<?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-6957772030654780713</id><updated>2012-03-01T20:36:55.790-07:00</updated><category term='cooking'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='road trip'/><category term='sweetness'/><category term='General Relief Society Meeting'/><category term='future?'/><category term='movies'/><category term='tired'/><category term='puka dog'/><category term='books'/><category term='ignorance'/><category term='Hawai&apos;i'/><category term='protesters'/><category term='tag'/><category term='Twilight'/><category term='beliefs'/><category term='marriage insights'/><category term='good times'/><category term='stupidity'/><category term='vent'/><category term='yep'/><category term='overcoming'/><category term='family'/><category term='cousins'/><category term='tv'/><category term='dating'/><category term='Arizona'/><category term='past'/><category term='rant'/><category term='friends'/><category term='reading'/><category term='new family members'/><category term='office'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='politics'/><category term='dumb people'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='random'/><category term='Clark Planetarium'/><category term='happy'/><category term='equality'/><category term='life'/><category term='Provo'/><category term='world peace'/><category term='revelations'/><category term='Quantum of Solace'/><category term='irritations'/><category term='church'/><category term='futon'/><category term='blah'/><category term='Utah'/><category term='food'/><category term='insights'/><category term='idiocity'/><category term='about me'/><category term='love'/><title type='text'>you're a sword</title><subtitle type='html'>so did i...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>144</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-507040773891206095</id><published>2012-01-11T20:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T20:50:44.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"The Dog Days Are Over..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Wow. A lot has happened since Christmas. Can you believe it? lol. It's only been about three weeks! Oh well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So, I'll just recap the details since Christmas. I was off from work for the last week and a half of the year. So, Ames and I went to Salt Lake to hang out with Ames' family for New Years. I have never had any luck with New Year celebrations. Seriously. I think last year was the first one I have ever had where nothing stupid happened. It was pretty rad. We hung out and played Just Dance on Wii and relaxed, which was what I totally needed. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anywho. Work and school has started up again. I need to really nail down a schedule for school and work and working out. It's tough because I either have to exercise EARLY in the morning (let's be honest...is this really even an option? I can barely get up by 7:15 every morning. :S) or after work...either right after work or around 9:00. In all honesty, I don't really want to work out after work. I am EXHAUSTED after work. All I want to do is chill out. I mean I have homework, but I would rather just focus on homework after work. I guess early in the morning is the only time. Maybe I'll try it a couple times next week to see how I like it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Have you made resolutions for 2012? I have a few. I decided this year that I need to just make three or four resolutions so that I can realistically accomplish them all. So, here it goes:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #d9ead3; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. Get healthy.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; • This has been a life-long goal, but I think I am ready for it this year. I have broke it down into a couple sub-resos so I can focus on small steps:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;- Go to the gym at least twice a week.&lt;/i&gt; I think I'll start this in February. I need to figure out what will work with my schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;- Eat out MUCH less than last year.&lt;/i&gt; I eat out a lot. I am honestly working on cutting back on that. I have started cooking at home. All I have to do is start bringing it to work. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;i style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;- Work on the "mental" obstacles that I have regarding weight, and develop a healthy relationship with food.&lt;/i&gt; I know that this is probably going to be the hardest step, but I am stronger now than I have ever been when it comes to self-mastery. I can do it. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #d9ead3; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. Get a new car.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; • Sadly, Blanche is going the way of the world. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #d9ead3; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. Pass all my classes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; • This is non-negotiable. I had to pay for a class once that I failed, and I won't do it again! :S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: #d9ead3; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. Work on my spiritual worthiness.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; • This will probably be the toughest on me emotionally. I have a lot of things to work out within myself. Sadly there isn't anything that anyone can really do to help with this other than be supportive. However, this is something that is becoming more and more imperative for me to accomplish. This IS the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That's is! 2011 was a rough year for me, so I am looking to make 2012 AMAZING-er. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here is the song for the day. A hui hou! (Until next time!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBVspNLhhu8/Tw5Yddst01I/AAAAAAAACrY/TTlEfUBi8rQ/s1600/Florence-and-machine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBVspNLhhu8/Tw5Yddst01I/AAAAAAAACrY/TTlEfUBi8rQ/s1600/Florence-and-machine.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dog DaysAre Over&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Florence And The Machine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0in; text-align: justify;"&gt;Happiness, hit her like a train on atrack&lt;br /&gt;Coming towards her, stuck still no turning back&lt;br /&gt;She hidaround corners and she hid under beds&lt;br /&gt;She killed it with kissesand from it she fled&lt;br /&gt;With every bubble she sank with a drink&lt;br /&gt;Andwashed it away down the kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog days are over&lt;br /&gt;Thedog days are done&lt;br /&gt;The horses are coming&lt;br /&gt;So you better run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runfast for your mother run fast for your father&lt;br /&gt;Run for yourchildren for your sisters and brothers&lt;br /&gt;Leave all your love andyour longing behind you&lt;br /&gt;Can't carry it with you if you want tosurvive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog days are over&lt;br /&gt;The dog days are done&lt;br /&gt;Canyou hear the horses&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here they come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I neverwanted anything from you&lt;br /&gt;Except everything you had&lt;br /&gt;And what wasleft after that too. oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness hit her like a bullet inthe back&lt;br /&gt;Struck from a great height&lt;br /&gt;By someone who should knowbetter than that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog days are over&lt;br /&gt;The dog days aregone&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the horses&lt;br /&gt;'Cause here they come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Runfast for your mother and fast for your father&lt;br /&gt;Run for yourchildren for your sisters and brothers&lt;br /&gt;Leave all your love andyour longing behind you&lt;br /&gt;Can't carry it with you if you want tosurvive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog days are over&lt;br /&gt;The dog days are gone&lt;br /&gt;Canyou hear the horses&lt;br /&gt;Because here they come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dog days areover&lt;br /&gt;The dog days are gone&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear the horses&lt;br /&gt;Becausehere they come&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/6957772030654780713-507040773891206095?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/507040773891206095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=507040773891206095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/507040773891206095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/507040773891206095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2012/01/dog-days-are-over.html' title='&quot;The Dog Days Are Over...&quot;'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qBVspNLhhu8/Tw5Yddst01I/AAAAAAAACrY/TTlEfUBi8rQ/s72-c/Florence-and-machine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8019012117781814</id><published>2011-12-26T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T22:12:08.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas in Review</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Aloha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you have posted a "Christmas in Review" type of blog, and while usually, I try to stay away from those, I just had to tell you about my Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I decided to go and spend my Christmas with my Grandma, Great Grandma (who is 100), my Uncle Aaron, his family, and their friend Debbie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was AMAZING to say the least. There is something that puts me at ease when I am with my family. There is nothing quite like it, and sadly I don't think I'm ever 100% myself when I am away from my family. Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I get into the awesome parts, let me tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blanche has been giving me trouble (I think it's about time to retire her... :( ), so I decided to rent a car from &lt;a href="http://www.enterprise.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Enterprise&lt;/a&gt;--who I have rented from many times before. I have always enjoyed their customer service and the friendliness of the staff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made my reservation with them online a couple of weeks before because I knew that holidays are a busy time for them. When I went to get my car (thanks for the ride Susi!), there were NONE at all. I asked where all the cars were, and they stated that many of the renters from the day before hadn't returned their cars on time. I can understand that, so while being a little put out (I had a time schedule to keep), I was willing to wait. However, as the man checked me in (I think his name was Brad...) he asked where I was going. I stated I was going to Page, which is just a hop skip and a jump over the Utah-Arizona border. He told me that I was only allotted 100 miles a day. I told him I understood, and that I wouldn't be going over the mileage, as Page is only about 150 miles away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAkziXH--UI/TvlLDNcUYJI/AAAAAAAACrI/iWfKqX71BVk/s1600/Karyn_PagetoUT.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAkziXH--UI/TvlLDNcUYJI/AAAAAAAACrI/iWfKqX71BVk/s1600/Karyn_PagetoUT.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me he bumped me up to unlimited miles because Arizona was far away, which bumped my price up to $100 more than I was originally budgeting for this trip. I told him that I wasn't going to go over my miles and I assumed that since he printed off my statement, that he took it off and it was all good. He told me he would call me when my car was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour later I got a call and went back to get a car. He gave me all the paperwork to sign and asked if I needed insurance. I told him that my insurance covered it, but it didn't seem that he heard me. He asked me again, ad when I repeated my answer, he kept pushing me to get the insurance with them. After I bluntly told him no, he rudely asked what my deductible was. When I told him, he told me that was too high, and that I was mistaken (which I wasn't). In the end, had me initial the paper work and literally ran away from me while I was asking if he had taken off the unlimited miles, which I found he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was shocked. I have NEVER been treated like that...EVER. However, since I was so low on time, I just jumped in the car and left. I am STILL upset about it and unfortunately, after my experience with them this time, I don't think that I will be renting from them again. I'm going to talk to the manager when I get there tomorrow to see if he can rectify some of this...so hopefully he will. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway let's move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After driving to Page and getting here just before dark (you never want to drive to Page in the dark from St. George. There are a TON of deer, and the drivers are just plain SCARY). It was good to see my grandma and great grandma. My great grandma asked me if we could sing one of the songs that I sang at her 100th birthday together. It is called "Welcome to my World" and is sung by...a lot of people. Most famously Elvis and Jim Reeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever get the chance to sing a song with a 100 year old person, you should definitely do it! :) It was so cute to hear her sing with me! :) If I can get a digital copy, I may post it. It was ADORABLE! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got the chance to make eggs benedict for the first time! :) It was super delicious. Next time, I will make my hollandaise sauce last. As I was trying to keep my sauce warm, it broke and I ended up not being able to save it--even after seeking the help of Google. Oh well. It still tasted delightful! :) Poaching eggs wasn't as hard as I thought it would be, and I found the secret is the temperature of the water. If it is too hot, the egg will cook too quickly and the yolk will cook outside of the whites. If it is too cold, it takes the eggs forever to cook and the whites are more likely to disconnect from the yolk. You need the water to be at the temperature just before boiling. There will be little baby bubbles forming on the bottom of the pan. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Christmas dinner, my Aunty Stacy made beef wellington. This was the first time I was trying it, and it was delicious! We also had asparagus with bacon and a bearnaise sauce, Arkansas dressing, and rolls. It was really good. We chatted with the family, and ended up watching John Wayne movies. I haven't really watched many John Wayne movies, but the one we saw was pretty awesome. Dean Martin and Angie Dickinson were in it. I think the name of it is Rio Bravo. Anyway. It was super cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a great Christmas. I got a lot of awesome presents, and got to spend time with some of my favorite people. It makes me sad to leave...but I know that they are just a hop, skip, and a jump away. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave you with the lyrics to the song me and my GG sang together. :) Wish me luck at the rental car place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Welcome to My World&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Jim Reeves &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world&lt;br /&gt;Won't you come on in&lt;br /&gt;Miracles I guess&lt;br /&gt;Still happen now and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step into my heart&lt;br /&gt;Leave your cares behind&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world&lt;br /&gt;Built with you in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knock and the door will open&lt;br /&gt;Seek and you will find&lt;br /&gt;Ask and you'll be given&lt;br /&gt;The key to this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting here&lt;br /&gt;With my arms unfurled&lt;br /&gt;Waiting just for you&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting just for you&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my world &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8019012117781814?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8019012117781814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8019012117781814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8019012117781814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8019012117781814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/12/christmas-in-review.html' title='Christmas in Review'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JAkziXH--UI/TvlLDNcUYJI/AAAAAAAACrI/iWfKqX71BVk/s72-c/Karyn_PagetoUT.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-4023772717172035270</id><published>2011-12-11T20:20:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T20:20:38.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My family.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;SO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently found a picture on my brothers blog of my family. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DjaTC4Hozt4/TuVyf5wa0CI/AAAAAAAACo0/uw2O_kMY3-E/s1600/IMG_77491.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DjaTC4Hozt4/TuVyf5wa0CI/AAAAAAAACo0/uw2O_kMY3-E/s320/IMG_77491.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;If you notice...there is someone important missing. ME! lol. So I made some improvements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OOiQYgaSdM/TuVy451WydI/AAAAAAAACo8/DowTa83bFQQ/s1600/IMG_7749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0OOiQYgaSdM/TuVy451WydI/AAAAAAAACo8/DowTa83bFQQ/s320/IMG_7749.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're welcome. :)&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/6957772030654780713-4023772717172035270?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/4023772717172035270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=4023772717172035270&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/4023772717172035270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/4023772717172035270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-family.html' title='My family.'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DjaTC4Hozt4/TuVyf5wa0CI/AAAAAAAACo0/uw2O_kMY3-E/s72-c/IMG_77491.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-4730799711007719028</id><published>2011-12-07T17:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T17:14:05.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unholy Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;It's interesting what an emotional "vomit-sesh" will do for a woman. I think I've been feeling extremely stressed lately. Pair that with a short temper and lack of sleep, and it makes a killer combo...literally. I have been on edge for the past week, and last night I finally was able to purge out all of that emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards I felt AMAZING. However, I know that there are the occasional casualties from my unhealthy methods of coping with my emotions. Sorry everyone. :( I'm learning as I go here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got some news today that, while in my opinion is a long time in coming, is super unfortunate for a select group of people. I don't particularly like these people. In fact, you could say that I borderline hate one of them. However, I still feel badly that they got caught with their hands in the proverbial cookie jar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is something that I have always believed in--the fact that if you are not being honest, it will ALWAYS catch up to you. Always. It might not be today, but eventually down the road, everything "will out" as the Brits say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Day 14 – A TV show you’re currently addicted to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Hmmm...I guess I would say Modern Family, although I usually watch it online. The same with Naruto Shippuden. If I'm watching TV, I will usually have it on Big Bang Theory or How I Met Your Mother. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. I'm thinking about putting up a video on YouTube of me singing a song. I haven't decided if I want to actually do it yet, but just know that it's in the works. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for the day. This is a great music vid...but you &lt;b&gt;can&lt;/b&gt; get a seizure if you watch it, so be careful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;All Of The Lights&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kanye West feat. John Legend, The-Dream, Elly Jackson, Alicia Keys, Fergie, Kid Cudi, Elton John &amp;amp; Rihanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Tony Williams &amp;amp; Kanye West]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the lights in here, baby&lt;br /&gt;Extra bright, I want y'all to see this&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the lights in here, baby&lt;br /&gt;You know what I need&lt;br /&gt;Want you to see everything&lt;br /&gt;Want you to see all of the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all of the lights)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Alicia Keys]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast cars, shooting stars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna &amp;amp; Alicia Keys]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(all of the lights, all of the lights)&lt;br /&gt;Until it's Vegas everywhere we are&lt;br /&gt;(all of the lights, all of the lights)&lt;br /&gt;If you want it you can get it for the rest of your life [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Kanye West]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something wrong&lt;br /&gt;I hold my head&lt;br /&gt;MJ gone, our nigga dead!&lt;br /&gt;I slapped my girl, she called the feds&lt;br /&gt;I did that time and spent that bread&lt;br /&gt;I’m heading home, I’m almost there&lt;br /&gt;I’m on my way heading up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;To my surprise a nigga replacing me&lt;br /&gt;I had to take 'em to that ghetto university&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;Cop lights, flash lights, spot lights&lt;br /&gt;Strobe lights, street lights&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;Fast life, drug life&lt;br /&gt;Thug life, rock life&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;(all of the lights)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the lights in here, baby&lt;br /&gt;Extra bright, I want y'all to see this&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the lights in here, baby&lt;br /&gt;You know what I need&lt;br /&gt;Want you to see everything&lt;br /&gt;Want you to see all of the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Kanye West]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Restraining order&lt;br /&gt;Can’t see my daughter&lt;br /&gt;Her mother, brother, grandmother hate me in that order&lt;br /&gt;Public visitation&lt;br /&gt;We met at Borders&lt;br /&gt;Told her she take me back&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be more supportive&lt;br /&gt;I made mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I bump my head&lt;br /&gt;Courts suck me dry&lt;br /&gt;I spent that bread&lt;br /&gt;She need a daddy&lt;br /&gt;Baby please, can’t let her grow up in that ghetto university&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;Cop lights, flash lights, spot lights&lt;br /&gt;Strobe lights, street lights&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;All of the lights&lt;br /&gt;Fast life, drug life&lt;br /&gt;Thug life, rock life&lt;br /&gt;Every night&lt;br /&gt;(all of the lights)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the lights in here, baby&lt;br /&gt;Extra bright, I want y'all to see this&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the lights in here, baby&lt;br /&gt;You know what I need&lt;br /&gt;Want you to see everything&lt;br /&gt;Want you to see all of the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Kid Cudi]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting mine, baby&lt;br /&gt;Gotta let these niggas know, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Get it right, ay&lt;br /&gt;You should go and get your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting mine, baby&lt;br /&gt;Gotta let these niggas know, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Get it right, ay&lt;br /&gt;You should go and get your own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Fergie]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unemployment line, credit card declined&lt;br /&gt;Did I not mention I was about to lose my mind?&lt;br /&gt;(my mind, my mind, my mind)&lt;br /&gt;And also was about to do that line&lt;br /&gt;Okay, okay, you know we going all the way this time&lt;br /&gt;(this time, this time, this time)&lt;br /&gt;We going all the way this time&lt;br /&gt;(time, time, time, time)&lt;br /&gt;We going all the way this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Alicia Keys]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We going all the way this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We going all the way this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Alicia Keys, Rihanna, Drake]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We going all the way this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[The Dream, Tony Williams, Ryan Leslie, John Legend, Charlie Wilson, Alvin Fields, Ken Lewis]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the lights in here, baby&lt;br /&gt;Extra bright, I want y'all to see this&lt;br /&gt;Turn up the lights in here, baby&lt;br /&gt;You know what I need, want you to see everything&lt;br /&gt;Want you to see all of the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Alicia Keys &amp;amp; La Roux]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa-oh-whoa&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Elton John]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell you but all I could say is oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Alicia Keys &amp;amp; La Roux]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa-oh-whoa&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Elton John]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell you but all I could say is oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Alicia Keys &amp;amp; La Roux]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa-oh-whoa&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Elton John]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell you but all I could say is oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Alicia Keys &amp;amp; La Roux]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa-oh-whoa&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa-oh-whoa-oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Elton John]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to tell you but all I could say is oh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-4730799711007719028?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/4730799711007719028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=4730799711007719028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/4730799711007719028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/4730799711007719028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/12/unholy-mess.html' title='Unholy Mess'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5446690634383557683</id><published>2011-11-30T16:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T17:01:08.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music...revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Today's topic is MUSIC. I know it's cheating a little to blog about what my blog challenge is, but A simple blog challenge can't&amp;nbsp; sum up the way I feel about music. Music flows in my veins. I always have a song in my head. When I wake up, it's with lyrics on my lips. I can't go a day without listening to music...and I wouldn't want to. Music is my life. I love listening to it, playing it, and (toying around with) writing it. Anyway... Here is the challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Day 13 – Your favorite musician and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;This is a seriously hard question...mostly because I love music so much, and I have many musicians that inspire and motivate me. SO, I'm going to cheat and name off more than one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Family--First and foremost are the musicians that are in my family. My dad, my brothers, my uncles, my aunties, my grandparents...I don't think that I would be the same person if I didn't grow up in a musical home. Each of them has inspired me and molded me into a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Fleetwood Mac--I am relatively new to the Fleetwood Mac fan club, but I LOVE their stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Average White Band--A Jazz/Funk band from the 70s. Can't get better than "Cloudy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Earth Wind &amp;amp; Fire--EWF. They were and are still a musical phenomenon. What else can I say???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;IDK who else to put down as of this moment. I have so many musical influences, from Hawaiian music to Rock and Classical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that if you are a true music lover, it's too hard to pick just one group or artist that is your favorite, because every piece of music has the potential to fundamentally change your life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a song that will get your toes tappin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/KfmCTcjkSyA/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfmCTcjkSyA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KfmCTcjkSyA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6957772030654780713-5446690634383557683?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5446690634383557683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5446690634383557683&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5446690634383557683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5446690634383557683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/11/musicrevisited.html' title='Music...revisited'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5849693835143382094</id><published>2011-11-28T23:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T00:01:58.392-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Blogs in One Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Man...I need to learn how to get my readership up! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, my roommate is the only one that has noticed that I need to catch up on my blog challenge. :) Thanks Amy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho--since I have done a lot of free writing, I'm moving on to Day 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 12 – 15 Random Facts about you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;1. I look amazing in the color &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;BLUE&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;2. My hair is awesome. Seriously... I don't really know anyone that is wash and wear like me. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;3. I have an obsession with flashlights. And ball point pens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;4. I just got back from a vacation in Portland. It was AWESOME. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;5. My feet are my best feature overall. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;6. I use emoticons ALL THE TIME. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;7. Things that are sparkly make me happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;8. My ring size is 12.5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;9. If I could do one thing right now, I would make a chocolate souffle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;10. I secretly love school because I get to learn new things everyday. (Guess the secret's out! ;) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;11. I want to get a new car, but I love Blanche too much to really put effort into the search for one.&amp;nbsp; That, and I am the best procrastinator EVER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;12. Having a post office box makes me feel like an adult.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;13. When I was on the plane ride home (from OR) I saw a girl knitting and thought it was amazing. I still like crochet better than knitting, but I thought that was random enough for inclusion in this list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;14. Sometimes I feel like I'm an "animal whisperer." I do really well with animals...and kids for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;15. I was thinking the other day about dreams. Wouldn't it be cool if we transported every night to another dimension through our dreams, and that is why sometimes they are super vivid and stuff? I like to think about things like that in my spare time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Anyway. I know that I've been sort of a slacker lately, but I promise that I'll be better about posting. Have a great night!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sound.to/images/cover/interpret/5/f/5fbcf70d27063b784f44cac35923997b.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://www.sound.to/images/cover/interpret/5/f/5fbcf70d27063b784f44cac35923997b.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Drinking for 11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;by: Mad Caddies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Drinking for eleven, that's just what I do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When I'm not with you, my heart goes to bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;End of the bar, that's just where I'll be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Don't try and come find me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;'Cause I'm already dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;With one eye tied upon the open road,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I feel your presence and I can't let it go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;It moves so slowly as it creeps into my mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Steals every breath I have and leaves my heart behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I wanna know what you're feeling if you're feeling alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I wanna hear if you still care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The last time I remember you was the last time I wasn't scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When the night starts fadin' and the mornin' arrives, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I wanna still feel you around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Will you creep into my head again and pick me up off the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Once more, tell me what you're fighting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;you can't see through today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;you can't see through today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;There's nowhere left to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Sometimes I feel like I'm out here all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Just one in a million stuck with no place left to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Fear steps up to me with every move that I make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Following close behind my soul it wants to take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I wanna know what you're feeling if you're feeling alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I wanna hear if you still care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The last time I remember you was the last time I wasn't scared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When the night starts fadin' and the mornin' arrives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I wanna still feel you around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Will you creep into my head again and pick me up off the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Once more, tell me what you're fighting for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;you can't see through today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Gotta try, gotta try for tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;you can't see through today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;There's nowhere left to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Drinking for eleven, that's just what I do, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: black;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;When I'm not with you, my heart goes to bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&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/6957772030654780713-5849693835143382094?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5849693835143382094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5849693835143382094&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5849693835143382094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5849693835143382094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/11/two-blogs-in-one-night.html' title='Two Blogs in One Night'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2811436112701090153</id><published>2011-11-28T19:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-28T19:54:50.317-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Motivation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I've been thinking a lot about life lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What defines success in your life??? Or success in general?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.worldcupblog.org/www.worldcupblog.org/files/2010/07/success-and-failure-sign.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://cdn.worldcupblog.org/www.worldcupblog.org/files/2010/07/success-and-failure-sign.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know there is the 'typical' view of success, but what is success for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you aren't successful are you automatically a failure? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that success would be marriage, a great job, a big house, a nice car, and raising my own family. Did I mention that I wanted to achieve all of this within the first 25 years of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may seem to be strange that I would want to do all of that so early in my life--but that is what I wanted, and what I was taught meant success. Not attaining what I perceived as "success" in life meant I was a failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am 27 years old, and I haven't done any of those things.&amp;nbsp; At one point in my life I felt like a failure. A HUGE failure. How could I move forward in life if I was such a huge failure at EVERYTHING I wanted for myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as I have matured I can honestly say that now I feel &lt;i&gt;accomplished&lt;/i&gt; and overall...just GRATEFUL for what I have. I have been able to achieve so much and do so many things that I have always wanted to do. And I still am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to a friend of mine and we were discussing things that we have done and things we hope to do in the near future. I'm not really the type of person to make an actual list of things that I want to do during my life, but during this discussion I realized that I &lt;i&gt;have&lt;/i&gt; done a lot in my life.&lt;b&gt; I am a successful woman.&lt;/b&gt; Even though my culture, religion, and even at times my family and friends have told me that I'm not enough, I know that I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm writing this right now. I felt like it was important...so I'll leave you with a thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discovering and achieving your dreams is not easy. You may not always be the best at whatever you are doing. You may not be following the "success timeline" you or someone else has set up for your life. However, it is never too late to find what you are passionate about. It is never too late to live your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is here for the living. We aren't meant to whittle our time away because we are afraid or because we don't think we have the ability to attain our dreams. If you want to do something, do it. If you want to go somewhere, go! Life is too short to limit yourself because of fear. Success is achieving your dreams. But happiness and fulfillment are found in the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get out there and start LIVING YOUR DREAMS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of lyrics, here is a little something from one of my favorite websites &lt;a href="http://shop.holstee.com/" target="_blank"&gt;holstee&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/QDmt_t6umoY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QDmt_t6umoY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QDmt_t6umoY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&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/6957772030654780713-2811436112701090153?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2811436112701090153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2811436112701090153&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2811436112701090153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2811436112701090153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/11/motivation.html' title='Motivation'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-9111728125062539659</id><published>2011-10-02T20:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T20:26:38.410-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Radio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In just a week or so, I will start training for my first ever RADIO show! :) I am SO excited. I can't even start to tell you. It's going to be epic! Me and my friend Susi will be featured in a show called&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/KTIMIslandFever"&gt; "Island Fever" on KTIM&lt;/a&gt;, which is a grassroots community radio station here is Southern Utah. It's going to be EPIC. Seriously. When we start doing podcasts, I'll let you guys know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was a day for learning things. I learned how to put up a large banner with stakes and zip ties. I also learned how to make a ringtone from music files! :) I made one today from one of my favorite video games, Bust-A-Groove, called &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOj_ihol6z8"&gt;Kitty-N's theme&lt;/a&gt;. Check it out. It's AMAZING. Anyway, I made it on a website called &lt;a href="http://www.myxer.com/"&gt;Myxer&lt;/a&gt;. It's pretty awesome! :)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, General Conference was amazing. I don't think I've ever had more spiritual guidance in a conference before. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-9111728125062539659?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/9111728125062539659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=9111728125062539659&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9111728125062539659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9111728125062539659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/10/radio.html' title='Radio'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-6197005936082534145</id><published>2011-09-19T20:07:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T20:07:59.857-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Aloha!!!&lt;br /&gt;How have you all been? Here, life has been pretty awesome and crazy and stressful, and overall... life! :) This weekend was the Young Single Adult Conference for our stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was...AMAZING. More than amazing. I just posted this on my facebook, but it was a life-changing experience. I went to the conference with a lot on my plate and a lot of questions. I left with a light heart and a happy feeling. I haven't really felt that happy in a LONG time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am just SO grateful for this life. I am grateful for the love that is shown to me, even though I know I don't deserve it most days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a personality test the other day with my brothers, and I was faced with the Karyn that they have known their entire life. It wasn't pretty.&amp;nbsp; I would be lying if I said that their portrayal of me and the clarity in which they have seen me in the past wasn't hurtful. However, it was true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have made a resolution to try to be better. I don't want people to think I'm critical of them, or that I won't listen to them if they need me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend was the best place to see that I need to focus on what really matters. I get so...distracted by things that are so trivial. I need to take a step back and refocus my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really good friend of mine is moving this week to Vegas for a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SUPER happy for him. He has been looking for a while and is going to start working at a company that offers really good opportunities for advancement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I am WAY sad about it...even though it's only 2 hours away. I guess what really makes me sad is that I can't just drop by his place or tell him to come over to hang out. He's rambunctious and loud, but he's also really fun and we have the awesomest conversations about stuff. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a mixture of emotions, but I keep coming back to happy. I'm glad that he has this opportunity, and that he's moving forward with life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. Life is good, and will keep getting better. I just need to get back to the basics. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I don't listen to a lot of country, but this one is for Chris - who played this on his iPhone three times this past weekend. lol. I think he likes it, but I can't be sure. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/7qzhngp7jh8/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7qzhngp7jh8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7qzhngp7jh8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-6197005936082534145?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/6197005936082534145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=6197005936082534145&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6197005936082534145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6197005936082534145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/09/weekend.html' title='Weekend'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-770313295764623312</id><published>2011-09-15T18:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T18:51:27.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Lately I have been...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... I can't really think of the right word. Stretched thin? Over-extended?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. You get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get like this (and it does happen from time to time) I try to avoid people because if you have known me for any length of time, I tend to be ... unpleasant. Grumpy. Cantankerous. (lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, when you have someone who is typically in a good mood and really happy and doing what they are supposed to as your roommate (I'm talking about you, Amy), it is nearly impossible to have a bad day or to be in a bad mood for any length of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I find myself intrigued, enlightened, and amused at the smallest and least likely of things. It's been really cool. For instance, I made a calendar AGES ago for work, and the color combination I created on October 7th is phenomenal. It's like a &lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;spring green&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;orangey-pink&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;golden rod&lt;/span&gt;. It's seriously amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really inspired this blog though happened last night after a birthday party I went to. My good friend Wyatt was there playing volleyball, and he stopped playing the game and hugged me. He also told me that he missed having me around and that he wished I would make more of an effort to be a part of our social group again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously surprised. I didn't think that it really made that much of a difference to people if I was around or not. I have been buried in school, and make that excuse to people when they ask me about where I've been, but it was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing happened last night that was cool too. My roomie came to my office (where I was doing homework) and just chilled with me until I was done. So, as we were sitting in the office, I finished a particularly difficult piece of my accounting homework and exclaimed, "I am amazing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what she said?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It took you that long to figure that out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only was that super cool of her to say that, but it made me think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I undervalue myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean...I'm not trying to be cocky or arrogant. However, I do "have a particular set of skills" (movie quote?) that I think are unique and are valuable. I think I'm pretty awesome at what I do. People come and ask me for things, and I can give them what they ask for. How fantastic is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess what I really want to say is...THANK YOU. Thanks to friends and family that support me, and inspire me to be better, and that love me unconditionally. This week I have definitely needed it, and you all have delivered beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this song is the EXACT opposite of what I just said, but it has been in my head, so here you go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/k1PyK4h7nTE/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1PyK4h7nTE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k1PyK4h7nTE&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&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/6957772030654780713-770313295764623312?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/770313295764623312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=770313295764623312&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/770313295764623312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/770313295764623312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/09/new-life.html' title='New Life'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2126250806719634819</id><published>2011-09-03T02:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T02:34:09.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I am an optimist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always like to look on the bright side of things. I guess I figure that it's too depressing to be pessimistic all the time. I do have pessimistic moments...I will actually seek out the worst case scenario, plan for it, and then hope for the best case scenario to happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose that makes me a cautious optimist. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. The reason I am writing this is because of one thing. I like to give people the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are sometimes bad and mean. They are sometimes hurtful and violent. However, I believe in the goodness of people. I believe that if you give someone a chance to prove themselves as a good and honest person, that they will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people see this point of view as naive or foolish. Trust me, I know how it sounds. Rest assured that I will always have the little planner in&amp;nbsp; my head preparing me for the worst case scenario. However, most of me will trust people until they prove that they aren't trustworthy. Even then, I will give people second, third, even fourth chances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know exactly how I learned this, but I think I get it from my dad. He is one of the most forgiving and friendly people I know. I have seen people do some pretty messed up things to my dad, and he just lets it roll off his shoulders. I think I also get some of it from my mom...who invariably puts up with us (her family) even though sometimes we say or do things that are really hurtful towards her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have read past posts I have written about my family, you will know that I consider myself the "black sheep" of the family. I have always gone my own way. I make my friends my family... especially when I am away from my actual family (like I am now). My brothers seem content to have their wives and kids, and that's it. I'm not sure if I would be that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I think that fact is the reason I am so forgiving of my friends. When they hurt me, when they betray me, etc. I forgive them...because that is what you do when it's your family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not have the most perfect home life, and I never claimed I was anywhere near perfect. However, I DO think I have this right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgiveness (is more than saying sorry! ;) What movie???) is something I am good at. Not only forgiving, but forgetting as well. I think there is a reason I have a leaky sieve for a brain. I can't remember stuff to save my life. (As is surely frustrating for everyone around me. Sorry. I can't help it.) I &lt;i&gt;do&lt;/i&gt; remember love though. I love my family. I love my friends. I even love perfect strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are bad people out there. I consider myself a pretty good judge of character, so don't worry. I won't be playing the martyr and getting myself into trouble with people that are sketchy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know one thing though. People deserve the benefit of the doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenge this week--trust someone. It might turn sour, I know... but maybe, just maybe you'll be surprised at the awesomeness that ensues. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2126250806719634819?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2126250806719634819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2126250806719634819&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2126250806719634819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2126250806719634819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-am-optimist.html' title=''/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-3890108559793463552</id><published>2011-09-01T21:08:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T21:08:33.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Case of the Missing Blogger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Wow. It's been what? Months?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be wondering where I've been, or what I've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truthfully, I don't have anything super entertaining to tell you. I started my Bachelor's program and I honestly think that if I write another paper, I'll explode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it comes......&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Huh. Nothing. I guess I can go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to write so much for school that it makes writing for fun much less appealing. However, because I love you all and because I am procrastinating some homework tonight, I am going to write a blog post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see the excitement in your eyes. lol. Hopefully I will be able to live up to all of your blogging expectations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot has happened in the past three months...and yet it has gone by so quickly. It seems like it was just yesterday when I was starting my first class, and now it's been 16 weeks and I'm in my fourth class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to describe to you the feeling of accomplishing something that I never thought was possible. I never thought that I would ever get my degree, and here I am--about 16 months away from achieving that goal. It's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course it isn't all fun and games. I'm tired. Like all the time. I think I have carpal tunnel from typing at a desk all day, and I'm pretty sure my eyes are starting to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all for the cause I guess. :S When I'm blind and unable to move my hands, my degree will keep me warm at night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work hasn't been too shabby either. Truth be told, I think I'm more frustrated with things now than I have EVER been, but it's manageable, and my boss is cool about confrontation, so I get to put in my 2 cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I ever told you that I love confrontation??? That and awkward moments. :) Give me an awkward moment, and I'll give you a big high five!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and musically, I have been exploring. It's been pretty awesome. Lately I have been listening to a lot of house, funk, electronic, and reggae. Oh, and oldies. So many oldies. I love oldies. Anything from the 90s and older... preferably from the 70s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51H34SS4VVL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51H34SS4VVL._SL500_AA300_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do love the 70s. Such great music, fashion, design...everything about the 70s is inspiring to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is where I'll stop for tonight. I really need to do homework, and then it's off to bed for me.&amp;nbsp; Tomorrow morning is do or die time. I find out tomorrow morning if the new battery I bought fixed my car or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Feels Like Home &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Randy Newman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something in your eyes, &lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to lose myself, &lt;br /&gt;Makes me want to lose myself, in your arms. &lt;br /&gt;There's something in your voice, &lt;br /&gt;Makes my heart beat fast. &lt;br /&gt;Hope this feeling lasts, the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew how lonely my life has been, &lt;br /&gt;And how long I've been so alone. &lt;br /&gt;And if you knew how I wanted someone to come a - long, &lt;br /&gt;And change my life the way you've done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like home to me, feels like home to me, &lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from. &lt;br /&gt;It feels like home to me, feels like home to me, &lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A window breaks down a long dark street, &lt;br /&gt;And a siren wails, in the night. &lt;br /&gt;But I'm all right, 'cause I have you here with me. &lt;br /&gt;And I can almost see through the dark there's light. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew how much this moment means to me, &lt;br /&gt;And how long I've waited for your touch. &lt;br /&gt;And if you knew how happy you are ma - king me, &lt;br /&gt;I've never thought I'd love anyone so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels like home to me, feels like home to me, &lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I come from. &lt;br /&gt;It feels like home to me, feels like home to me, &lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong. &lt;br /&gt;It feels like I'm all the way back where I belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/6957772030654780713-3890108559793463552?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/3890108559793463552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=3890108559793463552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3890108559793463552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3890108559793463552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/09/case-of-missing-blogger.html' title='The Case of the Missing Blogger'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-6029226124481930208</id><published>2011-06-16T15:39:00.017-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T16:11:02.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'>How today has been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-15DbxFaKRxg/Tfp9Mk0_pyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/0K72MCkwoZs/s1600/media_http20mediatumb_aAwaE.jpg.scaled500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-15DbxFaKRxg/Tfp9Mk0_pyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/0K72MCkwoZs/s1600/media_http20mediatumb_aAwaE.jpg.scaled500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Have you ever felt like someone must be playing a prank on you??? I wouldn't be surprised if Ashton Kutcher came out and punk'd me right now. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Without You&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Pure Heart&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a little restless since you left me.&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking about all the things you've said.&lt;br /&gt;And even though they say that lovin don't come easy--&lt;br /&gt;Still I thought it would be different for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know mama, she said don't do it on your own.&lt;br /&gt;But even mama needed help now and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I can go any further&lt;br /&gt;Without you in my life&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know why the hell I even bother&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said everyone needs a hand to guide them,&lt;br /&gt;but oh sometime pride gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;And my god it seems at times I'm going crazy...&lt;br /&gt;still I gotta just take it day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know Moses, he didn't do it on his own.&lt;br /&gt;And even Daniel needed help out the den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I can go any further&lt;br /&gt;Without you in my life&lt;br /&gt;And i don't know why the hell I even bother &lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Said everyone needs a hand to guide them,&lt;br /&gt;but oh sometime pride gets in the way.&lt;br /&gt;And my god it seems at times I'm going crazy...&lt;br /&gt;still I gotta just take it day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh you know Moses, he didn't do it on his own.&lt;br /&gt;And even Daniel needed help out the den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know if I can go any further&lt;br /&gt;Without you in my life&lt;br /&gt;And i don't know why the hell I even bother &lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side.&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-6029226124481930208?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/6029226124481930208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=6029226124481930208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6029226124481930208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6029226124481930208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/06/how-today-has-been.html' title='How today has been...'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-15DbxFaKRxg/Tfp9Mk0_pyI/AAAAAAAAAvA/0K72MCkwoZs/s72-c/media_http20mediatumb_aAwaE.jpg.scaled500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8518987754434440968</id><published>2011-06-14T21:57:00.045-06:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T22:30:28.420-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time coming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. It's been FOREVER. Truthfully...I haven't really had a lot to say. I mean, how many times should I go over how tough school is, or how frustrating work can be? I've been trying to be more positive, so I haven't wanted to blog about that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I also haven't really had a lot of good going on either. Until this last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it started out like any other week. I went to work...and was working on school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Tuesday, I made the decision t start Weight Watchers. I have been looking for a way to discipline myself, and it has been good so far. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday...well. It was an interesting day. I went into work and started on some projects. Sporadically throughout my day I'll take mini breaks to refresh my perspective. These breaks can include Facebook, surfing design sites, downloading fonts... you know. Whatever I feel like doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I was on Facebook, and I get a friend request from a guy from my hometown. He was good friends with my older bro, so I was like--awesome. So, I added him. In 5 mins he was messaging me, and asked me if I was married or dating someone. Within 30 mins, he had told me he had a crush on me in high school, and had given me his number and asked me to call him.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not going to lie. It sort of freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. He was nice when we were younger, and I'm sure he's still a nice guy. I guess I'm just not used to guys being so direct with me. I don't know if I'll ever call him... mostly because I have a lot of stuff to sort out in my life before I get into any relationship. ALso--I don't really know him that well, so it would be hard for me to even consider dating. AND--my brothers told me some stuff about guys that has stuck with me through the years. Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was flattered, but it also got me thinking. Where am I at in the "relationship" arena? Am I ready to get in the game, or am I still nursing that "old injury" and benching myself? Have I outgrown the game? Have I let myself go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is really what I have been thinking about lately. When am I going to take control of my life again? When will simply "getting by" not be enough? I think that I'm starting to take a positive move forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just taking life one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song has been stuck in my head. Not applicable to anything really...just a nice song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;How Do I Live&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: LeAnn Rimes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I,&lt;br /&gt;Get through the night without you?&lt;br /&gt;If I had to live without you,&lt;br /&gt;What kind of life would that be?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I&lt;br /&gt;I need you in my arms, need you to hold,&lt;br /&gt;You're my world, my heart, my soul,&lt;br /&gt;If you ever leave,&lt;br /&gt;Baby you would take away everything good in my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me now&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you?&lt;br /&gt;I want to know,&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe without you?&lt;br /&gt;If you ever go,&lt;br /&gt;How do I ever, ever survive?&lt;br /&gt;How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without you,&lt;br /&gt;There'd be no sun in my sky,&lt;br /&gt;There would be no love in my life,&lt;br /&gt;There'd be no world left for me.&lt;br /&gt;And I,&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't know what I would do,&lt;br /&gt;I'd be lost if I lost you,&lt;br /&gt;If you ever leave,&lt;br /&gt;Baby you would take away everything real in my life,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me now,&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you?&lt;br /&gt;I want to know,&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe without you?&lt;br /&gt;If you ever go,&lt;br /&gt;How do I ever, ever survive?&lt;br /&gt;How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me baby,&lt;br /&gt;How do I go on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ever leave,&lt;br /&gt;Baby you would take away everything,&lt;br /&gt;I need you with me,&lt;br /&gt;Baby don't you know that you're everything,&lt;br /&gt;Real in my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tell me now,&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you,&lt;br /&gt;I want to know,&lt;br /&gt;How do I breathe without you?&lt;br /&gt;If you ever go,&lt;br /&gt;How do I ever, ever survive?&lt;br /&gt;How do I, how do I, oh how do I live?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I live without you baby?&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/6957772030654780713-8518987754434440968?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8518987754434440968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8518987754434440968&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8518987754434440968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8518987754434440968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/06/long-time-coming.html' title='Long time coming.'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-108336089979690480</id><published>2011-04-15T17:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T17:52:45.290-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tumblr and Life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, I am a recent user of &lt;a href="http://karyn45.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By recent I mean for a couple weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by user I mean I randomly post things on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so much more simple to post on &lt;a href="http://karyn45.tumblr.com/"&gt;Tumblr&lt;/a&gt; than it is to post a blog. It takes little to no brain power at all...whereas it takes me at least a couple of days to build up the motivation to blog. Oh well. Here I am. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I logged into school to see what my overall grade for the Math class I took was. This is what I found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sre_doyV2Ho/TajaHLx57vI/AAAAAAAAAuI/OOj7QYveFoE/s1600/d-minus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sre_doyV2Ho/TajaHLx57vI/AAAAAAAAAuI/OOj7QYveFoE/s1600/d-minus.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll admit--it wasn't my finest hour. In fact--if you can find someone who can teach themselves math, getting it 100% right the first time, I would like to meet them. BUT it is a passing grade, and I'll take what I can get when it comes to &lt;strike&gt;the bane of my existence&lt;/strike&gt; math. This was the last class for me to get my Associates and move forward into my Bachelors program, so I'm glad that I passed and that I did pretty well on my final. :) Gotta love school, right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been saving up and I'm in the market for a computer. I'm looking to convert to Mac...aka Apple, because it's supposedly better for people who design. Having never used a Mac before, I don't know what the big deal is...but every single person I have talked to has recommended a Mac to me. I may be a little behind on the times, but I think I'll take the leap into the 21st century. :) Here is the one I want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFoaFOnhSQ4/TajXgpoVrwI/AAAAAAAAAuA/OBhNzMiqJo0/s1600/imac__87287_zoom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="255" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aFoaFOnhSQ4/TajXgpoVrwI/AAAAAAAAAuA/OBhNzMiqJo0/s320/imac__87287_zoom.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isn't it pretty???&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I haven't really decided on where I want to get it...but I like it a lot. I have been getting "hook-ups" with programs and stuff, so I think I'm headed down the right path...since everything is working out so well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I don't really have anything else to say...I made a garland for our house. It's way cute. :) lol. Okay. here are your lyrics. :) I LOVE Keri Hilson. :) She has a fab voice, and she's way pretty. :) I like this video. Look it up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your weekend!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pretty Girl Rock&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Keri Hilson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQhZTiULGGo/TajZL9ngv-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/Tcz3ntKacGo/s1600/Pretty-Girl-Rock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZQhZTiULGGo/TajZL9ngv-I/AAAAAAAAAuE/Tcz3ntKacGo/s320/Pretty-Girl-Rock.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh uh uh ah uh uh&lt;br /&gt;I can do the pretty girl rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Rock to the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Now what's your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Keri, I'm so very&lt;br /&gt;Fly oh my, it's a little bit scary&lt;br /&gt;Boys wanna marry, looking at my derrière&lt;br /&gt;And you can stare but if you touch it Imma bury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty as a picture&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter than a swisher&lt;br /&gt;Mad 'cause I'm cuter than the girl that's with you&lt;br /&gt;I don't gotta talk about it baby you can see it&lt;br /&gt;But if you want I'll be happy to repeat it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Keri, I'm so very&lt;br /&gt;Fly oh my, it's a little bit scary&lt;br /&gt;Boys wanna marry, looking at my derrière&lt;br /&gt;And you can stare but if you touch it Imma bury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty as a picture&lt;br /&gt;Sweeter than a swisher&lt;br /&gt;Mad 'cause I'm cuter than the girl that's with you&lt;br /&gt;I can talk about it 'cause I know that I'm pretty&lt;br /&gt;And if you know it too then ladies sing it with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on me when I walk in,&lt;br /&gt;No question that this girl's a 10&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;My walk, my talk, the way I drip&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault, so please don't trip&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, now do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Do the pretty girl rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;All my ladies do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Do the pretty girl rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Do the pretty girl rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now where you at)&lt;br /&gt;If your looking for me you can catch me (that's why)&lt;br /&gt;Cameras flashing, daddy turned his head just as soon as I passed him&lt;br /&gt;Girls think I'm conceited 'cause I know I'm attractive&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry about what I think, why don't you ask him? (owoaah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get yourself together, don't hate (never do it)&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy is the ugliest trait (don't, never do it)&lt;br /&gt;I can talk about it 'cause I know that I'm pretty&lt;br /&gt;And if you know it too then ladies sing it with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on me when I walk in,&lt;br /&gt;No question that this girl's a 10&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;My walk, my talk, the way I drip&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault so please don't trip&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Do the pretty girl rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Do the pretty girl rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my ladies do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;Still show me your pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;All my ladies do the pretty girl rock, rock, rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing it with me now&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on me when I walk in,&lt;br /&gt;No question that this girl's a 10&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;My walk, my talk, the way I drip&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault so please don't trip&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All eyes on me when I walk in,&lt;br /&gt;No question that this girl's a 10&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;My walk, my talk, the way I drip&lt;br /&gt;It's not my fault so please don't trip&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Don't hate me 'cause I'm beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owoahaha!&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/6957772030654780713-108336089979690480?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/108336089979690480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=108336089979690480&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/108336089979690480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/108336089979690480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/04/tumblr-and-life.html' title='Tumblr and Life.'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sre_doyV2Ho/TajaHLx57vI/AAAAAAAAAuI/OOj7QYveFoE/s72-c/d-minus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5102929631694080079</id><published>2011-04-03T19:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T19:29:37.470-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The past week!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Hello, hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has a funny way of cramming all the things that need to be done all into one clump of time. That is how this last week has been for me. I hate to keep giving you excuses as to why I'm not really writing a lot, but it really is because I have been inordinately busy lately! :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I happen to have a spare moment now before I start working on my homework for the day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO this last week was my birthday. :) It was pretty awesome. I ended up having a birthday dinner with a bunch of friends at one of my favorite restaurants--Benja's Thai Garden. :) The party was planned by my awesome friends Susi and Amy. :)It was cool to just hang out and talk with a bunch of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also on my birthday I got to go to the funeral of one of the Hawaiian "aunties" here in town--Aunty Dustie. I never really got to talk very much to her, but she always had a smile for me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway--the funeral was really nice. I think I've become a little "desensitized" to funerals. There was a point in time where I was going to funerals around once every other week--resulting in me not really getting emotional or weepy at a funeral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's beside the point, but I was glad I went. I know the family pretty well. They are always sort of stoic and polite, but at the funeral they were so emotional. I couldn't help but to feel the loss they had just experienced. It was such a beautiful service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is so fragile. I have a lot of friends that come to me for advice--and I find myself telling them to LIVE their lives and find what makes them happiest. Our lives are here for us to experience them. We should go and do those things that make us happy. We should spend our time with the people we love and care about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I got that reminder. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving right along--here is the challenge for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Day 10 – A photo of your favorite place to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;My favorite place to eat is a subject of dispute. Some people would say that my favorite food is sushi, some people think it's Thai food...and some people think my favorite food is hamburgers. I happen to LOVE food in general...but my favorite place to eat is a little hole in the wall called Hayashi's You Make the Roll in Kona, HI. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncnBJvNuMOE/TZkcyJwk9MI/AAAAAAAAAt8/X1uKNiMCnEg/s1600/hard-to-find-but-worth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncnBJvNuMOE/TZkcyJwk9MI/AAAAAAAAAt8/X1uKNiMCnEg/s320/hard-to-find-but-worth.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;DELISH!!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway--This weekend I got to go see my grandma. :) She is so awesome! :) I totally needed a break and it was awesome to be able to get out of town and chill with my fam. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anywho--here is the song for the day. I hope that you all have a great week. :) Hopefully I will be blogging more than once a week, but no promises. :) Have a good one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stay With Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Faces&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mornin' don't say you love me,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll only kick you out of the door&lt;br /&gt;I know your name is Rita 'cause your perfume's smellin' sweeter&lt;br /&gt;Since when I saw you down on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't need to much pursuadin'&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to sound degradin',&lt;br /&gt;But with a face like that you got nothin' to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;Red lips, hair and fingernails,&lt;br /&gt;I hear you're a mean old Jezebel&lt;br /&gt;Lets go up stairs and read my Tarot cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me&lt;br /&gt;For tonight you'd better stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me&lt;br /&gt;For tonight you'd better stay with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the mornin', please don't say you love me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know I'll only kick you out the door&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'll pay your cab fare home, you can even use my best cologne,&lt;br /&gt;Just don't be here in the mornin' when I wake up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay with me, stay with me&lt;br /&gt;For tonight you'd gonna stay with me&lt;br /&gt;Sit down, get up, get out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-5102929631694080079?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5102929631694080079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5102929631694080079&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5102929631694080079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5102929631694080079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/04/past-week.html' title='The past week!'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ncnBJvNuMOE/TZkcyJwk9MI/AAAAAAAAAt8/X1uKNiMCnEg/s72-c/hard-to-find-but-worth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-9142208530372876659</id><published>2011-03-25T12:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T12:29:23.094-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Videos and an Opinion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;If any of you have been reading or have know me for any length of time--you will know that I'm not one to go "political" on someone. I rarely take an absolute stand on politics...because truthfully, I like to be able to analyze things and decide if it resonates with truth as I know it. If my position shifts on something, I like to be able to reevaluate where I stand with things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course there are things that I do believe firmly in--but that is for another discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to talk briefly about our president--Barack Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not necessarily against him, but I don't like how he has been representing/leading our country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he's from Hawaii. Yes, he's African American. Believe me when I say that I was even surprised that I didn't like him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plain and simple--I don't like his politics. I don't like how shady he is about his past. I don't see the big deal with the whole "birth certificate" thing. I was watching a video that was taken from "The View" where Donald Trump was calling Obama out to show us the original B.C. and it erupted into chaos! Everyone was yelling--Whoopi was going off about Hawaii being a state, everyone else was hard to hear because they were screeching like outraged chickens, and Barbara was trying to make it a 20/20 interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me, and most of you didn't/never really will... but if you did--I would tell you that when you are talking about your leaders, it should be with respect and calm. The person you decide to be your leader shouldn't confuse you or make you feel insecure. They shouldn't incite arguments and dissension within "the ranks". A Good leader should bring order. They can definitely stir the pot--in fact, they should stir the pot, but they should do it in a diplomatic and fair way. They should keep their word and lead with an even hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that Obama has done any of that for me. If anything since he has become the president I've actually QUESTIONED my citizenship in this great country. I've been more fearful of my future than I have ever been. I love America. I LOVE this country. I am NOT in love with our leaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I don't hate Obama. From what I can gather (as I don't know him personally...) he is an educated, savvy person that is very charismatic. I just wish his agenda wasn't based on fear or confusion. I want a leader with a transparent agenda. Even if they are against what I believe in politically, it doesn't matter to me. I want to know where you stand. I want to see what you are trying to get at. Don't play games. Don't make me guess at where we are headed as a country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want change. I want to make a difference. I may not have the resources that Obama has, but I would hope that whoever our next president will be (because we DO need one--for all my anarchist friends/readers out there...we really do) that he or she will lead us away from the chaos and get us started to rebuild the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many people love Obama. I don't know if I love him. I do respect him for what he has accomplished. I would respect him more if he fit the "bill" that I have measured him against, but I don't really know if there is anyone who fits that at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things I want to say...and so many things that are on my mind. I'm even at the point where I'm getting teary eyed and emotional just trying to proof read this. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Karyn. Let's get to the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the bottom line is that we need to change. We need to become better and expect more of our leaders. We need to rise against the fear and confusion and seek out calm and peace. We need to love each other more and hate each other less. We need to stop lying and cheating each other out of stuff and be more charitable. We all can make a difference. We all can make the changes that we are looking for happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if this is disjointed. It started because of one video and its ending because of another. I didn't want to post the Trump/View video because it was so negative. So, I decided to post another one. This video was shared with me by my holistic healer--Cat. There are a lot of things that I agree with in this video, as well as some stuff that I’m not too sure about. Nevertheless, I'm posting it because the overall message is what I wanted to share. I hope you watch it. I hope you think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Challenge today. My challenge to you is to look at this and let me know what you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/NvoRat-Tl_Q/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NvoRat-Tl_Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NvoRat-Tl_Q&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&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/6957772030654780713-9142208530372876659?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/9142208530372876659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=9142208530372876659&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9142208530372876659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9142208530372876659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/03/two-videos-and-opinion.html' title='Two Videos and an Opinion'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2670727384506196815</id><published>2011-03-23T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T16:54:56.641-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I love my Dad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I have been at a loss for the last two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a song stuck in my head and I didn't know any of the words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually if I have a song stuck in my head, I can find the lyrics by mentally going over the parts I have of the song, picking out key lyrics and Googling them. However, this was NOT the case with this song. I had some lyrics but I KNEW they were wrong...so it just circled and circled in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR TWO WEEKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Like a splinter in your mind..." (what movie??? lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one call to my Dad...who is the most amazing musician I know (so of course he knows EVERY song in the universe...well that's how it feels. :) ), and I got the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hummed the tune to him with the iconic "la, la, la, la" on the end and he knew exactly what song had been haunting me for two weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMAZING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was that awesome. I have a slice of it...as I am his daughter...but he has the whole cake. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more reasons why I love my Dad...I could probably write an Encyclopaedia Britannica with all the reasons why I love my Dad...but always being able to rely on him for the small things is probably one of the #1 reasons. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving right along...here is the challenge for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Day 9 – A photo of the item you last purchased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Pdta_X_-wuo/TYp5QcEMT2I/AAAAAAAAAt4/4U85s6O5jFo/s1600/applebees+lubbock+burgers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="174" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Pdta_X_-wuo/TYp5QcEMT2I/AAAAAAAAAt4/4U85s6O5jFo/s200/applebees+lubbock+burgers.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The A1 Steakhouse Burger&lt;br /&gt;from Applebees!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Sad day that this was the last thing I purchased...but oh well. It was delightful! :) Go Applebees!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for joining us today at "you're a sword." :) Enjoy the smooth sultry lyrics of the song that haunted me for the past two weeks AND that inspired me to blog today. :) PEACE!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Poetry Man&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Phoebe Snow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me laugh&lt;br /&gt;'Cause your eyes they light the night&lt;br /&gt;They look right through me&lt;br /&gt;You bashful boy&lt;br /&gt;You're hiding something sweet&lt;br /&gt;Please give it to me yeah, to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me some more&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;You're the poetry man&lt;br /&gt;You make things all rhyme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a genie&lt;br /&gt;All I ask for is your smile&lt;br /&gt;Each time I rub the lamp&lt;br /&gt;When I am with you&lt;br /&gt;I have a giggling teenage crush&lt;br /&gt;Then I'm a sultry vamp, yeah sultry vamp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me some more&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;You're the poetry man&lt;br /&gt;You make things all right, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me some more&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;You're the poetry man&lt;br /&gt;You make things all right, yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, once again&lt;br /&gt;It's time to say so long&lt;br /&gt;And so recall the cull of life&lt;br /&gt;You're going home now&lt;br /&gt;Home's that place somewhere you go each day&lt;br /&gt;To see your wife, to see your wife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me some more&lt;br /&gt;You know that you don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;You're the poetry man&lt;br /&gt;You make things all right, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to me some more&lt;br /&gt;You don't have to go&lt;br /&gt;You're the poetry man&lt;br /&gt;You make things all right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2670727384506196815?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2670727384506196815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2670727384506196815&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2670727384506196815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2670727384506196815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-i-love-my-dad.html' title='Why I love my Dad.'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Pdta_X_-wuo/TYp5QcEMT2I/AAAAAAAAAt4/4U85s6O5jFo/s72-c/applebees+lubbock+burgers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8016267439488414816</id><published>2011-03-20T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T19:05:57.133-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Moo! D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 8 – A song to match your mood.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Always Be My Baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;by: Mariah Carey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;We were as one babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;For a moment in time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And it seemed everlasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;That you would always be mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Now you want to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;So I'm letting you fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;'Cause I know in my heart babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Our love will never die, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;I'm a part of you indefinitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And we'll linger on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;I ain't gonna cry no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And I won't beg you to stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;If you're determined to leave boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;I will not stand in your way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;But inevitably you'll be back again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;'Cause you know in your heart babe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Our love will never end, no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;You'll always be a part of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And we'll linger on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Ooh darling,'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(I know that you'll be back boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;When your days and your nights get a little bit colder, oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(I know that)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;You'll be right back, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Well, baby believe me it's only a matter of time, time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;You'll always be apart of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And we'll linger on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(And we will linger on and on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(Ooh baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;You'll always be apart of me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And I'm part of you indefinitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Boy don't you know you can't escape me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(No, no)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(You and I will always be)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;And we'll linger on and on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Time can't erase a feeling this strong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(You and I)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;No way you're never gonna shake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(You and I)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Ooh darling, 'cause you'll always be my baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(You and I will always be)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(No way your never gonna shake me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(No way your never gonna shake me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(You and I will always be)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;(No matter what you do baby)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #76a5af;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;Do do doop do doop da dum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8016267439488414816?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8016267439488414816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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D'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8087474174322600399</id><published>2011-03-19T00:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T00:45:21.654-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Key to Success?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So, I've been super sick the past two days. It's alright. I've actually have been WAY productive. I paid off a bill, went grocery shopping, learned to make soup, decorated my bedroom, did homework (and understood it) and started playing Guitar Hero. lol. I know the last one isn't necessarily something to be proud of...lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I came to the conclusion--is being sick the key to success for me??? I seem to get a TON more done when I don't work. Isn't that weird??? I have to work to pay bills and to LIVE..but truthfully, work is a necessary evil. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it were up to me--I would never have to work. I would LOVE to be able to move forward with my life and travel all around...or to do something that I wouldn't see as work...that would be even better. well...maybe that would be a bad idea. I like to be busy too. I like having a routine and being able to have deadlines and projects. :) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know what I want. I just want to be happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I guess I should keep going with my challenge...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 7 – Your dream wedding.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm. This is a hard one. I don't really know what my dream wedding would be because it would change depending on who I marry. I have the broad strokes of what I want...I want to marry in the temple to a worthy preisthood holder. I know I want my family there...and I want to have a reception in Hawaii...but really, after that I don't really know.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;She Works Hard For The Money&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Donna Summer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so hard for it honey&lt;br /&gt;she works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so you better treat her right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so hard for it honey&lt;br /&gt;she works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so you better treat her right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onetta there in the corner stand&lt;br /&gt;and wonders where she is and&lt;br /&gt;it's strange to her&lt;br /&gt;some people seem to have everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine a.m. on the hour hand&lt;br /&gt;and she's waiting for the bell&lt;br /&gt;and she's looking real pretty&lt;br /&gt;just wait for her clientele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so hard for it honey&lt;br /&gt;she works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so you better treat her right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so hard for it honey&lt;br /&gt;she works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so you better treat her right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twenty five years have&lt;br /&gt;come and gone&lt;br /&gt;and she' seen a lot of tears&lt;br /&gt;of the ones who come in&lt;br /&gt;they really seem to need her there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sacrifice working day to day&lt;br /&gt;for little money just tips for pay&lt;br /&gt;But it's worth it all&lt;br /&gt;just to hear them say that they care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so hard for it honey&lt;br /&gt;she works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so you better treat her right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She already knows&lt;br /&gt;she's seen her bad times&lt;br /&gt;she already knows&lt;br /&gt;these are the good times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She'll never sell out&lt;br /&gt;she never will&lt;br /&gt;not for a dollar bill&lt;br /&gt;she works hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so hard for it honey&lt;br /&gt;she works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so you better treat her right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so hard for it honey&lt;br /&gt;she works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so you better treat her right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so hard for it honey&lt;br /&gt;she works hard for the money&lt;br /&gt;so you better treat her right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8087474174322600399?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8087474174322600399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8087474174322600399&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8087474174322600399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8087474174322600399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/03/key-to-success.html' title='The Key to Success?'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7230052998569925499</id><published>2011-03-03T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T11:47:57.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget you! ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;I'm trying to memorize a song. Something you should know about me is that I am really awesome at memorizing songs. Like...really good. I listen to the song enough and can recompose the song in my mind...drum beats, back up singers...whatever.&amp;nbsp; lol. I guess I would be REALLY awesome if I knew how to write all that information into music...but I can't. :) It's all god though. I have more than enough songs in my mind to keep me happily entertained for years to come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Challenge for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 6 – A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;---&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;For as long as I can remember I have always wanted a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AUXY7xFMRQI/TW_gSUKw98I/AAAAAAAAAts/wMKqL0NyPwU/s1600/Polar_Bear_0319_-_23-11-06.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AUXY7xFMRQI/TW_gSUKw98I/AAAAAAAAAts/wMKqL0NyPwU/s320/Polar_Bear_0319_-_23-11-06.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Polar Bear! :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I love Love LOVE polar bears. I don't really know what it is about them that is so awesome to me...but when I saw the &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0385752/"&gt;Golden Compass&lt;/a&gt; (which I recommend...almost as good as the book) I was SO jealous! ;) Well... he wasn't really a pet, but he did pledge his allegiance to the girl...so same thing right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving right along. :) I started working out this week. I need to stay on track this time...if for nothing else than the fact that working out regulates my moods and keeps me happy. :) This isn't the first time I've attempted to have a "work out program," but this IS the first time that I have actually been able to find a way to have fun with it, so wish me luck! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Life is pretty awesome. Last night I made curry chicken and mashed butternut squash. It was SOOO good. Seriously. I have never cooked squash or curry before and it ended up being AMAZING! ;) Seriously though. It was good. I'm not trying to toot my own horn or anything. It was really delicious. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'll end it before I go overboard about how much of a WONDERFUL cook I am. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lovefool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by:The Cardigans&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, I fear we're facing a problem&lt;br /&gt;you love me no longer, I know&lt;br /&gt;and maybe there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;that I can do to make you do&lt;br /&gt;Mama tells me I shouldn't bother&lt;br /&gt;that I ought just stick to another man&lt;br /&gt;a man that surely deserves me&lt;br /&gt;but I think you do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cry, and I pray and I beg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;fool me fool me&lt;br /&gt;go on and fool me&lt;br /&gt;love me love me&lt;br /&gt;pretend that you love me&lt;br /&gt;lead me lead me&lt;br /&gt;just say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cried, and I begged for you to&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;lead me lead me&lt;br /&gt;just say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;I can't care about anything but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I have desperately pondered,&lt;br /&gt;spent my nights awake and I wonder&lt;br /&gt;what I could have done in another way&lt;br /&gt;to make you stay&lt;br /&gt;Reason will not reach a solution&lt;br /&gt;I will end up lost in confusion&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you really care&lt;br /&gt;as long as you don't go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cry, I pray and I beg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;fool me fool me&lt;br /&gt;go on and fool me&lt;br /&gt;love me love me&lt;br /&gt;pretend that you love me&lt;br /&gt;lead me lead me&lt;br /&gt;just say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I cried, and I begged for you to&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;lead me lead me&lt;br /&gt;just say that you need me&lt;br /&gt;I can't care about anything but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(anything but you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;say that you love me&lt;br /&gt;fool me fool me&lt;br /&gt;go on and fool me&lt;br /&gt;Love me love me&lt;br /&gt;I know that you need me&lt;br /&gt;I can't care about anything but you&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/6957772030654780713-7230052998569925499?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/7230052998569925499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=7230052998569925499&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7230052998569925499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7230052998569925499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/03/forget-you.html' title='Forget you! ;)'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-AUXY7xFMRQI/TW_gSUKw98I/AAAAAAAAAts/wMKqL0NyPwU/s72-c/Polar_Bear_0319_-_23-11-06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2457615387286989488</id><published>2011-03-01T20:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T20:03:05.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of course!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Something you all should know about me is that I have no problem saying no to someone if they ask me for something I don't either have to ability to do or the motivation to do. Some people have a hard time saying no...but I have never struggled with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, lately I have been asked by many different people to do a lot of design stuff. I like doing design...don"t get me wrong. BUT, it's been really overwhelming. I have so much to do and so little time. One of these days I'll catch up. I hope. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the challenge for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 5 – A photo of yourself two years ago.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jBPin-mHA60/TW2Z_R14t_I/AAAAAAAAAto/oBZ1e0zflO0/s1600/n622105876_1839132_9409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jBPin-mHA60/TW2Z_R14t_I/AAAAAAAAAto/oBZ1e0zflO0/s320/n622105876_1839132_9409.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;A GLORIOUS picture of me. :) You're welcome!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. Here's the song for today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Don't You Want Me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Human League&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar&lt;br /&gt;When I met you&lt;br /&gt;I picked you out, I shook you up, and turned you around&lt;br /&gt;Turned you into someone new&lt;br /&gt;Now five years later on you've got the world at your feet&lt;br /&gt;Success has been so easy for you&lt;br /&gt;But don't forget it's me who put you where you are now&lt;br /&gt;And I can put you back down too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't, don't you want me?&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't believe it when I hear that you won't see me&lt;br /&gt;Don't, don't you want me?&lt;br /&gt;You know I don't believe you when you say that you don't need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's much too late to find&lt;br /&gt;You think you've changed your mind&lt;br /&gt;You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want me baby? Don't you want me oh&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want me baby? Don't you want me oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar&lt;br /&gt;That much is true&lt;br /&gt;But even then I knew I'd find a much better place&lt;br /&gt;Either with or without you&lt;br /&gt;The five years we have had have been such good times&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;But now I think it's time I lived my life on my own&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just what I must do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't, don't you want me?&lt;br /&gt;You know I can't believe it when I hear that you won't see me&lt;br /&gt;Don't, don't you want me?&lt;br /&gt;You know I don't believe you when you say that you don't need me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's much too late to find&lt;br /&gt;You think you've changed your mind&lt;br /&gt;You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want me baby? Don't you want me oh&lt;br /&gt;Don't you want me baby? Don't you want me oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2457615387286989488?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2457615387286989488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2457615387286989488&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2457615387286989488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2457615387286989488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/03/of-course.html' title='Of course!'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-jBPin-mHA60/TW2Z_R14t_I/AAAAAAAAAto/oBZ1e0zflO0/s72-c/n622105876_1839132_9409.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-3972314041191575842</id><published>2011-02-23T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T19:38:59.673-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgic Mountain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Today's challenge was difficult because it was supposed to be a picture of my best friend. Well, I have a bunch of best friends, so I made a collage. Of course this is only a small sampling as I don't have pictures of everyone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Day 4 – Your favorite photograph of your best friend(s).&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhxLTSDnqzo/TWXDlLXVQeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/YUVCq7jO5QQ/s1600/IMG0910+091.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhxLTSDnqzo/TWXDlLXVQeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/YUVCq7jO5QQ/s320/IMG0910+091.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;I LOVE these people... and I love these pictures!!! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Good times!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Anyway. today was pretty cool. We got a new director at work. I'm pretty stoked. I think he'll be awesome. :) Anyway. I have to get going. More on life later. Take care of you!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Victory&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.glidemagazine.com/hiddentrack/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/TrampledByTurtles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="127" src="http://www.glidemagazine.com/hiddentrack/wp-content/uploads/2010/05/TrampledByTurtles.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Trampled by Turtles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us lonely, it ain't a sin&lt;br /&gt;to want something better, then the shape your in.&lt;br /&gt;The rain came at the break of day&lt;br /&gt;your light in the window pane, said come on in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a broken heart babe, I know the sound&lt;br /&gt;Feels like your hands, are nailed to the ground, &lt;br /&gt;but it'll pass just like everything else.&lt;br /&gt;You won't let it get to me, the next time around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a hard earned victory&lt;br /&gt;The life that came from you to me&lt;br /&gt;Could never be wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grown from a moment and a million miles&lt;br /&gt;Here lies the stardust and it slowly dies&lt;br /&gt;Borrowed from nothing come back half alive,&lt;br /&gt;and the stars the whisper blessings as you walk by&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-3972314041191575842?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/3972314041191575842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=3972314041191575842&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3972314041191575842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3972314041191575842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/02/nostalgic-mountain.html' title='Nostalgic Mountain'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yhxLTSDnqzo/TWXDlLXVQeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/YUVCq7jO5QQ/s72-c/IMG0910+091.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2236408254690015445</id><published>2011-02-22T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T21:41:25.922-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;This is not a challenge blog. I am compiling things for that. I just thought I would get on here and say... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2236408254690015445?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2236408254690015445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2236408254690015445&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2236408254690015445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2236408254690015445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/02/post-it.html' title='Post it'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-4573054796276900232</id><published>2011-02-16T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T15:48:20.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Behind in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Aloha All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm behind...in EVERYTHING! I've been fighting off whatever sickness is going around as well as trying to get a decent grade in my newest math class. It's been stressful, but it's all good. I like taking classes one at a time. It makes me feel like I'm actually able to absorb everything. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...this is a couple of days late, but here is the challenge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 3 – Your idea of the perfect first date.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #674ea7; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My perfect date would be August 25, because its not too hot not too cold...all you need is a light jacket. ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just kidding. (what movie???)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hmm. I'm not really the romantic type, so I guess my perfect date would be a barbecue at his house with a bunch of friends and games. :) I just really like hanging out with people...and what better way to bring people together than a good old fashioned BBQ??? ;)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anywho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Life has been...fascinating to say the least. There have been a lot of stuff going down. I guess I shouldn't have complained about life being boring, because there is just a lot going on now. lol.&amp;nbsp; It will be interesting to see how it all works out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I guess since Valentines was a couple of days ago that it's safe for me to talk about my love life without being lumped into &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; category...you know. The one where people talk about love because it's "in the air" or whatever. lol. IDK what I'm saying really, but here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I thought that I had everything figured out. I really thought that I was in a good place with love and what I wanted out of life in regards to a relationship, etc. It seems that things always seem to get shot to hell when I'm comfortable. (sorry. I don't now how else to say it...) Maybe I just need to make it a habit to never have opinions or set ideas about things because they always change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Love (in this instance aka "like," "lust," and "infatuation") is a lot like a storm. When you're in the middle of it, sometimes it's hard to think that there is anything around you that is more important that what is happening to you right at that moment. Sometimes it's so thick in there that you fail to see things that are right in front of you. Sometimes we choose to not see it. Like the ostrich, we stick out heads in the sand and try to wait any problems out..Hoping against all hope that it will all settle down into a comfortable place ans that we can continue on as we did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Unfortunately it isn't true. It's there and it's real (in most cases). However, we need to remind ourselves that there are things that are bigger and more important than our little "storm." I've been caught up in a storm. I've ignored the signs around me that there was danger. I have been that ostrich. Sticking my head in the ground so that I don't have to face the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sometimes we have to pull out heads out and take a breath of fresh air to get perspective.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Some people say that love makes the world go around. I don't know if I believe that is true. Love is a strong emotion, and through great emotion we can accomplish a lot. But for me...love doesn't make the world move. Love isn't what makes me want to live day to day. I feel like that girl in that movie that says, "I don't feel anything about love."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know I haven't always felt that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I know that I won't feel like this forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But it's how I feel today. Not in a depressed, "My life sucks" kind of way. It's more like just a statement of the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Is it bad to feel apathetic right now??? Huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meant To Live&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Switchfoot&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fumbling his confidence&lt;br /&gt;And wondering why the world has passed him by&lt;br /&gt;Hoping that he’s meant for more than arguments&lt;br /&gt;And failed attempts to fly, fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we live inside&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we live inside&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we live inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about providence&lt;br /&gt;And whether mice or men have second tries&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we’ve been livin with our eyes half open&lt;br /&gt;Maybe we’re bent and broken, broken&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we live inside&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we live inside&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere we live inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We want more than this world’s got to offer&lt;br /&gt;We want more than this world’s got to offer&lt;br /&gt;We want more than the wars of our fathers&lt;br /&gt;And everything inside screams for second life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live for so much more&lt;br /&gt;Have we lost ourselves?&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live&lt;br /&gt;We were meant to live&lt;/span&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/6957772030654780713-4573054796276900232?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/4573054796276900232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=4573054796276900232&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/4573054796276900232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/4573054796276900232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/02/behind-in.html' title='Behind in...'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7140586561664229050</id><published>2011-02-10T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T20:09:09.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm hungry... :S</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Aloha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this post is sort of perfect becuase as of this moment, I am extremely hungry. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 2 – A photo of something you ate today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cerealfacts.org/media/cereal_images/PostShreddedWheatWheatNBranImage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://cerealfacts.org/media/cereal_images/PostShreddedWheatWheatNBranImage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delicious! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had this cereal??? A lot of people would probably say that it is tasteless. It's not really. It has a nutty-fiber flavor... and it's good for my digestive system so it's a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;WIN :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Today was pretty cool. I had a TON of work to do which was a nice change. It's always a good day when I can actually work. I hate being BORED all the time... so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I cooked tacos last night. :) It was awesome. lol. Also got a job from my friend Mark to design a postcard. I'm pretty stoked about it...even if I haven't exactly worked on it as hard as I should.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Overall a good day. I should have a new boss soon. Don't know how I feel about that yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ice Box&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Omarion, feat. Timbaland&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fussin' an? fightin', we back at it again&lt;br /&gt;I know that it's my fault but you don't understand&lt;br /&gt;I got memories, this is crazy&lt;br /&gt;You ain't nothin' like the girl I used to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good with ma, good with pa, cool with all my friends&lt;br /&gt;I should try to decide, wanna let you in&lt;br /&gt;That means memories and it's crazy&lt;br /&gt;You ain't nothin' like the girl I used to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I really wanna work this out 'cause I'm tired of fightin'&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope you still want me the way I want you&lt;br /&gt;I said, I really wanna work this out, yo girl, I'm tryin'&lt;br /&gt;It's no excuse, no excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got this ice box where my heart used to be&lt;br /&gt;But I got this ice box where my heart used to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got this ice box where my heart used to be&lt;br /&gt;Said I got this ice box where my heart used to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I get it right? Just can't let it go&lt;br /&gt;I opened up, she let me down, I won't feel that no more&lt;br /&gt;I got memories, this is crazy&lt;br /&gt;She ain't nothin' like the girl I used to know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mean to take it out on you, baby, but I can't help it&lt;br /&gt;'Cause my heart is in the same ol' condition that baby left it&lt;br /&gt;[From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/o/omarion-lyrics/ice-box-lyrics.html]&lt;br /&gt;And I, I apologize for makin' you cry&lt;br /&gt;Look me in my eye and promise you won't do me the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I really wanna work this out 'cause I'm tired of fightin'&lt;br /&gt;And I really hope you still want me the way I want you&lt;br /&gt;I said, I really wanna work this out, yo girl, I'm tryin'&lt;br /&gt;It's no excuse, no excuse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got this ice box where my heart used to be&lt;br /&gt;I got this ice box where my heart used to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this ice box where my heart used to be&lt;br /&gt;I got this ice box where my heart used to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;I'm so cold, I'm so cold, I'm so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be stuck up in this cold, cold world&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be stuck up in this cold, cold world&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna mess this up, better keep your eye on me, girl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-7140586561664229050?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/7140586561664229050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=7140586561664229050&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7140586561664229050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7140586561664229050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/02/im-hungry-s.html' title='I&apos;m hungry... :S'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8286213949367438940</id><published>2011-02-09T15:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T15:51:02.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Okay. So I know I was supposed to start the challenge FOREVER ago. Truthfully I wanted to hold off to see if someone would notice that I haven't started. The only person that brought it up was my roommate...so I guess that's a little comforting. ;) lol. Anyway, here goes the first day of the challenge. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Day 1 – A photo of yourself and a description of how your day was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TVMTIB93dZI/AAAAAAAAAtY/aOwNtssG7XY/s1600/SGCC+009.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="187" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TVMTIB93dZI/AAAAAAAAAtY/aOwNtssG7XY/s400/SGCC+009.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Here is the photo of me. I was just going to post the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;picture on the right...but people usually get mad at me because I always make faces in pictures. SO I posted both. Personally I like the one where I'm making&amp;nbsp; face. At least you can see my eyes. ;) Because my eyelashes slant downwards and my cheeks are cheeky...My eyes look closed when I smile. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Today I am feeling...happy for the most part. I was on facebook earlier and I came across &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y_3BEwpv0dM"&gt;THIS VIDEO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. It makes me feel...well blessed for sure. But it also gives me hope. It's hard to believe that there are people like this that are out there. People who think nothing of themselves and who love and serve the people around them. My favorite quote from the vid is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Food is one part. Love is another part. So, the food will give them physical nutrition. The love and affection which you show, will give them mental nutrition."&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; -Narayanan Krishnan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How amazing is that? Not only is he giving to people on a daily basis...but he is showing them the love and respect that they deserve. SO INSPIRATIONAL!!! I would love to take part in something like that. Hmm... Maybe I'll look into it; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is the first week of my last class for my associates degree. I'm not going to lie to you. I'm WAY stoked about it. I think it'll be awesome! :) I can't believe how close I am to having a degree. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for the day is one that makes me smile. :) Enjoy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Beautiful Life&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Ace of Base&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can do what you want just seize the day&lt;br /&gt;What you're doing tomorrow's gonna come your way&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever consider givin' up, you will find, oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be here beside you&lt;br /&gt;And stay until the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a walk in the park when you feel down&lt;br /&gt;There's so many things there&lt;br /&gt;That's gonna lift you up&lt;br /&gt;See the nature in bloom a laughing child&lt;br /&gt;Such a dream, oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be here beside you&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be here beside you&lt;br /&gt;And stay until the break of dawn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're looking for somewhere to belong&lt;br /&gt;You're standing all alone&lt;br /&gt;For someone to guide you on your way&lt;br /&gt;Now and Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oh oh ooo&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna be anybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in different ways&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take you to a place I've never been&lt;br /&gt;Before oh yeah&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna take you in my arms and fly away&lt;br /&gt;With you tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oooh&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oooh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oooh&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oooh&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life, oooh&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8286213949367438940?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8286213949367438940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8286213949367438940&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8286213949367438940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8286213949367438940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/02/starting.html' title='Starting'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TVMTIB93dZI/AAAAAAAAAtY/aOwNtssG7XY/s72-c/SGCC+009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2657496745249263999</id><published>2011-02-02T20:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T20:39:08.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I know that I have been lame about blogging. Truthfully, I literally haven't had anything that I have wanted to write about. There have been some things that have been mildly interesting, but most of my recent experiences have been too personal or insignificant to put on this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking back at all of my past blogs, and the most regular I have been able to blog has been when I am doing a Challenge or when I am observing the mundane and trivial things in my life. I have also realized that I really like to talk about myself. lol. Looking back at my past posts, there is a lot of me just talking about me. I guess that's what the point of a blog is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for all of us (myself included), I decided to continue the narcissistic focus of this blog and do a blog challenge. ;) lol. It just seems like it will be an easier thing to do than picking out random things to write about. I'll start it tomorrow...since I want to leave soon. :) So--here are the questions/topics as well as a song to round it out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 – A photo of yourself and a description of how your day was.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2 – A photo of something you ate today.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 – Your idea of the perfect first date.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4 – Your favorite photograph of your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;Day 5 – A photo of yourself two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Day 6 – A photo of an animal you’d love to keep as a pet.&lt;br /&gt;Day 7 – Your dream wedding.&lt;br /&gt;Day 8 – A song to match your mood.&lt;br /&gt;Day 9 – A photo of the item you last purchased.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10 – A photo of our favorite place to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Day 11 – FREE WRITE! :)&lt;br /&gt;Day 12 – 15 Random Facts about you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 13 – Your favorite musician and why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 14 – A TV show you’re currently addicted to.&lt;br /&gt;Day 15 – Something you don’t leave the house without.&lt;br /&gt;Day 16 – Your favorite color&lt;br /&gt;Day 17 – 10 Things I Want To Do Before I Die&lt;br /&gt;Day 18 – The meaning behind your blog name.&lt;br /&gt;Day 19 – Your favorite movie.&lt;br /&gt;Day 20 – A photo of something that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;Day 21 – Something you crave a lot.&lt;br /&gt;Day 22 – A photo of you as a child.&lt;br /&gt;Day 23 – Something you could never get tired of doing.&lt;br /&gt;Day 24 – A photo of something that means a lot to you.&lt;br /&gt;Day 25 – Someone you admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool. We'll start it off tomorrow! :) Here's the song for the day. A new find...today actually. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rhythm Of Love&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: the Plain White T's&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My head is stuck in the clouds&lt;br /&gt;She begs me to come down&lt;br /&gt;Says "Boy quit foolin' around"&lt;br /&gt;I told her "I love the view from up here&lt;br /&gt;The warm sun and wind in my ear&lt;br /&gt;We'll watch the world from above&lt;br /&gt;As it turns to the rhythm of love"&lt;br /&gt;We may only have tonight&lt;br /&gt;But till the morning sun you're mine all mine&lt;br /&gt;Play the Music low and sway to the rhythm of love&lt;br /&gt;My heart beats like a drum&lt;br /&gt;A guitar string to the strum&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful song to be sung&lt;br /&gt;She's got blue eyes deep like the sea&lt;br /&gt;That roll back when she's laughing at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She rises up like the tide&lt;br /&gt;The moment her lips meet mine&lt;br /&gt;We may only have tonight&lt;br /&gt;But till the morning sun you're mine all mine&lt;br /&gt;Play the Music low and sway to the rhythm of love&lt;br /&gt;When the moon is low&lt;br /&gt;We can dance in slow motion&lt;br /&gt;And all your tears will subside&lt;br /&gt;All your tears will dry&lt;br /&gt;And long after I've gone&lt;br /&gt;You'll still be humming along&lt;br /&gt;And I will keep you in my mind&lt;br /&gt;The way you make love so fine&lt;br /&gt;We may only have tonight&lt;br /&gt;But till the morning sun you're mine all mine&lt;br /&gt;Play the music low and sway to the rhythm of love&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2657496745249263999?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2657496745249263999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2657496745249263999&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2657496745249263999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2657496745249263999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/02/revelation.html' title='Revelation'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-3285933354221231266</id><published>2011-02-01T20:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T21:01:43.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Life is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really say that it's good of bad right now. There are awesome things going on and there are super crappy things going on as well. This year for me is going to be a year of self mastery. Already I feel like a failure...but something I was told recently is helping me to feel like not too much of a failure. I still feel like one...but it helps me to remember that I need to keep going and to keep moving forward. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Even though you may fail, you can't let that failure define you. You can pick yourself up and realize that you are better than your failures.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/17/2009/12/500x_fail-success.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://cache.gawker.com/assets/images/17/2009/12/500x_fail-success.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know that is true. It's hard for me to be...disciplined and dedicated. I have always run from things I deemed to be 'too hard' or 'too complicated.' Sometimes I feel like all of my struggles would be alleviated if I just stuck around long enough to fix them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I am better than this moment. I am better than my short-comings.&lt;/b&gt; All I need is a little perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have danced hula for...a long time. Lately I've fallen off...as I've been in more demand as a musician than a dancer...but that's beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I was dancing hula, and I felt like the ugliest and least coordinated dancer in the entire group. I mean...hula is a Hawaiian dance...but I just wasn't as graceful and coordinated as the other dancers. So, I started practicing...a lot. I am a stickler for practice, and I was dancing almost everyday for at least two hours outside of regular classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a "test" or more like our teacher wanted to see how well we would dance alone. I went out there, &lt;b&gt;did the dang thing&lt;/b&gt; and danced my heart out. I got all kinds of positive remarks, but the one that meant the most to me was one from our&lt;i&gt; alaka'i &lt;/i&gt;or head dancer. She commented that she could tell I was working hard. Even over the teacher or &lt;i&gt;kumu&lt;/i&gt;, her praise meant the world to me. She was the epitome of what I was hoping to be, and she thought I was good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may not see the purpose of this story, but for me...this story is a reassurance that I can do anything I want to. I can accomplish anything. What seemed like something that I was inept at or unable to accomplish...&lt;b&gt;I did it.&lt;/b&gt; Of course this is only one story of many where I have been able to rise above expectations and shine...but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If life is truly what we make of it...&lt;b&gt;I can make it a success&lt;/b&gt; story for myself. I won't be trodden on or made to feel inferior to who I truly am. &lt;b&gt;I can achieve my dreams and live the life I am destined to live...and so can you.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up to the challenge. Make 2011 a truly unforgettable year. You can do it. We'll shoot for the stars together. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dream On&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Aerosmith&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time that I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;All these lines on my face getting clearer&lt;br /&gt;The past is gone&lt;br /&gt;It went by, like dusk to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the way&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got their dues in life to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;Where it comes and where it goes&lt;br /&gt;I know it's everybody's sin&lt;br /&gt;You got to lose to know how to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half my life&lt;br /&gt;Is in books' written pages&lt;br /&gt;Lived and learned from fools and&lt;br /&gt;From sages&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;All the things come back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On &lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream until the dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream until your dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laughter, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-3285933354221231266?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/3285933354221231266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=3285933354221231266&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3285933354221231266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3285933354221231266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/02/perspective.html' title='Perspective'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8103607172609460623</id><published>2011-01-05T18:10:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T09:44:18.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Year?</title><content type='html'>Hello world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's a new year. Honestly...it doesn't really feel like my new years usually do. It feels...different. A good different. My new years are usually SUPER depressing and screwed up. However, this year was cool. Went and partied in Nevada and found some cool bands. It was way fun and I'm glad I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what now? I usually make resolutions for the new year...but as this year feels different, I want to try something different. I haven't figured it out yet, but I'm getting there. When I know, you'll know. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been sort of bummed out though. A lot of my friends are leaving this year, and it has prompted me to take inventory of my time here. What have I accomplished? What do I want to accomplish? Where do I see myself in the next year? Five years? Ten years???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am at a turning point in my life, but it's sort of scary! I have finally made a decision about what I want to do career-wise, but what about everything else???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that eventually down the line I would like to settle down and get married. I know that I want to buy a house...I know I want a truck. lol. But those are more superficial, aesthetic things that I seek to accomplish because they are indicators of success. I want success. I want to have a comfortable life, but, what else???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may come as a surprise to a lot of you, but I'm not really in a hurry to get married. As a member of the LDS church that is almost unheard of, but it's true. I am working on a lot of things currently and the thought of being married makes it almost too much. Of course I would LOVE to date... but obviously that isn't happening. AND--I really don't think that LDS guys know how to date. (just a side note).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. As for the house and the truck... I will hopefully be getting the latter sometime this year. A house is a ways off. I need to get my shtuff together to even think about getting into that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK. I've been really introspective lately. I guess I just need to figure out my life! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. Work is pretty crazy. My boss got laid off. It's weird to not have him here, but I've always been good with change, so I'm sure it will all be okay. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been craving Hawaii. lol. Is it possible to crave a location??? ;) You can chalk it up to the cold weather we've been getting. I'm ready for some HEAT! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Happy New year. Hopefully your new year goals and resolutions are a little more structured than mine are. You could say that I'm still in the conceptual phase. hehe. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for the day is a music video my friend Jared posted today on his Facebook. They are RAD. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/Xjdkc14-zwQ/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xjdkc14-zwQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Xjdkc14-zwQ&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8103607172609460623?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8103607172609460623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8103607172609460623&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8103607172609460623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8103607172609460623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year.html' title='A New Year?'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-1826055406406091923</id><published>2010-12-15T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T17:24:51.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>Hello world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been blogging a lot.. but truth be told it is because I just haven't had a lot going on. Life is sort of cruisin by for me lately, so there isn't really anything to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll tell you a little about what I've been doing to gear up for Christmas. Well, we (aka me and my roommate Amy) decorated the house and I decided that it needed a little something more. So, I decided to make a garland of ornaments. Let me tell you that if you have never made a garland before, it can be challenging. What I thought would only take about a half hour, ended up taking THREE HOURS! I mean, I'm not gonna lie...it looks AMAZING. However, it took a FREAKING LONG TIME to make. We also got a little baby tree and some stocking hangers. Overall, our apartment looks pretty awesome.. although I need to clean. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TQla8DWwBKI/AAAAAAAAAsY/FywB9JFFrIg/s1600/ducks.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TQla8DWwBKI/AAAAAAAAAsY/FywB9JFFrIg/s320/ducks.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Anywho. OH!!! So, there is this website called &lt;a href="http://mysteryjoyattack.co.uk/"&gt;Mystery Joy Attack&lt;/a&gt;. It was something I signed up for AGES ago for kicks and giggles. Well, last night I get home and my landlord/friend calls me and tells me I got a package. I don't typically get mail at the house (we have a PO Box) so I was a little confused as to how my mail got to the house. She brings it down to me and it is a small little brown package with my name on it. It is mailed from England, and I'm like, "What the..." I open it up and what do I see???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cute little rubber ducky eraser!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. I was so confused until I saw a little piece of paper in the bottom of the package that said it was Mystery Joy Attack. I never really thought I would ever get anything... but I totally did!!!!! :) It was def a joy attack. It is so CUTE!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the awesomeness and randomness of the internet. Seriously. You never know what will happen next! Anyway--thank you Mystery Joy Attack. Your ninja-like moves purloined my gloomy mood with joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by:The Rolling Stones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I never kept a dollar past sunset,&lt;br /&gt;It always burned a hole in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;Never made a school mama happy,&lt;br /&gt;Never blew a second chance, oh no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a love to keep me happy,&lt;br /&gt;I need a love to keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always took candy from strangers,&lt;br /&gt;Didn't wanna get me no trade.&lt;br /&gt;Never want to be like papa,&lt;br /&gt;Working for the boss ev'ry night and day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a love to keep me happy,&lt;br /&gt;I need a love, baby won't ya keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, won't ya keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, please keep me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a love to keep me happy,&lt;br /&gt;I need a love to keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never got a flash out of cocktails,&lt;br /&gt;When I got some flesh off the bone.&lt;br /&gt;Never got a lift out of Lear jets,&lt;br /&gt;When I can fly way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a love to keep me happy,&lt;br /&gt;I need a love to keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby keep me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Baby, baby keep me happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-1826055406406091923?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/1826055406406091923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=1826055406406091923&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1826055406406091923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1826055406406091923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/12/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TQla8DWwBKI/AAAAAAAAAsY/FywB9JFFrIg/s72-c/ducks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7005742871192622378</id><published>2010-12-10T16:38:00.007-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T16:47:54.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In which our heroine discloses her "kryptonite" equivalent. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TQK2NPR_dAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/e8F4gEWs3RI/s1600/old_school_blue_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TQK2NPR_dAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/e8F4gEWs3RI/s1600/old_school_blue_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, it's not old men. I just REALLY love &lt;i&gt;Old School&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt; Blue. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, random pic of the day. You're my boy Blue!!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Aloha all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you? Good I hope. It has been quite a while. :) My bad!!! You can blame work, school, and a general lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleep. I used to think it was overrated. However, as I get older, I can see that my body needs it. I can't function on two and three hours of sleep anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, you ask. Why would someone do that to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll let you in on a little secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am addicted...to....FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough of it. I love people, I love talking to people, I love helping people, I love watching people... to me that is the most fun any one person can have. The cool thing is that I have amazingly awesome, interesting, and overall fun people as friends. Seriously. You could make a TV series about us and we would be more entertaining than the cast of Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now you know. My kryptonite is people...my people. I can't live without them. They are the awesomest and most amazing people EVER. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Christmas is coming up. This year will be an interesting Christmas. I'm trying something new, and I hope it works. I'm doing one generic gift and personalized cards. I'm pretty stoked about it. I've always done gifts for everyone... but I think this will not only save me money and some time, it will also... well, I guess that's what it does. LOL! It saves me time and money. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so unmotivated lately. I can't seem to focus on anything. I just don't really want to do anything. I think it's linked to my latest bout of insomnia... but I also think it's linked to some other stuff that has been going down lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is going pretty good. Let's get to the song for the day. This is such a cool song. My friend&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://thegawduner.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andrew&lt;/a&gt; put this on a mixed CD for my Thanksgiving trip. I'm not going to lie... the CD was AMAZING and I truly love this song. :) Thanks Andrew!!! Some of you may not know this...but I took 4 years of French in high school and college. :) This is a SASSY song. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ta Douleur&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Camille&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoTableGrid" style="border-collapse: collapse; border: medium none;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 239.4pt;" valign="top" width="319"&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lève-toi, c'est décidé &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Laisse moi te remplacer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Doucement, sans faire de bruit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Comme on réveille la pluie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Elle lutte elle se débat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mais ne résistera pas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais bloquer l'ascenseur... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Saboter l'interrupteur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mais c'est qui cette incrustée &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Cet orage avant l'été &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sale chipie de petite soeur ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais tout lui confisquer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ses fléchettes et son sifflet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;J'vais lui donner la fessée... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;La virer de la récré &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mais c'est qui cette héritière &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Qui se baigne qui se terre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dans l'eau tiède de tes reins ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;J'vais la priver de dessert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lui faire mordre la poussière &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;De tous ceux qui n'ont plus faim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;De tous ceux qui n'ont plus rien &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dites moi que fout la science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A quand ce pont entre nos panses ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Si tu as mal là où t'as peur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tu n'as pas mal là où je pense !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Qu'est-ce-qu'elle veut cette   connasse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Le beurre ou l'argent du beurre? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Que tu vives ou que tu meures ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Faut qu'elle crève de bonheur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ou qu'elle change de godasses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Faut qu'elle croule sous les fleurs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Change de couleur... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais jouer au docteur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Je vais prendre ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Dites moi que fout la science&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;A quand ce pont entre nos panses ? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Si tu as mal là où t'as peur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tu n'as pas mal là où je chante ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lève-toi lève-toi lève-toi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Elle a envie de toi ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Elle a envie de toi ta douleur &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Elle a envie de ttt ttt tt…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;td style="padding: 0in 5.4pt; width: 239.4pt;" valign="top" width="319"&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Get up, it's a done deal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Let me take your place &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Gradually, without a noise &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;As one wakes up the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She fights, she struggles, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;But she won't overcome &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am going to stop the lift... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Mess up the switch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, who is she, settled down,   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Such a storm before summer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Such a brat little sister?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to seize everything of   hers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Her darts and whistle &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I am going to spank her… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Kick her out of the break &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Well, who is that heiress, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Who has a bath, who goes to   earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In the warm water of your back?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to deprive her of   dessert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Make her bite the dust &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Of those who are not hungry any   more... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Of those who don't have   anything left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tell me what the hell science   is up to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When for a bridge between our   bellies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you're aching where you're   scared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You're not aching where I   think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;What does she want, that bitch?   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Your cake or she eats it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You living or you dying? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She must be full of happiness &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Or change her shoes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She must be snowed under with   flowers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Change your color… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to play at doctors &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Take your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;I'm going to take your pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Tell me what the hell science   is up to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;When for a bridge between our   bellies? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;If you're aching where you're   scared &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;You're not aching where I sing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Get up get up get up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She wants you, your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;She wants you, your pain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span 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href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/12/in-which-our-heroine-discloses-her.html' title='In which our heroine discloses her &quot;kryptonite&quot; equivalent. :)'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TQK2NPR_dAI/AAAAAAAAAsU/e8F4gEWs3RI/s72-c/old_school_blue_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7676449219866130308</id><published>2010-11-22T15:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T15:57:35.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rinse and REPEAT! :)</title><content type='html'>Hello blogging world! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been feeling so scattered lately. We had an AMAZING house warming party this weekend--which was the perfect end to the craziness that was my week last week. Here is the little announcement picture I made up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TOrnhBJhA_I/AAAAAAAAArA/YoP17rZ7ffI/s1600/n1qv20ci.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TOrnhBJhA_I/AAAAAAAAArA/YoP17rZ7ffI/s320/n1qv20ci.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a SUPER awesome Hot Chocolate party. :) The theme was... marshmallows! lol. The little mallow on the announcement was the inspiration for our "directions" signs and the cookies that Amy made (with the help of our friends Wyatt and Eli. :) Thanks guys!!!) It was an amazing time--&lt;b&gt;and&lt;/b&gt; we went to a great dance party afterward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had forgotten about how great REALLY GOOD guy friends can be. I mean...I have a lot of guy friends, and they are AMAZING. However, after a super awkward yet platonic situation, I now&amp;nbsp; have a better appreciation for all that is good about male friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this will come as a news flash-- but guys and girls think differently. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are almost too compassionate and caring for their own good. Where a girl will tell you that you look amazing in the sweater you want to buy--a guy friend will tell you that it looks...okay, and that you should keep looking. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course most of my guy friends wouldn't even GO sweater shopping with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH WHATEVER!---Maybe some would. I don't even care anymore. lol. (That was sarcasm if you missed it. ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho--this blog goes out to my male friends. Thanks for being awesome and fun and willing to put up with the craziness that is my personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week--Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am excited for it, but at the same time, I'm just...tired. I want to sleep for three days straight. LOL. Is that bad??? Maybe so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TOrt8UfYj7I/AAAAAAAAArE/99OlZAWIDLs/s1600/547nn5b3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TOrt8UfYj7I/AAAAAAAAArE/99OlZAWIDLs/s1600/547nn5b3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I &lt;b&gt;am&lt;/b&gt; managing myself better though. I actually have a semblance of a "schedule" now. Who would have thunk? &amp;lt;--- Thunk. he he he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really been posting pictures lately. I like to blame it on the fact that I have had NO TIME at ALL to do what I love to do... aka BLOG and play video games/volleyball and basically live a life with good times on repeat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had time however to make a HUGE leap for myself in the way of personal betterment. I'm pretty excited fro the changes that will be happening in my life. I feel like a weight is being lifted off my shoulders. Life can get better... and it is! That's the most amazing thing of all!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my next blog--I'll be posting the pics from my AMAZING 10 year friend-iversary with Leo. :) She wrote a super sweet post about me. You guys should go to read it. &lt;a href="http://purpleturtlechavez.blogspot.com/2010/11/devilish.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; is the link. The title of the post is Devilish. I will tell you now that the title was a high school nick name...and that's all I have to say about that. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for the day--super appropriate for the post today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqndcpjQSek/SSVgNahVQ5I/AAAAAAAAJR4/cfF1sE2C-44/s400/denieceWilliams.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_KqndcpjQSek/SSVgNahVQ5I/AAAAAAAAJR4/cfF1sE2C-44/s200/denieceWilliams.jpeg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Let's Hear It For The Boy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Deniece Williams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby he don't talk sweet&lt;br /&gt;He ain't got much to say&lt;br /&gt;But he loves me, loves me, loves me&lt;br /&gt;I know that he loves me anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe he don't dress fine&lt;br /&gt;But I don't really mind&lt;br /&gt;'Cause every time he pulls me near&lt;br /&gt;I just want to cheer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for the boy&lt;br /&gt;Let's give the boy a hand&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for my baby&lt;br /&gt;You know you gotta understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, maybe he's no romeo&lt;br /&gt;But he's my lovin' one-man show&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for the boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My baby may not be rich&lt;br /&gt;He's wathcin' every dime&lt;br /&gt;But he loves me, loves me, loves me&lt;br /&gt;We always have a real good time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe he sings off key&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright by me&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what he does, he does so well&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna yell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for the boy&lt;br /&gt;Ah--let's give the boy a hand&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for my baby&lt;br /&gt;You know you gotta understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, maybe he's no romeo&lt;br /&gt;But he's my lovin' one-man show&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for the boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause what he does, he does so well&lt;br /&gt;Makes me wanna yell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for the boy&lt;br /&gt;Ah--let's give the boy a hand&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for my baby&lt;br /&gt;You know you gotta understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, maybe he's no romeo&lt;br /&gt;But he's my lovin' one-man show&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for the boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for the boy&lt;br /&gt;Hear it for my man&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear it for my baby (until fade)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-7676449219866130308?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/7676449219866130308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=7676449219866130308&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7676449219866130308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7676449219866130308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/11/rinse-and-repeat.html' title='Rinse and REPEAT! :)'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TOrnhBJhA_I/AAAAAAAAArA/YoP17rZ7ffI/s72-c/n1qv20ci.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-1849588092214929636</id><published>2010-11-12T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T14:09:12.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication</title><content type='html'>Aloha Everyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you that know me may also know or have heard of my cousin &lt;a href="http://purpleturtlechavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leo&lt;/a&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TN2SBElP09I/AAAAAAAAAqs/CoqfZbDzMWs/s1600/1031091905.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TN2SBElP09I/AAAAAAAAAqs/CoqfZbDzMWs/s1600/1031091905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leo two Halloweens ago as Snookie/She-Ra. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may also know that I am the only girl in my family. Having only brothers has been AWESOME, but my "sisters by choice" are FREAKING AMAZING. I have (about) four of them, and Leo is the second one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway--this blog post is dedicated to her because it is our ten year anniversary of friendship this Saturday. Happy Ten Year Friendship Birthday Anniversary Leo!!! We gon' ROCK the hi--zzouse tomorrow night! :) Watch out Roy's! lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, we aren't crazy. We just picked a day that was roughly around the time we met. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you a little about us. We met randomly at church one Sunday and were basically best friends from the get-go... actually, when I think about it, all of my SBCs (sisters by choice) have started out this way. Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leo and I have had a rough past. To sum it up, some stupid people came between us and ALMOST dissolved the friendship. When I think about it...well, let's just not think about it. Jumping forward, she and I are now besties, and I like it that way. Leo knows a LOT about me... probably more&amp;nbsp; than most people know about me. She and I talk about EVERYTHING and we give each other awesome advice. She reads my blog as religiously as I read hers. ;) AND she LOVES the Lord and reminds me to be better than I am--which I am extremely grateful for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been trying to get her to move to St. George for AGES. Hopefully that "dream" will become a reality soon. :) We're just trying to get her a job, so cross your fingers for her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho...To Leo-- I totally heart you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for the day--a dedication to us for our 10 year. :) It makes it dually hilarious because we talked about going to V.S. as well as dinner. LOL!!! GOOD TIMES! Also--takes me back to the days where it was just &lt;b&gt;GOOD&lt;/b&gt; music and not the garbage you hear today. A slight innuendo is all there is. Nothing about "hittin' that" or "backin' it up on me" or whatever. I miss music like this. It was in a time before cell phones and texting...when the internet was practically new, and people actually talked to each other...lol. K. I'm off the soap box. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anniversary&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Tony! Toni! Tone!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will come and girl, I can't wait&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I'll do is run straight to you&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, Anniversary&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Made for you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've only made plans to hold your little hand&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;The pleasure's all mine 'cause we have seen good times&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Victoria won't be no secret at the end of the day&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;A small cup of tea to you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I really want to say my darling&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day we call our own&lt;br /&gt;So take me in your arms and hold me&lt;br /&gt;And tell me you love me&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what today is&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what today is?&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary (It's our special day)&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what today is?&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Made for you and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is a special day&lt;br /&gt;Not just any day 'cause&lt;br /&gt;You can have everything you want your way&lt;br /&gt;Tell your supervisor you're leaving early today&lt;br /&gt;And I'm going to pay&lt;br /&gt;For the rest of your day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what today is?&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what today is?&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary [x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have lots of fun stuff for you girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what today is?&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary, anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what today is?&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary&lt;br /&gt;Made for you and me&lt;br /&gt;I know girl&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I love you in a special way&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first letter&lt;br /&gt;I remember the first day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what today is?&lt;br /&gt;It's our anniversary [fade]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-1849588092214929636?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/1849588092214929636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=1849588092214929636&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1849588092214929636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1849588092214929636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/11/dedication.html' title='Dedication'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TN2SBElP09I/AAAAAAAAAqs/CoqfZbDzMWs/s72-c/1031091905.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-590202860952281842</id><published>2010-11-08T16:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T16:34:25.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming...</title><content type='html'>I had a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been the first scary dream I have had in a WHILE. I mean...I have dreams. I have them all the time. However, this dream was weird and scary and disturbing. I looked up all the parts of the dream, and here is what I came up with (not particularly in order):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see broken jewelry in your dream, signifies disappointments in achieving your goals and attaining your highest desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that objects around you are breaking, suggests that you are under tremendous stress. The dream could be a metaphor that you are literally at your breaking point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are shot, represents a form of self-punishment that you may be unconsciously imposing on yourself. You may have done something that you are ashamed of or are not proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that someone is shooting you with a gun, suggests that you are experiencing some confrontation in your waking life. You may be feeling victimized in some situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are floating in water, suggests that you have a handle on your emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that you are floating, but are afraid to move, suggests that you are questioning your own abilities. You are experiencing doubts in yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dream that someone is using a video camera, indicates that you are reflecting back on your past and old memories. You may be trying to learn from previous mistakes or relive the good and bad times.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy, yeah??? Apparently I have a lot of self improvement to do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's music is appropriate and AWESOME! it is from Les Miserables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Dreamed a Dream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;from the musical, Les Miserables&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when men were kind&lt;br /&gt;When their voices were soft&lt;br /&gt;And their words inviting&lt;br /&gt;There was a time when love was blind&lt;br /&gt;And the world was a song&lt;br /&gt;And the song was exciting&lt;br /&gt;There was a time&lt;br /&gt;Then it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed a dream in time gone by&lt;br /&gt;When hope was high&lt;br /&gt;And life worth living&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that love would never die&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed that God would be forgiving&lt;br /&gt;Then I was young and unafraid&lt;br /&gt;And dreams were made and used and wasted&lt;br /&gt;There was no ransom to be paid&lt;br /&gt;No song unsung, no wine untasted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the tigers come at night&lt;br /&gt;With their voices soft as thunder&lt;br /&gt;As they tear your hope apart&lt;br /&gt;As they turn your dream to shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He slept a summer by my side&lt;br /&gt;He filled my days with endless wonder&lt;br /&gt;He took my childhood in his stride&lt;br /&gt;But he was gone when autumn came&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And still I dream he'll come to me&lt;br /&gt;That we will live the years together&lt;br /&gt;But there are dreams that cannot be&lt;br /&gt;And there are storms we cannot weather&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream my life would be&lt;br /&gt;So different from this hell I'm living&lt;br /&gt;So different now from what it seemed&lt;br /&gt;Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-590202860952281842?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/590202860952281842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=590202860952281842&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/590202860952281842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/590202860952281842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/11/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming...'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-1575764698488314600</id><published>2010-11-05T16:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T16:17:09.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRRRRREAT!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://scrambledeggshower.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/tony_the_tiger.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://scrambledeggshower.files.wordpress.com/2010/08/tony_the_tiger.jpg" width="186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How are things???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're GRRRRRRREAT!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Tony the Tiger for making it possible for everyone to know how I feel today! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a big believer in things working out as they are supposed to. I really and truly believe that the people, place and circumstances we encounter in this life are for our benefit and are for us to learn and grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching some old Lauryn Hill music videos. Lauryn Hill is... for lack of a better word--amazing. her voice is REAL. I have yet to hear an artist today that is up to her caliber of soul, artistic creativity, and just overall quality. Love, love, LOVE her voice and talent. She started out rough...basically being booed off stage at "Amateur Night" at the Apollo. She was only 13, but pushed through and became a musical icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had that kind of courage and class. I am always so worried about people accepting me for who I am. She knew who she was from the beginning...and she wasn't scared of showing people that she still had and still has more to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, I have a music video instead of lyrics. I hope you all watch it and feel the raw beauty of why I love Lauryn Hill. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EyOhUXsGqak"&gt;Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-1575764698488314600?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/1575764698488314600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=1575764698488314600&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1575764698488314600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1575764698488314600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/11/grrrrrrreat.html' title='GRRRRRRREAT!!'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-9107745129317798771</id><published>2010-11-02T17:34:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T17:34:53.559-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what I know...</title><content type='html'>Hello All!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, If you don't know me very well, let me tell you a little tidbit about me as a friend. I am the friend that "gently" reminds you that you are being dumb when you are making a bad decision. I am the friend that will drop everything to come and help you. Whenever. I am also the friend that can be loud and obnoxious. However, I can be the friend that you confide in. Like my friend Chris said last night, "she's a vault." I really am. I know a lot about my friends, and I'm glad that they trust me enough to tell me those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't always like this. I like to think that I have evolved over time into this person. I am still evolving...hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't say this to be prideful or arrogant. I say this because I feel like sometimes people need to know who we are. They need to know how we can help them. I love this quote from one of my favorite movies, &lt;i&gt;Elizabethtown&lt;/i&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I don't know a lot about everything, but I do know a lot about the part of everything that I know--which is people."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know people. My people. I think it's because I pay attention. It's not rocket science.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there are times when people tend to surprise me. For instance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend of mine that was dating a huge jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They broke up for a while, but they got back together and got engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, surprise, surprise...he totally called off the engagement (with the wedding three weeks away) and left town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that I knew him better than this. I really thought that he would have stuck through, but alas he didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm surprised because although he was a jerk and super mean to her, I was hoping to see the positive potential that I saw in him. I guess people just don't see the potential in themselves...or want to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK. It makes me look back at my life and remember the different relationships that I have been in. Some were really bad. A lot of them were good. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel bad for my friend, but I know that she'll bounce back from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reminiscing&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Little River Band&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, it was late&lt;br /&gt;I was walking you home&lt;br /&gt;We got down to the gate&lt;br /&gt;And I was dreaming of the night&lt;br /&gt;Would it turn out right&lt;br /&gt;How to tell you girl&lt;br /&gt;I wanna build my world around you&lt;br /&gt;Tell you that it's true&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make you understand&lt;br /&gt;I'm talkin' about a lifetime plan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way it began, we were hand in hand&lt;br /&gt;Glenn Miller's Band was better than before&lt;br /&gt;We yelled and screamed for more&lt;br /&gt;And the Porter tunes "Night and Day"&lt;br /&gt;Made us dance across the room&lt;br /&gt;It ended all too soon&lt;br /&gt;And on the way back home&lt;br /&gt;I promised you'd never be alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry, don't be late&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait&lt;br /&gt;I said to myself when we're old&lt;br /&gt;We'll go dancing in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Walking through the park and reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Instrumental Interlude]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, it was late&lt;br /&gt;I was walking you home&lt;br /&gt;We got down to the gate&lt;br /&gt;And I was dreaming of the night&lt;br /&gt;Would it turn out right&lt;br /&gt;Now as the years roll on&lt;br /&gt;Each time we hear our favorite song&lt;br /&gt;The memories come along&lt;br /&gt;Older times we're missing&lt;br /&gt;Spending the hours reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurry, don't be late, I can hardly wait&lt;br /&gt;I said to myself when we're old&lt;br /&gt;We'll go dancing in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Walking through the park and reminiscing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-9107745129317798771?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/9107745129317798771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=9107745129317798771&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9107745129317798771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9107745129317798771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-know-what-i-know.html' title='I know what I know...'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5006061723914522298</id><published>2010-11-01T18:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T18:35:58.264-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Who??</title><content type='html'>Aloha all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, finals are over and we can all breathe a collective sigh of relief...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;gt;&amp;gt;SIGH&amp;lt;&amp;lt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't that feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, like many of the people that did the 30 Days of Truth Challenge feel somewhat of a hole in my life now that I don't have a "directed" blog every day. However, I have decided that I will post my musings once every couple of days. I'm assuming of course that I will be mused in some way shape or form. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I want to talk about what is on everyone's mind. The British.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's up with them??? I mean, I'm all for bad teeth and for bloody being a bad word, but really?? What is at their core??? What is the social psyche that drives this noble people forward???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently watched a movie called Pirate Radio... and shortly thereafter read the Amazon sample text of a book on the subject. Apparently they like to talk about the weather as a precursor to figuring out if you would be willing to carry on a conversation with them. Good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, as I was driving home today, I was musing about something else entirely. What is with the British and their fetish for combining words??? Have you ever noticed that they do that??? I came up with a list (that is in no way comprehensive) of words that the British came up with that are compromised of two or more words. They are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hereafter&lt;br /&gt;Thereafter&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless&lt;br /&gt;Hitherto&lt;br /&gt;Moreover&lt;br /&gt;Forthwith&lt;br /&gt;Aforementioned&lt;br /&gt;Posthaste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that weird? And AWESOME???!!! I am a FAN of these words and all the others that I didn't put in this list. I say we all use these words daily and bring them back! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for the day. A little ditty from the British Invasion. No, not the one that Paul Revere announced. ;) The one from the 80s. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Can't Explain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: The Who&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got a feeling inside (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;It's a certain kind (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;I feel hot and cold (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, down in my soul, yeah (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said ... (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling good now, yeah, but (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling blue&lt;br /&gt;The things you've said, well, maybe they're true&lt;br /&gt;I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again&lt;br /&gt;I know what it means, but …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I think it's love&lt;br /&gt;Try to say it to you&lt;br /&gt;When I feel blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't explain (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, hear what I'm saying, girl (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizzy in the head and I'm feeling bad&lt;br /&gt;The things you've said have got me real mad&lt;br /&gt;I'm gettin' funny dreams again and again&lt;br /&gt;I know what it means but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't explain&lt;br /&gt;I think it's love&lt;br /&gt;Try to say it to you&lt;br /&gt;When I feel blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't explain (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;Forgive me one more time, now (Can't explain)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(INSTRUMENTAL INTERLUDE)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said I can't explain, yeah&lt;br /&gt;You drive me out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm the worrying kind, babe&lt;br /&gt;I said I can't explain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-5006061723914522298?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5006061723914522298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5006061723914522298&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5006061723914522298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5006061723914522298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/11/who.html' title='Who??'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-3011812812396353318</id><published>2010-10-30T19:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T19:59:54.993-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The last stretch</title><content type='html'>WOW. Well, I have literally had NO time to blog for the last three days of this challenge. I have finals this week, so it's been all about the finals. :) So, the last three days will be in this post. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 28:&amp;nbsp; What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first of all, if I got someone pregnant, that would be... weird and against nature. So, I would freak out and probably turn myself into a scientific research place to be studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if I got pregnant...well, I would be scared. If I'm to the point where I would even be in a situation where I would get pregnant, there is something wrong. I am in NO PLACE to be raising a child right now. I would be terrified of being able to provide for the baby, and what about the dad. Is he going to be in the picture? What do I tell my family?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It would be insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Day 29:&amp;nbsp; Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;I hope one day to be better at self discipline. I am a party girl. I like to have fun and I like to be with people. However, I want to be able to BALANCE my life and be disciplined enough to put off the fun stuff to do things that are more important. Like laundry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #b45f06;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 30:&amp;nbsp; A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karyn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this is the end of the truth challenge. It feels nice to be able to talk candidly about things that I have never really talked to a lot of people about. I am so happy that I could get it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last entry, and I'm writing a letter to you...aka me, or rather, us that entails all the things that we love about ourself. lol. So here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;My talent for music&lt;br /&gt;My ability to make anyone into a friend&lt;br /&gt;My ability to help people see their problems more clearly&lt;br /&gt;My eyes&lt;br /&gt;My legs! ;)&lt;br /&gt;My compassion&lt;br /&gt;My love for my family and friends&lt;br /&gt;My willingness to learn new things&lt;br /&gt;My testimony...even though I still feel like a fledgling in that area&lt;br /&gt;My tolerance of others and their faults&lt;br /&gt;My love for everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;My ability to see beauty in all God's creations&lt;br /&gt;My easygoing nature&lt;br /&gt;My "aggressive" side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of this and more compromise what I love about myself. Thank you for being you...aka us. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Karyn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today was a Young Single Adult Conference. I LOVED it SO much! It was fantastic. The speakers were awesome, and it was great to see so many YSAs out and about. :) Today was a great day... and it keeps getting better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a Happy Halloween. In honor of tomorrow's holiday, a Halloween song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thriller&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Michael Jackson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's close to midnight and something evil's lurking in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Under the moonlight, you see a sight that almost stops your heart&lt;br /&gt;You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it&lt;br /&gt;You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is thriller, thriller night&lt;br /&gt;And no one's gonna save you from the beast about strike&lt;br /&gt;You know it's thriller, thriller night&lt;br /&gt;You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You hear the door slam and realize there's nowhere left to run&lt;br /&gt;You feel the cold hand and wonder if you'll ever see the sun&lt;br /&gt;You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination, girl!&lt;br /&gt;But all the while you hear the creature creeping up behind&lt;br /&gt;You're out of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is thriller, thriller night&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no second chance against the thing with forty eyes, girl&lt;br /&gt;Thriller, thriller night&lt;br /&gt;You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night creatures calling, the dead start to walk in their masquerade&lt;br /&gt;There's no escaping the jaws of the alien this time&lt;br /&gt;(They're open wide)&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side&lt;br /&gt;They will possess you unless you change that number on your dial&lt;br /&gt;Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together, yeah&lt;br /&gt;All through the night I'll save you from the terror on the screen&lt;br /&gt;I'll make you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That this is thriller, thriller night&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try&lt;br /&gt;Thriller, thriller night&lt;br /&gt;So let me hold you tight and share a&lt;br /&gt;Killer, diller, chiller, thriller here tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this is thriller, thriller night&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I can thrill you more than any ghost would ever dare try&lt;br /&gt;Thriller, thriller night&lt;br /&gt;So let me hold you tight and share a killer, thriller, ow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm gonna thrill ya tonight)&lt;br /&gt;Darkness falls across the land&lt;br /&gt;The midnight hour is close at hand&lt;br /&gt;Creatures crawl in search of blood&lt;br /&gt;To terrorize y'alls neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna thrill ya tonight, ooh baby&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna thrill ya tonight, oh darlin'&lt;br /&gt;Thriller night, baby, ooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The foulest stench is in the air&lt;br /&gt;The funk of forty thousand years&lt;br /&gt;And grizzly ghouls from every tomb&lt;br /&gt;Are closing in to seal your doom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And though you fight to stay alive&lt;br /&gt;Your body starts to shiver&lt;br /&gt;For no mere mortal can resist&lt;br /&gt;The evil of the thriller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-3011812812396353318?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/3011812812396353318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=3011812812396353318&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3011812812396353318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3011812812396353318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-stretch.html' title='The last stretch'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2035829262383187259</id><published>2010-10-28T00:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T00:56:41.824-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 27</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 27: What’s the best thing going for you right now?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmm. Well, I have a couple awesome things are are going well for me right now. The first one is my job. It provides me with income, so I am grateful for it. EVERYDAY.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Next is my new place. Our landlords/friends are freaking awesome, and I love the house. It smells like cookies and children's wishes. lol.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last is my FREAKING awesome friends. They are literally what keeps me going. Sometimes I think that I am a horrible friend back to them, but they continue in our friendship, so I figure that is a good thing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight a lot happened. I don't really want to get into it, but it's pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended well though. I got to go carve pumpkins...and I may or may not think that one of the guys I carved pumpkins with is amazing. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song for today kept me awake when I was falling asleep while trying to do homework. Thank you Janet Jackson. Your soulful and sassy tunes always perk me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Get So Lonely&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by:Janet Jackson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Can't let just anybody hold me&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that lives in me, my dear&lt;br /&gt;Want no one but you (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here with my tears&lt;br /&gt;All alone with my fears&lt;br /&gt;I'm wondering if I have to do&lt;br /&gt;Without ya&lt;br /&gt;But there's no reason why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel asleep late last night&lt;br /&gt;Crying like a newborn child&lt;br /&gt;Holding myself close&lt;br /&gt;Pretending my arms are yours&lt;br /&gt;I want no one but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Can't let just anybody hold me&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that lives in me, my dear&lt;br /&gt;Want no one but you (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember to the day&lt;br /&gt;In fact is was a third Monday&lt;br /&gt;You came along to be the one for me&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here by the phone&lt;br /&gt;Call and say that you're okay&lt;br /&gt;So that I'll have the chance&lt;br /&gt;To beg you to stay&lt;br /&gt;I want no one but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Can't let just anybody hold me&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that lives in me, my dear&lt;br /&gt;Want no one but you (x4)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna break it down&lt;br /&gt;Break it down, break it down&lt;br /&gt;Gotta break it down&lt;br /&gt;Break it down, break it down&lt;br /&gt;Whoa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know&lt;br /&gt;That I know&lt;br /&gt;That I get so lonely thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Oooh&lt;br /&gt;Noo whoa nooo. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so lonely,&lt;br /&gt;Can't let just anybody hold me&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that lives in me, my dear&lt;br /&gt;Want no one but you (x4)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2035829262383187259?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2035829262383187259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2035829262383187259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2035829262383187259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2035829262383187259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-27.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 27'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8314420748327163698</id><published>2010-10-27T20:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T00:38:41.974-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 26</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 26: Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so when and why&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hmmm. Well, I have to say that I have never given serious thought to ending my life. BUT, that's not really what the question was, was it?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I have given up on life. I was in that state of mind when I moved here. I just didn't see the point in trying anymore. I still feel that way sometimes, but I get over it.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I think that's one of the things I love the most about myself. Not to sound conceited or anything, but&amp;nbsp; I'm a naturally optimistic and happy person. :) I have an uncanny ability to see the bright side of any solution.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;When I moved to Utah, it was the deepest funk I've ever been in, but it only lasted about a year and a half. I had residual stuff for a while, but overall, I was happy and moving forward.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Does that answer the question??? lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. So, life is moving forward, and I really haven't had anything to day lately. Is that weird???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seriously&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Katchafire&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, its been a long time&lt;br /&gt;Since I’ve heard from thee&lt;br /&gt;Since you dropped me a line&lt;br /&gt;Well I know&lt;br /&gt;What you’ve been going through&lt;br /&gt;And I know&lt;br /&gt;What I’ve been telling you&lt;br /&gt;Girl seriously give me another one&lt;br /&gt;Wo yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I happen to know what’s gonna happen next&lt;br /&gt;The rhythm will pull you into this here jam&lt;br /&gt;I reckon the rhythm just can’t stop you moving&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere you look people be dancing near – yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t drive no flashy car&lt;br /&gt;I don’t wear no flashy ring girl&lt;br /&gt;You don’t see me trying bling bling girl yeah&lt;br /&gt;Give me another one…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8314420748327163698?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8314420748327163698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8314420748327163698&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8314420748327163698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8314420748327163698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-26.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 26'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-3805216385704364656</id><published>2010-10-25T11:41:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T01:42:25.486-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 25</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 25:&amp;nbsp; The reason you believe you’re alive today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the reason I'm alive today is because I have something to do with my life still. Well, aside from church stuff, I think that I have a purpose on this earth, and that I haven't fulfilled that purpose yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also think I'm here to make sure that everyone still has good times. :) People often tend to forget how to have fun and let loose. I'm here to remind them of that fact. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight was pretty EPIC. I DJ-ed a dance tonight. There wasn't anyone there...which was super sad for me, because I like a full house. However, there were about 12 people there that danced pretty much all night. It really was super fun and awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have realized that I can't have expectations for the people around me. I just need to accept them the way they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for today is a song I played tonight. :) GREAT song and super fun to dance to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Rihanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VERSE 1]&lt;br /&gt;I want you to love me, like I'm a hot guy&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinkin' of me, doin' what you like&lt;br /&gt;So boy forget about the world cuz it's gon' be me and you tonight&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make your bed for ya,&lt;br /&gt;then imma make you swallow your pride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Want you to make me feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only girl in the world...&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that's in command&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm the only one who understands&lt;br /&gt;How to make you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;Want you to make me feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[VERSE 2]&lt;br /&gt;Want you to take me like a thief in the night&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like a pillow, make me feel right&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'll tell you all my secrets that I'm keepin', you can come inside&lt;br /&gt;And when you enter, you ain't leavin', be my prisoner for the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Want you to make me feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only girl in the world...&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that's in command&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm the only one who understands,&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[BRIDGE]&lt;br /&gt;Take me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, take me high&lt;br /&gt;Let me make you first&lt;br /&gt;Oh make it last all night&lt;br /&gt;Take me for a ride&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby, take me high&lt;br /&gt;Let me make you first&lt;br /&gt;Make it last all night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;Want you to make me feel&lt;br /&gt;like I'm the only girl in the world&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that you'll ever love&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one who knows your heart&lt;br /&gt;Only girl in the world...&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm the only one that's in command&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I'm the only one who understands&lt;br /&gt;How to make you feel like a man&lt;br /&gt;Only girl in the world...&lt;br /&gt;Girl in the world...&lt;br /&gt;Only girl in the world...&lt;br /&gt;Girl in the world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-3805216385704364656?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/3805216385704364656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=3805216385704364656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3805216385704364656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3805216385704364656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-25.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 25'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7365848235152939359</id><published>2010-10-24T23:51:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:52:18.931-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 24</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Day 24:&amp;nbsp; Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I don't really know who I would want to make a playlist for. It may be a combination of tiredness and my brain being dead... but whatever. This is a truth challenge, so I guess I need to be truthful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I suppose I'll make a playlist for the love of my life. I don't know who he will be, but it's the only thing I can think of at the moment. :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Caught Up In the Rapture--Anita Baker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;This song is on the list because I love Anita Baker...but aside from that. I think that this is a "beginning love" kind of song. So caught up in the moment that you feel like you can achieve anything. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;The Best of My Love--'Ale'a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;This is a great cover of the original Eagles tune. I love this song (and it is on the list) because it talks about the "rough" patches that relationships go through... in the end, all you can do is give the best of yourself and meet in the middle somewhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Cloudy--Average White Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;An amazing and truly beautiful song. It talks about feeling like you are losing someone when they are still with you. In the song, the singer asks if there is something they can do, and that that they hope that they don't "drift away." Sort of a sad song, but I think that every relationship goes through the "waxing and waning" of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Tell Him--Lauryn Hill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I really love this song. It says, "Tell him I need him/Tell him I love him/ And it'll be alright." and "I know I'm imperfect/and not without sin/ But now that I'm older all childish things end." Basically, Love is being humble and making compromises. Love is worth the fight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;At Last--Etta James&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;lol. I chose this song because, I truly feel that I have been waiting for a WHILE for the right man to come along. Of course I have no idea who he is... but I know that when it happens, that it will be EPIC. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;Here With You--Cecilio &amp;amp; Kapono&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I have always wanted this song for my wedding song. It seems to fit that it would be the last song that is on the playlist, because after all the drama and craziness, we would have eternity to look forward to. I know that there will still be hard times, but I would hope that we could work out whatever problems there could be. I'm not planning on ever getting divorced, so I hope that 20 years down the road that he still feels about me the way that we felt when we first got together. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;I guess that's it. They aren't really in order... but whatever. I love these songs, and in my experience, they sort of follow the "life stages" of a relationship. IDK. I could just be super tired and delusional. lol!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this week was pretty crazy. I watched Pirate Radio for the first time. It was pretty hilarious, I'm not going to lie. It is not for the faint of heart... there is vulgarities and awkward moments, but the plot is really good, and it was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next week is finals. I hope I can keep up with my challenge. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for today are actually a music video because I couldn't find the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bv6E9DRKXSU&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Here With You--Cecilio &amp;amp; Kapono&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-7365848235152939359?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/7365848235152939359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=7365848235152939359&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7365848235152939359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7365848235152939359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-24-make-playlist-to-someone-and.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 24'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-3186843202911053410</id><published>2010-10-23T12:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T23:06:34.609-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 23:&amp;nbsp; Something you wish you had done in your life.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, if you read the previous post, that is one. A big one. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;But another thing that I wish I had done is applied myself more in high school and college. I think that my life would have turned out very differently if I had decided to focus on school instead of boys and partying. :) lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I guess some things never change. ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm tired. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Separate Ways&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Journey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we stand&lt;br /&gt;World's apart, hearts broken in two&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights&lt;br /&gt;Losing ground&lt;br /&gt;I'm reaching for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' that it's gone&lt;br /&gt;Can change your mind&lt;br /&gt;If we can't go on&lt;br /&gt;To survive the tide love divides&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Someday love will find you&lt;br /&gt;Break those chains that bind you&lt;br /&gt;One night will remind you&lt;br /&gt;How we touched and went our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;If he ever hurts you&lt;br /&gt;True love won't desert you&lt;br /&gt;You know I still love you&lt;br /&gt;Though we touched and went our separate ways&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troubled times&lt;br /&gt;Caught between confusion and pain&lt;br /&gt;Distant eyes&lt;br /&gt;Promises we made were in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you must go, I wish you love&lt;br /&gt;You'll never walk alone&lt;br /&gt;Take care my love&lt;br /&gt;Miss you love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*chorus*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you girl&lt;br /&gt;I really love you girl&lt;br /&gt;And if he ever hurts you&lt;br /&gt;True love won't desert you&lt;br /&gt;No....no...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-3186843202911053410?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/3186843202911053410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=3186843202911053410&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3186843202911053410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3186843202911053410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-23.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 23'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-750631372228478570</id><published>2010-10-22T15:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T15:36:06.701-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Susi's Birthday--a blog in picture</title><content type='html'>Hello world!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like i said yesterday, it was my friend, Susi's birthday. It was super fun and hilarious. I have a video of a fast walk competition that is AWESOME!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took her to Cheesecake Factory. I have to say that it was one of the awesomest visits I've ever had. The waiter was SUPER nice (and hott) ;) and the food was PHENOMENAL. We also took a side trip to Whole Foods, and I have to say that I want to make a return trip. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting fact about Karyn #91: I love to peruse grocery stores. It is relaxing for me. I like to look at the different foods and read the labels. lol. I know. I'm crazy!!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho--overall a great trip, and Susi said she had fun, and that's what matters. I took a TON of pictures and made a collage of them. Here they are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TMIDUa8l8BI/AAAAAAAAAqo/hJyVAyWMXQA/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TMIDUa8l8BI/AAAAAAAAAqo/hJyVAyWMXQA/s1600/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-750631372228478570?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/750631372228478570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=750631372228478570&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/750631372228478570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/750631372228478570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/susis-birthday-blog-in-picture.html' title='Susi&apos;s Birthday--a blog in picture'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TMIDUa8l8BI/AAAAAAAAAqo/hJyVAyWMXQA/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-9106449716825737860</id><published>2010-10-22T09:00:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T09:00:04.328-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--22</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 22:&amp;nbsp; Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is sort of complicated and hard to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was...22-ish, I decided that I would pray and see if going on a mission was the right thing for me. I didn't really think that I would get an answer. I didn't think that that answer would be yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was wrong. I did, and it was. Not only was it a yes, but it was a RESOUNDING, SOUL SHAKING yes. I had never gotten an answer like that to a prayer before. Then more than anytime in my life, I KNEW God was REAL. I had never felt that way before. I knew what I had to do...and I would never feel complete until I did it. I was going on a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did what I had to do and got ready for it and sent in my papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't even tell you how elated I was. I knew that I was supposed to go on a mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the day where my bishop...who at the time was my dad, got a letter about it. About me. The First Presidency had sent him a letter. I needed to be healthier. They were concerned about my weight. They were worried that I would struggle out in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad called me in and told me. At first I laughed it off. Of course they would bring up the ONE thing that I have struggled with my entire life. The one thing that I have never been able to control. But then my dad stood up and hugged me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think that after having the heartbreaks I have, that I would be prepared for what happened next. I have since learned that some things can cut you deeper than small things like heartbreak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My entire world shattered. I was sad... and then I got mad. More than mad. I was PISSED. How dare they question what I knew? How could they turn ME away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I completely overlooked the part where they asked me to lose weight as a call to action. As a test to prove that this is what I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;***I feel I need to interject for a little bit here and explain something. I have always been bigger than all the girls around me. It has been something of a sensitive subject for me, and I have built my entire personality around the fact that I know people will judge me for being a large woman. So, I developed a loud, apathetic personality to compensate for the hurtful things that are said and done to me. I think that is why I reacted the way I did. Okay. On to the story.***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it as an attack on ME. They didn't want me to serve. They were questioning my ability to receive revelation...it spiraled out from here to a lot of assumptions and irrational thoughts that turned me into a bitter and angry person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It lasted for a long time. I stopped trying. I stopped caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only recently have I been able to move past it and realize that what I felt was still real, and I was the one who chose to turn my back on the Lord. He never left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... to answer today's question...I wish I didn't doubt the Lord when he asked me to prove my faith. I wish I had listened to my family when they offered their help, and practically begged me to soften my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could go back. I wish I didn't still feel the hurt and anger from that moment. I want to forgive myself for that moment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate blog posts that make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to pay this blog post back, I will leave you with lyrics that make me happy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So &lt;b&gt;there&lt;/b&gt; blog post. There.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Green Light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: John Legend, featuring Andre 3000&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[John Legend:]&lt;br /&gt;Give me the Green light&lt;br /&gt;Give me just one night&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see you move, I'm checking your smile&lt;br /&gt;Working your back like it's going out of style&lt;br /&gt;Shake just a little bit faster&lt;br /&gt;Shake just a little now girl&lt;br /&gt;Dying to meet you, so let's mess around&lt;br /&gt;I've got an obsession of us getting down&lt;br /&gt;Come just a little bit closer&lt;br /&gt;I just need permission so just...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me the green light&lt;br /&gt;Give me just one night&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;We can go all night&lt;br /&gt;Give me the green light&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want your green green light&lt;br /&gt;But if it's what it seems like&lt;br /&gt;Then we can get it moving baby&lt;br /&gt;Cause we know it's gonna be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Andre 3000:]&lt;br /&gt;I want your green red light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see what you dance like&lt;br /&gt;But if I can be your buddy&lt;br /&gt;Help you study and get your head right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[John Legend:]&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have a girlfriend... technically no.&lt;br /&gt;If you'll be my girlfriend then I'll make it so&lt;br /&gt;You'll be my only true lover&lt;br /&gt;No competition, no others&lt;br /&gt;Baby it's just the thrill of the chase&lt;br /&gt;But I've got a feeling that I'm winning this race!&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm in much closer&lt;br /&gt;I just need permission so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[John Legend:]&lt;br /&gt;Give me the green light...&lt;br /&gt;Give me just one night.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now!&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;We can go all night&lt;br /&gt;Give me the green light&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Andre 3000:]&lt;br /&gt;I want your green green light&lt;br /&gt;But if it's what it seems like&lt;br /&gt;Then we can get it moving baby&lt;br /&gt;Cause we know it's gonna be right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[John Legend:]&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go right now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Andre 3000:]&lt;br /&gt;I want your green red light&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see what you dance like&lt;br /&gt;But if I can be your buddy&lt;br /&gt;Help you study and get your head right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Andre 3000:]&lt;br /&gt;So I went hard like Medusa staring at me&lt;br /&gt;I told her let's go, let's blow this lame nigga factory&lt;br /&gt;She said, What type of girl do you think I are&lt;br /&gt;The kind that you meet in a bar&lt;br /&gt;You think you can get whatever you want cause you some kinda star&lt;br /&gt;No I'm a comet&lt;br /&gt;I just want you woman&lt;br /&gt;Hey, If I were you then It would be me that I go home with&lt;br /&gt;3, the one and only&lt;br /&gt;One thing you ain't considered&lt;br /&gt;I heard you when you told your girl "ooo he can get it"&lt;br /&gt;Admit it&lt;br /&gt;You did it&lt;br /&gt;Let's hop a cab and split it&lt;br /&gt;I'm kiddin&lt;br /&gt;We both going to where you livin&lt;br /&gt;HA, I got you gigglin like I'm piglet&lt;br /&gt;Oh that's the ticket&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are more like anita baker than robin givens&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't know that lady so let me quit it&lt;br /&gt;I'm just style freein, freestylin with ya'll soundin you&lt;br /&gt;That's just what I'm telling you&lt;br /&gt;Should be in bed with you&lt;br /&gt;Like I've been in jail for two&lt;br /&gt;Years and then they let me loose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Andre 3000:]&lt;br /&gt;You got you one legend&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you gotta step from behind the piano&lt;br /&gt;And let em know what's going on&lt;br /&gt;Even Stevie Wonder got down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-9106449716825737860?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/9106449716825737860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=9106449716825737860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9106449716825737860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9106449716825737860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-22.html' title='30 Days of Truth--22'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7212377331730755825</id><published>2010-10-21T12:26:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:27:18.735-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;"&gt;Day 21:&amp;nbsp; Scenario: Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;"&gt;You do what friends do. You forget the fight and go to help. No fight is more important than a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;br style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;" /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #741b47;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my friend Susi's birthday. We're taking her to go do something AWESOME tonight. It's a surprise... so I'll give you the details and possibly pictures tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Susi. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song is dedicated to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Electric Boogie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Marcia Griffiths&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Electric!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't see it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric!]&lt;br /&gt;You gotta feel it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric!]&lt;br /&gt;Ooh, it's shakin'&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric!]&lt;br /&gt;[Jiggle-a-mesa-cara&lt;br /&gt;She's a pumpin' like a matic&lt;br /&gt;She's a movin' like electric&lt;br /&gt;She sure got the boogie]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gotta know it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie!]&lt;br /&gt;Now you can't hold it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie!]&lt;br /&gt;But you know it there,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah here there everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to move,&lt;br /&gt;I'm going on a party ride&lt;br /&gt;I've got to groove, groove, groove,&lt;br /&gt;And from this music&lt;br /&gt;I just can't hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you comin' with me?&lt;br /&gt;Come let me take you on a party ride&lt;br /&gt;And I'll teach you, teach you, teach you&lt;br /&gt;I'll teach you the electric slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say it's mystic&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;You can't resist it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;You can'y do without it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;Jiggle-a-mesa-cara she's a pumpin' like a matic&lt;br /&gt;She's movin' like electric&lt;br /&gt;She sure got the boogie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna lose it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;But you can't choose it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;But you know it's there,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah here there everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horn Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to move,&lt;br /&gt;Come let me take you on a party ride&lt;br /&gt;And I'll teach you, teach you, teach you&lt;br /&gt;I'll teach you the electric slide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horn Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some say it's mystic&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;You can't resist it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;You can'y do without it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;Jiggle-a-mesa-cara she's a pumpin' like a matic&lt;br /&gt;She's movin' like electric&lt;br /&gt;She sure got the boogie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna lose it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;But you can't choose it&lt;br /&gt;[It's electric&lt;br /&gt;Boogie woogie, woogie]&lt;br /&gt;But you know it's there,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah here there everywhere&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-7212377331730755825?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/7212377331730755825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=7212377331730755825&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7212377331730755825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7212377331730755825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-21-scenario-your-best-friend-is-in.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 21'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-9025088953706385069</id><published>2010-10-20T12:05:00.008-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T13:04:33.451-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 20</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 20:&amp;nbsp; Your views on drugs and alcohol.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Well, My views on drugs are that unless they help you medically, they are wrong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol... I wish that I didn't have first-hand knowledge of that bad things that can happen when you drink alcohol. It is a "substance" and therefore can affect you adversely.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt; I believe that consuming alcohol is wrong.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that abusing either one of these substances is wrong...and extremely bad for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a CRAZY day. We had a candidate forum (aka a debate) at work. People + Political Passion + Debate = Riotous action/Religious revival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, lyrics. I could apply it to how I felt about the last 3 elections... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Holding Out For A Hero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Bonnie Tyler&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where have all the good men gone&lt;br /&gt;and where are all the gods?&lt;br /&gt;Where's the streetwise Hercules&lt;br /&gt;to fight the rising odds?&lt;br /&gt;Isn't there a white knight&lt;br /&gt;upon a fiery steed?&lt;br /&gt;Late at night I toss&lt;br /&gt;and I turn&lt;br /&gt;and I dream of what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero.&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero&lt;br /&gt;'til the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;and he's gotta be fast&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero.&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero &lt;br /&gt;'til the morning light.&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be sure&lt;br /&gt;and it's gotta be soon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be larger than life!&lt;br /&gt;larger than life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere after midnight&lt;br /&gt;in my wildest fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere just beyond my reach&lt;br /&gt;there's someone reaching back for me.&lt;br /&gt;Racing on the thunder&lt;br /&gt;and rising with the heat&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna take a superman&lt;br /&gt;to sweep me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero.&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero&lt;br /&gt;'til the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;and he's gotta be fast&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero. &lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero&lt;br /&gt;'til the morning light.&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be sure&lt;br /&gt;and it's gotta be soon&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be larger than life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero.&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero&lt;br /&gt;'til the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up where the mountains meet the heavens above&lt;br /&gt;Out where the lightning splits the sea&lt;br /&gt;I could swear there is someone&lt;br /&gt;somewhere&lt;br /&gt;watching me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the wind&lt;br /&gt;and the chill&lt;br /&gt;and the rain&lt;br /&gt;And the storm&lt;br /&gt;and the flood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel his approach&lt;br /&gt;like a fire in my blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero.&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero&lt;br /&gt;'til the end of the night.&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be strong&lt;br /&gt;and he's gotta be fast&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be fresh from the fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a hero.&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding out for a hero&lt;br /&gt;'til the morning light.&lt;br /&gt;He's gotta be sure&lt;br /&gt;and it's gotta be soon&lt;br /&gt;And he's gotta be larger than life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-9025088953706385069?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/9025088953706385069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=9025088953706385069&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9025088953706385069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/9025088953706385069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-20.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 20'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5107932014923878810</id><published>2010-10-19T16:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T17:08:51.777-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 19:&amp;nbsp; What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many of you know that I am LDS (aka Mormon). AND since I pretty much covered everything I have to say on politics in &lt;a href="http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/03/political-affiliation.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, I'll talk about religion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that a lot of people don't believe in God or Jesus. I know that a lot of people think religion is a croc...a way for humanity to feel better about their lives. I can't change what people think, but I know what I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is the truest form of the Lords church on earth. I know that we are created in God's image. I know that Jesus is the Savior of the world. I know that he died for me. I know that a teenage boy named Joseph Smith restored Jesus Christ's church on earth. I know that same man translated the Book of Mormon and that that book is another testament of Jesus Christ, and the truest book on earth. I know that if I live my life the best I can and do the things that are asked of me, that I can be with my family forever...that death can't break us apart. I know that Thomas Monson is the Lord's prophet on the earth today and that he leads us in the paths of righteousness.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TL4dRTaRnqI/AAAAAAAAAp8/e2pBp5uFIMk/s1600/09081002b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TL4dRTaRnqI/AAAAAAAAAp8/e2pBp5uFIMk/s200/09081002b.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I know that God lives.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I know that He loves me unconditionally.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;What do I think about religion???&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life without religion is like a world without sunlight. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been pretty awesome. :) I've been having a pretty good day overall. There have been...obstacles today. However, I have decided that if I care about them too much, they'll overcome me, so I'm setting them aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was another great night of volleyball. I think that I'm cursed though. I hurt my thumb trying to hit a ball. Some people say that I am too violent when I play volleyball. I'm not violent. I'm loud and I like to hit the ball hard, but that is NOT violent. ;) All my team members know that if I play on their team, I will be yelling at them to hit the ball. lol. Of course it's all in good fun, and no one takes me too seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's song was in my head this morning and has stayed with me all day. I think that it was meant to be posted today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Defying Gravity&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the musical Wicked--as performed in the TV series, Glee&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something has changed within me&lt;br /&gt;Something is not the same&lt;br /&gt;I'm through with playing by the rules&lt;br /&gt;Of someone else's game&lt;br /&gt;Too late for second-guessing&lt;br /&gt;Too late to go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;It's time to trust my instincts&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes: and leap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to try&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I am defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;And you wont bring me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm through accepting limits&lt;br /&gt;'cause someone says they're so&lt;br /&gt;Some things I cannot change&lt;br /&gt;But till I try, I'll never know!&lt;br /&gt;Too long I've been afraid of&lt;br /&gt;Losing love I guess I've lost&lt;br /&gt;Well, if that's love&lt;br /&gt;It comes at much too high a cost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sooner buy&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I'm defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;And you wont bring me down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd sooner buy&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;Kiss me goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I'm defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try&lt;br /&gt;Defying gravity&lt;br /&gt;And never bring me down!&lt;br /&gt;bring me down!&lt;br /&gt;ohh ohhh ohhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-5107932014923878810?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5107932014923878810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5107932014923878810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5107932014923878810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5107932014923878810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-19.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 19'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TL4dRTaRnqI/AAAAAAAAAp8/e2pBp5uFIMk/s72-c/09081002b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8406507017790593624</id><published>2010-10-18T18:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T18:08:46.438-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 18:&amp;nbsp; Your views on gay marriage.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wow. This has potential to be a post that loses readers for me. However, I can't LIE in my own Truth Challenge, so here it goes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am split on the topic of gay marriage. On one side, I think--why not??? It's not that big of a deal. If people want a piece of paper that says they're married... whatever.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;BUT on the other side of things--I think that homosexuality is wrong. I don't really understand "same-sex" attraction. Personally, I think it's gross. So, that side of me says--no freaking way. That is disgusting... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;However, I am too tolerant to take it further than that thought. I am a big believer in the fact that people will pay the consequences of their actions--positive or negative. I am not responsible for other people's decisions, and I won't ever force someone to believe what I believe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yes. I believe that homosexuality is WRONG. However, persecution is also wrong. We are all in this together, but I don't want other people to judge me for my beliefs. What right do I have to judge others? Christ said, "Love one another as I have loved you." I love people as a whole, and I try not to judge them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;My hope is that people won't judge me and that they will allow me to believe in what I see as truth. I don't support gay marriage. I do support tolerance and love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #7f6000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is going alright. I'm tired, I have a headache, and I'm cold. However, I get to work today, and that is always a good thing. I like to be busy. It helps to relax me. lol. I know that sounds funny, but it really does. I like to have something to do. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song for today is a GREAT one. I hope you like it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I listen to it when I need a perk for my day! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Just Like Heaven&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: The Cure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Show me, show me, show me how you do that trick&lt;br /&gt;The one that makes me scream" she said&lt;br /&gt;"The one that makes me laugh" she said&lt;br /&gt;And threw her arms around my neck&lt;br /&gt;"Show me how you do it&lt;br /&gt;And I promise you I promise that&lt;br /&gt;I'll run away with you&lt;br /&gt;I'll run away with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinning on that dizzy edge&lt;br /&gt;I kissed her face I kissed her neck&lt;br /&gt;And dreamed of all the different ways I had&lt;br /&gt;To make her glow&lt;br /&gt;"Why are you so far away?" she said&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, won't you ever know that I'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;That I'm in love with you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Soft and only&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Lost and lonely&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Strange as angels&lt;br /&gt;Dancing in the deepest oceans&lt;br /&gt;Twisting in the water&lt;br /&gt;You're just like a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylight licked me into shape&lt;br /&gt;I must have been asleep for days&lt;br /&gt;And moving lips to breathe her name&lt;br /&gt;I opened up my eyes&lt;br /&gt;And found myself alone alone&lt;br /&gt;Alone above a raging sea&lt;br /&gt;That stole the only girl I loved&lt;br /&gt;And drowned her deep inside of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Soft and only&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Lost and lonely&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;Just like heaven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8406507017790593624?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8406507017790593624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8406507017790593624&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8406507017790593624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8406507017790593624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-18.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 18'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2351247898792394030</id><published>2010-10-17T09:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:09:19.183-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 17</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 17: A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. This is an extremely hard question. I love reading. A lot. I can't tell you how many books I've read, because honestly I don't really know. I would say well into the thousands, but I couldn't be sure. Of course, aside from religious books, there are many that I would say changed my views on things. The most recent would be &lt;b&gt;The Alchemist&lt;/b&gt; by Paulo Coelho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is...for lack of a better word--AMAZING! It talks about fulfilling your dreams and going to your limits to find out who you are. One of my favorite quotes from it is: "When you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly awesome. Go read it...NOW! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was church. It was so freaking awesome! My day started out badly, but it ended up AMAZING!!! I love to go to church. My favorite part is singing. I love to sing in church. It makes me feel like I am speaking directly to the heavens. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also today, got to talk to my roomie for a while AND I went to my friend, Cherie's place and hung out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics for today are inspired by a conversation I had today with a friend. Have a great Sunday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hair&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;from the musical Hair&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asks me why&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a hairy guy&lt;br /&gt;I'm hairy noon and night&lt;br /&gt;Hair that's a fright&lt;br /&gt;I'm hairy high and low&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why&lt;br /&gt;Don't know&lt;br /&gt;It's not for lack of break&lt;br /&gt;Like the Grateful Dead&lt;br /&gt;Darling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gimme head with hair&lt;br /&gt;Long beautiful hair&lt;br /&gt;Shining, gleaming,&lt;br /&gt;Streaming, flaxen, waxen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me down to there hair&lt;br /&gt;Shoulder length or longer&lt;br /&gt;Here baby, there mama&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere daddy daddy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair&lt;br /&gt;Flow it, show it&lt;br /&gt;Long as God can grow it&lt;br /&gt;My hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it fly in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;And get caught in the trees&lt;br /&gt;Give a home to the fleas in my hair&lt;br /&gt;A home for fleas&lt;br /&gt;A hive for bees&lt;br /&gt;A nest for birds&lt;br /&gt;There ain't no words&lt;br /&gt;For the beauty, the splendor, the wonder&lt;br /&gt;Of my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair&lt;br /&gt;Flow it, show it&lt;br /&gt;Long as God can grow it&lt;br /&gt;My hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want it long, straight, curly, fuzzy&lt;br /&gt;Snaggy, shaggy, ratty, matty&lt;br /&gt;Oily, greasy, fleecy&lt;br /&gt;Shining, gleaming, streaming&lt;br /&gt;Flaxen, waxen&lt;br /&gt;Knotted, polka-dotted&lt;br /&gt;Twisted, beaded, braided&lt;br /&gt;Powdered, flowered, and confettied&lt;br /&gt;Bangled, tangled, spangled, and spaghettied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh say can you see&lt;br /&gt;My eyes if you can&lt;br /&gt;Then my hair's too short&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down to here&lt;br /&gt;Down to there&lt;br /&gt;Down to where&lt;br /&gt;It stops by itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll be ga ga at the go go&lt;br /&gt;When they see me in my toga&lt;br /&gt;My toga made of blond&lt;br /&gt;Brilliantined&lt;br /&gt;Biblical hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair like Jesus wore it&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah I adore it&lt;br /&gt;Hallelujah Mary loved her son&lt;br /&gt;Why don't my mother love me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair&lt;br /&gt;Flow it, show it&lt;br /&gt;Long as God can grow it&lt;br /&gt;My hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair&lt;br /&gt;Flow it, show it&lt;br /&gt;Long as God can grow it&lt;br /&gt;My hair&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2351247898792394030?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2351247898792394030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2351247898792394030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2351247898792394030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2351247898792394030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-17.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 17'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-838664735905216184</id><published>2010-10-16T09:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T09:58:18.261-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 16</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance. :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 16: Someone or something you definitely could live without.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I could live without stupid drivers. Why can't people just drive like NORMAL??? Especially in Utah. It feels almost like I'm following people and they haven't decided what they want to do with their lives... "To work or not to work??? Maybe if I drive 15 miles under the speed limit, everyone will love me for stalling the inevitable work week... Maybe if I slam on my breaks for no apparent reason, the people behind me will thank me endlessly, because I brake for text messages."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I HATE STUPID DRIVERS. :[&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was pretty cool. I went to Vegas last night with Susi and we worked at an event for her business, &lt;a href="http://yellowpix.com/"&gt;yellowpix.com&lt;/a&gt;. They are a super cool event photography company that specializes in green-screen technology like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLxuD5SOmgI/AAAAAAAAAp4/5ZbP_v2dbF0/s320/59981_150133111688033_104520129582665_287063_4875990_n.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is my Herbalife fan club. :) lol. Actually they are my coach, his coach, and the most inspirational guy I know! :)&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLxuD5SOmgI/AAAAAAAAAp4/5ZbP_v2dbF0/s1600/59981_150133111688033_104520129582665_287063_4875990_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cool. My knee was bothering me, but overall, there were a lot of awesome people there that were walking or running for cancer. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for today are an amazing song that has made my life happier while driving. :) Enjoy it and I'll see you on the flip side!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Get Over It&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: The Eagles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turn on the tube and what do I see&lt;br /&gt;A whole lotta people cryin' "Don't blame me"&lt;br /&gt;They point their crooked little fingers ar everybody else&lt;br /&gt;Spend all their time feelin' sorry for themselves&lt;br /&gt;Victim of this, victim of that&lt;br /&gt;Your momma's too thin; your daddy's too fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;All this whinin' and cryin' and pitchin' a fit&lt;br /&gt;Get over it, get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say you haven't been the same since you had your little crash&lt;br /&gt;But you might feel better if I gave you some cash&lt;br /&gt;The more I think about it, Old Billy was right&lt;br /&gt;Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to work, you want to live like a king&lt;br /&gt;But the big, bad world doesn't owe you a thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;If you don't want to play, then you might as well split&lt;br /&gt;Get over it, Get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like going to confession every time I hear you speak&lt;br /&gt;You're makin' the most of your losin' streak&lt;br /&gt;Some call it sick, but I call it weak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You drag it around like a ball and chain&lt;br /&gt;You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain&lt;br /&gt;You wave it like a flag, you wear it like a crown&lt;br /&gt;Got your mind in the gutter, bringin' everybody down&lt;br /&gt;Complain about the present and blame it on the past&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to find your inner child and kick its little a--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;All this b-tchin' and moanin' and pitchin' a fit&lt;br /&gt;Get over it, get over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;Get over it&lt;br /&gt;It's gotta stop sometime, so why don't you quit&lt;br /&gt;Get over it, get over it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-838664735905216184?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/838664735905216184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=838664735905216184&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/838664735905216184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/838664735905216184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-16.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 16'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLxuD5SOmgI/AAAAAAAAAp4/5ZbP_v2dbF0/s72-c/59981_150133111688033_104520129582665_287063_4875990_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2727673972190347203</id><published>2010-10-15T14:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T14:34:26.374-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 15</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Day 15:&amp;nbsp; Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I cannot live without friends and family. Literally. I slowly die each day without them. Especially when I am struggling with life... which is like every day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;I LOVE MY FREAKING FAMILY AND FRIENDS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Seriously. They are so amazingly awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Of course if you read my blog about how much I love my family, the first part comes as no surprise to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;However, I don't know if I have talked to you about my friends. Everywhere I live, I try to make a group of friends that is SO EPIC--that we will literally tip the earth off it's axis because of the magnitude of our awesomeness. I have to say that I have come pretty close to that here in St. George. Seriously. Everyone I hang out with is STELLAR! I don't even know how to start saying how cool and neat and marvelous and happy-making and wonderful and crazy and cool and awesome they are. But they are. You will just have t trust that I have the most amazing friends in the universe and that we have momentous good times when we get together. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: #134f5c;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;oh, and I can't live without fruit. I love fruit. It is delicious. Except for grapefruit... which is disgusting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLi6f35Q4hI/AAAAAAAAAp0/BDwIQj53zxA/s1600/p09l4s7k.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLi6f35Q4hI/AAAAAAAAAp0/BDwIQj53zxA/s320/p09l4s7k.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am also going to Vegas with my bff Sus. lol. (did you get my &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ySR3hpieiQc"&gt;bff Rose&lt;/a&gt; reference??) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we're going to work, but it will be fun still. :) That is all I have to say. Have a great evening, and I'll see ya on the flip side!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Night by Night&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Chromeo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know inside of me sooner or later we gon' be free&lt;br /&gt;C'mon girl, don't make a fuss&lt;br /&gt;Let's have a conversation that's not just about us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we don't know which way to go&lt;br /&gt;... and it doesn't really matter what we do&lt;br /&gt;there's gotta be one good way to know&lt;br /&gt;If all this is worth it we can work it night by night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm not romantic&lt;br /&gt;I say she's too dramatic&lt;br /&gt;I tell her while we're at it we can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm not romantic&lt;br /&gt;I say she's too dramatic&lt;br /&gt;I tell her while we're at it we can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know inside of me if we wait a bit longer we'll see what's meant to be&lt;br /&gt;C'mon girl, we can't be apart&lt;br /&gt;A special kind of lovin reaches right through my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we don't know which way to go&lt;br /&gt;... and it doesn't really matter what we do&lt;br /&gt;there's gotta be one good way to know&lt;br /&gt;If all this is worth it we can work it night by night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm not romantic&lt;br /&gt;I say she's too dramatic&lt;br /&gt;I tell her while we're at it we can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm not romantic&lt;br /&gt;I say she's too dramatic&lt;br /&gt;I tell her while we're at it we can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night&lt;br /&gt;Night by Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Instrumental Solo]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Not Romantic&lt;br /&gt;... Too Dramatic&lt;br /&gt;We can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;... Not Romantic&lt;br /&gt;... Too Dramatic&lt;br /&gt;We can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;... Not Romantic&lt;br /&gt;... Too Dramatic&lt;br /&gt;We can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;... Not Romantic&lt;br /&gt;... Too Dramatic&lt;br /&gt;We can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm not romantic&lt;br /&gt;I say she's too dramatic&lt;br /&gt;I tell her while we're at it we can work it night by night&lt;br /&gt;She says I'm not romantic&lt;br /&gt;I say she's too dramatic&lt;br /&gt;I tell her while we're at it we can work it night by night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2727673972190347203?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2727673972190347203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2727673972190347203&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2727673972190347203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2727673972190347203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-15.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 15'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLi6f35Q4hI/AAAAAAAAAp0/BDwIQj53zxA/s72-c/p09l4s7k.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-880855256097803737</id><published>2010-10-15T12:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T12:56:40.966-06:00</updated><title type='text'>(belated) 30 Days of Truth Challenge--Day 14</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: #351c75;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 14:&amp;nbsp; A hero that has let you down.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have a lot of heroes. Here is the short list:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; • My parents&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; • My grandparents&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; • My brothers&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to write about heroes because how can your family let you down??? BUT, there was a point in my life where i felt like one of my heroes let me down. I was angry and hurt for a good 3-4 months, until I learned the real story. I am still a little disappointed, but I realize that it is for the greater good. I am talking about when my oldest brother left his wife and kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really talked about how I REALLY felt when he left...mostly because I felt selfish. I have since changed my perspective on this, but when he left, I felt like he betrayed me. I felt like the brother that raised me and taught me to be better, had lost his DAMN MIND. How dare he break this family? How dare he leave ME?! I was so...soo...IDK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird. I can't even properly convey the emotions that I was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I show you in type how much that hurt me? How angry I was??? I literally don't have words for that kind of hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, after actually talking to him and attempting to talk to his wife, I realize that he really didn't let me down. He tried to make it work for 6 years. SIX YEARS!!! That is a long time to try to fix something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we judge others where we should love, and sometimes we love where we should leave. I don't know a lot about love. I've only loved three men in my life other than my family. However, I do know that love should make everything around you better. There is no love left in that marriage. It's a sad but true fact. I wish my brother luck. I really do. He has a lot to sort out, and I hope that he makes smart and compassionate choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLijnJ8hujI/AAAAAAAAApw/qC1KOzo2Beg/s1600/waimeaTRUCKINGco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLijnJ8hujI/AAAAAAAAApw/qC1KOzo2Beg/s200/waimeaTRUCKINGco.jpg" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomie, Ames, is FINALLY moving in!!! I'm super happy and excited about it. Our place is SUPER AWESOME! :) I'm so stoked!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we (aka my band--the Waimea Trucking Company) have a gig. It's going to be awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics for today... a great song. Truly a classic. I LOVE it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fire and Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: James Taylor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just yesterday morning they let me know you were gone&lt;br /&gt;Suzanne the plans they made put an end to you&lt;br /&gt;I walked out this morning and I wrote down this song&lt;br /&gt;I just can't remember who to send it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen fire and I've seen rain&lt;br /&gt;I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end&lt;br /&gt;I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend&lt;br /&gt;But I always thought that I'd see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you look down on me, Jesus&lt;br /&gt;You've got to help me make a stand&lt;br /&gt;You've just got to see me through another day&lt;br /&gt;My body's aching and my time is at hand&lt;br /&gt;And I won't make it any other way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain&lt;br /&gt;I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end&lt;br /&gt;I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend&lt;br /&gt;But I always thought that I'd see you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been walking my mind to an easy time&lt;br /&gt;My back turned towards the sun&lt;br /&gt;Lord knows the cold wind blows it’ll turn your head around&lt;br /&gt;Well, there’s hours of time on the telephone line&lt;br /&gt;To talk about things to come&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain&lt;br /&gt;I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end&lt;br /&gt;I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend&lt;br /&gt;But I always thought that I'd see you, baby, one more time again, now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd see you one more time again&lt;br /&gt;There's just a few things coming my way this time around,&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd see you, thought I'd see you fire and rain, now&lt;br /&gt;Thought I'd see you just one more time again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-880855256097803737?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/880855256097803737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=880855256097803737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/880855256097803737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/880855256097803737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/belated-30-days-of-truth-challenge-day.html' title='(belated) 30 Days of Truth Challenge--Day 14'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TLijnJ8hujI/AAAAAAAAApw/qC1KOzo2Beg/s72-c/waimeaTRUCKINGco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-4296825504512973236</id><published>2010-10-15T11:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T11:11:38.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Apology</title><content type='html'>Hello fair readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that you all have been ENTHRALLED with my 30 Days of Truth Challenge to myself (just go with it). I have opened the gateway to my soul (is that the eyes??? Because if it is, they are open most days. ;) ) and shared with you the TRUTH of all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, to reward your loyalty and faith in my awesomeness... I have let you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the THIRD time that I am doubling up on Challenge Days. I have no excuse... Except for the fact that I am extremely tired and haven't been able to sleep and I'm slowly unpacking my new place and I hurt my knee in volleyball, and I'm worried that Blanche is on her last leg... but no excuses for this bloggerella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will repay you with THREE..count them..THREE blog posts today. This one, Day 14, and day 15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that my humble offering will make up for the horrible time frame that I have been keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day. This post won't have a song attached, but a music video. Enjoy it. Enjoy your day, and enjoy my posts. :) (All three of them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the post I wrote about the kid that was gawking at me??? Becaue I love you ALL, and because I trust you all to love me back, I decided to post a video of ME singing that song... my dad's favorite Hawaiian mele (song) that I sing... "Ke Aloha." &amp;lt;3 ya!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAE8cw74_N4&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;HERE IS THE VIDEO!!!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-4296825504512973236?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/4296825504512973236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=4296825504512973236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/4296825504512973236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/4296825504512973236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/apology.html' title='Apology'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-959062262529670548</id><published>2010-10-13T17:13:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:38:38.248-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--12 &amp; 13</title><content type='html'>So, I have been SUPER busy at work. My computer has been acting up. After running every scan I know of, I think it's finally okay. So--here it goes. Sorry I missed yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;--- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 12:&amp;nbsp; Something you never get compliments on.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a lot of things that I don't get compliments on. However, something I never get compliments on that I would like to get a compliment on are my eyes. :) I think that I have really nice eyes, but I rarely get complimented on them. Also, I don't get compliments on my graphic design that often. Maybe people just don't know that I design stuff... or maybe it isn't that good, but I would like to get more compliments on those things eventually. Maybe I get them, but I don't pay attention. That could be a part of it too! ;) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 13:&amp;nbsp; A band or artist that has gotten you through some really tough days.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. This is tough because I LOVE music. Almost more than life. AND so, I listen to a lot of different stuff. However, I think that one of the groups that has affected me deeply is a Hawaiian group called Malino. They are AMAZING. LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE their songs. They are a Hawaiian/reggae group, and they are awesome. I love Switchback. They have a lot of songs that have helped me. There are so many more... The Cure, Amy Hanaialii-Gilliom, The Eagles, Earth Wind and Fire, Boyz II Men, Nat King Cole, and so many more!!!&amp;nbsp; Gosh. I love music.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mackeygroup.com/images/12Pillars.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.mackeygroup.com/images/12Pillars.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been reading a book called the 12 Pillars of Success by Jim Rohn. It is a FANTASTIC motivational book by one of my favorite people--Jim Rohn. He is an amazing motivator, and a great teacher. I have been learning a lot about how to draw success to myself,and it starts with personal change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that as I tell you the next part, that you are probably thinking..."she has said this before. When it will actually happen???" lol. Well, &lt;b&gt;change is coming.&lt;/b&gt; lol. Finally. I think that I have been holding on to the past for so long that I was scared as to what might happen to me if I let it go. Well, NO WORRIES! I am getting geared up to change things up a bit. Life is only as awesome as you make it, and I plan on making it AMAZINGLY AWESOME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note--it is October. The month of...Halloween! I have to admit that I haven't ever really been that big into Halloween. I just haven't ever really seen the draw. You dress up in costumes, scare yourself (and others) and get candy. Isn't it easier to just buy the candy you want and hang out??? lol. I totally sound like a hermit right there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving along... This year I think I'm getting more into it. I think it has a lot to do with friends of mine that are WAY into Halloween. It makes me want to participate for the sheer fun of hanging out with those people. We'll see how it goes. I think I may fulfill my life-long dream of being a pumpkin this year. lol. I have always wanted to be a pumpkin for Halloween, and maybe I will actually do it this year! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho--song for the day. From my favorite band, Malino. It's a great song. Enjoy it, and this link to a &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HxDdZqCKncQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;YouTube video&lt;/a&gt; of it. :) Not the original video, but a beautiful rendition. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Second Chance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Malino&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since you been gone&lt;br /&gt;I feel my life slipping away &lt;br /&gt;I look to the sky, but everything Is turning gray &lt;br /&gt;All I've made was one mistake&lt;br /&gt;How much more will I have to pay?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you think it over?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you forget about the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause love makes a sound baby&lt;br /&gt;Our heart needs a second chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't put me down baby&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone, I've been in a trance&lt;br /&gt;This heart needs a second chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't say it's over, I just can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is love&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing In the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;I fooled on you, but she never meant a thing&lt;br /&gt;And I know I ain't got no right&lt;br /&gt;To ask you to sympathize &lt;br /&gt;Why can't you think it over?&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you forget the past?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause love makes a sound baby&lt;br /&gt;Our heart needs a second chance &lt;br /&gt;Don't put me down baby&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see I love you?&lt;br /&gt;Since you've been gone, I've been in a trance&lt;br /&gt;This heart needs a second chance &lt;br /&gt;Don't say it's over, I just can't say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart needs a second chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't put me down baby&lt;br /&gt;My heart needs a second chance&lt;br /&gt;My heart needs a second chance&lt;br /&gt;Don't say goodbye, don't ever, ever say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;My heart needs a second chance...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-959062262529670548?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/959062262529670548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=959062262529670548&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/959062262529670548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/959062262529670548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-12-13.html' title='30 Days of Truth--12 &amp; 13'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-821992690607957261</id><published>2010-10-11T16:52:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T16:54:52.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 11</title><content type='html'>&lt;b style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 11:&amp;nbsp; Something people seem to compliment you the most on.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, people often compliment me on my voice or my height. I am tall for a woman, so I guess when people only see me without hearing me sing, they compliment me on that. However, when people hear me sing, that is usually the only thing they notice about me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;A funny story--I was visiting my grandma for her birthday this last week, and she asked me to bring my uke so that I could sing her a song. We got to my uncle's house (who was throwing the party) and started eating. A half hour into the evening, the local missionaries came over with two guys they were going on splits (or partnering up with) on. No one really paid any attention to me other than my Uncle, who just got home from Iraq and my grandma.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Later that evening, my grandma asked me to sing for her. I sang one of her favorite songs, Ke Aloha. One of the guys that was with the missionaries stopped everything he was doing and as my grandma put it, "sat in rapture" the entire time I sang. Afterwards, he was staring at me and was sort of "all up in my grill." He then told me (extremely loudly), "that was the most beautiful thing I have ever heard!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;lol. I laugh only because he was super obsessed with me the rest of the night, and asked my Grandma if he could buy my CD (which she mentioned that she had... troublemaker!) AND that I inspired him to buy a ukulele and start singing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know better than most that I can be weird about this kind of thing, but he CREEPED me out. Big time. I understand that I have a nice voice, but please be discreet with your compliments. lol. Also--I tend to not like to sing in front of people because it alters their perception of me. If you like me, I hope that it is because of who I am... not because of what I sound like! ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Well, it's great to be back in St. George...mostly because I have finally started unpacking. :) It was cool--last night, me and my roomie Amy just talked and stuff while we moved my bed and furniture into my room and stuff. I love our new place and our landlord. :) She and her family are AMAZING, so I'm stoked to be there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I don't really have much to say, other than I am SUPER excited for this week. :) It's going to be AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;The song for today is pretty awesome. I post it in homage of a voice that I wish I could emulate...although I don't really know if I want to change my voice. I like it. ;) lol. Anyway...Stevie Nicks is AMAZING. I love her voice...it's so raspy and amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0b/Fleetwood_Mac_-_Fleetwood_Mac.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/0/0b/Fleetwood_Mac_-_Fleetwood_Mac.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Landslide (Acoustic Version)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&amp;lt;--which is really the only version I like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Fleetwood Mac&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took this love and I took it down&lt;br /&gt;Climbed a mountain and I turned around&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br /&gt;Till the landslide brought me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?&lt;br /&gt;Can the child within my heart rise above?&lt;br /&gt;And can I sail through the changing ocean tides&lt;br /&gt;Can I handle the seasons of my life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh I don't know, ooh I don't know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been afraid of changing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've built my life around you&lt;br /&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br /&gt;Children get older I'm getting older too&lt;br /&gt;Yes I'm getting older too, oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been afraid of changing&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I've built my life around you&lt;br /&gt;But time makes you bolder&lt;br /&gt;Children get older&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting older too&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm getting older too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, take this love, take it down&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if you climb a mountain and you turn around&lt;br /&gt;If you see my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br /&gt;Well the landslide will bring you down, down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you see my reflection in the snow covered hills&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe--the landslide will bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, the landslide will bring it down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-821992690607957261?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/821992690607957261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=821992690607957261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/821992690607957261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/821992690607957261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-11.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 11'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-1744159019273920684</id><published>2010-10-10T09:00:00.011-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T09:00:03.468-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Day 10:&amp;nbsp; Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Wow. There aren't a lot of people that I know that I don't like. Hmm. There are people that I do need to let go though. I think the most important person that I need to let go is who I was...aka the "old" Karyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Let me explain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The person that i am now is not the person I was eight to ten years ago. That version of me was a loud, obnoxious, violent and I hate to say this--a drunk. I was not a good person, and I hurt and physically assaulted a lot of people. The good thing about that version of me is that I never held back anything. It is extremely liberating to say exactly what you want to whenever you want to. However, it is also often hurtful, spiteful, and insulting. I also loved feeling like an individual. I did what I wanted and unleashed the full power of my personality...which was exhilarating. There are so many other aspect of who I used to be, but I won't go into it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I am only learning now (aka in the last 5 years) that I can still be me without the stupidity. I can still be fun and spunky while being respectful and nice. AND, giving up drinking was one of the best things I've ever done. DON'T DO IT!!! IT'S NOT WORTH IT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I need to fully let her go before I can move on with life. It's taking some time, but it's happening! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go back to the SG today. I have to say that I am a little sad about it. This weekend has been AWESOME, and I alway miss my family when I leave. A LOT. Oh well. A hui hou. Until we meet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myphotolounge.ca/myphotolounge/image.axd?picture=2009%2F3%2FIMG_0335.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://www.myphotolounge.ca/myphotolounge/image.axd?picture=2009%2F3%2FIMG_0335.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Foot on Sand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Justin Young&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chant&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Oli)&lt;br /&gt;Eia Hawai'i&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Behold Hawai'i)&lt;br /&gt;He motu&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (An island)&lt;br /&gt;He kanaka&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (A man)&lt;br /&gt;He kanaka Hawai'i e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (A Hawaiian man)&lt;br /&gt;'Anno'ai me ke aloha nui e Hawai'i&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Greetings with great love Hawai'i)&lt;br /&gt;Aloha no e ku'u one hanau e,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Love indeed to Hawai’i the sands of my birth)&lt;br /&gt;Aloha e, aloha e, aloha e&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Love...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own, on the wind&lt;br /&gt;A moment ends and one begins&lt;br /&gt;Sense of freedom over the sea&lt;br /&gt;But I watch my home get further from me&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I reach to meet the clouds&lt;br /&gt;But I always keep on foot on the ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My horizons widening&lt;br /&gt;But nights are cold here, sometimes lonely&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are open, so much to see&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes they long for familiarity&lt;br /&gt;And away on distant lands&lt;br /&gt;I always keep one foot on the sand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Anno'ai me ke aloha nui e Hawai'i&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Greetings with great love Hawai'i)&lt;br /&gt;Aloha no e ku'u one hanau e,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; (Love indeed to Hawai’i the sands of my birth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays bring me home&lt;br /&gt;My appreciation has grown&lt;br /&gt;Warmer waters, smaller pond&lt;br /&gt;But some thing here circle on&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I reach to meet the clouds&lt;br /&gt;But I always on the ground&lt;br /&gt;And away on distant lands&lt;br /&gt;I always keep one foot on the sand&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-1744159019273920684?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/1744159019273920684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=1744159019273920684&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1744159019273920684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1744159019273920684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-10.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 10'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5972777236262970278</id><published>2010-10-09T09:00:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T09:00:00.305-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 09</title><content type='html'>&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Day 09:&amp;nbsp; Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. There are a lot of people who have drifted away from me. Mostly because I am horrible at keeping up correspondence. However, I think that someone who I really wanted to keep in touch with that just drifted away is my good friend Elyse. We were SUPER close from the time I moved to Hawaii all through high school, but as time wore on, we just drifted apart. I totally miss her, and we still talk occasionally, but it just isn't the same. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! Well, Prescott is AWESOME! We are staying at this sweet vacation rental, and so it's been super fun. I think the part I love most is just being around my family. I never really grew up knowing my mom's side of the family, so it has been super awesome to forge relationships with them in the last 5 years. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for today is an oldie, but I totally love this version. You can't find the CD anymore (it was before the era of iTunes and Kazaa) because the band broke up, but it is still one of my VERY favorite songs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000056K8N.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/B000056K8N.01._SCMZZZZZZZ_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Drift Away&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Colon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day after day I'm more confused,&lt;br /&gt;I look for the light in the mornin' rain,&lt;br /&gt;you know that's the game that i hate to lose,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm feelin' the strain, ain't it a shame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, give the beat boys and free my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;Give me the beat boys and free my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;won't you take me awa--y, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beginning to think that I'm wastin' time,&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand the things i do,&lt;br /&gt;the world outside is so unkind,&lt;br /&gt;but I'm countin' on you, to carry me through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, give the beat boys and free my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;Give me the beat boys and free my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;won't you take me awa--y, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when my mind is free,&lt;br /&gt;no melody can move me,&lt;br /&gt;when I'm feelin' blue,&lt;br /&gt;guitars are comin'through to soothe me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, give the beat boys and free my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;Give me the beat boys and free my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;won't you take me awa--y, yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks for the joy that you're givin' me,&lt;br /&gt;I want you to know I believe in your song,&lt;br /&gt;rhythm and rhyme and harmony,&lt;br /&gt;you help me along, makin' me strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;Oh, give the beat boys and free my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;Give me the beat boys and free my soul,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away.&lt;br /&gt;won't you take me awa--y, yeah. (x2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-5972777236262970278?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5972777236262970278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5972777236262970278&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5972777236262970278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5972777236262970278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-09.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 09'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-3599588305535099802</id><published>2010-10-08T09:00:00.012-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T09:00:04.783-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 08</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 08:&amp;nbsp; Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like crap.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Well, this is not a hard one to answer. There were a group of people (whom I will not mention the names of...because I just don't think I have to) who were horrible to me all through high school and up until college. This group was compromised of some extended family members and their friends. I never quite understood why they hated me so much, but I guess I don't really want to know. The saddest part is that I am only now coming to the conclusion that I don't want or need them in my life, and I have been making a conscious effort to avoid them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am going to Prescott to see my 99 year old great-grandmother, Ione. I am SO stoked about it!!! She is truly an amazing woman, and I love to talk to her about the "old days." She always has the BEST stories... like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vacationideas.me/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/price-canyon-ranch-arizona-cattle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.vacationideas.me/wp-content/uploads/2008/10/price-canyon-ranch-arizona-cattle.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She was about 6 or maybe 8, and her mom was pregnant. Her dad was a rancher in Northern AZ, and there wasn't any doctor or even a neighbor that was closer than 10 miles or so. Her mom taught her how to deliver a baby, just in case she had to do it while her dad was out with the cattle. The day came when her mom went into labor, and her dad came at the last minute (aka when the baby was basically coming out) so that my gg didn't have to finish it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine having to do that??? It's incredible! She lived a great life, and she is just so interesting!!! :) Anywho. I am completely loving my time here in AZ. It's so nice to be with family. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for today... a great song, and one that you should probably go get RIGHT NOW!!! ;) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grandpa (Tell Me 'Bout The Good Old Days)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: The Judds&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it feels like this world's gone crazy&lt;br /&gt;And Grandpa, take me back to yesterday&lt;br /&gt;When the line between right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;Didn't seem so hazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did lovers really fall in love to stay&lt;br /&gt;And stand beside each other, come what may?&lt;br /&gt;Was a promise really something people kept&lt;br /&gt;Not just something they would say?&lt;br /&gt;Did families really bow their heads to pray&lt;br /&gt;Did daddies really never go away?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa, everything is changing fast&lt;br /&gt;We call it progress, but I just don't know&lt;br /&gt;And Grandpa, let's wander back into the past&lt;br /&gt;And paint me the picture of long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did lovers really fall in love to stay&lt;br /&gt;And stand beside each other, come what may?&lt;br /&gt;Was a promise really something people kept&lt;br /&gt;Not just something they would say?&lt;br /&gt;Did families really bow their heads to pray&lt;br /&gt;Did daddies really never go away?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Grandpa, tell me 'bout the good old days&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-3599588305535099802?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/3599588305535099802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=3599588305535099802&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3599588305535099802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3599588305535099802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-08.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 08'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8759963729425606452</id><published>2010-10-07T13:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:44:52.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 07</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Day 07:&amp;nbsp; Someone who has made your life worth living for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Despite the risk of getting extremely emotional and crying my eyes out, I will answer this as honestly as possible without disclosing too much. My nieces and nephews make my life worth living for. It all started with the oldest--Keala. I was in a bad place in my life, and he was born prematurely. Seeing him struggle to live, and being able to hold his tiny little hands changed me in a way that I can't fully describe or comprehend. (Great...now I'm crying...lol.) His strength and will to live made me want to be better than I was. It made me want to change the world so that he could be safe and happy. That feeling has only grown with each successive child that my brothers have. Keala, Kawika, Lilia, Peter, and Nani are my inspiration to make a difference. They are my guiding light in this world. I owe everything to them. They inspired me to change my life when I was in &lt;b&gt;my&lt;/b&gt; darkest hour. I love them more than words can say, and I will never forget their love for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;:) That felt really good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Bring Me Joy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Anita Baker&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring me joy when I'm down oh, so much joy&lt;br /&gt;When I lose my way your love comes smiling on me&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face and them I knew we would be friends&lt;br /&gt;I was so afraid but your arms, they'd say, "Come to me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'd say to you, "Can we talk for a while?"&lt;br /&gt;You'd say, "Alright" when you love me, I smile&lt;br /&gt;I feel you hands and you feel mine&lt;br /&gt;You bring me joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You bring me joy, don't go too far away&lt;br /&gt;If I can't see your face, I will remember that smile&lt;br /&gt;But can this be right or when should we be friends?&lt;br /&gt;I get lonely sometimes and I'm mixed up again&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you're the finest thing I've seen in all my life&lt;br /&gt;You bring me joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My joy, my joy&lt;br /&gt;I believe this is gonna be what you want it to be&lt;br /&gt;I just love you, I just love you, can't you see?&lt;br /&gt;I'll show my finest thing, I've seen in all my life&lt;br /&gt;You bring me joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My joy, you're my joy&lt;br /&gt;My joy, my, my joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, baby, thank you, baby&lt;br /&gt;I just love you, baby, I just love you, baby, I just love you&lt;br /&gt;When I lose my way, your love comes smiling on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8759963729425606452?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8759963729425606452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8759963729425606452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8759963729425606452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8759963729425606452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-07.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 07'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7484634728670701234</id><published>2010-10-06T23:50:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:45:39.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 06: Something you hope you never have to do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;I never want to have to choose between someone I care about and my family. When I love someone, even if they can't get a long with my family, I expect them to put on a brave face and be there with me when I go to see them. My family is awesome, and I like to think that anyone can get along with them. However, after seeing my aunty get married to an abusive guy and never be able to spend time with us, I have sworn to myself that it would never be me.&amp;nbsp; Both parties are a part of me. I could never and would never choose.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;SO!!! I've been in Arizona for the last day and a half. I love coming down here to spend time with my grandma. She is so funny and smart. She is also one of my best friends. I talk to her about everything, and she listens to me and gives me advice. She is so amazingly wonderful!!! She's funny and kind, and always wanting to make you feel comfortable and happy. She also reads as much as if not more than I do and she does genealogy constantly. She is a part of the woman I would like to become.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;I'm keeping it short today. I have a lot to do and only a short amount of time to do it, so I'll just leave you with today's lyrics. One of my all time favorite oldies but goodies. :) Ella is so beautiful and sings like an angel. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thepopfix.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/ella-fitzgerald.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://thepopfix.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/ella-fitzgerald.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Misty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Ella Fitzgerald&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me&lt;br /&gt;I’m as helpless as a kitten up a tree;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel like I’m clingin’ to a cloud,&lt;br /&gt;I can’ t understand&lt;br /&gt;I get misty&lt;br /&gt;Just holding your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk my way,&lt;br /&gt;And a thousand violins begin to play,&lt;br /&gt;Or it might be the sound of your hello,&lt;br /&gt;That music I hear,&lt;br /&gt;I get misty&lt;br /&gt;The moment you’re near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t you see that you’re leading me on?&lt;br /&gt;And it’s just what I want you to do,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t you notice how hopelessly I’m lost&lt;br /&gt;That’s why I’m following you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my own,&lt;br /&gt;When I wander through this wonderland alone,&lt;br /&gt;Never knowing my right foot from my left&lt;br /&gt;My hat from my glove&lt;br /&gt;I’m too misty&lt;br /&gt;And too much in love.&lt;br /&gt;Too misty,&lt;br /&gt;And too much&lt;br /&gt;In love.&lt;div style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-7484634728670701234?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/7484634728670701234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=7484634728670701234&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7484634728670701234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7484634728670701234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-06.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 06'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5109336246910466046</id><published>2010-10-05T16:33:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:46:00.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 04 and 05</title><content type='html'>Aloha all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry! I forgot to post yesterday. Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Day 04:&amp;nbsp; Something you have to forgive someone for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I can't really think of something that I have to forgive other people for... hmm. I guess I need to forgive certain family members for treating me like garbage growing up. I don't think that I have ever fully forgiven any of them for being huge gigantic jerks to me. I don't know if I will ever be able to either. The way that they treated me was unacceptable, and they don't think that they are--in any way--in the wrong for doing so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: blue;" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;Day 05:&amp;nbsp; Something you hope to do in your life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I hope one day to write a book. I'm not really disciplined enough to do it right now, but I think eventually that would be something that would mark my accomplishments in life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;--- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Okay. I'll keep this short--as I am leaving town hopefully in the next half hour. Things are going well. Last night for FHE, our ward played volleyball. It was SUPER fun! :) I keep forgetting how much I love to play volleyball...which makes it all the fun-ner when I play again! It also reminds me of how out of shape I am. I gotta get back into the groove. :) Anyone know how to tape an ankle???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love The Way You Lie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Eminem featuring Rihanna&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;And watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I like&lt;br /&gt;The way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;And hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I love&lt;br /&gt;The way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't tell you what it really is&lt;br /&gt;I can only tell you what it feels like&lt;br /&gt;And right now there's a steel knife&lt;br /&gt;In my windpipe&lt;br /&gt;I can't breathe&lt;br /&gt;But I still fight&lt;br /&gt;While I can fight&lt;br /&gt;As long as the wrong feels right&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm in flight&lt;br /&gt;High of a love&lt;br /&gt;Drunk from the hate&lt;br /&gt;It's like I'm huffing paint&lt;br /&gt;And I love it the more that I suffer&lt;br /&gt;I suffocate&lt;br /&gt;And right before im about to drown&lt;br /&gt;She resuscitates me&lt;br /&gt;She f---ing hates me&lt;br /&gt;And I love it&lt;br /&gt;Wait&lt;br /&gt;Where you going&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving you&lt;br /&gt;No you ain't&lt;br /&gt;Come back&lt;br /&gt;We're running right back&lt;br /&gt;Here we go again&lt;br /&gt;It's so insane&lt;br /&gt;Cause when it's going good&lt;br /&gt;It's going great&lt;br /&gt;I'm Superman&lt;br /&gt;With the wind in his bag&lt;br /&gt;She's Lois Lane&lt;br /&gt;But when it's bad&lt;br /&gt;It's awful&lt;br /&gt;I feel so ashamed&lt;br /&gt;I snap&lt;br /&gt;Who's that dude&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know his name&lt;br /&gt;I laid hands on her&lt;br /&gt;I'll never stoop so low again&lt;br /&gt;I guess I don't know my own strength&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;And watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I like&lt;br /&gt;The way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;And hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I love&lt;br /&gt;The way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You ever love somebody so much&lt;br /&gt;You can barely breathe&lt;br /&gt;When you're with them&lt;br /&gt;You meet&lt;br /&gt;And neither one of you&lt;br /&gt;Even know what hit 'em&lt;br /&gt;Got that warm fuzzy feeling&lt;br /&gt;Yeah them chills&lt;br /&gt;Used to get 'em&lt;br /&gt;Now you're getting f---ing sick&lt;br /&gt;Of looking at 'em&lt;br /&gt;You swore you've never hit 'em&lt;br /&gt;Never do nothing to hurt 'em&lt;br /&gt;Now you're in eachother's face&lt;br /&gt;Spewing venom&lt;br /&gt;And these words&lt;br /&gt;When you spit 'em&lt;br /&gt;You push&lt;br /&gt;Pull eachother's hair&lt;br /&gt;Scratch, claw, bit 'em&lt;br /&gt;Throw 'em down&lt;br /&gt;Pin 'em&lt;br /&gt;So lost in the moments&lt;br /&gt;When you're in 'em&lt;br /&gt;It's the rage that took over&lt;br /&gt;It controls you both&lt;br /&gt;So they say it's best&lt;br /&gt;To go your separate ways&lt;br /&gt;Guess that they don't know ya&lt;br /&gt;Cause today&lt;br /&gt;That was yesterday&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday is over&lt;br /&gt;It's a different day&lt;br /&gt;Sound like broken records&lt;br /&gt;Playin' over&lt;br /&gt;But you promised her&lt;br /&gt;Next time you'll show restraint&lt;br /&gt;You don't get another chance&lt;br /&gt;Life is no Nintendo game&lt;br /&gt;But you lied again&lt;br /&gt;Now you get to watch her leave&lt;br /&gt;Out the window&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's why they call it window pane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;And watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I like&lt;br /&gt;The way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;And hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I love&lt;br /&gt;The way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know we said things&lt;br /&gt;Did things&lt;br /&gt;That we didn't mean&lt;br /&gt;And we fall back&lt;br /&gt;Into the same patterns&lt;br /&gt;Same routine&lt;br /&gt;But your temper's just as bad&lt;br /&gt;As mine is&lt;br /&gt;You're the same as me&lt;br /&gt;But when it comes to love&lt;br /&gt;You're just as blinded&lt;br /&gt;Baby please come back&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't you&lt;br /&gt;Baby it was me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe our relationship&lt;br /&gt;Isn't as crazy as it seems&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that's what happens&lt;br /&gt;When a tornado meets a volcano&lt;br /&gt;All I know is&lt;br /&gt;I love you too much&lt;br /&gt;To walk away though&lt;br /&gt;Come inside&lt;br /&gt;Pick up your bags off the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hear sincerity&lt;br /&gt;In my voice when I talk&lt;br /&gt;Told you this is my fault&lt;br /&gt;Look me in the eyeball&lt;br /&gt;Next time I'm pissed&lt;br /&gt;I'll aim my fist&lt;br /&gt;At the dry wall&lt;br /&gt;Next time&lt;br /&gt;There will be no next time&lt;br /&gt;I apologize&lt;br /&gt;Even though I know it's lies&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of the games&lt;br /&gt;I just want her back&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm a liar&lt;br /&gt;If she ever tries to f---ing leave again&lt;br /&gt;I'mma tie her to the bed&lt;br /&gt;And set the house on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;And watch me burn&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I like&lt;br /&gt;The way it hurts&lt;br /&gt;Just gonna stand there&lt;br /&gt;And hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;But that's alright&lt;br /&gt;Because I love&lt;br /&gt;The way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;br /&gt;I love the way you lie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-5109336246910466046?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5109336246910466046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5109336246910466046&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5109336246910466046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5109336246910466046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-04-and-05.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 04 and 05'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5200851750412766721</id><published>2010-10-03T21:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:46:25.252-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 03</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Day 03:&amp;nbsp; Something you have to forgive yourself for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;This is a hard one too. I think that I need to forgive myself for making life altering mistakes. I don't regret a lot of my life--but what I do regret is holding me back from happiness. I need to forgive myself for being human. For making mistakes. Maybe they were stupid, but I need to realize that no one is perfect and the mistakes I have made maybe have changed my life for the better. Who knows. Maybe I will be a better person on the other side of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;I also need to forgive myself for giving up on myself. I had an opportunity a while back to do something truly amazing, but I chose instead to turn away and basically give up on myself. I know now that I could have accomplished a lot, but I chose to give up. I think it was due to what was going on in my life at the time, but at the same time, I wish I had made a different choice...but the time is past now. Maybe I'll consider things again in the future...who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I had a dream last night that my cousin &lt;a href="http://purpleturtlechavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;called my ex and told him that she had to stop being his friend because it was hurting me too much. That isn't that bad, but she said it in front of his wife! That, and a couple of other revelations (in my dreamland) made it so that she was going to leave him. I really surprised my non-dream self because I went to her (even though in real life, she hates my guts) and convinced her to take him back. I remember telling her that even though we had shared something great, that he CHOSE her. The awesomest thing is that I totally meant it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;I am completely done.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;t's like a cloud has been lifted. I'm done. lol. It feels AWESOME! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;This weekend had been super awesome. :) My move went awesome and I have been crashing at my good friend/sister by choice -- Susi's house. It has been fun, but I like to have my own space and whatnot, so I'll be glad to be able to FINALLY move in. :) I am also taking a trip to Arizona to have a welcome home fest for my Uncle Aaron. :) He has been in Iraq for basically the last 20 years, and he is finally permanently state-side. :) It's gonna be AWESOME! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Well, take care all. Lyrics for today are AWESOME! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtzEjdadQQI/ShHBWQ2gZvI/AAAAAAAAAuc/zNoPqMWcIKU/s1600/anon-bob-marley-18024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtzEjdadQQI/ShHBWQ2gZvI/AAAAAAAAAuc/zNoPqMWcIKU/s200/anon-bob-marley-18024.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;One Drop&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Bob Marley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo-oo-ooh, yea-ah. Wo-yoy! Wo-yoy! Wo-yoy! Wo-yoy-yoy-yoy!&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in the one drop;&lt;br /&gt;And we'll still find time to rap;&lt;br /&gt;We're makin' the one stop,&lt;br /&gt;The generation gap;&lt;br /&gt;Now feel this drumbeat&lt;br /&gt;As it beats within,&lt;br /&gt;Playin' a riddim,&lt;br /&gt;Resisting against the system, ooh-wee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know Jah's never let us down;&lt;br /&gt;Pull your rights from wrong&lt;br /&gt;(I know Jah would never let us down)&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no!&lt;br /&gt;They made their world so hard (so hard):&lt;br /&gt;Every day we got to keep on fighting (fighting);&lt;br /&gt;They made their world so hard (so hard):&lt;br /&gt;Every day the people are dyin' (dying), yeah!&lt;br /&gt;(It dread, dread) For hunger (dread, dread) and starvation&lt;br /&gt;(dread, dread, dread, dread),&lt;br /&gt;Lamentation (dread dread),&lt;br /&gt;But read it in Revelation (dread, dread, dread, dread):&lt;br /&gt;You'll find your redemption&lt;br /&gt;And then you give us the teachings of His Majesty,&lt;br /&gt;For we no want no devil philosophy;&lt;br /&gt;A you fe give us the teachings of His Majesty,&lt;br /&gt;A we no want no devil philosophy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel it in the one drop;&lt;br /&gt;And we still find time to rap;&lt;br /&gt;We're making the one stop,&lt;br /&gt;And we filling the gap:&lt;br /&gt;So feel this drumbeat&lt;br /&gt;As it beats within&lt;br /&gt;Playing a riddim, uh!&lt;br /&gt;Fighting against ism and skism,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing: I know Jah's never let us down;&lt;br /&gt;Pull your rights from wrong:&lt;br /&gt;I know Jah's never let us down.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, no! Oh, no! Oh, no!&lt;br /&gt;They made their world so hard&lt;br /&gt;Every day (we got to keep on fighting), every day;&lt;br /&gt;They made their world so hard&lt;br /&gt;Every day (the people are dying), eh!&lt;br /&gt;(dread, dread, it dread, dread) Oh, whoa! Make dem a-go on so:&lt;br /&gt;(dread, dread, it dread on dread) Ah, whoa!&lt;br /&gt;(dread, dread) I'll walk (it dread, dread)&lt;br /&gt;Ah, whoa! Frighten dem, ah whoa!&lt;br /&gt;(dread, dread) Ah, whoa! Frighten dem, eh!&lt;br /&gt;Give us the teachings of His Majesty - with a stick-up!&lt;br /&gt;We no want no devil philosophy. Can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Give us the teachings of His Majesty,&lt;br /&gt;For we no want no devil philosophy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We feel it in the one drop; you're lucky!&lt;br /&gt;For we still got time to rap,&lt;br /&gt;And we're making the one stop&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell ya: this generation gap.&lt;br /&gt;So feel this drumbeat;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you what: it's beating within&lt;br /&gt;Feel you heart playing a riddim - /fadeout/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-5200851750412766721?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5200851750412766721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5200851750412766721&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5200851750412766721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5200851750412766721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-03.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 03'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qtzEjdadQQI/ShHBWQ2gZvI/AAAAAAAAAuc/zNoPqMWcIKU/s72-c/anon-bob-marley-18024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-6716512796357227583</id><published>2010-10-02T20:07:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:46:44.288-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: blue;"&gt;Day 02:&amp;nbsp; Something you love about yourself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;This is a hard one. Just because I have to pick just one. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Hmm. Well, I have to say that my favorite thing about me is my easygoing nature. I have a talent to make people feel comfortable and relaxed around me. I also let things roll off my back. For instance--my roommate drama in my Day 01 post. I am pretty much over it. Yes. She was a jerk, but you know what??? Some people have had social experiences that&lt;b&gt; don't &lt;/b&gt;teach them how to be kind to others. Anyway. I love that about myself. I just like to chill and have fun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i.ehow.com/images/a06/2t/kg/learn-grant-writing-120X120.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://i.ehow.com/images/a06/2t/kg/learn-grant-writing-120X120.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, my friend Chris reminded me of something that I want to try. Free writing. I basically will be blogging out my feelings until the core of my recent funk comes out. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right on. :) I have something to admit. Lately I have been...what is the word??? Not worried... maybe longing??? No. That's wrong too. I guess hopeful??? IDK. I've been wanting a relationship. It has been almost 5 years since my last serious relationship. I don't think that I'm looking for something serious, but I would like some sort of romantic feelings between me and a member of the male species. :) lol. I think that I just have been surrounded by "romance" and me--someone who hates sickly sweet romance and pda above a peck or hand holding--is admitting to being lonely. Hmm. I guess I am. lol. Wow. It feels a little deeper than that though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that I am feeling a little abandoned and at the same time like I am a burden. I hate feeling like this too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...I never knew that the reason I'm frustrated with my old roommate is because I feel abandoned by her, and that brings up my lingering feelings of abandonment by my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings up the reason I feel like a burden. It's because I had to ask for help from people to move. It's not that I am not appreciative and EXTREMELY grateful for my friends. I totally am, but I also feel like I made them go out of their way to help me. I technically could have done everything myself, and I feel bad for asking for help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that weird??? Because I am literally feeling like crying right now because I inconvenienced my friends and made them help me move. I'm messed up. lol. I have the compulsion to help others around me, but I can't ask for it in return. Maybe it means that I'm making strides by even asking them to help. Why can't I just ask people for help???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. Man are you regretting reading this post, huh??? lol. I guess that's what I get for free writing. Sometimes things should stay inside. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I guess I am as complicated and insane as any other woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.staying-alive.org/en/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/lol.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="125" src="http://www.staying-alive.org/en/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/lol.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ooh--interesting fact #379: I actually laugh out loud if I type "lol." Is that weird? Are you supposed to do that? lol. I'm crazy! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving right along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music lyrics for today. A song that was recently featured on one of my favorite television shows--&lt;i&gt;Glee&lt;/i&gt;. Never heard this song before the episode, but it has been stuck in my head all week. :) Here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Only Exception&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Paramore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was younger I saw &lt;br /&gt;My daddy cry and curse at the wind&lt;br /&gt;He broke his own heart and I watched&lt;br /&gt;As he tried to reassemble it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my momma swore that she would &lt;br /&gt;Never let herself forget&lt;br /&gt;And that was the day that I promised&lt;br /&gt;I'd never sing of love if it does not exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But darling,&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I know, somewhere deep in my soul&lt;br /&gt;That love never lasts&lt;br /&gt;And we've got to find other ways&lt;br /&gt;To make it alone or keep a straight face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've always lived like this&lt;br /&gt;Keeping a comfortable distance&lt;br /&gt;And up until now I had sworn to myself that I'm content&lt;br /&gt;With loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Because none of it was ever worth the risk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a tight grip on reality, but I can't&lt;br /&gt;Let go of what's in front of me here&lt;br /&gt;I know you're leaving in the morning when you wake up&lt;br /&gt;Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;You, are, the only exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my way to believing&lt;br /&gt;Oh, And I'm on my way to believing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-6716512796357227583?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/6716512796357227583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=6716512796357227583&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6716512796357227583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6716512796357227583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-02.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 02'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7663650745952755697</id><published>2010-10-01T16:00:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T00:47:05.529-06:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Days of Truth--Day 01</title><content type='html'>Alright!!! It's the first of October, and so goes my first day of the 30 Day Truth Challenge. :) Let's do the challenge first and then we can go from there. :)&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Day 01:&amp;nbsp; Something you hate about yourself.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have two for this one. The first is that I have poor self control. Money, fun, food, even working too much. I can't control myself sometimes. I loose myself in the moment, and I over spend, over work or just plain go overboard with things. I've been trying to work on it, but learning self mastery is surprisingly hard. I like to over indulge. I think it comes from having very little to having the ability to have everything I could ever want. I want to experience all I can because I'm afraid that it will all go away.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: white; color: blue;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; The second one is my procrastination. I am a HORRIBLE procrastinator, and if I can put something off, I will. I hate to be tied down to anything--especially a time table. So, I procrastinate. I wish I could learn how to get rid of that too, because it can be REALLY bad...especially when I am taking classes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black;"&gt;Well, that wasn't so bad. :) Maybe I can do this!!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So--I moved! It was pretty awesome. My friends all cam to help and we got it done in 5 cars and a truck in 2 hours. I know that it sounds like it was a lot. I do have a TON of books. IDK how I even got so many books. I counted last night and of the 22 boxes that I had, 10 or 11 of those were books. Crazy, huh??? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something else about moving. My friend--whose house I moved out of--decided that my moving out of her house is equivalent to the facts that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1. I hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2. I cannot be happy that she is getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3. I didn't like living with her and couldn't wait to get out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; 4. I am ungrateful and didn't even try to talk to her to tell her I was moving.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5. She deserved a face to face conversation that detailed all my plans for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never really understood why or how some people can't see past themselves to the bigger picture. I have to admit that I am guilty of this ... A LOT. BUT, I at least know how to treat people with respect and kindness. My reaction--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 1. I do NOT hate her. I am merely frustrated and irritated with her. There is a HUGE difference.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2. I am EXTREMELY happy that she is getting married. She found a decent guy (I hope), and I hope things work out for them...I really do &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 3. I was fine to live there as long as she would have me. However after changing the date that I had to move out to a weekend where I would be out of town, I was forced to move. Also--after being ignored and treated like garbage for two weeks, Yes. I couldn't wait to move out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 4. I am very grateful that she allowed me into her home to live there. She saved me from a bad situation, and for that I will always feel I owe her that debt of gratitude. I also did try to talk to her, but it is hard to talk to someone who is either always on the phone, or will only talk about her impending nuptials. I get it. You're stoked to get married. Now let's move forward from that and talk about me moving out. Maybe if I had said it that way, I could have gotten a word or two in.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 5. This is the most ridiculous assumption that she has and let me tell you why. First, read #4. Second, when you ignore me, it makes it hard for me to talk to you face to face. Lastly, If you gave me the common courtesy of a face to face conversation, I would have done the same to you. However, since you refused to give me that courtesy--even when you alerted me via text that you changed the date you wanted me to be out of the house (again) AND when after I &lt;b&gt;called&lt;/b&gt; to try to negotiate a date after being out of town, texted me that it wouldn't work out--I don't see why I should have to extend that courtesy to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I hate about myself--that I am sometimes overly aggressive. :) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Really moving on this time. Overall, life is AWESOME! Things are getting better. All I have to do is just see the things I am grateful for all around me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song for the day. I really like this song, and I think it befitting for the beginning of my truth journey. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.devilsgarage.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/jukebox-hero-ajay-karat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.devilsgarage.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/jukebox-hero-ajay-karat.jpg" width="182" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Juke Box Hero&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Foreigner&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in the rain, with his head hung low&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get a ticket, it was a sold out show&lt;br /&gt;Heard the roar of the crowd, he could picture the scene&lt;br /&gt;Put his ear to the wall, then like a distant scream&lt;br /&gt;He heard one guitar, just blew him away&lt;br /&gt;He saw stars in his eyes, and the very next day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a beat up six string, in a secondhand store&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know how to play it, but he knew for sure&lt;br /&gt;That one guitar, felt good in his hands, didn't take long, to understand&lt;br /&gt;Just one guitar, slung way down low&lt;br /&gt;Was a one way ticket, only one way to go&lt;br /&gt;So he started rockin', ain't never gonna stop&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep on rockin', someday gonna make it to the top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes, he's a juke box hero&lt;br /&gt;He took one guitar, juke box hero, stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Juke box hero, (stars in his eyes) He'll come alive tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a town without a name, in a heavy downpour&lt;br /&gt;Thought he passed his own shadow, by the backstage door&lt;br /&gt;Like a trip through the past, to that day in the rain&lt;br /&gt;And that one guitar, made his whole life change&lt;br /&gt;Now he needs to keep on rockin', he just can't stop&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep on rockin', that boy has got to stay on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He's a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, juke box hero, stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;With that one guitar, (stars in his eyes)&lt;br /&gt;He'll come alive, come alive tonight...Woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, he's gotta keep on rockin', just can't stop&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep on rockin', that boy has got to stay on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And be a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He's a juke box hero, got stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;(Just one guitar) juke box hero, (aah aah aaah) got stars in his eyes&lt;br /&gt;He's just a juke box hero, aah aah aaah&lt;br /&gt;Juke box (stars) hero, (stars, stars) juke box hero, (stars, stars)&lt;br /&gt;He's got stars in his eyes, stars in his eyes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-7663650745952755697?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/7663650745952755697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=7663650745952755697&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7663650745952755697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7663650745952755697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/10/30-days-of-truth-day-01.html' title='30 Days of Truth--Day 01'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2048784242970485738</id><published>2010-09-29T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-29T23:42:39.058-06:00</updated><title type='text'>One more</title><content type='html'>One more post until October--when I start the 30 Days of Truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna lie. I'm pretty stoked about it! :) It'll be EPIC! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, something just happened to me, and even though I am supposed to be heading home to go to sleep at a decent hour, I decided that I wanted to blog first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently transferred my iTunes to an external hard drive. The move was necessary to stop my comp from freezing up every 5 mins, but I lost my playlists and purchased list. :( It wouldn't be so bad, but I have a very specific group of songs that I listen to when I work or do homework. Oh well. That's just a part of life I guess. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho. The thing that prompted this blog. About 2 years ago, I recorded a CD. It was done in my friend Susi's friend's house, and I was sick. Anyway. Needless to say it wan't the best thing that I had ever done, but I loved it, and the plan was to burn copies of the CD and send it to people for Christmas. I was super excited about it, but apparently it was crap because most of the people i sent it to didn't like it. Not only did they not like it, but they told me how bad it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that it wasn't the best thing in the world, but it was a gesture of love. I just wish that it was received as such. Anyway. Fast forward to today. Well, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my songs came up on my shuffle. I haven't listened to my own CD in almost 2 years. It made me cry. I don't know exactly why... well, I sort of do, but I don't want to admit it yet. Anyway, I just thought it was sad that I can't listen to myself sing on my own CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It frustrates people sometimes that I won't listen to my own CD or that I don't like to sing for people. I think it's because I feel like I'm not good enough. I don't want people to get tired of me. I think that is a requirement of my future husband. I want him to love my voice. Well, love me and like my voice...A LOT. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2048784242970485738?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2048784242970485738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2048784242970485738&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2048784242970485738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2048784242970485738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/09/one-more.html' title='One more'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-6565544468938749927</id><published>2010-09-28T10:59:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T11:05:21.898-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A long day</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I was feeling better about things so I could entertain you with my bloggy wittiness. Alas, today has been a long day and it is only 10:50 in the morning. :S It only looks to be getting worse, so I wanted to blog now instead of later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of you may have been hearing about the "30 Days of Truths Challenge" that people have been doing on their blogs. I looked at it, and I have decided that not only will this be a good thing for me (and you--for reading), but that it will help me to get out of the FUNK I fell into a week ago. Since it's almost the end of the month, I'm going to start up the first of October. I already know that I don't want to answer many of these questions, but I think it will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to also apologize beforehand if I offend anyone. This is a challenge of truth. I feel the way I do about certain things and people for a good reason. I have never taken a stance on something that I haven't had experience with or have educated myself about. So, please take what you read as an opinion and not an insult. Things would be much easier if you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are still interested in what's to be said about Karyn :), here is the challenge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;30 Days of Truths Challenge&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 01:&amp;nbsp; Something you hate about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day 02:&amp;nbsp; Something you love about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Day 03:&amp;nbsp; Something you have to forgive yourself for.&lt;br /&gt;Day 04:&amp;nbsp; Something you have to forgive someone for.&lt;br /&gt;Day 05:&amp;nbsp; Something you hope to do in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Day 06:&amp;nbsp; Something you hope you never have to do.&lt;br /&gt;Day 07:&amp;nbsp; Someone who has made your life worth living for.&lt;br /&gt;Day 08:&amp;nbsp; Someone who made your life hell, or treated you like crap.&lt;br /&gt;Day 09:&amp;nbsp; Someone you didn’t want to let go, but just drifted.&lt;br /&gt;Day 10:&amp;nbsp; Someone you need to let go, or wish you didn’t know.&lt;br /&gt;Day 11:&amp;nbsp; Something people seem to compliment you the most on.&lt;br /&gt;Day 12:&amp;nbsp; Something you never get compliments on.&lt;br /&gt;Day 13:&amp;nbsp; A band or artist that has gotten you through some really tough days.&lt;br /&gt;Day 14:&amp;nbsp; A hero that has let you down.&lt;br /&gt;Day 15:&amp;nbsp; Something or someone you couldn’t live without, because you’ve tried living without it.&lt;br /&gt;Day 16:&amp;nbsp; Someone or something you definitely could live without.&lt;br /&gt;Day 17:&amp;nbsp; A book you’ve read that changed your views on something.&lt;br /&gt;Day 18:&amp;nbsp; Your views on gay marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Day 19:&amp;nbsp; What do you think of religion? Or what do you think of politics?&lt;br /&gt;Day 20:&amp;nbsp; Your views on drugs and alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;Day 21:&amp;nbsp; Scenario: Your best friend is in a car accident and you two got into a fight an hour before. What do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Day 22:&amp;nbsp; Something you wish you hadn’t done in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Day 23:&amp;nbsp; Something you wish you had done in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Day 24:&amp;nbsp; Make a playlist to someone, and explain why you chose all the songs. (Just post the titles and artists)&lt;br /&gt;Day 25:&amp;nbsp; The reason you believe you’re alive today.&lt;br /&gt;Day 26:&amp;nbsp; Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?&lt;br /&gt;Day 27:&amp;nbsp; What’s the best thing going for you right now?&lt;br /&gt;Day 28:&amp;nbsp; What if you were pregnant or got someone pregnant, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Day 29:&amp;nbsp; Something you hope to change about yourself. And why.&lt;br /&gt;Day 30:&amp;nbsp; A letter to yourself, tell yourself EVERYTHING you love about yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also be adding to the challenge by giving you AMAZING musical lyrics after each post. :) hope you are all ready to take the journey with me! :) It'll be AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song for today is appropriate with the optimism that I want to feel. :) I LOVE this song... even though some people think it's hokey...and&amp;nbsp; I LOVE LOVE Barry Manilow, so here it is!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogimages.seniorennet.be/oldies_lyrics_scrapbook/575390-9d3b7f247f4a99364120faa192d19a4d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://blogimages.seniorennet.be/oldies_lyrics_scrapbook/575390-9d3b7f247f4a99364120faa192d19a4d.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Made It Through The Rain&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Barry Manilow&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dreamers have our ways&lt;br /&gt;Of facing rainy days&lt;br /&gt;And somehow we survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep the feelings warm&lt;br /&gt;Protect them from the storm&lt;br /&gt;Until our time arrives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day the sun appears&lt;br /&gt;And we come shining through those lonely years&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I kept my world protected&lt;br /&gt;I made it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I kept my point of view&lt;br /&gt;I made it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And found myself respected&lt;br /&gt;By the others who&lt;br /&gt;Got rained on too&lt;br /&gt;And made it through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When friends are hard to find&lt;br /&gt;And life seems so unkind&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you feel so afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just aim beyond the clouds&lt;br /&gt;And rise above the crowds&lt;br /&gt;And start your own parade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause when I chased my fears away&lt;br /&gt;That's when I knew that I could finally say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I kept my world protected&lt;br /&gt;I made it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;I kept my point of view&lt;br /&gt;I made it through the rain&lt;br /&gt;And found myself respected&lt;br /&gt;By the others who&lt;br /&gt;Got rained on too&lt;br /&gt;And made it through&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-6565544468938749927?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/6565544468938749927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=6565544468938749927&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6565544468938749927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6565544468938749927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/09/long-day.html' title='A long day'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-8090363698649920735</id><published>2010-09-27T00:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T00:36:47.858-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Burning day</title><content type='html'>Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had my fun posts this week. This is a little more serious in nature. You know the drill. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TKA7T5wxYeI/AAAAAAAAAos/TMgJkcV1Ne0/s1600/IMG0910+118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TKA7T5wxYeI/AAAAAAAAAos/TMgJkcV1Ne0/s320/IMG0910+118.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Today was a burning day for me. I feel... liberated and relieved. I have waited a long time for today. I knew that I would feel lighter without the burden of the past looming over me. What I didn't expect to feel was emptiness. All those years that were...well, not wasted. What's the word??? IDK. I'm glad to be rid of everything but at the same time I'm sad that it had to come to this. I guess the phrase I'm looking for is full of regret. I regret what happened. I regret how it ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I felt the way I &lt;i&gt;thought&lt;/i&gt; I would feel right now. It would make dealing with everything a lot easier. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to sleep on it. Maybe to taste of regret will leave the moment so I can enjoy moving forward with my life. It reminds me of a poem by Shel Silverstein called, "Forgotten Language"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once I spoke the language of the flowers,&lt;br /&gt;Once I understood each word the caterpillar said,&lt;br /&gt;Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings,&lt;br /&gt;And shared a conversation with the housefly&lt;br /&gt;in my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Once I heard and answered all the questions&lt;br /&gt;of the crickets,&lt;br /&gt;And joined the crying of each falling dying&lt;br /&gt;flake of snow,&lt;br /&gt;Once I spoke the language of the flowers. . . .&lt;br /&gt;How did it go?&lt;br /&gt;How did it go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to be good at this part. :S Anywho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about moving forward. It is time for some REAL change in my life. I'm pretty excited and nervous about it. I'm hoping that the changes that I'm making will be POSITIVE (although I can't see how they WOULDN'T be...) and permanent. I need to start worrying about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, have a great week. I hope you all are doing amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-8090363698649920735?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/8090363698649920735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=8090363698649920735&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8090363698649920735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/8090363698649920735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/09/burning-day.html' title='Burning day'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TKA7T5wxYeI/AAAAAAAAAos/TMgJkcV1Ne0/s72-c/IMG0910+118.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-1801645509122273537</id><published>2010-09-23T12:02:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T21:27:47.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Open Door" Policy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TJqXDKfrCVI/AAAAAAAAAok/Gaq3IMzK_PA/s1600/IMG0910+087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TJqXDKfrCVI/AAAAAAAAAok/Gaq3IMzK_PA/s320/IMG0910+087.jpg" width="150" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My office has two doors. One that opens to the hallway and one that adjoins to the office next door. Here is the doorway to my office from the hallway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually try to keep the adjoining door closed as much as possible. I don't like to listen to my co-worker talk about random stuff, type, or receive endless texts from her new husband and kids. However, she apparently LOVES to make me listen to her noises because I walk in everyday to see my door open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, like a NORMAL person, I go to close the door. However, we soon got into what I call "closing the door wars," where I&amp;nbsp; would close the door and my co-worker would open it and LEAVE IT OPEN after I expressly closed it. I mean... I know that I OOZE AMAZINGAWESOMEGOODNESS, but please. PLEASE leave the door closed when I close it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really did think that I took care of it. That is until TODAY, when I saw&amp;nbsp; that the door was open again. And there she was, chatting up her family and making NOISE! I have a hard time concentrating when what don't start out as, but end up as "annoying noises" happen. Like hearing other people type sporadically or when people's phones go off every 5 minutes. So, I've decided that a visual aid is all I can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TJqXFd2qZMI/AAAAAAAAAoo/n4YrnFUgYCg/s1600/IMG0910+088.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TJqXFd2qZMI/AAAAAAAAAoo/n4YrnFUgYCg/s400/IMG0910+088.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-1801645509122273537?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/1801645509122273537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=1801645509122273537&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1801645509122273537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1801645509122273537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/09/open-door-policy.html' title='&quot;Open Door&quot; Policy'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TJqXDKfrCVI/AAAAAAAAAok/Gaq3IMzK_PA/s72-c/IMG0910+087.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-784962442908997263</id><published>2010-09-22T18:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T18:26:55.454-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hilarium Ensues</title><content type='html'>I have writer's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. I haven't been able to write one good thing in the past week. :S How does one deal with writer's block? Hmm. IDK Alls I know is that I was reading &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/confessions/"&gt;Pioneer Woman&lt;/a&gt;'s blog, and she said that you write through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e1/Ratatouille-remy-control-linguini.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e1/Ratatouille-remy-control-linguini.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;So LET'S DO THIS THING!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been pretty epic. It all started with my cousin &lt;a href="http://purpleturtlechavez.blogspot.com/"&gt;Leo&lt;/a&gt; coming down to visit. We had a TON of fun, including playing volleyball in the dark AND a 10 game string of my favorite card game--TRUMPS! Gosh I love that game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.snapme.ca/files/imagecache/thumbnail/files/story_images/byran.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.snapme.ca/files/imagecache/thumbnail/files/story_images/byran.jpg" width="136" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something random about me: I collect playing cards. I have over 50 decks. IDK why or how it all started, but I have them. Maybe I should build THE BIGGEST CARD &lt;strike&gt;HOUSE&lt;/strike&gt; MANSION IN THE WORLD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe not. I really don't feel like cleaning up 52*50 cards. YES! I know it's 2,600 cards. No. I don't care if you know I used a calculator. I am NO GOOD with math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. The weekend was awesome. I also had the AWESOMEST church day EVER! I'm not really sure why I was so hyper and opinionated in church on Sunday. Maybe it was a combination of chillin' with my fav cousin, hott guys in the ward, and the fact that my friend Calvin was looking a little too "hobo-ee" for his own good. IDK, but I rocked that chapel. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday was...meh. Well, At work it was. After work I went to FHE and it was AWESOME! I decided that our new ward is going to be epic. We did getting to know you games,and I gave a spiritual thought that reminds me of that movie...IDK what the name is. All I know is that there was a mom and (I think) her son and she has some matchsticks and she tries to break them. Hmm. Maybe I'm dreaming. Or hallucinating. Who knows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday I spent most of my night trying to avoid going home. I just didn't want to have to do ANYTHING. You know.. like clean my bathroom or properly fold and put away my clothes. I am so lazy sometimes. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was playing some music on my laptop and I re-discovered a song that I OBSESSED about back in the day. So, here you go. And, thank you for seeing me through this writer's block. It has been a pleasure to blog with you... well, not &lt;i&gt;WITH&lt;/i&gt; you, but you know what I mean. ;) Oh, and I apologize for the weirdness of the lyrics today. I couldn't find any without the weird spelling stuff things. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/albums/826274494_mary_j_blige_the_breakthrough.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/images/albums/826274494_mary_j_blige_the_breakthrough.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;I Found My Everything&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Mary J. Blige&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything (mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;In you (mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;I found my everything (mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;And I trust in you (mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;I found my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see, look at my face it's glowing&lt;br /&gt;And it's all because of you&lt;br /&gt;(Everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything about ya, ya see I need&lt;br /&gt;And I thank God for sending you through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;Ya see I found, my everything (in you)&lt;br /&gt;In you&lt;br /&gt;(I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;Ya see I found everything and I (and I trust in you)&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;(I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooo, the way you kiss me it's like a real man (mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;I leave the prom when I&lt;br /&gt;Look in your eyes baby (mmmm yeah, every night)&lt;br /&gt;And every night is like a highlight baby&lt;br /&gt;And there's no better keeper than you&lt;br /&gt;Oh, naw naw naw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're someone who&lt;br /&gt;Understands me&lt;br /&gt;Needs to hold me&lt;br /&gt;Really feels me&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I love&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;I knew you'd find me&lt;br /&gt;Stick beside me&lt;br /&gt;Won't deny me&lt;br /&gt;You define me now my world feels so free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;Ya see I found, my everything (in you)&lt;br /&gt;In you (I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;See I found my everything and I (and I trust in you)&lt;br /&gt;I trust in you&lt;br /&gt;(I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, see I found&lt;br /&gt;Every, every, every, every (in you)&lt;br /&gt;In you (I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;I found (ooh ooh)&lt;br /&gt;I found (and I trust in you)&lt;br /&gt;I put my trust in you&lt;br /&gt;You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I know just&lt;br /&gt;What I wanted&lt;br /&gt;What I needed&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm going&lt;br /&gt;I can see much clearer now&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I found you, you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;I love it when ya&lt;br /&gt;Love me tender&lt;br /&gt;Hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Through the night&lt;br /&gt;Seems like we met&lt;br /&gt;In heaven before this earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're someone who&lt;br /&gt;Understands me&lt;br /&gt;Needs to hold me&lt;br /&gt;Really feels me&lt;br /&gt;You're the one I love&lt;br /&gt;You're the one that I need&lt;br /&gt;You won't deny me&lt;br /&gt;Justify me&lt;br /&gt;Now my world&lt;br /&gt;Now my world&lt;br /&gt;Feels...so... freeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time is the greatest&lt;br /&gt;That I've ever felt before, oh oh (who)&lt;br /&gt;You've given me a reason to smile&lt;br /&gt;Cause I never had a reason to smile before&lt;br /&gt;(I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;See I found e-everything in you (in you)&lt;br /&gt;Youuuu (I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;I found my everything in you (and I trust in you)&lt;br /&gt;Yoooou&lt;br /&gt;(I found my everything)&lt;br /&gt;E-e-e-everything&lt;br /&gt;E-e-e-everything&lt;br /&gt;E-e-e, E-e-everything, I-I-I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-784962442908997263?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/784962442908997263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=784962442908997263&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/784962442908997263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/784962442908997263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/09/hilarium-ensues.html' title='The Hilarium Ensues'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-2183858568246058075</id><published>2010-09-12T16:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T16:33:25.969-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Great one!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! How is life???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you--this week has been a crazy one! Like I said in my previous blog... I have been sick. Like SUPER AMAZING I CAN COUGH LOUDER THAN A FOG HORN sick. It has been tiring and I'm sure annoying on everyone else's part. I have a really loud cough, and I can't just clear my throat to clear it. I MUST cough! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really said anything about this because I wasn't sure how I felt about it, but I'm moving again! :) I know that it has only been about 2 months since I last moved, but my roommate decided that she was going to get married next month. She wasn't in a serious relationship when I first moved in, but she is getting married now. I guess that the Lord works in mysterious ways...and if she's happy, I can be happy for her. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. So, my other roommate and I are renting the basement out from one of my good friends. :) It's going to be amazing, and there is about four more times room than there is where we are currently living. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also this weekend--I have been cooking and cleaning and organizing everything. :) I have been able to cook dinner with my roomie Amy for the past 3 nights. :) It has been really fun! It's awesome to have a regular, non-crazy emotional, easy going roommate. It seems that my lot in life has been to have crazy roommates, but Amy is awesome and normal and fun!!! It's been a great weekend, and I'm excited for the next year. It's gonna be good times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving right a long. Today was stake conference. It was SUPER fun!!! My favorite talks were from (I think his name is) Jim, the patriarch, and the stake president. Our stake president is amazing. He gave a really good talk about not gossiping and staying optimistic. A-MAZ-ING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a great one. :) Hope it was for you too!!! Now for the song of the day. I have to say that it was a toss up between the hymnal "God Speed the Right" and this one. There is a line in "God Speed the Right" that says, "If we fail, we fail in glory." I think that is my new life motto. I never believe that I am going to fail... but if I do fail, why not go WHOLE HOG?! :) Great song, as is the song for today. Here we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Long As I Can See the Light&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: &lt;i&gt;Creedence Clear Water&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a candle in the window,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel Ive got to move.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm going, going,&lt;br /&gt;I'll be coming home soon,&lt;br /&gt;long as I can see the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pack my bag and lets get movin,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm bound to drift a while.&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone, gone, you don't have to worry long,&lt;br /&gt;long as I can see the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess Ive got that old travlin bone,&lt;br /&gt;Cause this feelin wont leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;But I wont, wont be losin my way, no, no&lt;br /&gt;long as I can see the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! yeah! yeah! Oh, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put a candle in the window,&lt;br /&gt;Cause I feel Ive got to move.&lt;br /&gt;Though I'm going, going, Ill be coming home soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long as I can see the light.&lt;br /&gt;Long as I can see the light.&lt;br /&gt;Long as I can see the light.&lt;br /&gt;Long as I can see the light.&lt;br /&gt;Long as I can see the light&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-2183858568246058075?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/2183858568246058075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=2183858568246058075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2183858568246058075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/2183858568246058075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/09/great-one.html' title='Great one!'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-6900625531497437443</id><published>2010-09-07T23:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T23:04:03.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK</title><content type='html'>I am enormously sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen You Got Mail??? Remember the part where she is in the apartment and he visits her and gives her daisies? I feel like that... only sans Tom Hanks, daisies, and the overall good feeling of that scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kill me now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-6900625531497437443?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/6900625531497437443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=6900625531497437443&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6900625531497437443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6900625531497437443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/09/sick.html' title='SICK'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-6383023471503168021</id><published>2010-08-31T20:03:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T20:04:01.746-06:00</updated><title type='text'>CH-Ch-Ch-Changes!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, so I promise that I will get to homework after I blog and then head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just needed to blog! :) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm finally back into the groove with work, school, and LIFE! I can't tell you how much of a relief it has been to be able to just live my life again. I felt like I was lost for a while. Thank goodness I'm BACK! :) It feels awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nick-t.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/forrest.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://www.nick-t.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/forrest.jpg" width="133" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Life is funny. Without trying to sound too Gump-ish...you really never know what you are going to get out of it. I rarely "know" where my life is headed... but I have a vague idea as to where I would like it to be. Truthfully, I have been grateful for the past four years. Living away from my family has been hard--being basically alone (with regard to having family) has taught me to rely on myself, but it has also taught me that even though I get irritated with them, I still love them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of changes are happening with me...a lot of those changes are happening within myself. I am learning that being an individual doesn't mean that I have to make bad or wrong choices. I have learned that choosing to be me doesn't mean that I have to shun the opinions of others. I am also learning that I can't expect everything of someone without giving of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a larger scale, I am looking to move up and out of my current situation. I don't know when or how the changes will happen, but they are coming. It's exciting to finally feel like I am starting my life. I have been floating along without really wanting to add input into my own life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that sounds weird... I don't really know how to express it in words... but floating really captures what it feels like. I haven't been an active participant in the direction or goals of my life. I have taken what other people say are good and tried to make them MY good things. I feel like I'm waking up and FINALLY realizing that I need to get going! lol. So, I think that is what you all can expect from me. I'm going to &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TH2w77D9RDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/F_P6gs6dlUA/s1600/Untitled-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="72" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TH2w77D9RDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/F_P6gs6dlUA/s320/Untitled-1.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that is the most important thing for me right now. I need to move forward and be positive about life! :) Things are AWESOME. I just need to realize that and share it with the people round me!!!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TH2yWTax53I/AAAAAAAAAn4/c7lm-_0YEbo/s1600/Shaka.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TH2yWTax53I/AAAAAAAAAn4/c7lm-_0YEbo/s1600/Shaka.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A wrap up for Hawaii... it was amazing. For the first time since I have moved to St. George, I didn't want to leave. It was interesting. I totally love Hawaii. I was able to spend a TON of time with my family. The reunion was so amazing. I was able to witness the talent that &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt; my family. They are all so talented. They all have the potential to make a REAL change in the world with their talents too. It was cool to be in the presence of such wonderful people. I am so grateful that I was able to go and participate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Song for the day. :) I hope you like it. It's a GREAT one!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dream On&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Aerosmith&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://metalad.org/logos/aerosmith.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://metalad.org/logos/aerosmith.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Every time that I look in the mirror&lt;br /&gt;All these lines on my face getting clearer&lt;br /&gt;The past is gone&lt;br /&gt;It went by, like dusk to dawn&lt;br /&gt;Isn't that the way&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's got their dues in life to pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know nobody knows&lt;br /&gt;Where it comes and where it goes&lt;br /&gt;I know it's everybody's sin&lt;br /&gt;You got to lose to know how to win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half my life&lt;br /&gt;Is in books' written pages&lt;br /&gt;Lived and learned from fools and&lt;br /&gt;From sages&lt;br /&gt;You know it's true&lt;br /&gt;All the things come back to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laugh, sing for the tears&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good lord will take you away, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream until the dream come true&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream until your dream comes true&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;Dream On Dream On&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, sing for the year&lt;br /&gt;Sing for the laugh, sing for the tear&lt;br /&gt;Sing with me, if it's just for today&lt;br /&gt;Maybe tomorrow, the good Lord will take you away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-6383023471503168021?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/6383023471503168021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=6383023471503168021&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6383023471503168021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/6383023471503168021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/08/ch-ch-ch-changes.html' title='CH-Ch-Ch-Changes!'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/TH2w77D9RDI/AAAAAAAAAn0/F_P6gs6dlUA/s72-c/Untitled-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5460668665843178080</id><published>2010-08-13T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T20:59:16.554-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Family Dayo!!!</title><content type='html'>ALOHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are all of you?? Good I hope. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am in Hawaii and have been for a little over a week. Let me tell you... it has been pretty crazy. My family always has dramas... but that's why I love them. :) I'm glad that I made the trip, and that I still have a little less than a week here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that I have enjoyed this trip over ones in the past: I have spent a lot more time with a large array of family. I also have been able to spend a lot of time with my nieces and nephews. :) It has been AMAZING... and reminds me of why I love Hawaii. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be more to tell later... but for now, I have to get going. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;h2&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #004d99; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt; "Hawaii Aloha" &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt; Lyrics: Reverand Lorenzo Lyons &lt;br /&gt;Music: James McGranahan &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt; &lt;td valign="top"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #003366; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt; VERSE 1: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;E Hawai'i e ku'u one hanau e &lt;br /&gt;Ku'u home kulaiwi nei &lt;br /&gt;'Oli no au i na pono lani ou &lt;br /&gt;E Hawai'i, aloha e  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #003366; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt; HUI: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;E hau'oli na 'opio o Hawai'i nei &lt;br /&gt;'Oli e! 'Oli e! &lt;br /&gt;Mai na aheahe makani e pa mai nei &lt;br /&gt;Mau ke aloha, no Hawai'i  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #003366; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt; VERSE 2: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;E ha'i mai kou mau kini lani e &lt;br /&gt;Kou mau kupa aloha, e Hawai'i &lt;br /&gt;Na mea 'olino kamaha'o no luna mai &lt;br /&gt;E Hawai'i aloha e &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat hui)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color: #003366; font-family: verdana,geneva,arial;"&gt; VERSE 3: &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Na ke Akua e malama mai ia 'oe &lt;br /&gt;Kou mau kualona aloha nei &lt;br /&gt;Kou mau kahawai 'olinolino mau &lt;br /&gt;Kou mau mala pua nani e &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(repeat hui)   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/span&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/6957772030654780713-5460668665843178080?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5460668665843178080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5460668665843178080&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5460668665843178080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5460668665843178080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/08/family-dayo.html' title='Family Dayo!!!'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-5531315898171116226</id><published>2010-08-01T23:59:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T10:37:13.582-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion *(edited)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;EDIT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;This post has been edited. :) Enjoy the condensed version. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hypocrisy is a HUGE pet peeve for me. ESPECIALLY when you make a big deal out of something like that, and then just turn on it and do the opposite of what you said you weren't going to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Let's move on, shall we?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I get to go to Hawaii in three days! :) WOO HOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am SOOOOOOOOOO excited to go. We are having a huge family reunion, and I can't WAIT. It is going to be so awesome! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I really miss my family, so it will be really good to go and see them. There are a lot of things that I need to work out with my family, so I'm looking forward to that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I think that I just REALLY need a break from St. George. I have really been better over the past 6 months, but I do need to take a break from things here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I forgot how much DRAMA that can come up when you re-integrate yourself into a close group of friends. Don't get me wrong...I really love having close friends, but I don't miss the craziness, trust games, eggshells to walk on, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All in all, a good productive week, but I have a lot to do before I leave for Hawaii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway. Song for the week is one that I have been practicing for the reunion. A GREAT song...AND if you are a friend of mine on facebook... you can see my dad singing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Make Me Feel So Young&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performed by: Frank Sinatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so young.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so "Spring has sprung",&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see you grin&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a happy individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment that you speak&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go play hide-and-seek.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go and bounce the moon&lt;br /&gt;Just like a toy balloon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I are just like a couple of tots&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' across the meadow&lt;br /&gt;Pickin' up lots of forget-me-nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so young.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel there are songs to be sung,&lt;br /&gt;Bells to be rung, and a wonderful fling to be flung,&lt;br /&gt;And even when I'm old and gray&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna feel the way I do today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you make me feel so young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so young.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so "Spring has sprung",&lt;br /&gt;And every time I see you grin&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a happy individual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment that you speak&lt;br /&gt;I want to go and play hide-and-seek.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go and bounce the moon&lt;br /&gt;Just like a toy balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I are just like a couple of tots&lt;br /&gt;Runnin' across the meadow&lt;br /&gt;Pickin' up lots of forget-me-nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so young.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel there are songs to be sung,&lt;br /&gt;Bells to be rung,&amp;nbsp; wonderful fling to be flung.&lt;br /&gt;And even when I'm old and gray&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna feel the way I do today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you&amp;nbsp; - you make me feel so young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so young.&lt;br /&gt;You make me feel so young.&lt;br /&gt;Ooo - you make me feel so young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-5531315898171116226?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/5531315898171116226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=5531315898171116226&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5531315898171116226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/5531315898171116226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/08/confusion.html' title='Confusion *(edited)'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-1915705012252188568</id><published>2010-07-13T16:44:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T16:45:11.896-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jose can you see?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aloha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So, things have been getting better. I'm not in a fog all day anymore, so that's a positive thing! I also moved, which has been AMAZING! I can't tell you in words of how amazing my new roommates are. I have pictures...once I find my camera! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I have to say that life is good. I have had the most amazing experiences in this last week and almost a half. It's AWESOME to know that I am loved and that people care about me. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm pretty stoked about next month. This month is preparing for it. ;) I'm going back to HAWAII!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;WOO HOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I get to go back for a family reunion, and seeing as how we had a huge piece of family craziness this last month, it really will be a 'reunion' of sorts. :) IDK. I'm to the point where I know I need to go and see the fam bam, so it will be awesome. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bonus--I have two different gigs this weekend. :) I'm pretty stoked about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;All in all a pretty uneventful couple of weeks. Moving, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;EPIC&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Bowling, hanging out every night. :) I have NO complaints. I will be posting pics later this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;OH! I almost forgot! So, Susi and I went to Las Vegas last weekend to look for our friend/former ward member Steven Koecher. He went missing last year in Henderson, and they have been looking for him ever since. I have to tell you that I didn't really know him all that well, but I am more than willing to look for him. He was a nice guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anyway, this search was focused on looking for him on the bus system in Las Vegas. We rode buses in teams and tried to spot him. It was a sobering experience. I saw what a monumental task that his family has been facing. It really made me grateful for my family and our circumstances. We may not all have it together, but together we have it all. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I am also looking to make some pretty radical personal changes in the next couple of months. I've come to the realization that I need change. Not a scenery change, or an aesthetic change, but a change for my soul. I have been stagnant, and that is NOT good. It's time to try a little harder and get off my elemu (aka butt in Hawaiian). So, yeah. That's another thing I'm 'gearing up' for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Another side note: My allergies have been INSANE this year. CRAZINESS!&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;STORY:&lt;/b&gt; Three, almost four weeks ago, I rented some redbox movies. I watched them in the little spare time that I had, and therefore they were in random places. Aside from a hectic schedule, I was also moving. Three weeks later, I get a charge on my account for the movies (a price that I will not disclose...because it was high. :() So...after asking everyone around what that meant, I am taking it to mean that I am now the proud owner of three more movies. I guess it's good because I like all three of them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I never knew that that happened after an allotted period of time. I guess I need to read the fine print next time! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;LYRIC TIME!!! lol. Man. I haven't really been on the up and up with  music lately, but here is a good one. :)&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me and Julio Down By The Schoolyard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Words and Music by: Paul Simon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogimages.seniorennet.be/oldies_lyrics_scrapbook/456960-0a7951756bb8417376fcdaa445dde25b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://blogimages.seniorennet.be/oldies_lyrics_scrapbook/456960-0a7951756bb8417376fcdaa445dde25b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The mama pajama rolled out of bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And she ran to the police station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;When the papa found out he began to shout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And he started the investigation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Its against the law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was against the law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;What the mama saw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;It was against the law&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The mama looked down and spit on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Every time my name gets mentioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;The papa said oy if I get that boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm gonna stick him in the house of detention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Well I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know where I'm going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm taking my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I don't know where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goodbye to Rosie the queen of corona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;See you, me and Julio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Down by the schoolyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;See you, me and Julio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Down by the schoolyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me and Julio down by the schoolyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;In a couple of days they come and take me away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the press let the story leak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And when the radical priest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Come to get me released&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;We was all on the cover of Newsweek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;And I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I don't know where I'm going&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm on my way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm taking my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But I don't know where&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Goodbye to Rosie the queen of corona&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;See you, me and Julio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Down by the schoolyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;See you, me and Julio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Down by the schoolyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me and Julio down by the schoolyard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-1915705012252188568?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/1915705012252188568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=1915705012252188568&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1915705012252188568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/1915705012252188568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/07/jose-can-you-see.html' title='Jose can you see?'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-7338502203673730789</id><published>2010-06-15T20:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:31:04.229-06:00</updated><title type='text'>So Much!</title><content type='html'>Hello All!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I can't say that I have not written out of laziness. So much is happening, so I thought it best to blog it out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the biggest issues have involved a family member. I won't get into it here, but I will say that this individual is an idiot, and I hope that they come to their senses soon. We are really close as a family, and I just have to say that I feel like an appendage has been cut off. I's completely lost as to what to do about the whole situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is--I'm moving! My roommate decided to sell her house, so I am moving again. I'm almost 100% sure that I will be moving in with my friends Amy and Jenette. I'm still unsure about how long I will be there or if I want to move to Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything has been off kilter since we had the family drama, so I don't really know what to do.&amp;nbsp; I do know that for the first time since I have moved to St. George, I feel like I am somewhat accepted by a small group of people. I can finally be myself, and I have found that the reason I haven't liked living here is because I felt confined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is...work. I can't really focus lately because I am constantly worried about my family. I've come to realize that my level-headedness and my calm comes from my family being alright. When they have problems, I'm like a ship in a storm. It's sort of unsettling to know that they have so much power over my mood...but I guess that is what happens when you are extremely close to your family. Anywho--my work (I feel) has been falling off because I can't focus. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School--I finished my last courses with B's. Truly the best classes I have taken. I just wish that everything outside of school would have cooled off for a bit so that I could have focused better. I am currently on a break from school for two weeks so that I can deal with all the craziness of last week. Cross your fingers for me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I think that I am growing from all the experiences I have had. It hasn't been easy... not at all. However, I think that the harder your trials, the more you learn and grow. Life is rarely simple and easy, but I can strive to keep my life as simple as possible. Life is too short to have overcomplicated and dramatic problems. Looking at the world for it's face value has helped me to make realistic choices that have effected my life positively. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. I guess I'm still in school "substantive posting" mode. Sorry! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music for the day. Super appropriate for what's going on. Sometimes I wish that people could see what they were giving up when they made certain choices in their life. We often don't see what we have until it is gone. Let's hope that those that need to can see the error of their ways before it's too late.&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ekolulive.com/images/music_album4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.ekolulive.com/images/music_album4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Do You Really Mean Goodbye&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Ekolu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelin' low&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's just my luck to be this way&lt;br /&gt;Now do you really have to go?&lt;br /&gt;Cause girl you know I still want you to stay. (Oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a fool&lt;br /&gt;Spending my nights in bars and having fun (Oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;And I'm leaving you home a lone&lt;br /&gt;When I should have been there getting my homework done (Oh yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you really mean goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;I can see now the hurt that you're feelin'&lt;br /&gt;And I realize that I would stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And oh, all this talk about leaving,&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna make me a lonesome country boy again (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know (Oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;That it's my own fault if you go away (away)&lt;br /&gt;But give me one more try&lt;br /&gt;And girl, never again will I go astray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you really mean goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;I can see now the hurt that you're feelin'&lt;br /&gt;And I realize that I would stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And oh, all this talk about leaving,&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna make me a lonesome country boy again (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do you really mean goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;And I realize that I would stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And oh, all this talk about leaving,&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna make me a lonesome country boy again (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know (Oh, oh)&lt;br /&gt;That it's my own fault if you go away (away, away, away)&lt;br /&gt;But give me one more try&lt;br /&gt;And girl, never again will I go astray (No way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now do you really mean goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;I can see now the hurt that you're feelin'&lt;br /&gt;And I realize that I would stand the pain&lt;br /&gt;And oh, all this talk about leaving,&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna make me a lonesome country boy again (x2)&lt;br /&gt;If I can't, if I can't stop you from leavin'&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna make me a lonesome country boy again (x4)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-7338502203673730789?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/7338502203673730789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=7338502203673730789&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7338502203673730789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/7338502203673730789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-much.html' title='So Much!'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-3694163375358986692</id><published>2010-05-05T18:21:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T18:39:44.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>SUUUUUUUPER BLOG!</title><content type='html'>ALOOOOHA!!!! :))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-ILNV6ceKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/tgGAQeqdeTc/s1600/BPDL_Logo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="100" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-ILNV6ceKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/tgGAQeqdeTc/s320/BPDL_Logo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;How are all of you??? Things on my end are finally evening out. We just had another big event at work that we tackled. :) We do a yearly appreciation luncheon for our members for their employees. This year we had a 50's/Drive-In/"Creature Feature". Basically it was a 50's theme with a car show outside, a live performance, and a "drive-in" movie--&lt;i&gt;Creature from the Black Lagoon&lt;/i&gt;. It was SUUUUUUPER fun. I've never seen that movie before. We had ladies screaming in the movie. It was AMAZINGLY HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had the Ironman here last weekend. St. George will be home to an Ironman for the next 5 years. I may not pay attention to a lot of sports, but I DO love the Ironman. So much so, that I actually woke up at 3:00 am to get to the swim start/bike start transition at 4:15 in time to greet the athletes and usher them through the transition. It was a perfect day weather-wise. We were worried about wind int he morning, but our fears were unfounded. The water was FREEZING, and one of the athletes actually had to get hooked up to an IV. It was CRAZY to see all those people get into the water at the same time! Anywho...here are some pics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-IHvnykHuI/AAAAAAAAAm4/I_wnMCf0i7M/s1600/ab501md8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-IHvnykHuI/AAAAAAAAAm4/I_wnMCf0i7M/s1600/ab501md8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-IHvnykHuI/AAAAAAAAAm4/I_wnMCf0i7M/s320/ab501md8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-IH6EVXadI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NeQDXtxBgEU/s1600/rrsys6ms.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-IH6EVXadI/AAAAAAAAAnA/NeQDXtxBgEU/s320/rrsys6ms.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-IHsuau1lI/AAAAAAAAAm0/XhUvVydCMwg/s1600/0l7ow0tm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-IHsuau1lI/AAAAAAAAAm0/XhUvVydCMwg/s320/0l7ow0tm.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so amazing to watch. &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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... Moving right along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School has been... challenging. I am committed to it through December, but I have really been struggling lately. I don't know what it is. I just am not motivated to do the work. I think a lot of it has to do with having too much to do and very little sleep--but I could be wrong. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my camera! :) It is so pretty... I have started experimenting with it, but realized that I know NOTHING of cameras. So, all you camera savvy friends out there--hook a sister up! :) I am willing to learn how to use the different functions and&amp;nbsp; fancy tiddly-bits on my camera, so let me know if you have tips! It is a Nikon Coolpix S4000. I know... just a "point and shoot"er, but overall a really nice camera that deserves an educated user.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully life will settle down and I can get back into the groove of things...but don't hold your breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**EDIT: I almost forgot the song for the day!!! :S Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/238111/Jeff+Finlin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/238111/Jeff+Finlin.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sugar Blue&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;by: Jeff Finlin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hobo songs and railroad gin &lt;br /&gt;Alcohol evaporates through skin &lt;br /&gt;One gift &lt;br /&gt;Sugar blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel his kiss in your angry eyes &lt;br /&gt;To find hello when you say goodbye &lt;br /&gt;One gift &lt;br /&gt;Sugar blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding darkness up to the light &lt;br /&gt;The other side shows through &lt;br /&gt;The raven's song it breaks the night &lt;br /&gt;And I rise from me through broken hues &lt;br /&gt;Sugar blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going no wheres some wheres song &lt;br /&gt;Finding right in what went wrong &lt;br /&gt;One gift, sugar blue &lt;br /&gt;One gift, sugar blue &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding darkness up to the light &lt;br /&gt;The other side shows through &lt;br /&gt;The raven's song it breaks the night &lt;br /&gt;And I rise from me through broken hues &lt;br /&gt;Sugar blue&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6957772030654780713-3694163375358986692?l=leinani45.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/feeds/3694163375358986692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6957772030654780713&amp;postID=3694163375358986692&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3694163375358986692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6957772030654780713/posts/default/3694163375358986692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leinani45.blogspot.com/2010/05/suuuuuuuper-blog.html' title='SUUUUUUUPER BLOG!'/><author><name>Karyn K</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/102445652771506723257</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh6.googleusercontent.com/-SuUc-jomdbg/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAw0/Lji7FnISC_A/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S-ILNV6ceKI/AAAAAAAAAnI/tgGAQeqdeTc/s72-c/BPDL_Logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6957772030654780713.post-6544644936191455819</id><published>2010-04-27T01:27:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T11:59:20.299-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Succumb</title><content type='html'>I have finally given in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now the owner of a digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a picture of the camera I will have in a few short days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S9aQdMrIvGI/AAAAAAAAAl8/RiouUmRc2Xo/s1600/nikon_coolpix_s4000_i_s3000_tonkie_i_kompaktnye_cifrovye_fotoapparaty_s_prodvinutymi_vozmozhnostyami_0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="126" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_czpSNcM-0Gg/S9aQdMrIvGI/AAAAAAAAAl8/RiouUmRc2Xo/s200/nikon_coolpix_s4000_i_s3000_tonkie_i_kompaktnye_cifrovye_fotoapparaty_s_prodvinutymi_vozmozhnostyami_0.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;I'm sort of in shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What did I just do?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It better be worth the investment...that's all i have to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I talking about???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is too late/early to think clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song...a pretty cool ditty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mindinversion.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/vampire-weekend.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://mindinversion.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/vampire-weekend.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ottoman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by: Vampire Weekend&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ottoman couch, how handsome your furniture&lt;br /&gt;Lovelier now, but dressed for a funeral&lt;br /&gt;Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall&lt;br /&gt;To hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elegant clothes, you want to be seen with her&lt;br /&gt;Under your tweeds you sweat like a teenager&lt;br /&gt;Begging you to sit for a portrait on the wall&lt;br /&gt;To hang in the dark of some parliamentary hall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is for you&lt;br /&gt;They laid it out for you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;There will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for you&lt;br /&gt;But this feels so unnatural to Peter Gabriel, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the cards and all of the time it took&lt;br /&gt;Soon it's all lines of red in a leather book&lt;br /&gt;Begging you to wait for a minute by the door&lt;br /&gt;Your creeping feet where they've never been before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is for you&lt;br /&gt;They laid it out for you&lt;br /&gt;For you&lt;br /&gt;There will be six bells a-ringing and white women singing for you&lt;br /&gt;But this feels so unnatural Peter Gabriel, too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***I hope I don't regret my camera purchase. :S***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='h
