNnOS0CxnM/s320/IMG_2549.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481425537727874786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBHwpysJJyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ae_Dvf5l7uA/s1600/IMG_2551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBHwpysJJyI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ae_Dvf5l7uA/s320/IMG_2551.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481426822258829090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBHxL2TijAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/bBOjwQt8IVU/s1600/IMG_2550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBHxL2TijAI/AAAAAAAAAGc/bBOjwQt8IVU/s320/IMG_2550.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481427407344929794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBHxwtPZarI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IF270RgQ93Y/s1600/IMG_2552.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBHxwtPZarI/AAAAAAAAAGk/IF270RgQ93Y/s320/IMG_2552.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481428040566794930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laely, been watching hella old shows. &lt;br /&gt;kim possible. the jetsons, the cosby show, sabrina the teenage witch, rugrats?? ! yeahh. the nanny. man . i gota stop. i watch these only at 1 - 2 in the morning. excuse to no go sleepytime. i should just sleeep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1210308867499010646?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1210308867499010646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/hellow-mellow.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1210308867499010646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1210308867499010646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/hellow-mellow.html' title='hellow mellow.'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBH1zKbBzcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/au4YVgX0Svc/s72-c/my+free+desk+ikea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4357227655631093811</id><published>2010-06-09T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T00:13:52.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>craigslist, lost souls, shrek</title><content type='html'>i am obsessed with craigslist? &lt;br /&gt;i think so. &lt;br /&gt;ive been checking craigslist non stop ever since 3 days ago? starting with the phone, then starting with jewelry and then clothes and now, furniture section... actually more like free stuff for apartment. hope to find something good. actually i dont even know if it will fit in the car. eh whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up took shower. mommy bought in n out. stared at screen for 2 hours. paige came. we went to pick up skimster. then went to brea mall. again. well actually this time i wanted to fix my ipod. well. my ipod is hm. dead. hard drive collapsed. hmmm must have been all those times it dropped while i was on the treadmill. :( aish. i need to find me a new one. i only have shuffles and nanos. but i want a classic or an itouch. more comfy i guess. weeell. since we were at the apple store afterall, me paige and sara decided to try out the new ipads. i dont like. but whatever we raced each other. jaja. pretty fun. good laugh. good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to tokyo cute store and bought a couple of things. man i really like that store. :D then we was spontaneous and out of nowhere decided to go to garden grove to fix sara's trackball on her blackberry. but the craigslist guy who was suppose to fix it, wouldn't pick up the phone, so we went to garden grove for nothin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mannn blackberrys are the bombshizzle. internet is so convenient. i looked up on craigslist another cell phone repair place and called them up. this place was in anaheim, on lincoln street. tried using blackberry gps, but instead of going with the gps, i decided to take the 91 instead of going local, which totally screwed us over. we got lost a couple of times, until finally after an hour, we found lincoln. sadness. when we arrived. the place was closed. ARGGGGGGGGGGG. it actually closed right when we arrived :( im a smartie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home. bought some little ceasar's $5 pizza and breadstick. good shizzle. i mean pizza for $5? good stuff. dropped sara off at home. me and paige came home, ate pizza. and tried working on our secret surprise for some ppl in norcal. but to no avail. we fail. nothing done. paige left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBCNmN2l_SI/AAAAAAAAAFs/S-I70UFKMvA/s1600/IMG_2530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBCNmN2l_SI/AAAAAAAAAFs/S-I70UFKMvA/s320/IMG_2530.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481036434203082018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;our pizza party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBCORGwt5uI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ry4yr-CSLnQ/s1600/IMG_2532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBCORGwt5uI/AAAAAAAAAF0/Ry4yr-CSLnQ/s320/IMG_2532.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481037171033761506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;paige is a freak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shrek: the final chapter is good. notbad. its a gloomy, scarier version of any shrek out there, but i gota say its better than the first, second, third? one. WATCH IT. its good :) now cannot wait for toy story 3. cheyaaaaaaaa. boi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent seen socal friends for a while now :/ should call up some people. but i really feel hella lazy right now. sleezeeey. need to be more productive. going kayaking this week fooshooo. maybe this saturday? we best. ive been waiting so long. i also wana go bungee jumping. and skydiving. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking of getting a flickr. but i is not sure yet. &lt;br /&gt;i dont think ive ever been just caught in the moment. just sayin. &lt;br /&gt;i enjoy brushing my teeth. a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4357227655631093811?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4357227655631093811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TBCNmN2l_SI/AAAAAAAAAFs/S-I70UFKMvA/s72-c/IMG_2530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-3384331494555818053</id><published>2010-06-09T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T01:11:06.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wierd weather</title><content type='html'>woke up so early . early as in 9 30. with no alarm. thats cuz i knocked out yesterday after six flags. &lt;br /&gt;man i love my grandparents. &lt;br /&gt;i didnt do much today. except for buying a blackberry. &lt;br /&gt;:DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD&lt;br /&gt;finally have a freakin AMERICAN phone. yeyah.&lt;br /&gt;its a temporary phone. not really. i bought it, but will get another one this jan when plan ends. :)&lt;br /&gt;the only reason i got a phone was because i lost my phone charger ... my korean phone charger -___- which i cannot find anywhere else. :( so i had to get a phone asap. so yeah that is the phone story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways i we were suppose to do dt. me sara paige. but sara bailed. nah jk. something came up. so i went to pick up paige and then we went to pick up my blackberry :) came back to my house ate yummy lunch my mommy made. :) we chillax more at my house then we went to brea mall. paige bought jeans. i bought nothing. &lt;br /&gt;drop paige off at her home. then came home. &lt;br /&gt;hung out with my cool grandparents! &lt;br /&gt;man i love hanging out with my grandparents so much! &lt;br /&gt;i will ditch my friends for my grandparents any time baby! :P &lt;br /&gt;no foreals. i will. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm some people in my life are going through hard times :( i should pray really hard for them. mann so much hurting right now :( &lt;br /&gt;longg phone call with a friend. &lt;br /&gt;random bruise on my leg. six flags how dare you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather is sluggish. and then sunny. then grayying. the weather is having some issues. i dislike. &lt;br /&gt;good nighers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-3384331494555818053?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/3384331494555818053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/wierd-weather.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3384331494555818053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/3384331494555818053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/wierd-weather.html' title='wierd weather'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-8742321055474144063</id><published>2010-06-07T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T23:35:58.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>six flags</title><content type='html'>woke up at 7 am. this is the earliest i have ever woken up this year. that means the last time i woke up this early was last year O.O. yeah seriously man. whatever. &lt;br /&gt;paige come pick me up at like 8. we go to six flags. &lt;br /&gt;have long day at six flags. &lt;br /&gt;fun. good to see everyone. very happy. &lt;br /&gt;left at 6. &lt;br /&gt;paige drop me off at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the face of my grandparents when we saw each other as soon as i entered home. :) priceless. man. i never knew how funny my harabuhji was. too funny. i really like him a lot. it feels like i met them all over again. since the last time i saw them was 10 years ago. man im happy. :) i hope to spend as much time as i can with them before i go back up to berkeley. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i signed up for a class. but i be waitlisted. yay. &lt;br /&gt;the office is stupid. &lt;br /&gt;since my phone charger is no longer alive, i am in search of a blackberry. tomorrow i will def. be introducin my new phone. &lt;br /&gt;ok :) bye bye.&lt;br /&gt;i be knockin out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-8742321055474144063?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4856505778687106198</id><published>2010-06-06T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T22:58:45.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too hot for the ice</title><content type='html'>man. what the. i need to go to berkeley as soon as possible. this heat madneesss i cant handle it. :( baaaahaaaaaaaha. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday. i woke up and went to jiyun's store again. to help her out as cashier. its actually supah fun. ate lunch at a mexican restaurant. quesadilla is a thriller. stayed there for a couple of hours. at about 7 30 i went back home. vivian came to pick me up. we went to uci to pick up joyce. decided to eat guppies in irvine, so went to this tc ish kinda place . there be a guppies? guppy's? 85 degree bakery, lollicup, sushi places. ok all in all it was asian town. all over asian people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irvine be a smooth city. its suppose to be one of the nicest, safest city to live in. i also heard that whenever they spot a bum on the streets of irvine, they pick up the bum and drop the bum at a nearby city. jejejejejeje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywayyyys. guppys was too full, hate the service. tried lollicup, but that place was like ginormous wait, so bye bye irvine. decided to go to lollipcup in dtown fullerton. had boba. popcorn chicken. went back to rent a movie at redbox. worse movie ever. meadowwood? dang that adjf;alfj was crap . had nothing better to do so decided to go kill some time before picking up vivian's bro from prom. so decided to hit up the nrb. sang good stuff for an hour. went to pick up vivian's brah. went back to vivian's house to talk and laugh for a good 3 hours? and then went to sleep at freaggin 6 in teh mornin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to sweaty skins rubbing against each other. JAJAJA. YAh.pretty ewww right thurr. well cuz vivian me joyce slept on a queen bed, so go figure. man it was hella hot. woke up at 12, ate kimchibokum made by viv's halmoni. and watched the meadowood movie, which sucked to the point of stabbing the bear next to you and watch it die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viv gave me ride home and then left with joyce to i. then blah blah blah. came back home took a shower and helped or at least tried to clean the house.. but i think no good :(jaja. cuz i suck at cleaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeyaaaaaa. halmoni and harabuhji coming tomorrow ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man too hot. madnesss. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to sleep early.. but just woke up from a 2 hour nap :( soo not sleepy. aish freakin hot ah maah gashhhhh. &lt;br /&gt;bye bye&lt;br /&gt;six flagss tomorrow . weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4856505778687106198?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4856505778687106198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/too-hot-for-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4856505778687106198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4856505778687106198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/too-hot-for-ice.html' title='too hot for the ice'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6630046037947836339</id><published>2010-06-04T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T00:51:33.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>riverside</title><content type='html'>woke up at 9 30 took shower. like always. duhh. man i cannot live one day without taking a shower in the morning. i mean that would be like death. ok jk. not death, but you know, how can people live knowing they didnt shower that morning?! ... crazy people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left home at around 10 40 to jiyun's store in stanton. i love her store. its full of hella cheap stuff and i get them for free most of the times :P ehhhhhhhhhseeeee. helped out..cashiered for about 3 hours. had some of her food in her store. had some quesadilla for lunch :) twas yummmy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left her store at about 2 30, went to pick up mah brahh at school. then went home. mongolian beef came first and about 5 min after.. paige arrived. at 3 40 we left my home in route to riverside. mannnnnnnnn 91 e had major traffic mannnnnnnnn. like seriously 40 min breaking and accelerating x 100000 . :(((( ewwwwwwww. &lt;br /&gt;but we got there at about 5? upon arrival, we found people already in the house. not at steve and eunice's house, but at jasper's and i dont remember who else lives there. the only thing i remember about their house is that they have a hella nice pool MAN. DID i say HELLa NICE big POOL. and jasper has a PINK room. jejjeje. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn55McFodI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VRr5DIq-c9o/s1600/first+riversidebible+study+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn55McFodI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VRr5DIq-c9o/s320/first+riversidebible+study+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479185182659813842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn4edsbs6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Mr--etBotrM/s1600/first+riversidebible+study+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn4edsbs6I/AAAAAAAAAE0/Mr--etBotrM/s320/first+riversidebible+study+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479183623923676066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; there was a man on the freeway with drumming sticks hitting on the steering wheel and listening to his thing. i dont know. it was funny. and we loled in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn6mlpdOoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hBURMMpnHTI/s1600/first+riversidebible+study+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn6mlpdOoI/AAAAAAAAAFE/hBURMMpnHTI/s320/first+riversidebible+study+008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479185962520885890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; JAJAJAJAAJAJAAJAJAJAJA. PICK YOUR FAT BOIII. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn7rPzR-yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pQCLKCdtnno/s1600/first+riversidebible+study+014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn7rPzR-yI/AAAAAAAAAFM/pQCLKCdtnno/s320/first+riversidebible+study+014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479187142067485474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; some praxis, some davis:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn8hdfbx8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/feG_xoasG5A/s1600/first+riversidebible+study+016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn8hdfbx8I/AAAAAAAAAFU/feG_xoasG5A/s320/first+riversidebible+study+016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479188073455273922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; king kong shower xD &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn9RYx6P7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/K8bvLSQJqto/s1600/first+riversidebible+study+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn9RYx6P7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/K8bvLSQJqto/s320/first+riversidebible+study+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479188896824311730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the three freeshmenn (aheeeem, s oo... ph..mor...ess)at the bible study.8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn-SsrxrZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PI_RMx_dYvo/s1600/first+riversidebible+study+021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn-SsrxrZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/PI_RMx_dYvo/s320/first+riversidebible+study+021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479190018858790290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my car :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner we had some ALBONDIGAS. rice and salad. then bible study. and then we had ice breakers and then snacks and then KING KONG SHOWER :) yayayayaayayayayayayayyayaya. funneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeessssssssss. tight stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left at 10 ish and arrivess at my house at 11 ish? mongolian beef left and paige's sis came to pick her up. all in all it was a really good firsst bible study!!! it was really fun. no joke. fun. &lt;br /&gt;am thinking of going to church service but dont know yet. &lt;br /&gt;i need me some GOOOOOOOOOD holyneesss in my life! SOMe spiritualnesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is so FREAKIN HOT IN SOCAL. MANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN. AISHSHHH AR;LKAH;FJ;FJ;AJF FL;AJDF AJFL;JF;JF;AJFLA HATE THIS WEATHER L;KAJ;FJA;LFJALF AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. HATE IT . WANA GO TO BERK.JUST CUZ IT BE CHILLER MAN NOOOO SWAGGGGGGGG HERE. HOT HOT . I DONT LIKE IT!!!!!!!!!!! i d rather die freezing than melting or whatever. a;dfja;ljf;af aishhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6630046037947836339?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6630046037947836339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/riverside.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6630046037947836339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6630046037947836339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/riverside.html' title='riverside'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAn55McFodI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VRr5DIq-c9o/s72-c/first+riversidebible+study+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-6707166133594765185</id><published>2010-06-03T23:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T23:48:07.455-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody nose.</title><content type='html'>yessss. home all day. all day baby. all day. &lt;br /&gt;woke up fairly early for the first time ever. on my own. no alarm clock. its a first. 11 20. thats cuz i slept at 1 30am!!!!! wwwwwwwwwoooooohooooo me. this is the earliesst ive slept since who knows whenn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the day went to waste. &lt;br /&gt;printer broke so i couldnt send my transcript to bcc in order to get it cleared to sign up for r1b. coulda gone to fix my ipod. mehhhhhhhhhh. jeez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was only useful to my braah. once again, gave him a ride to and from archery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had mickey d'ss for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fail run. :( &lt;br /&gt;thirsty. need me some thirst quencher. &lt;br /&gt;was gona go to stanton, but change plans and will go tomorrow morning. &lt;br /&gt;need to desperately sign up for summer classe :( i hate myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i havent done anything productive today, i got a bloody nose. &lt;br /&gt;i had one on tuesday too. what is this. maybe i got some overproduced blood in my system. ive had the most bloody noses this year. :( &lt;br /&gt;time to donate bloood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok good night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-6707166133594765185?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/6707166133594765185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/bloody-nose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6707166133594765185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/6707166133594765185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/bloody-nose.html' title='bloody nose.'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-5544753193311234876</id><published>2010-06-02T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T00:06:32.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mandoorang</title><content type='html'>woke up early. met up with emchoh and joyce at mandoorang. place has variety. its pretty good. 5 thumpss up. YUMMMMYENEEEEESSSSS. sheriously. korean people from korea are quite ridonk. to the maxx. &lt;br /&gt;had good jjajangmyun and some lapokki. &lt;br /&gt;came back home. did nothing for a while maybe stare at a screen for a couple of hours. &lt;br /&gt;drove bra to and from archery. &lt;br /&gt;had in n out for dinner. &lt;br /&gt;RAN. for the first time in a month. dang hmmm. ima make it a goal to run every day, at least 3 miles a day. but my treadmill is hella wierd. its just wierd.&lt;br /&gt;im sick of computer and tv. &lt;br /&gt;friends want to go to the beach tomorro. i dont wana. sick of the beach already. jaja&lt;br /&gt;home alone with the brah. find it funny how my mommy is in san francisco right now when im not. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAij_dSDG0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/G1GxHn4a67A/s1600/mandoorang+w+joyce+emchoch+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAij_dSDG0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/G1GxHn4a67A/s320/mandoorang+w+joyce+emchoch+002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478809257283623746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it looks gross, but its not. it super yummylicious. i promise. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAiktTVOpyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/j3HZvixeYUo/s1600/mandoorang+w+joyce+emchoch+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAiktTVOpyI/AAAAAAAAAEk/j3HZvixeYUo/s320/mandoorang+w+joyce+emchoch+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478810044886591266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAilTFVolCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SYIsbN7kHtE/s1600/mandoorang+w+joyce+emchoch+027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAilTFVolCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/SYIsbN7kHtE/s320/mandoorang+w+joyce+emchoch+027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478810693965222946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry now -____-&lt;br /&gt;house feels kinda empty. &lt;br /&gt;if i dont sign up for summer classes tomorrow. i will give myself to the lions in africa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nails are too long. need to cut them. &lt;br /&gt;my hair is too long, need to cut it. &lt;br /&gt;need to go fix my broken ipod. &lt;br /&gt;man need to do so many things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;appa's day soon. i dont really know how to send flowers to chile. or order them. i mean there must be a way, but bet its hella expensive. but i will end up somehow getting a present for him on that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grandma and granpa coming next mondayyyyyyyyyy. yayyyyy. i havent seen them in 10 yearss. danggggg. i miss them so much. i kinda forgot how they look like. naahhh. ahh maybe they aged. who cares. ahhhhhhhh. so happyyyyy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also want to see my cousins from korea. :( not until next summer i guess. &lt;br /&gt;korea nex suummmmmerr :) cheyaaaaaboi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i expect to sleep before 1 30! ok hwaiting! hal soo ee suh! &lt;br /&gt;hope umma and jenny are having a good and safe time in norcal. and hope appa is having a safe and enjoyable work time in chile. pray for their safetey! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately, ive been craiglisting alot. hmm. for no reason i think. need a new memory card for my camera. limited to take only 250 pictures :( i also need to get a new bag for it cuz its been getting lots of scratches. stupid thief. stole my new camera bag :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annyoung.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-5544753193311234876?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/5544753193311234876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/mandoorang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5544753193311234876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/5544753193311234876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/mandoorang.html' title='mandoorang'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAij_dSDG0I/AAAAAAAAAEc/G1GxHn4a67A/s72-c/mandoorang+w+joyce+emchoch+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-4561028148410817546</id><published>2010-06-01T23:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:16:08.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cute stores, cute things. lovely</title><content type='html'>woke up at 11:55. &lt;br /&gt;shower. &lt;br /&gt;sara came to my house. 10 min later, paige came :) &lt;br /&gt;jaja. watched kdrama for about 30 min. then we went to hanamchain to eat lunch! &lt;br /&gt;yummy korean food! i had delish lapokki, sara had nengmyun and paige had uudong. &lt;br /&gt;then we went to a cute store treasure island. then we went to fancy plus. another cute store. hella cute. ahhhhhh. weak point: cute stuff. :P spent quite some time at fancy plus. paige wanted a cute notebook that she couldnt find at fancy plus, so we drove her to morning glory. spent some time there until she decided on a notebook. ah cute stuff. went back to hanamchain fancy plus because sara wanted to get another cute planner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYPB4plKlI/AAAAAAAAADs/9jwXsb-kWm0/s1600/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYPB4plKlI/AAAAAAAAADs/9jwXsb-kWm0/s320/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478082521803860562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sara frantically looking for the cute planner she saw before. i help her. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYP_Qk0WPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hAHkKcGC0iA/s1600/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYP_Qk0WPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hAHkKcGC0iA/s320/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478083576198355186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent some more time at treasure island and at another store adjacent to treasure island. bought my mom a tshirt and sara bought some too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYQtSSWyVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/my9cCJmZ3-4/s1600/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYQtSSWyVI/AAAAAAAAAD8/my9cCJmZ3-4/s320/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478084366931773778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; funniest t-shirt seen today. read read read read carefully. take a special look at the last word :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were suppose to meet mongolian beef at 5 ish at my house, but we lost track of time :( LN was at my house waiting, so i drove there speedy fast. :P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 of us went to starbucks to do dt's and catchup! dt was suprisingly really good today! hit me hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYRw1NmT8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/346TvqyUGZU/s1600/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYRw1NmT8I/AAAAAAAAAEE/346TvqyUGZU/s320/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478085527358296002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak." &lt;br /&gt;Mark 14:38&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYSW-KWM2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sjq1ra6dNEo/s1600/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYSW-KWM2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/sjq1ra6dNEo/s320/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478086182595605346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked some deep talk until dinner time! &lt;br /&gt;went to yoko to eat some bomb ddonkatsu :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYTJTgR-ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lzUS0S4-huM/s1600/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYTJTgR-ZI/AAAAAAAAAEU/lzUS0S4-huM/s320/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478087047318206866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we were leaving yokos in mongolian's car she went over the block that directs you to stop, when you park. man it was funny. then ellen goes "IM A GOOD DRIVER!" and then we crack up some more. i felt bad for her car, it took a pretty bad *tung hit on the bottom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we came back to my housie. sara got picked up by her mommy. then paige and LN stayed for about 40 min and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end . good nice hang out day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-4561028148410817546?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/4561028148410817546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/cute-stores-cute-things-lovely.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4561028148410817546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/4561028148410817546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/06/cute-stores-cute-things-lovely.html' title='cute stores, cute things. lovely'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAYPB4plKlI/AAAAAAAAADs/9jwXsb-kWm0/s72-c/day+with+sarapaigemongolbeef+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-220240253568906710.post-1196967167189396216</id><published>2010-05-31T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:04:24.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bodies of water</title><content type='html'>started my day by waking up super early. dislike. took a shower and got ready by 9.angela came to pick me up with her friend michelle kang, who looks exactly like my other friend michelle kang. psyyyche. we went to angela's house so she could get ready. andrew, paul and nina met us at angela's house. we left to go get some subway and by 10 we took off to the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7ZcfCoHI/AAAAAAAAADc/XOV3bW5sajU/s1600/beach+034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7ZcfCoHI/AAAAAAAAADc/XOV3bW5sajU/s320/beach+034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477709092606877810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7ZN3FryI/AAAAAAAAADU/ifth3QbBD9g/s1600/beach+033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7ZN3FryI/AAAAAAAAADU/ifth3QbBD9g/s320/beach+033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477709088681209634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7YcflcuI/AAAAAAAAADM/DKZo2Ahm7AA/s1600/beach+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7YcflcuI/AAAAAAAAADM/DKZo2Ahm7AA/s320/beach+006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477709075429290722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7Z3CD5mI/AAAAAAAAADk/PRKrZU5uGvA/s1600/beach+062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7Z3CD5mI/AAAAAAAAADk/PRKrZU5uGvA/s320/beach+062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477709099733083746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at newport beach at like 10:50 or something? but it took us 40 min to get parking. ridonc dude. i dont even know why we went to the beach because we never went in the water. it was too cold. stayed there until 2 30? angela decided to go to irvine to swim at her friend's pool, so we left. we got there and her friend wasnt even there. so she asked her friend's dad to let us in the community pool :P we went in, but we decided not to go in the water beause there were too many kiddies in the pool. went to irvine for nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then smarties decided to go to coyote hill's community pool. went to pick up grace cho at her homee. finally swamm for about an hour until we left to go eat at king taco in pico riviera ":P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some legit mexican food, but did not buy any because i dislike. &lt;br /&gt;left mexican place to subway. then went to angela's house again. took nap? &lt;br /&gt;left again to pick up melissa. noraebang. &lt;br /&gt;short time. then mandoorang. &lt;br /&gt;dangg long day. went to like 4 different citiess. im hella tired. &lt;br /&gt;i realized today, i really dislike people who smoke. suffocation. my clothes smell bad. aish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;angela---&gt;bad driver&lt;br /&gt;paulpak---&gt; anorexic&lt;br /&gt;andrew---&gt;ballin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/220240253568906710-1196967167189396216?l=songgina.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/feeds/1196967167189396216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/05/bodies-of-water.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1196967167189396216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/220240253568906710/posts/default/1196967167189396216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://songgina.blogspot.com/2010/05/bodies-of-water.html' title='bodies of water'/><author><name>beckysong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13132749148108323632</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/S4a9x_wqOYI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hUeEXOetbfw/S220/DSC00133.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NogX2myugys/TAS7ZcfCoHI/AAAAAAAAADc/XOV3bW5sajU/s72-c/beach+034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
