<?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-1544971708367780398</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:04:50.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause you are the sun in my universe. - melee</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-2372503164510630745</id><published>2009-03-31T00:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T00:50:06.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is the first day of my life.</title><content type='html'>err. spring quarter anyway. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had three classes today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humcorelecture at 11-1150&lt;br /&gt;psych 9b lecture at 2-320&lt;br /&gt;humcorediscussion at 4-520&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started playing catchphrase with the lovelies at around 1030.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then some &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whore&lt;/span&gt; called duty on us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poo on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did you expect in college?&lt;br /&gt;does a quiet dorm even exist?????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-2372503164510630745?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2372503164510630745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=2372503164510630745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2372503164510630745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2372503164510630745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/this-is-first-day-of-my-life.html' title='this is the first day of my life.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-9114847522356149934</id><published>2009-03-26T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:21:37.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pet peeve.</title><content type='html'>when people expect me to drop everything and be at their beck and call when they frackin' know i'm busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that this is one of the biggest pet peeves that i have. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that and i don't really like being told what to do, which probably explains my endless efforts to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stick-it-to-the-man&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i write this i'm watching a eharmony commercial on the tv. their latest special. allowing you to communicate with your match for a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i tempted to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sign up&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-9114847522356149934?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9114847522356149934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=9114847522356149934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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subscribing to quilt websites with my email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-2676300365823548994?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2676300365823548994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=2676300365823548994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2676300365823548994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2676300365823548994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/done.html' title='done.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-317928676655631370</id><published>2009-03-17T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:28:31.897-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>i should be studying for physics and humcore. but this is just so irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGc6AvM-4Sg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lGc6AvM-4Sg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do people like this exist?? but forreal. why the fuck is she in america then if she doesn't believe in what people are DYING for in iraq?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suppose ALL of us are going to hell then. including her and her 8 kids because she preaches hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn it's going to get a little crowded down there and a little lonely up in heaven.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-317928676655631370?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-5072919070537850350</id><published>2009-03-12T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:17:23.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;current wishlist. because i am a college student and can't afford to buy any of these things but it's FUN to think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;betta fish-already got him. :) his name is chomper and yes. he's GORJUSS.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i looked up the most popular mac lipsticks in korea and here's the list: lovelorn, please me, giddy, sandy b, peachstock, plink, and angel. HA. not getting those anytime soon. (hopefully mac pro is in my future..) oh and the grand duos. AND the sugarsweet collection coming out. ohhh. imma be broke soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;disney couture has caught my eye.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the kidada jones for disney couture wrap bracelet (white AND/OR purple) these are both&lt;br /&gt;the bambi versions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCc_xaCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yw7FXhDGZmo/s1600-h/KJB23zoom1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCc_xaCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yw7FXhDGZmo/s320/KJB23zoom1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443303859415074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCh1XewI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gMo2vBQa7-c/s1600-h/KJB23zoom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCh1XewI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gMo2vBQa7-c/s320/KJB23zoom3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443305157950210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXYEkzcQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YBBkqkKYGgg/s1600-h/1236648188_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXYEkzcQI/AAAAAAAAAE4/YBBkqkKYGgg/s320/1236648188_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443675260973314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCh1XewI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gMo2vBQa7-c/s1600-h/KJB23zoom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXX-W7vUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Y-_f9O3tiws/s1600-h/1236648177_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXX-W7vUI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Y-_f9O3tiws/s320/1236648177_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443673592184130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXX8ArnbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GwNy82mHNlE/s1600-h/1236648180_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXX8ArnbI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GwNy82mHNlE/s320/1236648180_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443672961981874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCh1XewI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gMo2vBQa7-c/s1600-h/KJB23zoom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the dream pave 3 stackable ring set. first is pink crystals, second one has 'a dream is a wish your heart makes' engraved, while the third is white crystals. with cinderella in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCoGlz_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/vWKFlpBd6s4/s1600-h/KJR21zoom2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCoGlz_I/AAAAAAAAAEY/vWKFlpBd6s4/s320/KJR21zoom2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443306840805362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCxgy50I/AAAAAAAAAEg/cWXZJg7FW_0/s1600-h/KJR21zoom3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCxgy50I/AAAAAAAAAEg/cWXZJg7FW_0/s320/KJR21zoom3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312443309366634306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-5072919070537850350?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5072919070537850350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=5072919070537850350' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/5072919070537850350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/5072919070537850350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/wishlist.html' title='wishlist.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbmXCc_xaCI/AAAAAAAAAEI/yw7FXhDGZmo/s72-c/KJB23zoom1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4864082667582375404</id><published>2009-03-11T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T03:41:06.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>i wanted to go to sleep early today. FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i ever stop drawing..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbeVM760qEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jqMyJCMZQjo/s1600-h/0311090328.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbeVM760qEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jqMyJCMZQjo/s320/0311090328.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311878334982170690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4864082667582375404?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4864082667582375404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4864082667582375404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4864082667582375404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4864082667582375404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SbeVM760qEI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jqMyJCMZQjo/s72-c/0311090328.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-8706387631739884818</id><published>2009-03-02T20:15:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T20:29:40.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last couple of months.</title><content type='html'>so. i was just thinking. what in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; have i been doing these last couple of months? it's all gone by so quick and my freshman year in college is almost done. weird huh? here's a recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;june&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i graduated. departed on an epic journey for a month and a week. stayed in korea for a month and then left to japan to visit my auntie for a week. began meeting people over facebook from UCI and signed up for spop (orientation).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;home sweet home&lt;/span&gt;. began to buy things for the dorm room. celebrated daddy's and uncle's half a century. ;) play with my people before they began to leave to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;august&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was hesitant at first about UCI. went to spop. fell in love with the school. began saying my good byes. was stuck with all of the UC kids doing nothing while everyone was flying away and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;september&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my roomie information (little did i know she was hella &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thug&lt;/span&gt;) just kidding. became incredibly nervous to move in. bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hella&lt;/span&gt; shit for the dorm room. moved into snow&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beezy&lt;/span&gt; the middle of the month and began week 0.  after officially starting school. fell knee deep in bio shit. had an epiphany and decided to do what i actually wanted to do. huge huge fights with the familia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;october&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turned legal. spent it with some of the greatest people i know. renewed my love for family. had HA HA halloween and spent it as a french girl cause i'm poor and can't buy costumes. witnessed the best costume ever-&gt;censored guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;november&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;began getting close to a couple of people. had hella crazy nights with future roomie a la nintendo ds mario kart &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;marathons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one word: THANKSGIVING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;experienced my first finals. it was hell. got a splendid 3 weeks of break where i did absolutely nothing. went to utah with familia, uncle's familia, and cousin's friend. experienced what dying must feel like. it was 17 degrees when it was the hottest..warmest..lukewarmest?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;january&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;began school again. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;february&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my permit (jesus, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;finally)&lt;/span&gt;. celebrated mama's birthday. got the okay from the parents to travel abroad at the beginning of my junior year in korea for 5 months. yesssssir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't remember most things. these are just what i came up with at the top of my head. it's been one hell of a year so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-8706387631739884818?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8706387631739884818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=8706387631739884818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/8706387631739884818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/8706387631739884818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/last-couple-of-months.html' title='last couple of months.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-9087051392485923818</id><published>2009-03-02T15:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:32:21.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>why are my arms so achey. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not a good feeling right now. and i have to finish my working draft by tonight so i can just play tomorrow night. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. off to humcore discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(got my confirmation for my lease next year. JCS are roomies FASHO &lt;3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-9087051392485923818?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9087051392485923818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=9087051392485923818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/9087051392485923818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/9087051392485923818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-2153775463823977064</id><published>2009-03-02T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:40:25.413-08:00</updated><title type='text'>gasp.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://zoomcc.richfx.com.edgesuite.net/zoomcc_stevemadden/image/media/TRINITIE_BLUSH_zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://zoomcc.richfx.com.edgesuite.net/zoomcc_stevemadden/image/media/TRINITIE_BLUSH_zoom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://zoomcc.richfx.com.edgesuite.net/zoomcc_stevemadden/image/media/VICIOUUS_BLACK-LEATHER_zoom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 500px;" src="http://zoomcc.richfx.com.edgesuite.net/zoomcc_stevemadden/image/media/VICIOUUS_BLACK-LEATHER_zoom.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i becoming a shoe whore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like the studded look as well as the nude colored pump. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to owl city-the saltwater room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week is going to be FUCKING bomb. i'm going to make damn sure of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-2153775463823977064?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2153775463823977064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=2153775463823977064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2153775463823977064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2153775463823977064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/gasp.html' title='gasp.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-1358643669008700376</id><published>2009-03-01T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:50:47.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=3089746&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/3089746"&gt;"Fidelity": Don't Divorce...&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/couragecampaign"&gt;Courage Campaign&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather be back at home. creeping around LM theatre to catch a glimpse of 2pm but instead i'm stuck in irvine. woe is me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1358643669008700376?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1358643669008700376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1358643669008700376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1358643669008700376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1358643669008700376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/03/fidelity-dont-divorce.html' title=''/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4014893982214849314</id><published>2009-02-26T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T20:53:18.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful love - the afters</title><content type='html'>lately i've been realizing that i have practically abandoned anything artsy fartsy. i haven't done anything like that for so long now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to draw.&lt;br /&gt;i used to paint.&lt;br /&gt;i used to compose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i even bought an incredibly overpriced sketchbook from the UCI bookstore to catalog my drawings as a college student but i only have but four sketches/doodles/crap in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i may enroll in a drawing class. i need it for GEs anyway. i need my mojo back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to start drawing more.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to start playing piano more.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to find my freaking holga whereever the hell it went after my korea/japan trip and TAKE PICTURES DAMNIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'maybe a greater thing will happen.' - the afters &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;beautiful love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4014893982214849314?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4014893982214849314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4014893982214849314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4014893982214849314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4014893982214849314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/beautiful-love-afters.html' title='beautiful love - the afters'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4325824575131653916</id><published>2009-02-13T03:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T03:21:56.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>only exciting thing that happened today was kaba auditions. and thanks to sitting on my ass for 5+ hours, my tailbone is officially &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inverted&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to go watch my baby lu audition with jie bear. got to see lots of familiar/famous faces. whoopee. wish christina aka bodacious booty was there. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like the 6th hour. stephanie came and gave me a gift from god. NATURE VALLEY OATS BARS. dayum. that was the best darn oat bar i've had in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just finished physics homework. debating on whether i should go to lecture tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought new earrings. i'm broke. i always tend to do that once the vendors roll in. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4325824575131653916?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4325824575131653916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4325824575131653916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4325824575131653916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4325824575131653916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4698642474207610987</id><published>2009-02-04T12:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:51:52.938-08:00</updated><title type='text'>soundtrack [korean version]</title><content type='html'>i'm bored. i should be studying. but i'm not. what can i say. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;driving or road trip: 비눈물 - 뜨거운 감자&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;waking up: 이바보 - Wonder Girls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;staying in on a rainy day: 고백하는 날 ACOUSTIC version - No Reply&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shopping: 어떡하죠 - 2AM, Love Fixer - 로지피피&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;good byes: 위로 - 김사랑, Good Night - Nell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;playing: 날봐 귀순 - 대성 of BIG BANG&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sad: neverland - 미로밴드, 차마 - 성시경, 울컥 - 알리, 안되나요 - 휘성, 그리움 - 이바디&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;happy: it's okay - 언터쳐블 feat 화요비, Audition - 윤하, 홍두 i - 이해리, Vanilla Love - 이현지 feat 온유&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walking to class: 하루하루 - Big Bang, Lover Boy - Clazziquai, Love Mode - Clazziquai&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO BE CONTINUED..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4698642474207610987?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4698642474207610987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4698642474207610987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4698642474207610987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4698642474207610987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/soundtrack-korean-version.html' title='soundtrack [korean version]'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-763655824794171045</id><published>2009-02-04T09:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T09:41:17.085-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh college.</title><content type='html'>slept kinda late last night. have a midterm for humcore at 4 today. beezys be playing trance at fucking 9 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the college life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-763655824794171045?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/763655824794171045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=763655824794171045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/763655824794171045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/763655824794171045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-college.html' title='oh college.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-7868017282571463310</id><published>2009-01-28T00:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T00:28:02.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>handwriting analysis.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q22_1094009397.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Sophia uses judgment to make decisions. She is ruled by her head, not her heart. She is a cool, collected person who is usually unexpressive emotionally. Some may see her as unemotional. She does have emotions but has no need to express them. She is withdrawn into herself and enjoys being alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The circumstances when Sophia does express emotions include: extreme anger, extreme passion, and tremendous stress. If someone gets her mad enough to tell her off, she will not be sorry about it later. She puts a mark in her mind when someone angers her. She keeps track of these marks and when she hits that last mark she will let them know they have gone too far. She is ruled somewhat by self-interest. All her conclusions are made without outside emotional influence. She is very level-headed and will remain calm in an emergency situation. In a situation where other people might get hysterical, she has poise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sophia will work more efficiently if given space and time to be alone. She would rather not be surrounded by people constantly. In a relationship, she will show her love by the things she does rather than by the things she says. Saying "I love you" is not a needed routine because she feels her mate should already know. The only exception to this is if she has logically concluded that it is best for her mate to hear her express her love verbally.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sophia is not subject to emotional appeals. If someone is selling a product to her, they will need to present only the facts. They should present them from a standpoint of her sound judgment. She will not be taken in by an emotional story about someone else. She will meet emergencies without getting hysterical and she will always ask "Is this best for me?"&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q21_1094009295.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; People that write their letters in an average height and average size are moderate in their ability to interact socially. According to the data input, Sophia doesn't write too large or too small, indicating a balanced ability to be social and interact with others. &lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q23_1094009548.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Sophia is sensitive to criticism about her ideas and philosophies. She will sometimes worry what people will think if she tells them what she believes in. This doesn't mean she won't talk, or that she feels ashamed. It merely means she is sensitive to what others think, regarding her beliefs.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q24_1094009808.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Regarding honesty, she is basically honest with a tendency to lie in certain circumstances. This results from a combination of secretiveness (the desire to keep things private) and self deceit (the desire to not accept something in her life at the moment). She deliberately strays from or evades the truth. She feels the truth is not what she wants people to know. This is not always bad. Have you ever known a good secretary that could not say "the Boss isn't in", when the Boss is standing next to the phone? When Sophia is in a position that she can't find a truthful way out, she might prevaricate.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q20_1094009074.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Sophia has a desire for attention. People around Sophia will notice this need. She may fulfill this need by a variety of ways depending on her own character.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q26_1094010047.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; In reference to Sophia's mental abilities, she has a very investigating and creating mind. She investigates projects rapidly because she is curious about many things. She gets involved in many projects that seem good at the beginning, but she soon must slow down and look at all the angles. She probably gets too many things going at once. When Sophia slows down, then she becomes more creative than before. Since it takes time to be creative, she must slow down to do it. She then decides what projects she has time to finish. Thus she finishes at a slower pace than when she started the project.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She has the best of two kinds of minds. One is the quick investigating mind. The other is the creative mind. Her mind thinks quick and rapidly in the investigative mode. She can learn quicker, investigate more, and think faster. Sophia can then switch into her low gear. When she is in the slower mode, she can be creative, remember longer and stack facts in a logical manner. She is more logical this way and can climb mental mountains with a much better grip.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q27_1094010189.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Sophia's true self-image is unreasonably low. Someone once told Sophia that she wasn't a great and beautiful person, and she believed them. Sophia also has a fear that she might fail if she takes large risks. Therefore she resists setting her goals too high, risking failure. She doesn't have the internal confidence that frees her to take risks and chance failure. Sophia is capable of accomplishing much more than she is presently achieving. All this relates to her self-esteem. Sophia's self-concept is artificially low. Sophia will stay in a bad situation much too long... why? Because she is afraid that if she makes a change, it might get worse. It is hard for Sophia to plan too far into the future. She kind of takes things on a day to day basis. She may tell you her dreams but she is living in today, with a fear of making a change. No matter how loud she speaks, look at her actions. This is perhaps the biggest single barrier to happiness people not believing in and loving themselves. Sophia is an example of someone living with a low self-image, because their innate self-confidence was broken.&lt;/p&gt;                           &lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.handwritingwizard.com/images/answers/q31_1094010938.jpeg" alt="" /&gt; Sophia has a healthy imagination and displays a fair amount of trust. She lets new people into her circle of friends. She uses her imagination to understand new ideas, things, and people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;_______________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pretty much true. :] handwritingwizard.com&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dude. i didn't know our physics paper was due this friday :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7868017282571463310?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7868017282571463310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7868017282571463310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7868017282571463310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7868017282571463310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/handwriting-analysis.html' title='handwriting analysis.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-6374500505093796488</id><published>2009-01-22T17:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T18:01:56.698-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blegh.</title><content type='html'>came home early because i think i have the stomach flu. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever "it" is, it's traveling throughout our whole hall. nastiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish my mom wasn't such a BIG MEANIE (i want to use other words to describe her but i will refrain). damn. all i ask for is ONE FUCKING BOOK because i don't want to pay a bajillion dollars to have it shipped from korea. i always send shit over there like MAC makeup because it's hella expensive and she doesn't complain then, but when i ask for one nine dollar book to be preordered and i even tell her that i'm willing to compensate for the price and shipping too she raises her damn voice and goes, "i'll think about it." which means a HELL NAW in korean-mom-anese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck that. i'm going to get my grubby fingers on tablo's pieces of you english version if it KILLS me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6374500505093796488?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6374500505093796488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6374500505093796488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6374500505093796488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6374500505093796488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/blegh.html' title='blegh.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-7067637127245073723</id><published>2009-01-16T22:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:11:28.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>three day weekend.</title><content type='html'>tgif forreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today. got a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cellphonenews.com/wp-content/uploads/lg_dare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 369px;" src="http://www.cellphonenews.com/wp-content/uploads/lg_dare.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the new baby. i'm going to make a felt case for it this weekend. yeah. so after some crazy ass humcore shit we had to get done this week, i could definitely use this three day weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planning to go shopping tomorrow. for summer dresses and some shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/57652432-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/57652432-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://chic.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pCHIC1-5462422t220x350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 350px;" src="http://chic.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pCHIC1-5462422t220x350.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7067637127245073723?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7067637127245073723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7067637127245073723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7067637127245073723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7067637127245073723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/three-day-weekend.html' title='three day weekend.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-9037233468226089023</id><published>2009-01-11T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:42:30.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>work that shee-et.</title><content type='html'>pa-chow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this weekend has gone too quickly. :[ i have to finish my physics warmup and humcore ideas draft for humcore but whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday i went to go get my nails did. no occasion. just felt like it. haha. a full set of acrylics with navy blue tips and silver lines. mmhm son. that's right. and i tipped big because they were super nice ladies. definitely am going back everytime i'm in LM. (jenny's nails on imperial. the one in the complex with arby's. LM kids know where it's at!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner for g-ma's birthday with the fam. got to see mostly everyone. i loveeeee spending time with family. basically when we get together. we talk about weird shit. funny shit. shit in general. with tons of cursing thrown in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the be-yest. i love my fam. after that i went to play with sarah unni and yuri. noraebang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't fuck around with karaoke yo. when you go with us. you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;sing. and you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;will&lt;/span&gt; enjoy it. that shit is intense. i always feel like i burn a million calories after singing and dancing with the fam. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast forward to today. woke up at around 11. went to go eat pho with mama and papa bear. one of the waiters there was quite studly looking. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yum. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and there were these guys from my senior class that were standing outside. i was like HA. i bet these bitches don't even go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom was like. they look like yang-ah-chee which is basically means a rebel but like those bitchy rebels. shit like that. and i was like. HAHAHA. they are. *serious look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to sam's club to go buy bottled water. i'm too busy/lazy for that brita shit. bought some ramen. also some frappucino's for nights like these. hahaha. it's only 11:30 and i'm tired. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. listening to notorious b.i.g. and i can't wait for boys over flowers to come out. kya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. gotta go work. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 o'clock lecture manana. WHOOPEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's okay. THREE DAY WEEKEND COMING UP AND I CAN GET A NEW PHONE TOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;and why is the weather trippin' balls??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-9037233468226089023?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9037233468226089023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=9037233468226089023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/9037233468226089023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/9037233468226089023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/work-that-shee-et.html' title='work that shee-et.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-1307319327332645115</id><published>2009-01-06T23:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T23:37:37.941-08:00</updated><title type='text'>agh.</title><content type='html'>so second day of winter quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i had humcore lecture at 11 to 11:50. then physics lecture from 1 to 1:50. and then humcore discussion from 3:30 to 4:50. and let me tell you. discussion leader for humcore was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we left, jie and i were like hell naw. we're switching this shit. so today, i had psychology lecture from 11 to 12:20. psych discussion got cancelled for today and so i went and changed discussion times with jie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what an adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to fill out those stupidass add/drop cards but it said to do it in pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we both didn't have pencils&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we were like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt; and went to the bookstore. i felt like a felon. we basically took the lead pencils and filled that shit out. we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;were  &lt;/span&gt;going to buy the pencils we used but then we took one look at the line and were like hell naw. because it's only week 1, day two, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hella&lt;/span&gt; people were getting their textbooks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. we finally got the discussion time switched after meeting with the humcore office lady and then taking that shit to the registrar at aldrich hall. so that was around 4 o'clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just chilling after finishing the physics warm up for tomorrow's lecture. watching shit with the roomie. and then i got a knock from jie saying that the new discussion leader had already emailed us with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFACK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's on the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BALL&lt;/span&gt;. yeah so we have a pre writing assignment for essay four which is due in like 3 frackin' weeks. omgaw. i wanted to cry. so i started it. luckily since we just switched in, me and jie are allowed to turn it in next monday with an ideas draft. ew. i never had to do that shit last quarter. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started the pre writing shit but got sick of the whole ethos, pathos, logos thing. so i ended up printing out lecture notes for tomorrow morning. and then read the first chapter for psychology. the lecture was hella funny. prof. hagedorn, i love him already. but omgaw. the first chapter was such a bitch to read. 26 frackin' pages of pointless shite. i wanted to cry. and it's only 11:35. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tolerance is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gone&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so for tomorrow. we switched into 9 o'clock lecture but eff that. we're going to keep going to the 11 o'clock one. we have it with the lovely lydia and jennifer. whoopee. and then we get to see crazy ass collins. i love that man and his little braid. hahaha. and then we get to see who this ever elusive prof. gunn is for a new discussion from 4 to 5:20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. imma need it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1307319327332645115?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1307319327332645115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1307319327332645115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1307319327332645115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1307319327332645115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/agh.html' title='agh.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-5672637686072644278</id><published>2009-01-04T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T01:48:26.247-08:00</updated><title type='text'>alas.</title><content type='html'>winter break has come to an end. and 2009 is here as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i go back to school. back to reality. and back to college fam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have homework due already. but don't really care until tomorrow. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new years with the fam is always a blast. had to do the nobody dance in order to GET MONEY. hahaha. and then played several intense rounds of cranium. haha. we frackin' lost!! and then went to cerritos mall in quest of buying christmas gifts for the college fam. haha. i know i know. we're slackers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've done a lot these past three days, regarding the fact that i was a hermit for winter break. i was/am still sick and i'm getting better just in time for school. whoopee. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i met up with the smartest guy i know aka matt estrada. haha. haven't seen this fool for awhile. went to starbucks and just chatted. and then at around four, met up with my favorite jew, justin, and ashley and some other people to go laser tagging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we don't fuck around with laser tagging people.&lt;br /&gt;we're out to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kill&lt;/span&gt;. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there we met some guy insisting  that he was a professional jedi/wizard. fucking weird. he kept holding onto us to show us some magic tricks. hahaha. it's the bey-yest. we then went to uptown fullerton i believe. i always get confused between fullerton and whittier. and went to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; best vintage shop i've ever been to in my whole life. i would've stayed all night and browsed if i could. i got a plaid shirt and then the steal of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIOR &lt;/span&gt;sweater for only twenty-two dollars. YAY. i'm such a brand name whore :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to dinner at some italian place that i couldn't pronounce right because jessica's a dick. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the game is RAPE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to birch and met up with matt again. tons of funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to cue and the arcade. got my ass whooped at those cute little two player games. :[ then went for quick cue-ing before i had to haul ass home. sigh. one thing i won't miss when i go back to the dorms. having to report where i was at all hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today i went to go buy presents. ended up seeing my current marc jacobs wallet in WHITE. aw shitters. ya'll know how much i love white. :[  my mom ended up buying it so we're going to trade off soon. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got tons of shit today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;shiseido lasting lift mascara&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;presents&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nail polish in a weirdass color&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;laura mercier flawless face kit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;MAC lipstick in snob&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and sophia brizzoke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i still need to pack. go buy some nail polish remover. love my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to look forward to this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;SEEING MY LOVERS TOMORROW&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;boys over flowers is starting on monday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walking my ass around everywhere. LET'S LOSE WEIGHT&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;g-ma's birthday on saturday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;and then next next saturday i get my new phone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BRING IT BITCHES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. i've decided the tattoos i want to get. they're very simple. just two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left wrist. lotus in white ink.&lt;br /&gt;left ribs. &lt;i&gt;Mais les yeux sont aveugles. Il faut chercher avec le cœur.&lt;/i&gt; which means, "but the eyes are blind. one must look with the heart." i'd probably want it styled after my own cursive or a font that is really simple. like times new roman. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the day for my new piercings is NEARING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-5672637686072644278?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5672637686072644278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=5672637686072644278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/5672637686072644278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/5672637686072644278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2009/01/alas.html' title='alas.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-9179100925503324754</id><published>2008-12-31T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T19:47:22.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new years eve.</title><content type='html'>while i watch the kimchi western "the good, the bad, and the weird," i decided to write some things down for the close of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of things happened this good year. i finally finished high school and graduated in june of 2008. and the following weekend i went on a one month and a week trip to korea and japan to visit the fam. after the trip i went to spop 9/orientation for my school of choice UCI. that was the beginning of my college life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met some really great people at orientation and then fastfoward to september. i moved into snowbourn(beezy) in middle earth and so began my college career. i can't believe that in only three months i have become so close with these people. i think living in the dorms was one of the best decisions that i have ever made. i had my doubts because i have no experience living with other people (no siblings), but it's been one of the best experiences of my life. i've sincerely met some of the greatest, most genuine people ever. i could honestly say that i'm probably going to grow old with these people as life long friends. i had some bad experiences with the fam regarding my major change. but i believe that even through all of this doubt and bad relations, my decision was made for the right reasons. and i have no doubt in my mind that things will turn out for the best. i am eternally grateful for being able to attend UCI for it has given me the opportunity to meet incredible people and decide on actions that will impact the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as always i am always eternally grateful to the fam. especially to my parents. even though we went through a  rough patch, i hope you guys know that although you may not agree now, this is what i truly want to do. and i'm going to try my damnest to make you guys proud. to my other relatives thank you for continually supporting me. i means a lot that you guys made it out to my graduation and continue to have interest in my education. to my cousins adrienne and sarah unni, thank you for making my senior year wonderful and the beginning of my college career enjoyable. i can tell you guys everything and you guys always know what to say when i'm feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my existing friends from high school. i love you guys with all of my heart. even though we're currently spread out across the country (literally) i can't imagine life without you guys. even though it's hard to meet up, know that i'm always thankful to have people like you guys by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all those reading, however few it may be. i truly wish that your 2008 was amazing and hope that 2009 has many more fabulous things in store.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-9179100925503324754?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9179100925503324754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-7265703445119227686</id><published>2008-12-29T21:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T21:39:04.717-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg. cramps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurt.&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;BAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7265703445119227686?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7265703445119227686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7265703445119227686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you guys know. i do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; like talking on the phone. hahaha. going back to snowbeezy on saturday. have to take my permit test somewhere in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTTA GET CRACKIN' ON XMAS GIFTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-5610023229798288378?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5610023229798288378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=5610023229798288378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/5610023229798288378'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;frackin'&lt;/span&gt; cold. like unbelivably cold. haha. 18 degrees and below FTW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom forgot my snow boots so i was stuck wearing my new minnetonkas that are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; built for snow or rain. hahaha. oh well. they survived. the feathers are jacked up but whatevs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go snowboarding. although they did try to convince me. hahaha. christmas was kinda just whatever. we left utah that day. and oh yeah. we have this family curse. where it &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always snows&lt;/span&gt; the last day when we are about to leave.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  ALWAYS&lt;/span&gt;. frackin' wonderful. and then like while we were on i-15 for like 6+ hours it was freakin' windy to boot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a SEMI THAT WAS FLIPPED ON ITS SIDE! dang. not what we wanted to see. but then again. i did sleep for like...5 hours. haha. we stopped north of the las vegas strip aka the shady ass part of LV and ate linner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;visited the new building we bought in victorville. (it has a tattoo parlor. suh-weeeeeet.) arrived in la palma and ate dinner. yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then the past two days i've been home i've been just vegetating. tomorrow i must go shopping for secret santa with the BESTIES&lt;3 and then start on everyone else's presents. you know how i do. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't help but miss my baybees back at school. :[ it's weird seeing everyone every frackin' hour of every frackin' day for three months and then BOOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. can't wait to get back. must pre-order books for winter quarter!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6001369282024322150?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6001369282024322150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6001369282024322150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6001369282024322150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6001369282024322150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/winter-break-update.html' title='winter break update.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-7239158875412288675</id><published>2008-12-20T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T05:23:11.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meditations on finals week&amp;college so far.</title><content type='html'>hm. third post in a day. that can't be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again. you have to account for me packing for the trip of death to utah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alas. winter quarter has snuck up behind me, grabbed my hair, and yanked a few strands out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it only seems like two weeks ago when my last final was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are some conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;no matter how hardcore you think high school finals are, college finals will PWN your ass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;everything is open 24 hours including starbucks on campus. THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;24 hour quiet hours are also enforced.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;study groups are bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no matter how much you cram for bio, you're still effed.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;there is no definite way to study for humanities core. NONE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;walking to starbucks at 2 in the morning with suitemate = LOVE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tea time with the future roomies are a must, even if it was in spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spiral bound notebooks for recopying lecture notes FTW.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;parents call less often because they think you're studying. i was actually napping thank you very much.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my day: 11:00AM get up; 11:45AM go eat breakfast; 12:00PM-5:00PM frolick/run errands/study sessions; 5:00PM-4:00 AM study and then sleep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the only good thing i liked about the bio department was that scantrons are provided!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stop staring at the book. knowledge doesn't work through osmosis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finals late nights at pippins are LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE. the two nights i went amassed in: chili dogs + a cup of cappuccino + a cup of coffee = a MASSIVE CRAMP; build your own nachos!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;in quiet ass irvine..hella people walking around at 4 in the damn morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;you're always going to want to cut the bitches that set the curve. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if you're lucky to have both your finals all in the same day, your ass is HOME SWEET HOME the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adieu&lt;/span&gt; finals. i hope we never meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7239158875412288675?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7239158875412288675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7239158875412288675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7239158875412288675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7239158875412288675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/meditations-on-finals-week-so-far.html' title='meditations on finals week&amp;college so far.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-1422035246053778596</id><published>2008-12-20T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:24:16.512-08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you hear me?</title><content type='html'>currently listening to can you hear me? part 2 sung by jang geun suk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy ass people at my house at 2 in the DAMN morning.&lt;br /&gt;oh drunk korean people are just loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw. i'm realistically supposed to be up in about two hours. on the freaking way to utah. for eight FUCKING hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. my to do list for utah trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend quality time with the fam&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;play mad gab and PWN&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get christmas gifts done&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;video blog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;take tons of pictures&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recommended listening? sondre lerche feat. regina spektor - hell no&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1422035246053778596?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1422035246053778596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1422035246053778596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1422035246053778596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1422035246053778596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/can-you-hear-me.html' title='can you hear me?'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-3243130180720452002</id><published>2008-12-19T20:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T21:02:17.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fall grades.</title><content type='html'>bio 93 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+humanities core lecture &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+humanities core discussion &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.8 GPA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not proud of the 2.8 but it brings me thismuch closer to changing majors. the minimum was 2.7 to change into the school of social sciences. but hey. first quarter of freshman year. i just have to do better next quarter. 16 units FTW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. NO ACADEMIC PROBATION. YAAAAAAAAAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-3243130180720452002?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3243130180720452002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=3243130180720452002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3243130180720452002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3243130180720452002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/fall-grades.html' title='fall grades.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-353607958824076564</id><published>2008-12-16T17:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:17:39.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not a good day.</title><content type='html'>first. i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second. i get my bio final grade and i thought it was out of 80 so i was like WHOOPEE. a c isn't bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only to find out that it was out of 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTERS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so either i'm not going to pass. or i'm going to pass by a frackin' miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i'm getting my hair cut tomorrow. and potentially a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-353607958824076564?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/353607958824076564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=353607958824076564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/353607958824076564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/353607958824076564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-good-day.html' title='not a good day.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-7519007055916464799</id><published>2008-12-08T01:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:14:05.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>finals week.</title><content type='html'>hm. so. everyone at uci looks like zombies. oh. how i love that everything is open twenty-four hours this whole week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was pretty fun. said we'd wake up at 8 but woke up at 9.&lt;br /&gt;ate breakfast with jess-el, julia, and alexandra.&lt;br /&gt;ate an omelet that took forever to make. (prejudiced against vegetarians!!)&lt;br /&gt;went on our adventure to turn in applications for VDC (vista del campo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;finding out that no shuttles run on saturday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;going around the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whole&lt;/span&gt; campus in the direction of the arc&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;jumped a partition thing and a brick wall&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;however. getting there. oh jeez. the lobby was gorgeous. looks just like a resort.&lt;br /&gt;studying.&lt;br /&gt;studying.&lt;br /&gt;larc review session 6-8&lt;br /&gt;then boning out.&lt;br /&gt;read all of the bluest eye and half of descartes meditations on first philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at nine today. went to go eat breakfast. had a waffle fiasco. (alexandra lol.)&lt;br /&gt;went to the humcore review session at the science library from one to four.&lt;br /&gt;came back.&lt;br /&gt;did nothing.&lt;br /&gt;then took an hour and a half nap.&lt;br /&gt;woke up and did last year's final that kramer posted.&lt;br /&gt;got my ass whooped by said final.&lt;br /&gt;watched the end of devil wears prada with my bay area hoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told my parents what i wanted for christmas. it's like the third year now that they just tell me to tell them what i want. i suppose it's a good thing. no money wasted on gifts that i won't use. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://adn.is.bluefly.com/mgen/Bluefly/prodImage.ms?productCode=212247000&amp;amp;width=340&amp;amp;height=408"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 408px;" src="http://adn.is.bluefly.com/mgen/Bluefly/prodImage.ms?productCode=212247000&amp;amp;width=340&amp;amp;height=408" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;a tufi duek chainlink purse from bluefly. i debated between the caramel color and the navy color. but felt that the navy went better with the gold hardware. reminds me of the marc jacobs stam. without the insane price tag. got this for a fairly good price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a feeling it just might become a staple for me. i like that it's simple. yet refined. one of those every day purses that will go with anything and everything. from the zoomed out picture, it just may be the leather type that i don't like. but we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and btw. imma make new years resolutions now. because i'm cool like that. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;lose fifteen pounds; you know those skinny bitches you always see, i want to be one of them. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;study like the nerd that i am; psychology major education minor FTW &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wear more makeup; i need to put my babies to good use&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;find a way to have pretty nails without sacrificing comfortable piano playing; vice versa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;put a little more effort into every day dressing; no to hoodies and jeans everyday&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a dang job; support the kids aka the habit aka my insane purse addiction&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;look above; save up to help parentals with rent for VDC &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;things to look forward to this coming week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;scholarship thing on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;; i'm saving this shit for a plane ticket to korea junior year. STUDY ABROAD BAY-BE.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1:30-3:30 bio final; sink or swim baby, sink or swim. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4-6 humanities core final; wow, a 30 minute gap. lucky me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;home free on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go visit high school &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go on shopping trip with my lovely (adrienne)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; someday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7519007055916464799?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7519007055916464799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7519007055916464799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7519007055916464799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7519007055916464799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/12/finals-week.html' title='finals week.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-6558765874003389773</id><published>2008-12-03T21:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T21:47:40.701-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2000 pounds of things.</title><content type='html'>bullet points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;vendors are here; bought a dress, necklace, earrings..so far...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;larc tutor: "i just want to throw vodka bottles to you when you're done with your last final!!"&lt;br /&gt;us: "..."&lt;br /&gt;larc tutor: "...or juice bottles."&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Potassium (K+) = AKON&lt;br /&gt;Sodium (Na+) = Crazy Fans&lt;br /&gt;Inside the Membrane = Concert Venue&lt;br /&gt;larc tutor: "NO. AKON IS ALREADY IN THERE!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;first dinner as a pescatarian: alu gobi, vegetable pansit, mashed potatoes, salad with tofu and mushrooms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talking about cosmopolitan and sex advice in humanities core discussion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ditching the very last lecture of the quarter for humanities core&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6558765874003389773?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6558765874003389773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6558765874003389773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;세상이 당신을 버렸다고 생각하지마라.&lt;br /&gt;세상이 당신을 가진적이 &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;없다&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;don't think that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt; has turned its back on you.&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; had you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;why do people get so caught up in things that are insignificant? you can pout and bitch all you want&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and yet you have to think, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what have you achieved?&lt;/span&gt; honestly. in this world. all i have is : me, myself, and i.  i embrace my independence. it's a damn blessing to be able to brush things off. i've learned it the hard way and certainly am not proud of how incredibly petty i was. what do you gain by picking fights with every person you disagree with?                       &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely nothing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is full of bitches, skanks, jackasses, and disappointments.  i'm just wasting my breath by talking shit and bitching about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what people think of me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care how they judge me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care that they made these judgements without truly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;knowing&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't care how these people seem to love forcing their opinions on other people.&lt;br /&gt;i know who i am.&lt;br /&gt;i know what i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;i know not everyone is going to like how i act.&lt;br /&gt;i know that i'm comfortable with that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;college is truly where you find yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-7888418175842955978</id><published>2008-11-29T18:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T18:06:26.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping day.</title><content type='html'>yesterday. i came home at 2 in the morning. chillin at alyssa's. i love seeing old friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to brea mall today with the marmar. had a whole bunch of coupons and shit that i didn't want to waste. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;urban decay book of shadows $45-&gt;$33 with $15 dollar off coupon (sephora)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;4 for $10 antibacterial collection + $12 lip gloss/scrub duo = $10 after coupon (bath and body works)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;plaid coat $37 (forever21)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cargo jacket/hoodie..thing $75-&gt;$45(foreign exchange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;two beanie/berets $11 (forlove21)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;good day people. goooooood day. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7888418175842955978?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7888418175842955978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7888418175842955978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7888418175842955978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://www.districtlines.com/designs/4285/sandwichsilverfoil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 550px;" src="http://www.districtlines.com/designs/4285/sandwichsilverfoil.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the infamous unforgivable video. "FOR FREE!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://media.hollyscoop.com/BlogImages/97675851---p_diddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://media.hollyscoop.com/BlogImages/97675851---p_diddy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no bitchassness." lol. motto for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-8727828212248365029?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8727828212248365029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=8727828212248365029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/8727828212248365029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/8727828212248365029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4798975600097530041</id><published>2008-11-23T16:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:20:18.461-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to do for this week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish (stupidass) persuasion. oh that jane austen/sparknote if i get desperate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;finish a draft/whole damn paper for prompt three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go exchange my jacket and sweats from bookstore (ALADDIN PANTS!!!) and get new ones!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get my grubby little hands on instyle magazine with robert pattinson like my life depends on it &lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fill out VDC application and send in $150 security deposit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go shop but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; on friday. eff that shit. too crazy for me. haha.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spend time with my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wonderful-better-than-your&lt;/span&gt; family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a damn permit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;winter quarter tuition due december 15 (what the EFFFFFFF?! already.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the eff. we're going to utah??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;what's in utah????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4798975600097530041?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4798975600097530041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4798975600097530041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4798975600097530041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4798975600097530041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/to-do-for-this-week.html' title='to do for this week.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-3344569063576590042</id><published>2008-11-22T16:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T16:20:55.965-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturdays.</title><content type='html'>came home yesterday and ate pho with my parents for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the chaser or choo gyuk ja (which is being remade WTF).&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you. that is one twisted ass movie. it's HELLA good though. i highly recommend it to anyone that likes thrillers. but yeah. i had to watch it on mute most of the time. it was a like a blatant mindfuck. let me tell you..ha jung woo is sexy..but a complete &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;psycho&lt;/span&gt; in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday night was fun. putting together those damn flowers together for wes was hard. but the show was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so so so&lt;/span&gt; amazing. it should be WES side story. lol. but seriously. uci barclay theatre puts on some hardcore productions. the set was amazing. the actors and actresses were amazing. let me tell you. girl who played maria had some lungs on her. watching orchestra play made me miss band. gasp. i know. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. i definitely miss playing in an ensemble now. maybe if i have more time i'll try out for one at our school someday. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you. pippin is really cute. (our commons for eating in middle earth.) we had thanksgiving dinner. it was really cute. we went as a hall and it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so legit&lt;/span&gt;. they had decorations galore. turkey. ham. stuffing. mashed potatoes. even caramel apples &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still have to read persuasion by austen and begin writing the bluest eye as well. sigh. slackerrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;playlist (for now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;october - eric whitacre&lt;br /&gt;free - sawajiri erika&lt;br /&gt;take a bow - gabe bondoc cover&lt;br /&gt;put your hands up for detroit - fedde le grand&lt;br /&gt;bruises - chairlift&lt;br /&gt;if i were a boy - beyonce&lt;br /&gt;총 맞은것처럼 (like i was shot) - baek ji young&lt;br /&gt;this modern love - bloc party&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-3344569063576590042?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3344569063576590042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=3344569063576590042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3344569063576590042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3344569063576590042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturdays.html' title='saturdays.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-6922551275316279398</id><published>2008-11-19T17:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T17:54:12.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>even though i probably won't watch this anytime soon (for fear of crazy teeny boppers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/user/LOCALS%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what.&lt;br /&gt;a.&lt;br /&gt;sexy.&lt;br /&gt;bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.fandango.com/r79.9.2/ImageRenderer/375/375/nox.jpg/116469/images/masterrepository/fandango/116469/t-09126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 250px;" src="http://images.fandango.com/r79.9.2/ImageRenderer/375/375/nox.jpg/116469/images/masterrepository/fandango/116469/t-09126.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;robert pattinson you have my heartttttttttttttttttttt. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6922551275316279398?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6922551275316279398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6922551275316279398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6922551275316279398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6922551275316279398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/even-though-i-probably-wont-watch-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-6510903198450051684</id><published>2008-11-18T09:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:48:56.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eff my LIFE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6510903198450051684?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6510903198450051684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6510903198450051684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6510903198450051684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6510903198450051684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/eff-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-3165616315523898347</id><published>2008-11-16T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T19:54:40.025-08:00</updated><title type='text'>life&amp;theuniverse.</title><content type='html'>so, i've finished my crack paper on aristotelian excellences and more specifically courage. well. yeah. i "finished."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear. if i have to read aristotle again, i just might burn the damn book. don't get me wrong. it's really really interesting. but have you ever tried parsing aristotle? it's damn near &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;impossible&lt;/span&gt;. he uses so many weird ass wordings it's so hard to get what he's saying the first time around. brilliant man but cheeze and macaroni, we're only freshmen in college. can't we just save this shit for later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so bio and humcore are both kicking my ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio 93. well you know. it's the whole reason why i'm switching my major. haha. this course is ridiculous. for me it's like shoooooot me!!!! hahaa. mondays, wednesdays, fridays lecture. tuesdays are discussions and larc tutoring. thursdays are larc tutoring again. bio is taking over my life. [insert scream here.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humcore. this class..sigh. i only took it because it's double the units and gets writing and some humanities courses out of the way. it's very interesting. i have a soft spot for philosophy and such. but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dang&lt;/span&gt; the prompts are ridic-uh-luss. i mean first paper, i had to write a 4-5 page paper on three damn pages of a speech. and let me tell you, the book is YEE BIG. it's like half the size of a regular 8 by 11 piece of paper. and oh yeah it's by freaking PLATO. damn these philosophers. having a freaking hilarious section leader makes it better but still. i'm dreading the 10 page research paper due at the end of this year. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so most of you know that i'm changing my major from bio sci to psychology. it makes me really excited because i feel like it's a huge step forward in making a life for myself.  the people over at NYU are really nice and i'm really excited to go into music therapy. the courses over there and prerequisites sound like a blast to take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to take this and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;run with it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-3165616315523898347?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3165616315523898347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=3165616315523898347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3165616315523898347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3165616315523898347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/life.html' title='life&amp;theuniverse.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-8266013281452332761</id><published>2008-11-16T12:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T12:49:53.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i support &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;love&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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stand people who can't accept themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been down the road where other people's opinions mattered so much that i lost my own identity. i once lived my life through other people. i've learned not to anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i am independent.&lt;/span&gt; people might mistake that for bitchiness. others may misinterpret this as being detached from my emotions. i'm merely comfortable with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i value opinions, but don't rely on them to make my own.&lt;br /&gt;i really don't give a damn what people say about me. they're wasting their damn breath bitching about me when i don't even care.&lt;br /&gt;i believe friendship is about compromise. i'll catch you when you slip up. i expect the same from you.&lt;br /&gt;i can handle constructive criticism. don't worry. i'm a big girl.&lt;br /&gt;i have really dry humor. when i crack a joke, don't take it up the ass.&lt;br /&gt;i know how to be a civil person. just because i don't like you, it doesn't mean we can't talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can we cut the bullshit? it's getting old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6925909503102347734?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6925909503102347734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6925909503102347734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6925909503102347734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6925909503102347734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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just felt strangely compelled. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;eff everything else. i just want the three other books now haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(i plan on sending my own secret in a bit.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-2377189581498740579?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2377189581498740579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=2377189581498740579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"for it is harder to face what is painful than to abstain from what is pleasant." &lt;/span&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aristotle, nichomachean ethics, book III, chapters 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;courageous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i can only hope that i lead a life where i live with absolutely no regrets. a life where i don't let people dictate the way i live.  a life where although i truly care for people, i don't let them sway me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"and she said whoa child. your back is straight. don't let her curve it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that way."&lt;br /&gt;-the jakes 'take me home'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this came to fruition while guzzling down &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;peppermint green milk tea&lt;/span&gt; with boba from cha for tea and reading about aristotelian excellences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-5141603515342426216?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5141603515342426216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=5141603515342426216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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dorms at 2ish. and then studied until 6. ate dinner. and then studied some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate midterm time. at least i have some time off on tuesday. discussion got canceled. whoopee. imma paint on brian's/my shirt on tuesday. arts and crafts &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 225px;" src="http://www.maccosmetics.com/images/products/MAEN03_261.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MAC little darlings in neutral. $29.50 edit// nvm. went to spectrum today and saw it in real life, it ain't worth it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20080517032947/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P214230/P214230_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20080517032947/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P214230/P214230_hero.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;laura mercier flawless face kit $65&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20081011032032/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P222106/P222106_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20081011032032/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P222106/P222106_hero.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;urban decay book of shadows $45&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bbw.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pBBW1-4812070dt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 340px;" src="http://bbw.imageg.net/graphics/product_images/pBBW1-4812070dt.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bath and body works : liplicious 2 in 1 moisturizing lipcolor and sugar scrub $12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20080919031203/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P2862/P2862_hero.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://a248.g.akamai.net/7/248/8278/20080919031203/www.sephora.com/assets/dyn/product/P2862/P2862_hero.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nars lipgloss in turkish delight, giza, bloodwork, and chihuahua $24&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mwahahaha. i need to find myself a sugar daddy. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAHHH. midterm manana. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7357062096162307283?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7357062096162307283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7357062096162307283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7357062096162307283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7357062096162307283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/wishlist.html' title='wishlist.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-3096706685748964338</id><published>2008-11-05T14:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T15:19:59.112-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>we should've expected this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. i voted yesterday for the first time in my life. i mean. i'm proud to say that i voted for obama and i voted NO against prop 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly. these people i'm talking to, observing. they're so ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look. whether you fucking like it or not, obama is going to be our president. deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is not muslim. no he doesn't have ties to terrorists. if you call him out on that, you're retarded because it's not TRUE. your idea of truth is distorted and you are&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; SEVERELY&lt;/span&gt; disillusioned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me sad to see shit like this as comments on Yahoo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="bd"&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Unfortunately the kool-aid drinking and uneducated populace that elected this terrorist loving, tax and spend socialist, in sheep's clothing, don't realize what they've done. At least, I said No to BO. I am the Rightguard against this BO! Long live the USA and not the U.S.S.A.!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;uh first of all. now you have just proved to everyone on the internet that you're a racist dumbfuck. kool-aid drinking and uneducated? wow. pot calling the kettle black. you are obviously too enraptured with your own EGO to look around and realize, WOW america is really fucking diverse. shit like that can get your ass beat around here. i am in no way making physical threats but i can't say the same for other people. other people are straight up SCARY. and spend socialist?? hmmmm. i wonder who approves all the spending. oh yeah. CONGRESS. there is no way in hell that you can get away with blaming one person for something. everyone contributed to this crisis and everyone&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; must &lt;/span&gt;contribute to help the country out of this crisis.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and prop 8. let me say. i voted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; because i believe in equal rights. i personally don't have anything against gay marriage. i personally have gay friends and it breaks my heart that they're never going to be able to say that they are wedded to whom they love. these people are not going to come and live with you once they get married. what is the big fucking deal? let's see the main arguments people have attacked me with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a) "you're not a true christian because the bible says gay marriage isn't allowed."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;well first of all. you're damn right, i'm not a christian. i'm agnostic. i was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once&lt;/span&gt; a christian. i began my education at a christian school. went to chapel every tuesdays and sundays. i've probably read more of the fucking bible than most of the so called "christians" i've encountered. now i'm an agnostic because i've lost faith &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt; the faith. i've seen too many hypocritical people claim to "want" to save me and then go condemn someone else to hell of a different religion. i choose not to be affiliated with people like that so suck it. second of all. the bible was not written for you to take it literally. it was written so it could be a basis and an example for you to draw your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;own individual&lt;/span&gt; morals from. fuck what everyone else says. you're basically just conforming to a bunch of hypocrites. (though i must admit, there are only a handful of christians that actually make sense and practice what they preach. i love them for it.) and besides if we listened to everything that the bible said, wouldn't incest be alright in our society?? for example: genesis 4 and the story of cain. adam and eve have cain and abel. cain kills abel. "Cain lay with his wife, and she became pregnant and gave birth to Enoch." WHOA. hold up. where did his wife come from? did she spontaneously combust upon earth? hmm. sound fishy? oh not enough information? too vagu?e here let me give you some more blatant evidence of incest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;genesis 20:11 story of abraham and sarah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Abraham replied, "I said to myself, 'There is surely no fear of God in this place, and they will kill me because of my wife.' &lt;span id="en-NIV-508" class="sup"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Besides,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; she really is my sister, the daughter of my father though not of my mother; and she became my wife&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah. read it and take it in. not even going to explain further.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;NEXT argument that i've heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"america is based on christian values. look at the pledge of allegiance."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmmm. unless my history teachers are all part of a conspiracy to brainwash the children of america, i learned that america was founded on the basis of religious freedom. yeah that's why they sailed over from england. oh yeah. this idea is also part of the constitution which is just a small little document that we base &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;every damn thing on&lt;/span&gt;. why are we making a constitutional amendment based on 52% of what the population in just CALIFORNIA thinks. 52% of the californian population is basically stating that homosexual people are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lesser&lt;/span&gt; of humans then we are. just because of their sexual preference. oh you say that that is not the case? well let's see. 52% of you guys are taking away people's rights. that must mean that they do not deserve them. who are we as people to give and take away rights? if you truly are a christian, you must believe that your God is the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ONLY&lt;/span&gt; one to judge people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink.“” (Romans 12:19-21)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is straight from your HOLY BIBLE. so you're saying that if you believe in the bible, you can forgive the same terrorists that killed countless people on september 11th because they're human, but you can't give fucking EQUAL RIGHTS to gay people? these rights aren't PRIVILEGES. they're the same ones we have!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it. is. ridiculous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;honestly my friend jie put it in the best words possible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"it feels like we took two steps forward with obama, and a step back with prop 8."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i just feel immense disappointment. best of luck for all of those going to the rally tonight. be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-3096706685748964338?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3096706685748964338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=3096706685748964338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3096706685748964338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3096706685748964338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-6668816175782530721</id><published>2008-11-03T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:06:47.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>housing.</title><content type='html'>dude. everyone in our fucking hall woke up at like 5:45 to do fucking housing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and their server is DOWN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so. we deal with it how any mature college student would do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we facebook it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SQ8cilPCqHI/AAAAAAAAADE/eTW12AGMQGI/s1600-h/lol+housing.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SQ8cilPCqHI/AAAAAAAAADE/eTW12AGMQGI/s400/lol+housing.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264457869855729778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit//9:00 pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. housing server was down, therefore we must do the same thing again on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i was just thinking. i feel like a lot of people back home are still kind of stuck in high school. like stuck with petty bullshit that doesn't even matter anymore. it's kinda ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate going through stupid shit over here too. it's retarded. and completely useless. it's like shiiiiiit. can we just get over it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6668816175782530721?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6668816175782530721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6668816175782530721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6668816175782530721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6668816175782530721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/11/housing.html' title='housing.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SQ8cilPCqHI/AAAAAAAAADE/eTW12AGMQGI/s72-c/lol+housing.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-8731953205557430211</id><published>2008-11-02T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:44:23.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the weekend.</title><content type='html'>hmm. so it's been a while since i've written here. mwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hmm. week 6 is here. almost done with the quarter already. quarter system definitely takes some getting used to but whatevs. i have part two of my bio midterm in a week. boo hoo. i'm avoiding sick people like the plague because i need to keep my health up. i need to KICK ASS on this midterm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. housing has become a big issue in our hall lately. VDC (vista del campo) is like the one i'm looking at with mi amiga jessel. we click. and i'm SUPER glad i met her. yeah. i'm waking up at freaking 5:30 to fill out the stupid application because i hear it's REALLY in demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dayummmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;college life. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-8731953205557430211?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8731953205557430211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=8731953205557430211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/8731953205557430211'/><link rel='self' 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basically. i was more than a little frustrated with him yesterday. i don't fucking understand how they're like, ' it's your life. we can't tell you what to do.' and then go ahead and say 'how do you know if you don't like bio? can't you just stay in it?' they're just fucking bitter because i don't want to save the world like the other 1199 bio majors. i only put bio as my major because i wanted to make them happy. i'm their only child and i didn't want to fuck up because they have no other chance to make it up. so for once i make a decision for myself and it feels like it blew up in my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty happy with my choice a couple of days ago, but my parents keep bringing me down. it just basically feels like me against the whole world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just feel really helpless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-7080062066770980713</id><published>2008-10-03T23:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:22:00.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the college life.</title><content type='html'>so week 1 has come to an end. not going to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate &lt;/span&gt;bio and chem. i surprisingly love love love humanities core. it's like roberts class all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to academic advising today. talking to her made me realize that i can't always be what my parents want me to be. i'm going to be eighteen in two weeks. it's time that i start taking my life into my own hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm most likely going to drop chem because it doesn't count towards my GEs. humcore is double the units so i'll have 12 units still. it'll give me more time to concentrate on the two classes i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; taking. i'll start taking introductory psychology courses winter and spring quarter. i'm super excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the first time since i've started college that i've felt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;free&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7080062066770980713?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7080062066770980713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7080062066770980713' title='0 Comments'/><link 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i've tried to keep up with this blog but i've been really bad. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm. so end of week 1 is coming. all i can really say is. i LOVE my humanities core lecture and discussion. the people are awesome. the professors are awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to bio lectures and discussions made me realize how much i HATE bio. it's really solidified that i want to switch majors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i definitely love the dorm life. i used to think that i'd hate it. but i really really love it. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my suitemates are bomb. my whole hall is HELLA fun. hahaha. i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no class tomorrow!!! (discussion got cancelled) imma go get my eyes checked though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes got worse.  :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1305598783467462256?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1305598783467462256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1305598783467462256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1305598783467462256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1305598783467462256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/10/awww-poop.html' title='awww poop.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-8114753398044704380</id><published>2008-09-28T14:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T14:27:45.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>story of my life.</title><content type='html'>name, Sophia Mee Yoo. born october 16, 1990 to Ran Mee and Chung Hu Yoo. first words spoken were in korean. attended stepping stones pre school. began to learn korean at korean school by way of being dragged there. attended crescent avenue christian school. began piano lessons at age five. went to george b. miller elementary school. loved her friends there. moved districts and went to hutchinson middle school in her town, la mirada. ended up at la mirada high school. joined their marching band, jazz band, choir, and AP music theory class. considered committing suicide twice during her high school career. once junior year, once senior year. quit piano lessons after twelve years to focus on school. applied to five schools her senior year. got into three. and decided to go to UCI. applied as a bio major. but secretly wanted to be a music therapy major at chapman university. moved into middle earth, snowbourn on september 20th, 2008. and here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things i've learned so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;there is nothing more important than family.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;music is not a waste of time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;education is not a waste of time.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never be afraid to try something new. you might hate it. you might love it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never give up pursuing something that you love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't mull over things. take it in and get over it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;people matter. but they should never get in the way of your own happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't disillusion yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;shit happens. learn from it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never forget where you came from. be proud of who you are and how it shaped you into the person you are today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never lose the strive to better yourself and learn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;find a positive outlet to express yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;always be grateful for what you have. you never know when it could be taken away.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cherish memories. but don't forget to make new ones.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;live. laugh. love.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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life.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-3078428321627484063</id><published>2008-09-24T14:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T14:41:41.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zUfONVpMn4Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zUfONVpMn4Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;story of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at uci anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-3078428321627484063?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3078428321627484063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=3078428321627484063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3078428321627484063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3078428321627484063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/story-of-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-3471672262653682824</id><published>2008-09-24T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T02:47:06.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>i'm experiencing a myriad of feelings right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to do a lot of fun things today. ate dinner with candace and alexandra. and then clara, audrey, hana, and some other fun people watched iron man. they did a huge screening of it in aldrich park. we sat on cardboard boxes and our butts hurt after awhile. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the middle/mesa mixer. it was basically a huge dance. it was pretty fun. got a little crazy towards the end. and then clara, hana, and audrey came over to my hall and hung out for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a little adrenaline. and not going to lie. a little disappointment. but tomorrow (or today?) is a new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;stercus accidit&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-3471672262653682824?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3471672262653682824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=3471672262653682824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3471672262653682824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3471672262653682824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-2171120553186072541</id><published>2008-09-23T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T01:40:39.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mondays.</title><content type='html'>lol. started the day off 'great.' was fucking late for convocation. hahaha. i set the alarm for 8. woke up at 8. turned that shit off and went back to sleep. i wake up again and it was 8:50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing started at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we STILL had to find our way to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. we got there like 30 minutes late. it wasn't even a big deal. haha. there were TONS of people though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0872.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally got to see tessa at the bio sci dean's welcome and we hung out. and then the waiting began for late night at the ARC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audrey came over with hana. clara was catching up on her gossip girls and one tree hill. so basically. it was like. not what we were expecting. hahaha. but there was a highlight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i totally bonded with hana. (audrey was taking her classes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so about those classes. she was like telling us to take the breakdancing class with her. but we were like NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we were roaming when we get this text. 'OMG sophia. mike song is here to teach a class.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hana fucking gunned it down the hall. screaming mike song's name. and then we like freaking ran to the window so we can see the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bba was there dancing. and then a lot of the freshmen coming to late night danced too. it was SUPER fun. yuri tag was the there. i guess lawrence kao was there too but we didn't see him. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.  we squealed a bit. okay. we squealed a lot. :] so i was just goin to take pictures of him teaching the class and be satisfied because i mean it's mike song. hordes of girls were probably going to mob him afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/resized0922082325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/resized0922082325.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and hana just fuck around on the track while audrey is still learning. and then we get a call from audrey. she really wants a picture with mike song. so dun dun dun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TOOK ONE TOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. honestly. i didn't really become a fan of his until kaba's last episode. his speech just did it for me. he was amazingly humble and not bitter at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the 3 seconds of picture asking and taking, he was a sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/resized0923080032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/resized0923080032.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoot. my life is complete now. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we get to sleep in tomorrow!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. it was hot as FUCK in that practice room. there was like a cloud of sweat hovering. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-2171120553186072541?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2171120553186072541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=2171120553186072541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2171120553186072541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2171120553186072541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/mondays.html' title='mondays.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-1956674479782547321</id><published>2008-09-22T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T00:17:40.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>so. end of my second day here. my hall people are having a movie night. currently watching superbad in our lounge. decided to just go to sleep since we have convocation early tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to see BBA today at around 10 15 at the basketball courts. victor kim sang and played guitar. it was really fun. audrey came down. clara and her roomie hana even came down from mesa to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. alexandra was sleeping so i had to walk audrey to her car by myself. i initially took a fork but audrey got one of my suitemates who was coincidentally one of her spop friends to walk me. (thank you!!) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no. i didn't have to use the fork. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to sleep and wake up early. they don't even have breakfast. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1956674479782547321?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1956674479782547321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1956674479782547321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1956674479782547321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1956674479782547321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/sigh_22.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4522726376042540335</id><published>2008-09-21T14:25:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T14:25:58.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg.</title><content type='html'>this shit cost me 400 dollars. and that's WITH used books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0869.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0869.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;did i mention that i still have one more book to go buy???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4522726376042540335?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4522726376042540335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4522726376042540335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4522726376042540335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4522726376042540335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/omfg.html' title='omfg.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-240931142281738552</id><published>2008-09-21T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:38:43.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>first night.</title><content type='html'>omg. i'm up by 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a fucking miracle i tell you. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. so. met the half of the suite and hallmates that moved in yesterday. everyone is really chill. my roomie is uber sweet. and she likes KIMCHI. she's like a godsend. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're going to go get our books today and then probably make a target run to go get some board games for a game night. we also have our hall meeting at eight and BBA is performing at around 10. whoot. fun day. helping other people move in as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SNZqcBsNioI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fS9uKGrGBgo/s1600-h/CIMG0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SNZqcBsNioI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fS9uKGrGBgo/s320/CIMG0866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248499445469645442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-240931142281738552?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/240931142281738552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=240931142281738552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/240931142281738552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/240931142281738552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/first-night.html' title='first night.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SNZqcBsNioI/AAAAAAAAAC8/fS9uKGrGBgo/s72-c/CIMG0866.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-3893597689015637274</id><published>2008-09-20T02:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T02:51:05.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update on life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm taking another big leap in life. (and i'm not even legally an adult yet!!) haha. i'm moving in..in like 12 hours. hahaha. i'm still up at this godforsaken time packing stuff to take. this is what you get for procrastinating kids. *wags finger* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;today was definitely a fun night. went out with sarah unni, sylvia, alex, and stella. ate pho together with the fam. and then went and sang at no rae BANG BANG BANG! haha. yeah that's right. i karaoke for fun. hahaha. decided to upload all of the chuseok pictures (korean thanksgiving) from last sunday. and some pictures from adrienne's birthday bbq on saturday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;aww. birthday girl. look how cute she (thinks she) is. i keed i keed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0846.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. my uncle + my cousin's uke + a stargazer lily = fun stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0841.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;awww. good son. hahaha. my aunt on matthew's back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and unni (sirvtee in the background) wearing our 'dance like mj' shirts. representing at harvest moon festival later on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0849.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lol. people. they deliberately switched. i promise. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;sigh. it doesn't seem like much long ago that i graduated. (it actually isn't. haha.) i mean. the 3 month gap has gone pretty fast. i stayed a month and a week in korea and japan (respectively) and then i got back to reality. all of this craziness involving placement tests and whatnot. and finally i've come to the figurative next chapter in my life. it's funny how things can change in such a short period of time. i now realize that i need to pursue things that make me happiest. even if it upsets some people. it's time for sophia to fly the coop. lol. is that even the right expression? sigh. peace out people. it's definitely hard leaving behind my friends and family..and my KEYBOARD. :[ i'm going to miss having a piano in my room. but hell. if you think about it. i'm only 40 minutes away. come visit.  i'll even swipe my meal card for you. ;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love you mommy and daddy. 엄마&amp;amp;아빠 사랑해요.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0849.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playlist for this post :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;far east movement - smile feat. ken oak &lt;em&gt;"sometimes i wonder if i really made the right decision."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;radiohead - high and dry &lt;em&gt;"don't leave me high, don't leave me dry."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;taylor swift - love story  &lt;em&gt;"i close my eyes and the flashback starts, i'm standing there. on a balcony in summer air."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0805.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-3893597689015637274?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3893597689015637274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=3893597689015637274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3893597689015637274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3893597689015637274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/update-on-life.html' title='update on life.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-1646409027144881482</id><published>2008-09-18T21:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:32:17.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.</title><content type='html'>packing is a bitch. not going to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0858.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0858.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't even pack my clothes, bags, shoes, etc yet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;yellow&lt;/span&gt; circle - my new puppy friend. i bought him today at sam's club. he's SUPER soft and mushy. i lurve him. haha. but i have also yet to name him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;sky blue&lt;/span&gt; circles - my makeup. sigh. it's an addiction. but at least i get to wear it now. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; circle - minifridge courtesy of sarah unni and jessica unni. thank you so much. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dark blue&lt;/span&gt; circle - easy mac, 100 calorie snacks, and instant oatmeal. that's right. i'm a starving college student and need everything instant damnit! i'm so not domestic..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; circle - my new printer i bought today. only 80 bucks and it's a printer, copier, scanner, and photo printer!!! good deal eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; circle - my bathrobe and brita water filter pitcher..thing. bathrobe because i ain't running my ass down the hall naked after a shower. and brita pitcher because i like water. and i like water clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;light blue&lt;/span&gt; circle - my caddy with lotion, shower gel, shampoo, face soap, and all that jazz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0864.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0864.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the very left we have my laundry bag.&lt;br /&gt;second to left we have my paper organizer.&lt;br /&gt;third we have one of my comforters.&lt;br /&gt;fourth we have my other comforter.&lt;br /&gt;all from ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoot whoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i bought these today on a whim!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v427/SPF45/CIMG0862.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nine west. 20 bucks. sometimes i look at it and i'm like. omg it's so garish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on the other hand. what other person is crazy enough to buy these. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song of the moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need your love - lee ji hyung&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1646409027144881482?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1646409027144881482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1646409027144881482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1646409027144881482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1646409027144881482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/sigh.html' title='sigh.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-8423644244151981039</id><published>2008-09-09T01:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:07:38.652-07:00</updated><title type='text'>olympics.</title><content type='html'>this post is probably really late but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEEZUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you wang gi choon!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVEN IF YOU'RE SHORTTTTTTTT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SMYuqznEx_I/AAAAAAAAACs/z4wmPTDQbpc/s1600-h/bfd5b1e2c3e15_mju4375_gui2762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SMYuqznEx_I/AAAAAAAAACs/z4wmPTDQbpc/s320/bfd5b1e2c3e15_mju4375_gui2762.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243930129063004146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rawr. baby. rawr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-8423644244151981039?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/8423644244151981039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=8423644244151981039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/8423644244151981039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/8423644244151981039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/olympics.html' title='olympics.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SMYuqznEx_I/AAAAAAAAACs/z4wmPTDQbpc/s72-c/bfd5b1e2c3e15_mju4375_gui2762.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4330232624279761642</id><published>2008-09-05T01:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:50:23.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rant. rant. rant.</title><content type='html'>so. today should be a good day. went out with my marmar. bought some clothes. and even got myself new sunnies. but. i'm just really pissed off and i need to vent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. this is on the topic of how blatantly stupid ice cube is to write the song 'black korea.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;black korea was released on the album 'death certificate' in october of 1991.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to listen to the actual song because i feel like it solidifies the fact that some people are just ignorant enough to write something like this. just looking at the lyrics piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[blends into intro with dialogue from Spike Lee's _Do the Right Thing_]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty D Energizers."&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty, C Energizer?"&lt;br /&gt;"D, not C, D."&lt;br /&gt;"B Energizer?"&lt;br /&gt;"D motherf**ker, D!  Learn to speak english first, alright?  D!"&lt;br /&gt;"How many you say?"&lt;br /&gt;"Twenty, motherf**ker, twenty."&lt;br /&gt;"Honey..."&lt;br /&gt;"Mother-f**k you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Ice Cube]&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I wanna go get a f**kin brew&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go down to the store with the two&lt;br /&gt;oriental one-penny countin motherf**kers&lt;br /&gt;that make a nigga made enough to cause a little ruckus&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin every brother in the world's out to take&lt;br /&gt;So they watch every damn move that I make&lt;br /&gt;They hope I don't pull out a gat and try to rob&lt;br /&gt;they funky little store, but bit*h, I got a job&lt;br /&gt;("Look you little Chinese motherf**ker&lt;br /&gt;I ain't tryin to steal none of yo' shit, leave me alone!"&lt;br /&gt;"Mother-f**k you!")&lt;br /&gt;Yo yo, check it out&lt;br /&gt;So don't follow me, up and down your market&lt;br /&gt;Or your little chop suey ass'll be a target&lt;br /&gt;of the nationwide boycott&lt;br /&gt;Juice with the people, that's what the boy got&lt;br /&gt;So pay respect to the black fist&lt;br /&gt;or we'll burn your store, right down to a crisp&lt;br /&gt;And then we'll see ya!&lt;br /&gt;Cause you can't turn the ghetto - into Black Korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do f**k you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. honestly. he speaks about how koreans are racist to african americans and what is he doing? uhh. oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;being a fucking racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean seriously. you think they only follow you around the store? please bitch. they follow me. they follow my friends.&lt;br /&gt;everyone is a threat. i promise you aren't a special case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. and chop suey? do your fucking research. chop suey is american chinese cuisine. yes. i repeat. CHINESE. i know. SURPRISE!!&lt;br /&gt;just because we came from the same continent, doesn't mean that we all eat the same foods. it's like comparing&lt;br /&gt;kenyans to nigerians. brazilians to peruvians. french to germans. believe me. the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;it just doesn't work that way. and a little knowledge for your stupid&lt;br /&gt;ass, chop suey is derived from the mandarin word za sui or shap sui  in cantonese. again. solidifying the fact that&lt;br /&gt;chop suey in all of its entirety is chinese. so basically. a generalization was made about koreans, when you 'claim'&lt;br /&gt;that koreans make generalizations about african americans. uhh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'so pay respect to the black fist.' umm. are you fucking kidding me? how freaking chauvinist is that? we live in&lt;br /&gt;AMERICA dipshit. one of the most diverse places in the world. does he even realize what type of thinking that line&lt;br /&gt;can compel in an impressionable mind? oh and by the way. just in case he missed a bit of history. there was&lt;br /&gt;a pretty infamous man, i don't know if he knows him. but his name was hitler. and he single-handedly began&lt;br /&gt;the most unforgivable events in the history of the fucking world. nine to eleven million people were killed because&lt;br /&gt;hitler felt that all non-aryan ethnicities should respect the aryan race. wow. it all sounds a little familiar doesn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so all in all. the point of this post was to point out how incredibly ignorant some people can be. in all honesty,&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how he avoided being sued for libel. i mean freaking look at bradley waugh and ravin gill who were charged with criminal&lt;br /&gt;libel. wanna know why? because they accused prison guards of a racially motivated murder of an african american inmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. it's ignorant people like him that make me lose all faith in humanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gooooooooood night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4330232624279761642?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4330232624279761642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4330232624279761642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4330232624279761642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4330232624279761642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/rant-rant-rant.html' title='rant. rant. rant.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-26225423158137605</id><published>2008-09-03T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:02:21.087-07:00</updated><title type='text'>whooo.</title><content type='html'>so went to marukai today. got a shower caddy. some cups. and a shower loofa but it's a PANDUHHH.  yesssssssssss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went with jason, jason, charity, and nick to go visit sara at her dorms at biola. :D we ended up eating there. (i'm sorry irvine but biola has BETTER FOOD. hands down.) we then proceeded to play an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;intense&lt;/span&gt; game of TABOO. it was my first time playing. but it was definitely fun. lot's of eff bombs were dropped. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;nordstrom rack/brea mall - go buy some jeans and clothes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;go bowling with familia!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday. maybe some shopping with addy.&lt;br /&gt;sunday. INTERNATIONAL SECRET AGENTSSSSSSSSS. yesssss. imma pee my pants it'll be so good. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. new song that i'm in love with right now. mercy - onerepublic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhh. it's just too good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then. omg THESE shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/52711603-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.forever21.com/images/large/52711603-01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i almost died. they're so pretty!!! and only 22.80 from forever21. oh man. that place is like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;crack&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't they pretty for fall???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-26225423158137605?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/26225423158137605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=26225423158137605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/26225423158137605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/26225423158137605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/09/whooo.html' title='whooo.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-7380305728011219905</id><published>2008-09-02T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T16:51:58.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma.</title><content type='html'>i know i should be buying things more pertinent to my college life but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's almost winter!!! and i love love love winter clothes more than anything. so this brings me to my&lt;br /&gt;dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/12818621_01_b?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/12818621_01_b?$detailmain$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the minnetonka fringe boots in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;orrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14815765_21_b?$prodmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14815765_21_b?$prodmain$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uniform sude boots in cognac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they look really blah next to the fringe boots but i liked this one on the model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14815765_21_g?$detailmain$"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://s7d2.scene7.com/is/image/UrbanOutfitters/14815765_21_g?$detailmain$" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they're the same price. (78)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayudame!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. tomorrow i'm planning to go to marukai to get me some plates and such to take to college. i basically feel like have to start all over again. (utensil, homeware wise) bowls, plates, forks, spoons, CHOPSTICKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. i already talked to my roomie. and she's such a sweetheart. from her area code i'm guessing she's an irvine native. so that's great. since i do not know jack about that area. hahaha. i already bought my comforter and sheets. i have a minifridge courtesy of sarah and jessica unni. i have to return the microwave because they don't allow it if it's not one unit in our dorms. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;umm. back to my list i still have to get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;towels&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;toiletries (shampoo and such)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a desk lamp&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a flashlight for emergencies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bowls, plates, utensils&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;a robe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and more things i probably can't think of right at this moment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i'm living on the freaking third floor. that's going to be an experience. those of you who know me know that i have a thing about heights. lol. i'm so effed. middle earth, snowbourn baby!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INTERNATIONAL SECRET AGENTS THIS SUNDAYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-7380305728011219905?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/7380305728011219905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=7380305728011219905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7380305728011219905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/7380305728011219905'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so scarlet from mac cosmetics part of the cult of cherry collection. described as a clean grape burgundy. i LOOOOVE it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and jampacked lipglass is to die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. makeup spaz. it's over now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6516153327532810515?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6516153327532810515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6516153327532810515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6516153327532810515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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title='wishlist.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_-3fswQkGp4w/R20idOTXIrI/AAAAAAAAADg/SUYuY5vKrsM/s72-c/1837+square+ring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-272373695234136910</id><published>2008-08-27T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T21:50:16.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things you didn't know</title><content type='html'>(or probably know.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i am a nerd. a big. fat. nerd. i love reading manga. i love watching anime. i love it. don't be jealous because you haven't discovered the wonder yet. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i am more artistically inclined. my right side of the brain is wayyyyyyyy more dominant. i have not a speck of logic on my side. yeah. i live a hard life. lol. i loveeee drawing. i loooooove music. music is like my brain. i can't live without it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. going along with the subject above, i think i'm more..nocturnal? lol. i just work better at night. things turn out better whether it be a painting or a sketch. yes. and that is why i usually am really freaking tired in the mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. touch my ears and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;die&lt;/span&gt;. i can't stand it when people touch my ears. like. i will honestly cry. or bite you. i've just had bad experiences. the only time i'm okay with it is if that person is piercing my ears. then we're good. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. eff all of the other candy in the world. my weakness is the butter mint. it's just the best confectionery i can imagine. i mean. it's creamy. and it's minty. and it's just sooooo good. the only way you can buy it is through party places though. and they usually say like..IT'S A BOY!!! ehh. whatever. sacrifices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. i identify myself as an agnostic now. i used to believe that i was a non-practicing christian (whatever that means). but i got tired of how people told me i was going to hell because i didn't go to church. (they also think that by grabbing me and preaching to me is going to save my soul.) i think it's ridiculous that just because certain people belong to a certain religion they feel that they can dictate how other people can live. uhh. who went and made them jesus? i could  really give a shit if they think i'm going to hell. 'do not judge, or you too will be judged'  (matthew 7:1-2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.   i have a genuine phobia of spores. yes the ones under ferns. yes. i am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;furreal&lt;/span&gt;. i have cried after someone shoved them in my face once. i will get chills and it's just not a good experience. i hate spores. i'll probably dropkick you if you decide to show me them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. no. i do not have my license yet. nor do i have my permit. i am a permit/license-less bum who mooches off of people. but that will soon change. pleaseeeee. i'm not even eighteen yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. i am korean therefore there seems to be this unwritten rule that i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt; to be good at math. well. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tough. shit.&lt;/span&gt; i suck at math. my forte is english  and literature. i love a good book. and although my junior english honors class left me analyzing the hell out of everything, it's given me a new perspective on the subject. i'd rather read &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jane eyre&lt;/span&gt; than do a single trig problem. (not that i would know how to do it anyway. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. i love acoustic anything. guitar is preferable. but seriously. play anything semi-well on a guitar and you've got yourself a fan. i love you already. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-dahhh. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-272373695234136910?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/272373695234136910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=272373695234136910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/272373695234136910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/272373695234136910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/10-things-you-didnt-know.html' title='10 things you didn&apos;t know'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-1436641940983535439</id><published>2008-08-27T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T08:58:50.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gurgle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.cafepress.com/jitcrunch.aspx?bG9hZD1ibGFuayxibGFuazo3Ml9GX2MxLmpwZ3xsb2FkPUwwLGh0dHA6Ly9pbWFnZXMuY2FmZXByZXNzLmNvbS9pbWFnZS8yNzk2Njk0M180MDB4NDAwLmpwZ3x8c2NhbGU9TDAsMTM4LDEyNixXaGl0ZXxjb21wb3NlPWJsYW5rLEwwLEFkZCwxNzMsMTI0fGNwPXJlc3VsdCxibGFua3xzY2FsZT1yZXN1bHQsMCw0ODAsV2hpdGV8Y29tcHJlc3Npb249OTV8"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://images.cafepress.com/jitcrunch.aspx?bG9hZD1ibGFuayxibGFuazo3Ml9GX2MxLmpwZ3xsb2FkPUwwLGh0dHA6Ly9pbWFnZXMuY2FmZXByZXNzLmNvbS9pbWFnZS8yNzk2Njk0M180MDB4NDAwLmpwZ3x8c2NhbGU9TDAsMTM4LDEyNixXaGl0ZXxjb21wb3NlPWJsYW5rLEwwLEFkZCwxNzMsMTI0fGNwPXJlc3VsdCxibGFua3xzY2FsZT1yZXN1bHQsMCw0ODAsV2hpdGV8Y29tcHJlc3Npb249OTV8" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. went to sleep way earlier than usual. around 11:30. i was tired after doing absolute shit at the beach. me and nicki just slept until alex and melissa got there with the food. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah. woke up at around 4 in the morning. and haven't slept since. ohhh. how i love weird sleeping schedules. but on that note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone have babies already. so then i can buy your baby this onesie. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1436641940983535439?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1436641940983535439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1436641940983535439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1436641940983535439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1436641940983535439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/gurgle.html' title='gurgle.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-3618448920723494362</id><published>2008-08-25T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:30:44.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kollaboration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jameskysonlee.com/images/feb2008/kollaboration%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.jameskysonlee.com/images/feb2008/kollaboration%20logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.jameskysonlee.com/images/feb2008/kollaboration%20logo.jpghttp://www.jameskysonlee.com/images/feb2008/kollaboration%20logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.jameskysonlee.com/images/feb2008/kollaboration%20logo.jpghttp://www.jameskysonlee.com/images/feb2008/kollaboration%20logo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm yes. so i got an email from kollaboration. and they're having a meeting for people who want to be a part of staff for this year. but sadly. no tengo carro. maybe next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yes. the first time i went to kollaboration was last year. i went with my cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was pretty much amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean. so much talent in one place. i was really impressed with the theater as well. orpheum makes it so you can pretty much see the stage from whereever you sit. the audience was freaking bomb. and the impromptu dancing contest after intermission. priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yes. i totally recommend that everyone goes. it's an amazing experience. and i'm planning going this year as well. (through any means possible. lol.) it's somewhere in february. so definitely watch out for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from what i remember. my favorite acts were.. quest? i think. and i really liked the connie lim band too. yesssssss. it's that good. go watch in february. enough plugging for today. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-3618448920723494362?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/3618448920723494362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=3618448920723494362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3618448920723494362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/3618448920723494362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/kollaboration.html' title='kollaboration'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-6949875411544769416</id><published>2008-08-24T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T20:38:02.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>field trip.</title><content type='html'>so we went to ikea today so i can get some dorm stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got comforters because i plan to get sheets at target. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/70958_PE193712_S4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/70958_PE193712_S4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is the one i got. but it's a twin size. i figured it shouldn't really matter comforter wise if it's twin or twin xl. also got some tupperware stuff. so i can eat and store food. i was really sad that they didn't have the comforter that i wanted in the first place. really sad. of course. they had it in king and queen but no twin. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/74086_PE190837_S4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.ikea.com/PIAimages/74086_PE190837_S4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look how perdy it is. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it weird how the one i bought reminds me rubix cubes? is that how you even spell rubix? rubiks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatevs. :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-6949875411544769416?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/6949875411544769416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=6949875411544769416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6949875411544769416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/6949875411544769416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/field-trip.html' title='field trip.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-5980094299391886103</id><published>2008-08-23T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T17:07:48.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yessssss.</title><content type='html'>7 hour law and order:svu marathon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christopher meloni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummmmmmm. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-5980094299391886103?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/5980094299391886103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=5980094299391886103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/5980094299391886103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/5980094299391886103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/yessssss.html' title='yessssss.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4923081344016964578</id><published>2008-08-21T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T17:15:55.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just thinking..</title><content type='html'>so i played sims 2 castaway on my ds for like 3 hours straight yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;addicting. my sim currently is wearing a pirate hat and i'ved dyed her clothes to different colors with bugs. *sigh* i need a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read this article a couple days ago about how a 16 year old dropped out of high school (and his parents let him?!) so that he could dedicate all of his time to playing guitar hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf. and here i am. sophia. who worked her ass of to get into college so she can pursue a career that she doesn't even want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;might as well become a freaking stripper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope that boy knows that you can get carpal tunnel from that shit. (i'm just being vindictive..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4923081344016964578?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4923081344016964578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4923081344016964578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4923081344016964578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4923081344016964578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/just-thinking.html' title='just thinking..'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-4269788598396161269</id><published>2008-08-20T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:20:32.557-07:00</updated><title type='text'>$$$</title><content type='html'>grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who needs a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raises hand*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-4269788598396161269?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/4269788598396161269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=4269788598396161269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4269788598396161269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/4269788598396161269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='$$$'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-2231279011472752141</id><published>2008-08-17T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T14:37:57.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'>d-i-s-c-o!!</title><content type='html'>so yesterday was my uncle's and daddy's surprise birthday &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bonanza&lt;/span&gt;. a whole bunch of people were over at my aunt's house. and we just had some fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just some pictures to upload. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiXgQPX7bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Z1lFUQ7VFKY/s1600-h/CIMG0693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiXgQPX7bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Z1lFUQ7VFKY/s320/CIMG0693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235601147189259698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiXqai9I-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Joze-1RAqX8/s1600-h/CIMG0694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiXqai9I-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/Joze-1RAqX8/s320/CIMG0694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235601321754436578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;just setting up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiX9UAgivI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ha4AgdaVa9o/s1600-h/CIMG0705.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiX9UAgivI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Ha4AgdaVa9o/s320/CIMG0705.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235601646416857842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiYHe7WJkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tVo4c189DMM/s1600-h/CIMG0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiYHe7WJkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/tVo4c189DMM/s320/CIMG0706.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235601821146687042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiYPxV2UtI/AAAAAAAAABE/QqwFIO4uwjs/s1600-h/CIMG0708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiYPxV2UtI/AAAAAAAAABE/QqwFIO4uwjs/s320/CIMG0708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235601963528639186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the birthday people. (my dad is on the left. my uncle is on the right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiYgN6PdxI/AAAAAAAAABM/1kDlylFZ_jM/s1600-h/CIMG0709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiYgN6PdxI/AAAAAAAAABM/1kDlylFZ_jM/s320/CIMG0709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235602246075381522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;props for everyone!! me and adrienne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiYq971YYI/AAAAAAAAABU/8JBbDsroXUw/s1600-h/CIMG0704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiYq971YYI/AAAAAAAAABU/8JBbDsroXUw/s320/CIMG0704.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235602430765654402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;adrienne wtih the 50 glasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZDPkoaiI/AAAAAAAAABc/5-_Tvw_8xZ8/s1600-h/CIMG0710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZDPkoaiI/AAAAAAAAABc/5-_Tvw_8xZ8/s320/CIMG0710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235602847817034274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;familia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZOGk0xEI/AAAAAAAAABk/VDbzoSoIdGE/s1600-h/CIMG0719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZOGk0xEI/AAAAAAAAABk/VDbzoSoIdGE/s320/CIMG0719.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235603034380485698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. 'oh no the big five-oh!' candles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZaH12gMI/AAAAAAAAABs/rdhyDq5rFrk/s1600-h/CIMG0723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZaH12gMI/AAAAAAAAABs/rdhyDq5rFrk/s320/CIMG0723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235603240878768322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZld9ZWiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tsMfr_qTvYk/s1600-h/CIMG0734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZld9ZWiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tsMfr_qTvYk/s320/CIMG0734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235603435794553378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;auntie jean. me. sarah unni. and adrienne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZwhYyJoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/706qdFnMxWg/s1600-h/CIMG0731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiZwhYyJoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/706qdFnMxWg/s320/CIMG0731.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235603625693292162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;auntie jean and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiaAycVQLI/AAAAAAAAACE/P1BI3phuuDc/s1600-h/CIMG0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiaAycVQLI/AAAAAAAAACE/P1BI3phuuDc/s320/CIMG0739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235603905149485234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the poster sized birthday picture we tried to get everyone to sign. :] my papa's. we gave him a grill and a nelly band-aid. yayuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-2231279011472752141?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/2231279011472752141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=2231279011472752141' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2231279011472752141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/2231279011472752141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/d-i-s-c-o.html' title='d-i-s-c-o!!'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKiXgQPX7bI/AAAAAAAAAAk/Z1lFUQ7VFKY/s72-c/CIMG0693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-1340149753843989227</id><published>2008-08-16T03:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T03:33:32.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ugh.</title><content type='html'>it's three in the morning. and i just uploaded an ungodly amount of disco songs onto my ipod for today's party. *snore*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1340149753843989227?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1340149753843989227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1340149753843989227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1340149753843989227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1340149753843989227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/ugh.html' title='ugh.'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-1324531467342507682</id><published>2008-08-15T21:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:16:15.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frrrrrriday</title><content type='html'>so i went to the beach yesterday. and my cold came back. not going to lie. it's pretty bad this time. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the mall to buy some gifts for the cousins back in korea. and then went to costco. bought a whole bunch of healthy food. decided that 'letting myself go' is not the way to go. lol. bought these awesome veggie patties. they're muy delicioso. just nuke 'em for thirty seconds and they're ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;added a whole bunch of people from spop. (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;)  tomorrow is my daddy's and uncle's (surprise) birthday party. (they're twins.) super excited. they're turning the big five-oh and we even have a theme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"disco."&lt;/span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;you know that shit's going to be tight. i'll upload pics later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm off to play my nintendo ds. ouendan is the best rhythm game ever. it's like ddr on steroids!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-1324531467342507682?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/1324531467342507682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=1324531467342507682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1324531467342507682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/1324531467342507682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/frrrrrriday.html' title='frrrrrriday'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1544971708367780398.post-9071353956125925254</id><published>2008-08-13T23:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:12:07.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spop 9</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKPaswtL9CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/o-feWDF6Mik/s1600-h/CIMG0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKPaswtL9CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/o-feWDF6Mik/s320/CIMG0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234267654458176546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. this is my new home i suppose. i moved from xanga to blogspot because i kinda want a chance to comment on my friends' blogs as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so monday to tuesday was my spop. which is basically orientation. i honestly really didn't have any expectations. my friends said it was super fun. but i have this habit of being a bit of a hermit when meeting new people. once i get used to it i'm fine but until then. *zip*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the morning was pretty whatever. woke up super early. (well, early for summer anyway.) took a shower. and my papa took me to my future school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and btw. this was only the second time being to the campus. i took two placements tests on sunday. (which i also royally fucked up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i arrived and it was total chaos. i didn't know whether to be brave and look around. or go sit in a corner and call someone. lol. my nervous habit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was directed to go sit in this huge conference room. it slowly filled up and from there was pretty monotonous. speeches on what we'd be doing. what to expect. what is expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we split by schools. i stayed with the bio scio people. the lecture officially scared me shitless. for those who don't know. bio was not really 100% my choice as a major. i'm kinda just going with the flow on that one. but anyways. yeah. my future courses are like super intense. not to mention &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;filled&lt;/span&gt; with subjects that i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hate. hate. hate. &lt;/span&gt;(made registering classes suck. i've never been so depressed. lol. all five days have classes. :[ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;blegh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;anyways. from there. the fun started. got to hang with my hall people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;tero baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had the best staffers. it's insane how awesome they are. they're incredibly sincere and not to mention hella fun to hang with. the two days at spop were an incredible bonding experience. and totally changed my perspective of UCI. i can honestly say that i love my spop family for making me see how lucky i am to be able to go to irvine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, who else can make people cry after only spending 48 hours together? (btw. the touch game is the shittiest game ever. i had mascara all up in my eye from crying. and the ipod music in the background totally didn't help. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super excited for school to start now. but definitely am up to living up this summer. started it off well with a trip to korea and japan. but it also meant that it ate up a month and a week of my summer. i'm sending off one of my besties to indiana for college on the 28th. (nickiiiiiiiiiiii) need to start shopping around for dorm stuff. spend as much time as i can with mis amigas y amigos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to make the most of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1544971708367780398-9071353956125925254?l=ichooseyoo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/feeds/9071353956125925254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1544971708367780398&amp;postID=9071353956125925254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/9071353956125925254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1544971708367780398/posts/default/9071353956125925254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ichooseyoo.blogspot.com/2008/08/spop-9.html' title='spop 9'/><author><name>ICHOOSEYOO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09139152116572367443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SSFXUcoIH_I/AAAAAAAAADQ/lANte4MzMIA/S220/Photo+255.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qQ-zU6tJlRE/SKPaswtL9CI/AAAAAAAAAAc/o-feWDF6Mik/s72-c/CIMG0679.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
