<?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-7307707025420169403</id><updated>2011-07-30T21:21:50.586-07:00</updated><category term='The Sim'/><category term='Soompi'/><category term='Mushroom and Cheese Quesadillas'/><category term='Jewelry'/><category term='poems'/><category term='Portobello Mushrooms stuffed with Savory Bread Crumbs'/><category term='Chipotle Corn Chowder'/><category term='Mushroom Radish and Celery Salad with Lemon and Garlic'/><category term='15-Minute  Vegetarian'/><title type='text'>Eternally, Cho</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2709425161975784158</id><published>2009-11-12T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:35:18.142-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas is coming to soon</title><content type='html'>It really is. On the brighter side, that means Thanksgiving is coming much faster, and Yami will be here for that. Hopefully that will be happy making!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a new recipe and forgot to take a picture!! It was from The Starving Students Vegetarian cookbook. It was the Asparagus Pie, and it was great. Definitely a remake. I still plan on going through these cookbooks, it just isn't affordable for me to do it all the time. So I doubt I'll be done in a year with any of them. I will try to remember a picture next time I make it. I'll also look for things that can be made out of stuff my mum already has in the pantry and fridge. If I can, that will help me get through the recipes quicker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a bed frame from Walmart. A simple one that takes out the need for a box spring. It should be here today, and then my mattress will be up off the floor. I can also store stuff under it, so some of these boxes can go away. I like that if you find a head/base board you like, you can buy the attachments and put them on there. All the reviews said no tools were needed and it was less than 5 min. to put together. We'll see when it gets here! It says its on the truck for delivery!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to do my Chinese homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2709425161975784158?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2709425161975784158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2709425161975784158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2709425161975784158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2709425161975784158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/11/christmas-is-coming-to-soon.html' title='Christmas is coming to soon'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2219221890140393228</id><published>2009-11-07T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T04:01:10.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawr</title><content type='html'>I still exist! Being broke, I totally fell off the cooking thing. -Sigh- But I'm alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in Chinese class, and really enjoying it! This week we started learning time. I need to practice characters more. Thats the hardest part. We need to know more characters than she said we would. That's okay though, It just furthers us along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a knitting class with mom. I'm making a scarf. Its slow going, but I love it too. I work on it while I watch tv. We were only taught how to cast on, and the basic knit. I think next week we will go back and learn the pearl knit and how to cast off. She said those are the only two knits, and they are just modified to produce everything. I want to make gloves and hats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anime Stl. I'm going! I just wish they would post dates. I want to wear loli outfits to it, but I think I will be to fat still. We'll see! Either way, I'm going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really don't know what else to say at the moment. Its to early! I'm going to watch Pokemon and clean my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2219221890140393228?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2219221890140393228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2219221890140393228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2219221890140393228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2219221890140393228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/11/rawr.html' title='Rawr'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-7984864460274438401</id><published>2009-08-07T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:36:13.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15-Minute  Vegetarian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Portobello Mushrooms stuffed with Savory Bread Crumbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mushroom Radish and Celery Salad with Lemon and Garlic'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jewelry'/><title type='text'>2 Recipes and a Ring</title><content type='html'>Alrightie! As the title says, I've got two recipes today! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Snykn5Alx2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/bGq_AZ8rMiY/s1600-h/SavoryMushrooms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Snykn5Alx2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/bGq_AZ8rMiY/s320/SavoryMushrooms.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367345861143938914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first is Portobella Mushrooms stuffed with Savory Bread Crumbs&lt;br /&gt;15-Minute Vegetarian pg 194&lt;br /&gt;Serves 4 (One mushroom each)&lt;br /&gt;Cal: 218, Fat: 7, Protein: 9, Carbs: 29, Fiber: 3, Chol.: 4.&lt;br /&gt;WW Points: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one is actually pretty good. Mine are a little top heavy because I could only find three packs of mushrooms, and no individuals. I wasn't getting extra. They aren't really what I would call savory though. Savory is a taste I think of when I think about Fish or meat (well, how meat used to taste..) Maybe grilled or something. These actually had a slightly bitter taste to me? Very slight, they are still good. I don't think there is anything I would change. This recipe taught me where the broiler was! I'm not some great cook, and I've never used it. I thought it was under the oven, and I cleaned that thing out because we store pans in there. NOPE. Its actually in the oven. I cleaned it for nothing. On a plus note, my mother told me they did used to be under the ovens, so I wasn't totally off base. She thought it was there too.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, remake value: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SnynmgbZeLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xKDyIpB0A8o/s1600-h/Salad1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SnynmgbZeLI/AAAAAAAAAJE/xKDyIpB0A8o/s320/Salad1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367349135900506290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second recipe is Mushroom, Radish and Celery Salad with Lemon and Garlic&lt;br /&gt;Same book, naturally. Page 77.&lt;br /&gt;Serves 8&lt;br /&gt;Cal: 52 Fat: 8 Pro: 1 Carb: 5 Fiber: 1 Chol: 0&lt;br /&gt;WW Point 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This recipe is boring. That is the nicest way to put it. Flat out boring. Its not disgusting or anything, and I can definitely finish it. Will I make it again, no. If I had the ingredients on hand, and nothing else to do with them...then yes, because its not BAD. Would I purposely pick up the ingredients for this recipe. Not at all. It is nice that its so low in points if you're on the WW wagon. Its incredibly simple and easy to make. Its supposed to go on full leaves of lettuce. I couldn't find butter lettuce in full leaves at Walmart, thus, I bought the bagged salad kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remake value: LOW unless ingredients are just laying around waiting to go bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In happy news, I made my first ring! Its not the greatest, but I'm pretty proud of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Snyphqq4ZdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VEKQLbMHkWE/s1600-h/ring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Snyphqq4ZdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/VEKQLbMHkWE/s320/ring.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367351251773711826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a book to teach me wire jewelry, because I love it. That was my first attempt. I'm pretty happy with it. I did have some problems with the banding around the three main wires, to keep them in place, but it works. Mostly. I really really want to learn how to do the filigree settings and such for my own rings and necklaces. I haven't found any classes around here. I'd like to, because it seems much more involved than just wrapping wire. If I can't though, there is always Youtube and books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got my books for Chinese class. I'm really excited. I'm glad that I have no other classes to take with it, so hopefully I can really concentrate on it and learn the language. Having no one to really talk to, I plan to get music and dramas to watch/listen to...so I can hear native speakers. it only meets once a week, so I don't know how I'm going to practice MY speech. We'll see. I'm off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-7984864460274438401?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7984864460274438401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=7984864460274438401' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7984864460274438401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7984864460274438401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/08/2-recipes-and-ring.html' title='2 Recipes and a Ring'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Snykn5Alx2I/AAAAAAAAAI8/bGq_AZ8rMiY/s72-c/SavoryMushrooms.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-205104323224362737</id><published>2009-07-31T15:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:37:45.793-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15-Minute  Vegetarian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mushroom and Cheese Quesadillas'/><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SnNsJtAEspI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5dY1BUe-hn8/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SnNsJtAEspI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5dY1BUe-hn8/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364750495082918546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's recipe was Mushroom and Cheese Quesadillas.&lt;br /&gt;15-Minute Vegetarian&lt;br /&gt;Pg. 178&lt;br /&gt;Cal: 377 Fat:15 Protein: 15 Carbs: 46 Fiber: 3 Choles: 30&lt;br /&gt;WW points, 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love these. I'm honestly not sure I would change anything about these. :D They are tasty. It did take longer than 15 min,  simply because you have prep, waiting for the liquid to be almost gone, and I can only cook one at a time in my pan. I've already got one packed for lunch tomorrow, with another salad. It made a good dinner. The Nut. Info. doesn't include my salad, which was just greens, about a tbsp of Parmesan and a bit of lemon juice. The recipe does say "standard" size tortillas. Medium. No packages say standard. Medium was a PERFECT fit. When you first combine the things in the pan, it looks like it will be way to much, but it cooks down nicely. I am noticing a trend in these recipes, that will get on my nerves quick. No real sizes for some things, like the tortilla..and that can of chipotle in the last recipe. Anyway, these are very very yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remake Value: High&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note, I'm behind already! I didn't think I was actually going to be able to continue, but I will try. Simply because I'm broke. This and the next two recipes are sponsored by my Mum. Mostly. (She doesn't know I shoved my 5 dollars in her purse.) The next two are also mushroom recipes, so that I would need less ingredients. I'm trying to bunch them together like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my text books next week, so I can start looking at them before class starts. Its going to be so hard and exciting. CHINESE. WOO. I can't wait. I'm thinking if I don't make it into the nursing program, I'm going to take my Office Administration degree and go for GS jobs...or I'll get back into the CIS program. Hopefully, I'll get in. Applications go in in October.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go start laundry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-205104323224362737?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/205104323224362737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=205104323224362737' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/205104323224362737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/205104323224362737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/07/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SnNsJtAEspI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5dY1BUe-hn8/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-5190254813007813798</id><published>2009-07-25T18:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:26:18.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='15-Minute  Vegetarian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chipotle Corn Chowder'/><title type='text'>Chipotle Corn Chowder</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Smusu3gh0vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Cy6DIGqOT08/s1600-h/ChipolteCornChowder1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Smusu3gh0vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Cy6DIGqOT08/s320/ChipolteCornChowder1.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362569702489051890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I made my second (first posting) recipe out of 15-Minute Vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chipotle Corn Chowder pg 94&lt;br /&gt;Serves 6&lt;br /&gt;WW points per serving 2&lt;br /&gt;Cal: 127&lt;br /&gt;Fat:3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this soup, but there several things I would change. This soup is not just spicy, its HOT. I like spicy food, but this was unbearable for me to eat! My advice to anyone who is making it, cut the chipotle chilies in half, or as I did, make a second batch without them and combine them. It was much easier to eat afterward. Still spicy without making me cry/sweat/down the towns entire water supply. The recipe calls for "1 large can Chipotle Chile en adobo". My Walmart only carried a 7oz can. I don't know if this is what the book considers large. I hope so, because it was more than enough. This soup is also thicker than the average chowder. Actually, the rest of my family was having Skyline Chili for dinner (A bean-less meat based chili over noodles) and it was thick enough to fool my brother into thinking it was the chili. This is still good stuff though, and the multi-servings will last for lunches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remake Value: Moderate if adjusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second (first) recipe I made, was last week. I made the Bread and Garlic soup. It kind of reminded me of chicken noodle soup, with the soggy bread. I have no picture of it. Its a good way to get rid of stale bread crumbs. Really its just garlic/salty broth with bread. My advice, add Parmesan cheese to it. That made it much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bread and Garlic Soup pg 86&lt;br /&gt;Serves 4&lt;br /&gt;WW points: 2&lt;br /&gt;Cal: 107&lt;br /&gt;Fat: 7&lt;br /&gt;Remake value: Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-5190254813007813798?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5190254813007813798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=5190254813007813798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5190254813007813798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5190254813007813798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/07/chipotle-corn-chowder.html' title='Chipotle Corn Chowder'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Smusu3gh0vI/AAAAAAAAAIs/Cy6DIGqOT08/s72-c/ChipolteCornChowder1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-1286445415180346039</id><published>2009-07-24T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:56:33.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>My Journal is back! I'm going to do the Julia Julie thing...and work my way through a cook book as I try to lose weight with Alli. And, I'm going to talk about my Chinese when I start...and I don't know. Maybe my journal will get interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first cookbook is 15 Minute Vegetarian. I chose it because most of the recipes are healthy. Its also QUICK. I like QUICK. I think the highest points I saw (if you're on a weight watchers scale) is 10. :D So, I'll put up my first entry tomorrow. I have to do 3-4 recipes a week to finish in a year. Of course, I can't put the recipes up here, but I will post pictures and what I think...calories and fat for anyone else following Alli like me..and WW points. I left out the sauces and condiments unless a recipe refers back to them, because what am I going to do with those? I will also leave out one drink, because it contains rum, and I do not drink. So, tomorrow I will post the first recipe, Chipolte Corn Chowder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-1286445415180346039?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1286445415180346039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=1286445415180346039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1286445415180346039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1286445415180346039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/07/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-44515868821868615</id><published>2009-06-24T15:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T16:26:29.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese for me!</title><content type='html'>I have officially signed up to take Chinese. I am beyond excited! Duckie actually signed up to take it with me, which is happy. I'll have someone to practice with. Its important to have someone to practice with, or I'll fall so behind. The class only meets once a week, on Thursday nights at SWIC. I can't wait for it to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored. I'm waiting for Yami to come back from her "be RIGHT back". -Insert slight note of irritation.- Obviously, it wasn't a be right back, so I'm looking for something to do! So, randomness I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a letter from my penpal! I thought she wasn't going to write me anymore. It had been a long time. Now I need to come up with a picture to send in my reply. I send a picture with every letter. I want it to be something interesting. I can't think of something interesting at the moment. I've sent a flower, a fish, Moosie wearing the pin she gave me. Oooh. I think I just got an idea. We have an overgrown (pretty) flower bed...and I have tiny hippos! They will appear to be in the jungle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so hot here! Its been in the 90s all week, with heat indexes in the 100s. Going outside is horrible. Just into the garage is horrible. Fans are a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can not find a white DVD player, anywhere. I want all my appliances to be white. I don't want black, but that is all there is. Silver too. I also can't find a white corner bookshelf for under 100. I find LOTS of black ones. Exactly what I want, except they are the wrong color. Its driving me crazy. A lot of the black ones are in the 30-50 dollar price range, which is perfect for me. The price for wall cubes is absurd as well. 20 bucks for one cube. My father is making them for me instead, and I will paint them. I should just learn how to make furniture. I'd be better off. I don't have that much patience when it comes to that stuff though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go clean or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-44515868821868615?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/44515868821868615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=44515868821868615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/44515868821868615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/44515868821868615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/06/chinese-for-me.html' title='Chinese for me!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4792511018420666124</id><published>2009-06-17T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T12:30:31.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Soompi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Sim'/><title type='text'>I need a better blog.</title><content type='html'>I do. I need better blogging habits so I can develop a blog that people come to all the time! I thought about doing a beauty blog, but wth do I know about beauty? If I knew anything, I wouldn't look the way I do. So for now, I'm going to stick with writers block topics. Why not? Maybe after them, I'll think up something to post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo, writers block for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever considered converting to another religion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't have a religion. I've read about a lot of them, and to me the one that seems to make the most sense is Wiccan. Its not some satanic religion full of evil doers that tv likes to portray. Its a nature based religion. Try reading something on it. Its actually very interesting. I have been seriously contemplating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookie! I do have other things I can talk about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soompi:&lt;br /&gt;I told you before that I am always on this forum. I love it. They are hosting a Soompi member based Ulzzang contest. Ulzzang means best face. I want to enter, but there are a LOT of pretty asian girls on that thread, who just blow every other girl out of the water. I have such a fat face, and my hair is not in a happy place right now that I'm just to afraid to enter it. -Coward- I wouldn't even make it past the first round, I'm sure. It will be fun to vote though! The contest is actually for the males AND the females. I wonder who will win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sims 3:&lt;br /&gt;This was released shortly after my birthday. (Oooh yeah. I'm 23, as of May 31) Of course, I bought it. Why wouldn't I? I posted a few cons and pros on the Yahoo answers site which I shall now copy and paste:&lt;br /&gt;A few Pros:&lt;br /&gt;1) The personalized traits, such as Evil, Genius, Neat, Natural Cook, etc. Each has benefits and shortcomings&lt;br /&gt;2) Opportunities. Sims are given the chance to do things for other people that earns them money, or boosts job/school performance.&lt;br /&gt;3) Controlling how hard you work in at jobs/school.&lt;br /&gt;4) Open neighborhood. You can get on a bike/taxi/walk anywhere in town, by yourself, even children.&lt;br /&gt;5) You can customize EVERYTHING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few cons:&lt;br /&gt;1) Some people don't like Story Progression&lt;br /&gt;2) You have one active household in a town at a time, and if you switch, the other household can lose things.&lt;br /&gt;3) Sadly (for me) no weather.&lt;br /&gt;4) Lack of hairstyles. Yes you can customize their color so non are alike, but there really are very few actual hair cuts. The official site also doesn't offer many for download.&lt;br /&gt;5) Downloading new hairstyles costs money. (Until people start to make them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hairstyle thing really gets to me. Sure, you can customize the hair colors so no one is the same..but they still all have the same cuts! I'm not paying a dollar for a new hair cut on a GAME. I already paid the 50 bucks for the game. The official sites hair styles also suck. Even if I were to pay for the hair, they are NOT worth it. They also charge you PER life-stage. I highly recommend anyone wanting hair wait until the wonderful people of Mod the Sims and XMsims start posting downloads. Remember to thank them, a lot, when they do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently redid my room. I painted and tore up those awful carpets. I hate carpet. I now have wood. My color is Winter Green from Benjamin Moore. (Though, I went to walmart and got it in Kilz paint. I will never not use them again, unless someone better comes along..)All my furniture was painted white, and the wall color. It looks really empty right now, because I need to move things back in. I don't really have the space yet though. I have no shelves, and I have a much smaller desk now.I plan to store a lot in the closet on the top shelves, and under the bed when I get a frame. Right now, my bed is just laying on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! I think that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4792511018420666124?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4792511018420666124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4792511018420666124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4792511018420666124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4792511018420666124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-need-better-blog.html' title='I need a better blog.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4913757049931867505</id><published>2009-05-08T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T09:15:20.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I still exist....</title><content type='html'>Woopie? Yeah, sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know what to post here, so I guess I'll just ramble or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 23rd birthday is coming up(oh joy.) Yami will be here though, and that IS happy. We're going to the renaissance fair in Missouri that day. We were going to dress up, but unfortunately, I'm broke. Soo, that plan fell through. I even canceled my book club and didn't sign up for the new session of dance class, I'm so broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got new obsessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st is the Soompi Forums. I love them, and spend a lot of time on them. I even got a pen pal off of them. Her name is Josephine, and she lives in NY. Her letters are entertaining. :D Soompi gave way to my second obsession, seeing how people decorate their rooms. They have a thread where everyone posts pictures of their bedrooms. Some people's rooms are so amazing! Needless to say, I want to redecorate my room now. Its very plain and boyish, and I want something more girly. Soo, I plan on painting it. Green...I've chosen the color "Active Green" from Sherwan Williams or whoever it is. Actually, the original color I wanted was either winter green or sea grove from Benjamin Moore. I may just go with that. I'll probably use birthday money to buy paint..whatever I don't spend at the fair..which is bound to be expensive...I also want MORE ROOM, so I'm looking for ways to shrink things. You can't shrink a queen size bed, but I can put my original bed frame back in here and get drawers to put under it...in which I can put all my dvds and video games...thus, getting rid of one full bookcase. My dad recently put shelves on my wall too, so, as soon as I make sure they will stay in place, I can put the other books on there...and I plan to get a few of those wall cubes...that will get rid of the second bookshelf. My tv is also HUGE. It has to stick out far, because the back is so big. But, it works (more than) fine, so no need to try to get a flatter one. But yes..I plan to get more things that mount to the walls, for shelving...instead of floor space stealers. Of course, this will take a while...the only thing bound to be done soon, is the wall paint...and the bed coming back in...but that needs to be spray-painted white. Everything must be white! I also want a full length mirror...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...this &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/ourbedrooms/"&gt;lj community&lt;/a&gt; all posts their bedrooms, so I've been stalking it. There is one girl who has a white-picket fence painted along the walls with flowers growing up it...grass behind it and a blue sky...that was pretty niffty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm off to see how much more of my stuff I can condense...and to study. I need to study. If I can get the C in this class, I don't have to take any classes for a while, since I failed to get into the nursing program. Then, I can concentrate on trying to write something. -Sigh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4913757049931867505?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4913757049931867505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4913757049931867505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4913757049931867505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4913757049931867505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-still-exist.html' title='I still exist....'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-3321899431680399516</id><published>2009-02-18T11:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T11:21:27.129-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SZxcMXUxLpI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9-Mvmizzs8I/s1600-h/Cho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SZxcMXUxLpI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9-Mvmizzs8I/s320/Cho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304215828624912018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is me today, being silly. Silly is what I do. I was waiting (am waiting) for Yami to come back in Mabinogi. We're supposed to be dungeon spamming. But, while I wait, why not give an update?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...writers block: What creature would you choose as your spirit animal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's easy. A dragon. I fully believe they existed at one time, if not now. So many cultures have stories of dragons or similar creatures before they even met each other. I've always felt a pull to dragons too, so I would definitely pick a dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about another picture! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SZxfSGG_COI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1shejN8t6Jw/s1600-h/Cho2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SZxfSGG_COI/AAAAAAAAAIc/1shejN8t6Jw/s320/Cho2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304219225617795298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SZxfSRhmESI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gmsCxBDCvLA/s1600-h/Cho3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SZxfSRhmESI/AAAAAAAAAIk/gmsCxBDCvLA/s320/Cho3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304219228682195234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-3321899431680399516?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3321899431680399516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=3321899431680399516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3321899431680399516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3321899431680399516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/02/that-is-me-today-being-silly.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SZxcMXUxLpI/AAAAAAAAAIU/9-Mvmizzs8I/s72-c/Cho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-6446342226752903481</id><published>2009-02-12T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T09:30:43.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello hello.</title><content type='html'>Hii. I'm only doing a little post. (Isn't that what I always do?)My brother is taking me to see Coraline today! I'm happy. I loved the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writers Blocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)If you could have any job in the world, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would teach English in Japan or Korea. Unfortunately, there are reasons I can't do that, that I won't go into detail on here. Also, there is no local classes for either language so that I could learn it. I plan on learning both languages, but I guess it will just be for myself. Instead, I'm going to be a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What is your earliest childhood memory?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My earliest Childhood memories are from California. They arn't great, barely there really. I remember walking over to the neighbors with Daddy to eat lobster. I remember our dog Brandy. Sharing a room with my brother with TMNT on the wall. And that it snowed, and Daddy told me it was because the weather man got it wrong. (We lived in a part of Cali that it rarely ever snowed in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Would you rather get up early or stay up late? Does your schedule fit your preference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I would rather get up early. I don't though, because Yami works until seven. So we spend then until midnight or later talking, and thus, I sleep in later. When she's here though, I usually go to bed when I'm actually tired. Like, at 9 or 10! Poor her, she's a super night owl and is up until two...and I make her go to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do redo my room. Not that I have the money to redo my room. I wish I could line the walls with shelves, the kind that are stuck to the wall...then I could get rid of book shelves and have more floor space. Also, I could put shelves over my bed. That would be nice. I do like my black/white color scheme though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I think I'm done. I'm going to play sims, go to the movies then come home and work out. Yay! Okay, yay until the work out part. It's thursday, so, strength training. I will lose this weight. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-6446342226752903481?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6446342226752903481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=6446342226752903481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6446342226752903481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6446342226752903481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-hello.html' title='Hello hello.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-5007531046877883078</id><published>2009-02-06T09:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T09:46:43.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Dances about-</title><content type='html'>Writers blocks: If you could eat only one food for the rest of your life, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably rice. I can eat rice all the time as long as it isn't plain white (which is easily fixed with some sesame oil and soy) and you can add anything to it almost and it will still taste good. Its got to be one of the most versatile foods out there, it can be made into flour, into porridge in to wrapers for food. :D Yay for rice! The same goes for noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been lazy and not working out, so obviously my weight is back  up. I did buy a new Walk Away the Pounds dvd, and I like it...so, I will try doing it on Monday. I don't work out Saturdays and Sundays because I'm to tired after 12 hour shifts of lifting heavy people at work, lol. That is my workout. Anyone who say's CNA's have it easy is an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up two new cookbooks. The Starving Students Vegetarian Cookbook, and 101 Things to do with Ramen. I love cookbooks! I don't use them as much as I should but I still love to collect them. Especially Asian cookbooks. I have a lot on the shelves just dying to be used. They cry "Use me Cho!" but I never do. I will probably use that Ramen one a lot though, ramen is something that is always in the house and is super cheap to buy. So is rice of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance! I will be moving up to level two in dance! She is is offering a class on Wednesday, so the girl I go to class with will be able to go! As long as enough people sign up. :D I need to practice more. I want to get good enough to perform..I have dvds, I should really do them. I also won't want to perform until I'm a healthy weight. I know there are a lot of heavy belly dancers, but I'm sorry, I wouldn't want to be seen at 200 + pounds with my stomach hanging out. I do see a lot of very curvy dancers, and I admire that shape. They are not supermodel thin and gross, and they are not huge. They generally aren't that thin at all..anyway, I'm done rambling now. Byeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-5007531046877883078?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5007531046877883078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=5007531046877883078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5007531046877883078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5007531046877883078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/02/dances-about.html' title='-Dances about-'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2066645585741787879</id><published>2009-02-03T11:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:27:06.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>Today's writer's block question: Do you ever go out to dinner (at a sit-down restaurant) by yourself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My answer? No. I have this thing about eating around people. I hate it. It makes me very uncomfortable, and I don't do it if I don't have to. I will eat around my family, and Yami. When we go out to eat, I am always on the inside of the booth (we always get booths) and if there is a part that faces away from everyone else (say its the last booth in the room) I am on the side facing away from everyone. So, if there is no one there to "block" me while I'm eating, I generally will wait to eat. Even if I am at home, and there are people here, I won't go get my food until they are gone, or in the basement. Our kitchen is the focal point of the main floor, and that is where everyone sits when they come in. If I'm already eating down there, I'll just pick at my food until they go away. Yes, I have food issues? At least its not an eating disorder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to figure out a way to get more room in my closet. I have a tiny closet, and no dresser. I don't actually have A LOT of clothes (you should see my brothers clothes) I have a THICK clothes. Most of my tops are hoodies and such. I want the wonderhangers, or some variation of them. No one around here has any though! I think those would help a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got an over the door hanger for all my girly stuff (perfume, face was, hair stuff, nail stuff). For someone who doesn't wear makeup, I have a lot of stuff! Most of it is hair and face though. Only one pouch of nail stuff. Which reminds me, Kirry-Folk showed me a set of nail polishes by China Glaze called Bahama Blues. I want them! They are so pretty. You can see swatches of them on a blog I stalk: &lt;a href="http://www.scrangie.com/2008/09/swatches-china-glaze-bahama-blues.html"&gt;Scrangie&lt;/a&gt; Arn't they pretty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to make room so I can work out. Have a grand day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2066645585741787879?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2066645585741787879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2066645585741787879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2066645585741787879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2066645585741787879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/02/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-887749565333053686</id><published>2009-01-23T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:57:33.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Another topic of the day. "No matter what their budget is, everyone loves a bargain. What item or object do you love the most that cost you the least?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite items that cost me the least are books. If I can find books on sale, I'm happy. Yesterday, for example, Mum and I went to this paperback place down in Fairview. They trade paperbacks and sell them. If you bring in paper backs, you get 25% of the price towards other books on the shelves. If you don't, paper backs cost half the barcode price. So, yesterday, I got 6 books for the price of 3. Naturally, that made me happy. And they were in good shape! Some of them were practically new. A lot of their selection was romance novels, as those are what most people get in paper back and get rid of. Though, they did have a sci-fi and horror section. There were other sections too, but none as big as the Romance section. Its this little hole in the wall where they have to lay the books on their sides and stack them high to get them all on the shelves. Needless to say, I will be returning. I have no problem with second hand books. None at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well! I think I'm going to go play wii-fit for a while! Boxing and stepping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-887749565333053686?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/887749565333053686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=887749565333053686' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/887749565333053686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/887749565333053686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/01/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-618844111700084389</id><published>2009-01-20T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:20:27.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi!</title><content type='html'>Miss me? I've been gone awhile. In that time, Yami has come and gone (Insert the massive pouting segment) though I did get a few pictures! They are on my face book. So that made me happy. I restarted school today after winter break. Fun? Not really. My class that I still have to go to starts at 6:30 and goes to 9:20. It is literally the only time they offered the class this semester. That blows, does it not? Christmas has come and gone, and I got lots of goodies. Books, game, mp3 player, candle, the complete series of Angel (David Boreanaz. Yum.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started playing with my wii fit today! I jogged, hoola hooped and boxed. Much fun, and 30 min. passed in no time flat. Now I need to shower. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humm..off of LJ's topic of the day, for something to write about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Jam a bunch of people together in a tight space like a bus or the subway and something crazy is bound to happen. What's the most memorable thing you've seen on mass transit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most memorable thing for me was when I went with a then friend, Willis, to get his tattoo. We rode the metro link to St. Louis to go to Iron Age, so we had to ride it home. There was this group of ladies who got on at the Casino, drunk as all fuzzy. They started singing, at the top of their lungs and dancing around. In general, looking like hoochies. The were in the seats right behind us. Several seats in front of us, on the otherwise empty train, was some old man. Also drunk who was getting so angry at the women. He'd take a swig of his bottle wrapped in the brown paper bag and shout at them to shut up before mumbling under his breath about people teaching their daughters better and whores. It was a very entertaining scene and lasted us almost until we got home. It was also a little scary, who knows what this drunk old man was carrying on him and could have done had he decided to do more than just yell. But yes! That is my story for the topic of the day, now I go to shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-618844111700084389?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/618844111700084389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=618844111700084389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/618844111700084389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/618844111700084389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2009/01/hi.html' title='Hi!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-8394227763717887573</id><published>2008-11-07T09:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T09:23:50.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Orn ol rin'ov tlu alur?</title><content type='html'>Usstan dro wun natha tresk'ri vel'klar ol zhah naut okay ulu telanth vel'bol Usstan talinth. Ussta dalninuk shlu'ta telanth jalbol nindel chu ulu ukt shar lu' naut inbau wun degahr. Usstan shlu'ta telanth vel'bol Usstan zhaun l' byr person zhah talintha lu' inbau ussta karliik bitten tir. Ezual vel'bol Usstan talinth causes mal xuil Yami. Foldraevals Usstan brorn ele Usstan bother talinth a jal. Mayoe ka Usstan inbalus nau shar, ol orn'la morfeth riluss loff'ta. Uss tangi, ussta ehmtu cuass'ili orn doera ussta ehmtu qu'ellar, vel'klar Usstan kestal nindel Usstan tlun truly duul'sso tlu uns'aa. Though Usstan guu'lac nindel orn rin'ov llaar sha'nalt. Whol nin, lu' mayoe whol zuch, Usstan inbal ulu put pholor l' loff'ta jindurn. Vel'drav Usstan shlu'ta naut, Usstan alu ulu ussta cuass'ili tlu maglust. Usstan xo'al ulu bihurr usstan, drill nau uss tangis' llaar bothers ulu kampi'un, xor xo'al ulu. Nind talinth nind zhaun uns'aa. Nind xun naut. Jal nind kyorl zhah l' kenoth nind ssinssrin uns'aa tlu. Usstan ssrig'luin natha alur emp'poss ji Usstan shlu'ta alu tarthe. Foldraevals Usstan satiir Usstan ssrig'luin ulu naut exist, tangis' though Usstan ssinssrin ulu. Usstan'bal started ulu put ussta klezn tarthe ulu put wun storage. Usstan talinth F'sarn, aluin ulu morfeth ussta cuass'ili 'zil empty 'zil possible, fridj leaving natha stath voiryen lu' l' movies lu' nibeless. Klezn nindel h'ros alu tarthe wund storage. Uss tangi, Dorn alu tarthe lu' start wun natha sel k'lar vel'klar Usstan shlu'ta tlu uns'aa. Usstan guu'lac jaluss orn notice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-8394227763717887573?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8394227763717887573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=8394227763717887573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8394227763717887573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8394227763717887573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/11/orn-ol-rinov-tlu-alur.html' title='Orn ol rin&apos;ov tlu alur?'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-7124694181503196491</id><published>2008-10-31T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T13:03:44.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 Dink.</title><content type='html'>Picture post...just me and Dink&lt;br /&gt;I messed with some of them, that's why they arn't all the same colors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkgOJgMoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uu2ROoLZqJY/s1600-h/DinkCho020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkgOJgMoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uu2ROoLZqJY/s320/DinkCho020.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263411094229103234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkfl6aqxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9NSA6C1mtHE/s1600-h/DinkCho018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkfl6aqxI/AAAAAAAAAHk/9NSA6C1mtHE/s320/DinkCho018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263411083428408082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkfpothmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/8CZi_feM55s/s1600-h/DinkCho015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkUf9JzuI/AAAAAAAAAHM/iQ54Ucoq5UQ/s320/DinkCho010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263410892850712290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkUCbww_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8_b4TUjmISo/s1600-h/DinkCho009copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkUCbww_I/AAAAAAAAAHE/8_b4TUjmISo/s320/DinkCho009copy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263410884926030834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkTstPo9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/S3Vae5DECGs/s1600-h/DinkCho006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkTstPo9I/AAAAAAAAAG8/S3Vae5DECGs/s320/DinkCho006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263410879093777362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkTSF56II/AAAAAAAAAG0/312z377eAxQ/s1600-h/DinkCho005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkTSF56II/AAAAAAAAAG0/312z377eAxQ/s320/DinkCho005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263410871949453442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-7124694181503196491?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7124694181503196491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=7124694181503196491' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7124694181503196491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7124694181503196491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/3-dink.html' title='&lt;3 Dink.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SQtkgOJgMoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/uu2ROoLZqJY/s72-c/DinkCho020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2399479789972859015</id><published>2008-10-20T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T11:04:45.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daifuku is evil + picture</title><content type='html'>Yeah, its not really evil. Its one of the greatest sweet snacks ever...but its evil to make. My firs attempt went in the trash, and now my second might as well. The second did everything it was supposed to do, until it came to doing the fillings and pinching it off. I put in the filling...and thats it...I pinch...it doesn't stick. IT STICKS TO EVERYTHING IN THE WORLD BUT ITS SELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plus side, I made the Dango stuff, and it turned out well...but I seem to be the   only one who likes it. Along with roasted seaweed. I buy the Yama moto Yama brand, and I adore it. My mother saw me eating it today and took my picture because it was just "Soooo gross" See:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPzHuVcBKiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xgoo0UjQVuc/s1600-h/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPzHuVcBKiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xgoo0UjQVuc/s320/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259298063704468002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bask in the Cho-ness. I'm thinking of legally changing my name to Cho. I use it more often than not. Wouldn't that be niffty? That's my story today! I'm ahead of Yami I think. :D BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2399479789972859015?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2399479789972859015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2399479789972859015' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2399479789972859015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2399479789972859015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/daifuku-is-evil-picture.html' title='Daifuku is evil + picture'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPzHuVcBKiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/xgoo0UjQVuc/s72-c/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-1029522917129421456</id><published>2008-10-17T15:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T15:43:38.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Hop!</title><content type='html'>Blog hopping has become a daily thing for me. I have nothing interesting to write in my  own blog, so I just go read everyone else's! I mostly read beauty/fashion blogs. While I was surfing, I came across this one: &lt;a href="http://mukomukoshop.blogspot.com/"&gt;Muko.Muko&lt;/a&gt; It has lots of cute stuff I want to buy, but I can't fit the majority of it..yet. I will one day, when I'm not fat. :D&lt;br /&gt;I DID work out today. And then I ruined it with Mum's mac-n-cheese. -Sigh- So, I'm not eating anything the rest of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're learning a veil dance in class now, and its pretty. We have to have a partner. The only part I don't like, is the big groups for "campfire" because it doesn't look good. With two people, its pretty. With 6, the timing is never correct. The girls who were in our campfire couldn't keep time, and I had to stay off time to avoid stepping on them. It was irritating. If she would let us just do it in our partners, it would be so much better. And because the timing is off and the group doesn't function, we don't get to the next spot in time for the next part. Maybe its just my group. My partner and I should try switching I think. Anyway, its to Sting's Desert Rose. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about some eye candy? This is Lee, Min-ki (Say it Yee Mingee)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkQrbXh6kI/AAAAAAAAAGE/woUMx9WkUy8/s1600-h/leeminki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkQrbXh6kI/AAAAAAAAAGE/woUMx9WkUy8/s320/leeminki.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258252378198633026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the most beautiful man I have ever seen. He's an 23 yr old actor/model from South Korea. The show I saw him in was I Really, Really Like You (Also called Love Truly when it was aired on AZN in America) He played guard Nam Bong Ki, who was one of the male leads. Lets just say, I never missed an episode. Never. -Happy sigh- I wish AZN was still on the air. They had a lot of great shows on, like The First House of Coffee Prince, and Thank You. Great shows. I'm going to have to order them with subtitles so I can watch them again...or learn Korean, which would be nice. Korean and Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall I leave you with more eye candy? Yes. And two girls I wouldn't mind looking like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is Gong Yoo, from the Korean show The First House of Coffee Prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkTmeS6vEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1GoLp5K7g38/s1600-h/Gong+Yoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkTmeS6vEI/AAAAAAAAAGM/1GoLp5K7g38/s320/Gong+Yoo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258255591620131906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is Ryu Tae Joon, who is also from I Really, Really Like You with Lee Min-Ki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkT_Y4glQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/prE0tsOfO4k/s1600-h/Ryu+Tae+Joon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkT_Y4glQI/AAAAAAAAAGU/prE0tsOfO4k/s320/Ryu+Tae+Joon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258256019663918338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the girls I'd like to look like. The first being the female lead from I Really, Really Like You. Eugene Kim (I'm not sure of the other way to spell it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkUW-t1L4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/bVPcTnd0d0E/s1600-h/Eugene+Kim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkUW-t1L4I/AAAAAAAAAGc/bVPcTnd0d0E/s320/Eugene+Kim2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258256424956669826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the last is the lead from The First House of Coffee Prince, Yoon Eun-Hye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkUnLB11rI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_HLGBYb0hig/s1600-h/Yoon+Eun+Hye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkUnLB11rI/AAAAAAAAAGk/_HLGBYb0hig/s320/Yoon+Eun+Hye.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258256703139731122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-1029522917129421456?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1029522917129421456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=1029522917129421456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1029522917129421456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1029522917129421456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-hop.html' title='Blog Hop!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SPkQrbXh6kI/AAAAAAAAAGE/woUMx9WkUy8/s72-c/leeminki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2920281609123258378</id><published>2008-10-10T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T10:31:41.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>You get a post because I'm bored. Joy for you, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami's best friend moved back into town. Within walking distance, actually. That means I most likely won't be seeing Yami that often at all. I guess that's good for her. Time she doesn't have to deal with me. Really, only good things can come from the situation for her. For me, it means I'll spend a lot more nights by myself. I guess that's fine, really, considering she's the only person I can stand to be around for prolonged periods of time. I'm really not a people person at all, and honestly would rather be alone more often than not. Which is something most people here don't get, aside from maybe my Mother. She's the same way, almost. Though, Yami being there at 7:30 is generally what I look forward to every day. Especially on bad days. I guess I'll have to find something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas vacation is already coming up. People at school are already planning them all out. I know mine too, Yami is coming down, and then it will be work until school starts again. I listen to classmates planning these elaborate trips. Trips honestly aren't my thing. There are only three or four places I want to see, and would be honestly willing to use my PTO to go see. All of those are overseas, and I wouldn't have the money to go there anyway. So, for now, I'd rather use my PTO for Yami coming down, or simply because I don't want to go to work. The people in class are planning huge skiing trips and things like that. I think that would just be to much. I'd probably get a headache from trying to make sure everyone's vacation went right and by the time it ended, wished I'd never gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Applications for the nursing program are going in now. Joy. Of course, I'm applying. But, with over 300 applicants and only 70-80 spots, its unlikely that I will get in. I need to though, so I can finish school, and be done. I'd much rather be done now, get a job and go, but my current degree pays practically nothing. Office Administration. So, I'm going for Nursing. I've all my pre-reqs done. Though, I need to retake Sociology. Its not a pre-req though, it can be taken in program, and I will  most likely take it next semester. It will be the only class I have to take. If I don't get in, I guess I'll retake some classes for better grades or something. Though really, the only classes that don't get me full points are the Anatomy and Physiology classes...We'll see. I'll know in April. I wish we would know sooner...application deadline is December 1st.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what else to say, so I think I'm going to go now. I've got laundry to do, and I need to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2920281609123258378?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2920281609123258378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2920281609123258378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2920281609123258378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2920281609123258378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-6974316870973538324</id><published>2008-10-07T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:43:59.237-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored. Survey?</title><content type='html'>1. Where is your cell phone? In my back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is your significant other? In Wisconsin. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair color? Dark brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? o__o What about her? Its 8:30, she's probably asleep, cause she's a punk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? Is....Playing Star Wars?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Being happy, laying in front of the window curled in a blanket while a cold breeze blows across my face, quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? I was in Tokyo, and magically learned Japanese. Wouldn't that be nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Your dream/goal? I don't really have any at the moment. The ones I had were unattainable and pointless. I'll tell you when I get some...for now its just the "plan". Become a nurse to make money and buy the farm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. The room you're in? My bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Your hobby? Reading, Video Games, Belly Dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your fear? Like any of you are worth telling my fears to. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Some place I will never be, so, done with school and working a job that pays for things it needs to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Where were you last night? In my bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What you're not? Asian?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. One of your wish-list items? Like, material wise? Um.."Music" perfume from Gwen Stefani...actually, I want that entire line...good hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Where you grew up? Ohio and Illinois mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The last thing you did? Played Harvest Moon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What are you wearing? The usual jeans and a tee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Your TV? Disney channel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Your pet? I've got Dink....kind of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Your computer? Toshiba Satellite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your mood? Ready to give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Missing someone? Yes, for all the good that does me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Your car? Hyundai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Something you're not wearing? ...A hat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Favorite store? Ichiban Kan, though I have to shop online since I'm not in California...The Far East Emporium...does Sasa.com count? I generally just shop at Walmart or Target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Your summer? Was non-existent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Love someone? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite color? Periwinkle, silver, blue, green.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? Today, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? Last night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Are you a bitch? Most likely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favorite Position? ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Favorite Past Time? Reading, video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Are you a hater or a lover? Couldn't tell you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Are you genuine or fake? Fake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Any Vices? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Pro Life or Wire Hanger? More of a pro-lifer + pro-choice depending on situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. McCAIN or OBAMA? Don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Pro Plastic or Natural? Natural. But, if I lose weight and become as flat as a board, that may change...unless I get changed into a hot Asian chic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Dream Job? I don't know. Something where I don't have to answer to others and am not responsible for others.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-6974316870973538324?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6974316870973538324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=6974316870973538324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6974316870973538324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6974316870973538324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/10/bored-survey.html' title='Bored. Survey?'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4870864982390313218</id><published>2008-09-15T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T10:15:07.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foot flakes</title><content type='html'>Yeah, sounds gross, right? WELL IT WAS! So, there I was, helping this patient bathe because he was stuck in bed with a huge wedge between his knees after hip surgery. I go to remove his sock, and when I do this massive cloud (think desert dust-storm cloud here) poofs into the air. What is this cloud? Its foot flakes from overly dry male feet. To make matters worse, I was breathing in at the moment. COUGH! It settled on my shoulders like dandruff. I died. Well, not really, obviously. But gross. I have never seen a cloud of foot flakes fly into the air like that. Sure, dry feet and what not, but that was ridiculous! Later that day, the part that had me laughing. I had to roll said patient over to clean his backside (Gotta love my job) when he shouts "Push my ass  Cho!" Horror filled gaze can be inserted here. He said it twice, nice and loud. People in the hallway stop to look back....I pushed leg and back to roll him over. My work day was filled with other fun things too, but I think those were the best...and then I came home and fell asleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm. Yami is coming to visit me in December! The 15-23. -Bounces- I'm excited. I have no clue what we are going to do, since nothing will really be open...but we'll find stuff. My guess is that it will be movies, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who doesn't understand my obsession with bentos, look here: &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/kitsa_sakurako/sets/72157594570556057/"&gt;AWSOME CHICKS BENTOS!&lt;/a&gt; Tell me thats not niffty! Did you see the lobster...made out of tomatoes? How about the geisha girl made from an egg, or the heron? LOOK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, that is it for today. I've got class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4870864982390313218?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4870864982390313218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4870864982390313218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4870864982390313218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4870864982390313218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/09/foot-flakes.html' title='Foot flakes'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-8107310972522946104</id><published>2008-09-07T21:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:52:32.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Usstan ssrig'luin foluss ulu telanth ulu. Drill Usstan ssrig'luin tlu suust.Usstan inbal nau uss ulu telanth ulu gil'ssrigghinn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-8107310972522946104?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8107310972522946104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=8107310972522946104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8107310972522946104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8107310972522946104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/09/usstan-ssrigluin-foluss-ulu-telanth-ulu.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-3344769280681850834</id><published>2008-08-28T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T12:06:58.914-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Flops over-</title><content type='html'>Hi there! You didn't get a post the entire time I was on break. Poor you? Though, break wasn't that long. Aug 1-25th. I started school Monday, and let me tell you. I was exhausted when I came home. Who would have thought that sitting in school chairs all day would exhaust you? It did. I have Anatomy and Physiology at 8 M-Th. On Mondays, after that class gets out at 10, I have to wait until 2pm for my next class. So, I sat in the cafeteria that whole time, doing word searches for lack of anything better to do. Sad, yes? Wednesdays gets an extra class added in at 10, so that takes up an hour. Then its more sitting until 2. I don't want to drive all the way home and waste the gas. Tuesday and Thursday I have A&amp;P, but it only meets from 50 minutes. My brother started school though, and has class until 12:15 those days though, so, I still wait at the college for him to get done. Today I came home though. I was going to go back and get him, but his friend gave him a ride home. :D That was nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favorite place to shop: IchibanKanUSA.com. Everyone knows of my love for bento boxes and bento supplies. This site sells them, for prices they SHOULD be. Most people bring them to the US and sell them for MUCH more than they are sold for in Japan. For example, egg molds are like 2 dollars for 2. They're sold for 9-12 here for ONE. Thank goodness for Ichiban Kan. I'm in love. I love the fact that I can spend 20 dollars on that site, and have like 15 things. You can't even do that at Walmart! You can't do that really anywhere. 20 dollars is usually only one thing! They also sell some food and lots of other things on that site that are pretty cool. I, of course, am mainly interested in the bento supplies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go watch The Little Mermaid. :D You're never to old for Disney movies...and if you are...22 isn't in the too old category!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-3344769280681850834?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3344769280681850834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=3344769280681850834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3344769280681850834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3344769280681850834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/08/flops-over.html' title='-Flops over-'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-1588763499671510681</id><published>2008-07-30T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T17:27:33.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Insert happy face- :D</title><content type='html'>Hi! Miss me? I've been busy with school and what not. But, that ends tomorrow! Then I can finally catch up on some reading. I have two books to read. I need to read the sequal to The Looking Glass Wars- Seeing Red. I have been wanting to read this for a while. I HAVE it, I just haven't gotten to it! Also, Gail Carson Levine has another one out that I found today called Ever. Of course, I bought it, so, I will be playing catch up! That is something I highly look forward to doing. I have a mini break before the next semester starts on the 25th of August.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schoooool. Next semester I'll be taking Chemistry and Anatomy and Phisiology, and Medical Terminology. I can also apply for the nursing program next semester. I really really hope I get in. If not, I have to cool my heels for a year and try again. If I don't, I think I'll take the Microbiology class. We had a unit on it this week, an intro, where we learned to gram stain and identify some bacteria. It was actually really fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if I don't get in, I'll just work full time and save up some money. Maybe I'll take that chinese class they just started. That would be really interesting to take! I wish I could just plug myself into something and download every language into my head. I already told my parents what I wanted for Christmas, my only gift. It will be Rosetta Stone, Japanese. I'm so excited, even though that is months and months off. But I wanted it so bad, and, well, I'll be getting the first set. Or disc, however its sold. I know its sold in levels or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm. I guess I better go study for my final tomorrow...On the reproductive system. Fuuuun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-1588763499671510681?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1588763499671510681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=1588763499671510681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1588763499671510681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1588763499671510681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/07/insert-happy-face-d.html' title='-Insert happy face- :D'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-3540337247690574931</id><published>2008-07-18T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T15:25:13.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello. :D</title><content type='html'>I'm aware I need to blog more often. I'm afraid, however, that my life isn't all that interesting. So, I never know what to write. I don't have some pretty story to tell you about like fixing up a house, lol. I have pictures from the fourth of July, but I can't find my cord...and they arn't of Tim McGraw anyway? I know, awww, right? Well, the concert was great. -Massive hugs to Sissy.- Lots of good songs. Coming home that night wasn't so fun, because of my brother. Over all, the night was okay though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum has me reading the blog of this girl who is fixing up a house, and now I want to do the same thing. Except, I need a bit of land on it to grow food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in Anatomy and Physiology right now, and I hate it. I honestly, don't want to be a nurse. I don't know what I want to be, but my option is SWIC, and thats the best paying option out of SWIC. I have my degree in Office Administration, but those jobs don't pay well enough to support yourself alone, let alone a kid when I chose to have one. Oh well, right? That's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post has been like, two or three days in the making, and its not very long, lol.  I have to end it here though, because I need to study for the class I hate for the job I don't truly want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-3540337247690574931?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3540337247690574931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=3540337247690574931' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3540337247690574931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3540337247690574931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-d.html' title='Hello. :D'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-1493179629651892823</id><published>2008-06-24T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:15:23.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rant.</title><content type='html'>I'm not in a good mood, so, I am going to rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st rant: Inconsiderate people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but, I was taught that if you're going to be late, you let someone know BEFORE YOU ARE LATE. Do people realize how fucking rude it is to leave someone waiting for FOUR hours, and then after they're totally pissed off you take the 30 seconds needed to type the late email and send it? Seriously. Yeah, something came up and that's fine. Cool, whatever. That's NEVER the part that pisses me off. What pisses me off is the fact that the 30 seconds that was taken four hours later, could have been done four hours before. Are the people who come to hang out so rude that when you say "Hey, I KNOW she's waiting, let me just tell her really fast." they tell you no? That's bullshit. Pure and simple. I never ever ever do that to you. Hell, I even send a note if I even THINK I might not be here or will be late. I just don't fathom how people can be so rude. This gets me more than people saying "Seen" when it should be "saw". I don't know anything that pisses me off more than this. THIS alone is enough to make me smite every single person on the planet and live alone with the animals. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd rant: SEEN and Saw.&lt;br /&gt;LEARN IT. I seen is NOT proper. I saw is. If you really MUST use seen and I together, put have in there! "I have seen" I'm going to slap the next person who says I seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit(an hour later): It doesn't just apply to I...it also goes for everything else. We, they, he, her, she, etc. You can not seen something. Something can be seen. Basically, something has to go between the the person seeing, and the word seen. Usually have. Unless its a question. Have I seen what? Just for reference, I'll give more examples!&lt;br /&gt;I saw&lt;br /&gt;I have seen&lt;br /&gt;She saw&lt;br /&gt;She has seen&lt;br /&gt;It was last seen&lt;br /&gt;I last saw&lt;br /&gt;They have seen&lt;br /&gt;They saw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the picture? Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd rant: My cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do NOT need to be told, on a daily basis, the different ways Dink lays. Yes, I know he crosses his paws and yes, I know he sits like a human and/or meerkat. I've known this for a long time. Hell, he's been my cat for at least two years longer than you've been here. I know all the ways he sits. I know all his pathetic excuses for meows. I know all of his looks. I know he's cute. I do not need it detailed to me in slow-motion play by play. Save it for football, in which case, I have the remote to change the channel. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th rant: My hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck this shit. I'm straightening it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th rant: Not everyone is lying, and people ARE capable of doing things without ulterior motives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everywhere I go, people are just...assuming everyone around them is lying. They assume they have ulterior motives. They only pick up on the negative things everyone has done. People obviously can't do anything nice or right. And, yeah, I know I'm complaining right now, but this is my rant post. Do you people EVER get sick of only looking for the bad things? "This person didn't do this" or "This person didn't do that"...and hey, when they did do something right/nice/etc....you pick it apart until you find fault with it. I know I get into moods where I do this too, but, its not the only thing I ever seem to do. I'm so sick of it. Its everywhere I go, and its made me try harder not to complain about things because I don't want to be like these people.  I don't want to be AROUND these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th rant: School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of school. I don't ever want to go again. If it wasn't necessary that I do go, I wouldn't. Of course, gotta have that job that will help support a family, so I don't even have much choice. I also don't have much choice in programs either, because all I can afford is SWIC (or as it was called back in the day "Bring a Crayon" *BAC-Belleville Area College) and their best program is nursing. That pretty much limits the options, doesn't it? I did finish one degree there, Office Administration...only to find out, I make more doing grunt work at the hospital. Sad.  I don't even truly 100% want to be a nurse. I actually DO have a dream, but no access to whats needed to accomplish that, no money had I the access, and a responsibility that I can't and wouldn't ever just drop so I could do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th rant: See rant 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th rant: Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of getting phone calls asking where missing stuff is. I work SATURDAY and SUNDAY. If it went missing during the week, how the fuck am I going to know where it went? Logic is a wonderful thing. Use it. I'm also tired of these emails telling me something needed to be/wasn't done when I wasn't even there. The fuck? Of course I didn't do it, I was on another floor/home! What about the other people working? Are they not capable of doing it? How about the secretary that just sits there from 3-11 picking her chin hair?(Not an angry joke, complete truth there.)I have started HATING  getting up and going into that place, like, with a passion. Its to the point where, if I didn't need money, I would quit or call off every day until they fired me. As it is, I DO need money, and my current degree doesn't pay enough to support me. Off to school for Cho then, hm? -Searches USA jobs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally, Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-1493179629651892823?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1493179629651892823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=1493179629651892823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1493179629651892823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1493179629651892823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/rant.html' title='Rant.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-8003530096623836942</id><published>2008-06-20T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T19:56:46.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams...</title><content type='html'>Are dreams meant to be followed? Or are they supposed to remain dreams, out of reach and shining far above your head...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-8003530096623836942?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8003530096623836942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=8003530096623836942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8003530096623836942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8003530096623836942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/dreams.html' title='Dreams...'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-3538928896193406100</id><published>2008-06-12T13:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T14:00:46.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Muwaha</title><content type='html'>I would like to say.....THAT I'M GOING TO SEE THIS MAN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.williamsclass.com/WebPage/Wood/Images/Jpeg/TimMagraw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.williamsclass.com/WebPage/Wood/Images/Jpeg/TimMagraw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On July 4th. It was my birthday present from Allyssa, my little "sister". She's taking meeee. I just got the ticket today. Feel free to be jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-3538928896193406100?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3538928896193406100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=3538928896193406100' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3538928896193406100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3538928896193406100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/06/muwaha.html' title='Muwaha'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-6400509129609822179</id><published>2008-05-16T09:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T09:19:29.510-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src=http://mabifiles.nexon.net/movies/openbeta/embed_movie/embed_video_4.swf wmode=transparent width=490 height=320 type=application/x-shockwave-flash pluginspage=http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-6400509129609822179?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6400509129609822179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=6400509129609822179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6400509129609822179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6400509129609822179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/plaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.html' title='Plaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-1553156199446362686</id><published>2008-05-11T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T08:12:42.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bento boxes, how I love thee.</title><content type='html'>I really do love bento boxes. I want lots of them, and ot make cute little lunches to go in them. I told Yami that from now on, on gift giving occassions to just give me bento boxes and chop sticks. &gt;&gt; And bento box supplies. That would be nice! I had more to say, but I forgot it, so for now I will leave you with my love of bento boxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-1553156199446362686?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1553156199446362686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=1553156199446362686' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1553156199446362686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1553156199446362686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/05/bento-boxes-how-i-love-thee.html' title='Bento boxes, how I love thee.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2325660989647245151</id><published>2008-04-25T16:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T17:04:41.442-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me dead</title><content type='html'>That's the name of the first song that plays on this page. Its by Ludo. I love it. Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel Nursing&lt;br /&gt;San Fransisco&lt;br /&gt;Seattle&lt;br /&gt;Dallas&lt;br /&gt;Rockland&lt;br /&gt;Tampa&lt;br /&gt;Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travel for self&lt;br /&gt;Japan&lt;br /&gt;Korea&lt;br /&gt;India&lt;br /&gt;China&lt;br /&gt;Egypt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Etc.&lt;br /&gt;Time off to go places like Puerto Rico and Sedona with my parents!&lt;br /&gt;Dancing at a club&lt;br /&gt;Out in general&lt;br /&gt;Something exciting that no one would expect me to do..&lt;br /&gt;Road trip to California to see Starlight&lt;br /&gt;Road trip to Maine to see Pooka&lt;br /&gt;Sing for people&lt;br /&gt;Four year school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure no one knows what that list is for, and won't...but I made it anyway. Its not really important. I think I'm going to go read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2325660989647245151?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2325660989647245151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2325660989647245151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2325660989647245151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2325660989647245151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-me-dead.html' title='Love me dead'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4269697415142597504</id><published>2008-04-24T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T22:54:30.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Papers suck?</title><content type='html'>I finally finished and turned in the 10 page paper on scrapbooking. (Actually, it was 8...the requirements were 8-10...9 with work cited..) And I never want to write another paper again. Like that will happen. Now I have to give a presentation and take in a display to go with my presentation.FUN! Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a poster for my Lit class. We didn't need one, but I did it for two reasons. One, to show someone up, purposely, and two..so the teacher would have to carry it to her car. xD It was a project we had to do anyway, and I had to redo the whole thing. My partners..grr...one did practically nothing, and the other..writes the way she speaks. How you speak/write among friends or in personal things is up to you.(Note, my grammar sucks in my journal?) Do not EVER give me your portion of the assignment that hasn't at least been checked by Word's grammar check. Seriously? Its for a grade! Would you turn that into your boss? (My guess is yes.)We were doing a story chart on Ella Enchanted. (This is a children's lit class.) I took the harder questions because I knew they weren't even trying to read the book, so at least the ones worth more would have a chance at full points. One of the questions I gave her was simply "List the themes of the story".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fairytale story yet less than a mo-rality play. Ella Enchanted weaves Cinderella's familiar." Her answer, word for word. I tried to just re-word it so it was still her idea, but I didn't know what her idea was. Eventually, I took the fairytale aspect from her words and wrote it myself. Her second theme I changed all together to love concurs all. I wish I'd could have done the project on my own. I usually have more patiences for partners, but these two...the one with bad grammar was nice and I liked talking to her in general, but when she handed me the paper that was typed the exact way she wrote, I wanted to cry. The second girl, you can tell didn't even read the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another group did The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe. They failed to look at the side of the book where it said "Book 2 of 7" and told everyone it was the first in the series. I've been reading them lately, and I like them. The Magician's Nephew is actually the first book. In it, you learn where the White Witch came from, where Narnia came from, where the wardrobe and Aslan came from...everything! I liked the first book a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest addiction has been Mabinogi. I play it day and night. Sad, hm? Its a great game. www.mabinogi.nexon.net If you sign up, I'm on the Ruairi server. Make your character on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...that's all for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4269697415142597504?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4269697415142597504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4269697415142597504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4269697415142597504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4269697415142597504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/papers-suck.html' title='Papers suck?'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-5666295591174713455</id><published>2008-04-18T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T03:24:48.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shake me, baby.</title><content type='html'>Guess how I woke up this morning? EARTHQUAKE. Seriously. An Earthquake. 5.4 magnitude. Weird hm? It actually wasn't on the New Madrid fault, which every is thinking it is. It was centered 127 miles away from St. Louis, near Evansville, Indiana. On the border of Illinois, basically. They haven't said which fault it is, but they are letting us know it IS NOT the New Madrid fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The New Madrid is the famous one, responsible for the huge earthquake in the St. Louis area in the 1800's. But anyway, now I'm awake an 5 Am. Guess I'll do some homework..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-5666295591174713455?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5666295591174713455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=5666295591174713455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5666295591174713455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5666295591174713455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/shake-me-baby.html' title='Shake me, baby.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2569934999755912089</id><published>2008-04-03T16:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T17:00:17.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you could live off books alone, I'd never die.</title><content type='html'>I joined Shelfari.com, its free, and can help you keep track of all the books you've read! You can review them, let people see what you have, what you want to read, etc. I like it. ^__^ They also have a widget to add to your journal, so I did! See? Over there on the right? I chose to do my currently reading list, since its got the fewest books. Only three, for now. I tend to read more than one book at a time. Its cute. I like it. Now you can see what I'm reading, if you were ever wondering? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a thing for retellings of fairy tales. I just finished reading &lt;em&gt;The Looking Glass Wars&lt;/em&gt;, and I loved it. Its the "true story" of Alice (Alyss) in Wonderland. Its not the happy, magical world we all see in the Disney movie. It even explains where the first book, the "real" one published forever ago, came from! Its still got the evil queen, and the cat...oooh, bet you didn't know these things about the cat!! You should definately pick it up. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, pick up &lt;em&gt;The Ill-Made Mute&lt;/em&gt;. Another good book, on my favorites list now. GO CHECK IT OUT AT THE LIBRARY! Or, for those of you to lazy to read who've got an Illinois library card, log on to listen-illinois and download it. Listen to it while you drive. Do it. Do it nooow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's really all I wanted to say at the moment. Also, I want to go see The Other Boleyn Girl or however its spelt. It looks interesting...I'm off to read some more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2569934999755912089?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2569934999755912089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2569934999755912089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2569934999755912089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2569934999755912089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-you-could-live-off-books-alone-id.html' title='If you could live off books alone, I&apos;d never die.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2871614707747295025</id><published>2008-03-27T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T07:39:38.932-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic Meows</title><content type='html'>Dink's mewing really is pathetic. Its more of a squeak. It reminds me of when you give a really quick squeeze to a squeak toy. That little "Eep" you get from it. I'm thinking that other cats would be all, "DINK! You ain't no cat yo!", because of his lack of a meow. That said. I love Dink, he sure is cute. I plan on grabbing him and snuggling him into oblivion once I'm done with this post....and maybe while I type it too, and he'll pretend to be all irritated with the love his mommy shows him, but I know he secretly loves it. If people stopped paying any attention to him he'd get depressed I bet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online Education KEEPS calling! They won't stop. Its like, attack of the phone calls! (I know, very creative, no?)I'm going to unplug all the phones and flush them down the toilett. Down the toilett is where everything that annoys me should go. -Points at random person- YOU! DOWN THE TOILETT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I really have no clue why I'm updating? Its not like I truly have something interesting to say, I'm just bored and prone to rambling. JOY! I don't want to got to class today. I will though, like a good girl, because that's what I do. I think I'm going to go roll around on the floor or something while I sing the Elmo's World theme song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2871614707747295025?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2871614707747295025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2871614707747295025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2871614707747295025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2871614707747295025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/03/pathetic-meows.html' title='Pathetic Meows'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4271259607189017340</id><published>2008-03-22T15:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T15:23:38.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Someone noticed I was gone!</title><content type='html'>My mum's friend noticed I hadn't updated. o__o People read me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you miss me? I've been gone! (Actually, I got back last Saturday but eh.) Would you like to hear of my adventures? Well, there wasn't really much adventure. Spring Break was great though. Yami came down, and we rented this rustic cabin out at Carlyle. This thing was tiny. My bedroom is, literally, bigger than this cabin, but it was so cute! It was two rooms, a full bed in the front and four bunks in the back. Small beds, but we fit! We kept our cooler in the back room and kept it closed off so that it would stay cold in there. We slept in the front room with the heater, lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one, excitement and squealing over cuteness (on my part. Yami squealing would be hilarious though.) Everything is going grand until we decide to cook. Hook everything up to the propane stove, and...nothing. No light at all. The gas is coming out, it gets heated from the match, but does not light. So, we can't cook! But! We are saved by the illegal rice cooker! (We weren't supposed to have it in the cabin) So, dinner is rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day two, we bought coals! So, we plan to put the pot over the coals. It doesn't go so well, it doesn't heat completely. The bottom heats, you stir to distribute, and the top goes cold again, so only the bottom was hot, and then the coals die, so we take it off....but..once again, we are saved by the rice cooker! The pot in the cooker heats up! Hot soup!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day three-Yami cooks over fire. Awwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From then on, we used the rice cooker for anything that needed to be heated up like that, and we were able to make eggs over the coals. OH! and our cooler..it froze everything. Milk, eggs, vegetables. Everything was frozen. It was great. Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't do much hiking (I did lose 4 lbs though), because we were to busy playing games. ^___^ We played Life, and I owned Yami. Then we played Killer Bunnies. I'm addicted to this game now. I wish there was someone here to play it with me, and I'd play it every day. We also played Disney Princess Uno a lot. Laptops were with us, so every night before we fell asleep, we watched Dead Like Me, and when that was over we had Alfred Hitchcock movies and Rose Red, and Spaceballs. Over all it was a fun trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last night is what scared the crap out of me. We're watching The Lady Vanishes, 11:30 at night, and I notice a light going through our window...so I get up and look out, and there is a man..right there..out the window. Then..7 more men, walking around our cabin. I tell Yami and she closes the computer and listens. I start bawling because I'm scared...and she..slides out of bed, grabs our only knife...a little steak knife..and then lays back in bed between me and the door, telling me just to stay in bed..eventually, they move to the other cabin, because they rented it! They thought ours was it or something, and we sat there for an hour, me all terrified and what not, hiding under the covers. Yeah, dudes, check in was at 3...in daylight....that was my scare! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that there was a squirrel that stole my spoons? Well, there was. I named him Rocko. He was cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm home, back to work and school. Man, I did not want to go to work after two weeks off. x.x But, here I am, typing this up so I can post it when I get home while I sing the song playing on the radio, which I only know because Yami put it on a cd for me. Sister Golden Hair Surprise or something like that. Well, off to do homework now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4271259607189017340?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4271259607189017340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4271259607189017340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4271259607189017340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4271259607189017340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/03/someone-noticed-i-was-gone.html' title='Someone noticed I was gone!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-745803712847051735</id><published>2008-03-03T17:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T17:44:24.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caaaaabin Cho!</title><content type='html'>I'm excited! No work this weekend. Yami gets here Friday. -Insert annoyingly loud squeal of happiness.- I'm just...hyper with excitement. There is still food and such to buy, but I'm waiting for Yami to get here. She was going to help buy food, and she wants me to wait. &gt;&gt; She probably thinks I'll buy icky stuff or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have her birthday present, since we are celebrating early. I'm also going to bake a cake! Funfetti with vanilla icing and redhots on top. Yes, red hots. Weirdo. I'm also making dinner for us if we don't get home to late. Kung Pao Shrimp. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're going to get lots of box meals that don't need anything but the box and water. I HAVE a cooler that blugs in, but I'm not sure how cold it will get and if it will keep MILK. I think it will keep other things that don't have to be super cold. We'll also get the fruits that are okay to sit out...basically ones you'd put in a fruitbowl. Apples and such. Eggies too! To bad no fresh ones from Yami's chickens. Also, rice cooker. &gt;&gt;;;;; Rice is yummy and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw a map of the campgrounds today. Our cabin is like, right on the lake almost. I don't think you can see it from the cabin, but you can walk! Maggie, a nurse I work with lives on the other side of the lake, and she says its beautiful. Quiet, wooded, lots of trails, etc. She might be out there that weekend too! She said if she is, she wants to see us. ANYWAY....I'm going now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-745803712847051735?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/745803712847051735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=745803712847051735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/745803712847051735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/745803712847051735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/03/caaaaabin-cho.html' title='Caaaaabin Cho!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-9097954409569548691</id><published>2008-02-25T08:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T08:57:07.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>o___o AN HOUR</title><content type='html'>So, today is the start of TAKE BETTER CARE OF YOURSELF CHO. &gt;&gt;;; And its off to a good start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and didn't eat bad things for breakfast, and worked right after! When I showered, I made sure to shave! (-Cough- Its winter..and I wear pants, why shave?) I also washed my hair and all that junk. It took much much longer. I was in the bathroom an hour. And then, the part I REALLY don't do when I have no where to go...I got fully dressed. Down to my shoes. O.O Haha. I'm such a loser, hm? I do have to go to work at 3, or is it 12, since I skipped the 10:00 one...because I was still in the bathroom. But, normally, I would have lounged around and got dressed/brushed teeth and all the stuff right before I left. I'm done with it all, so I can just walk out the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've planned out everything I'm going to eat today, too. All the point values and everything. So, I just have to follow the plan! And also drink my detox tea and my dieters tea. I need to record my days more often too, as I fail to do that, and thus suck and dont loose weight. Edit at 11:15: I was a good girl, and the second I got done MAKING lunch, which had two servings, I shoved half in the fridge. Before I even started eating. &gt;&gt; So I won't eat the whole thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plans today? Leave early and go to walmart to get uncoated asprin, witchhazel and rubbing alcohol. o.o To make &lt;a href="http://makeupforlife.blogspot.com/2006/02/say-buh-bye-to-ingrowns.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. Go to the meeting. Come home and clean my room, finish homework! Then, get my MS on with Prince Kinsie, if she's got the patch done. No shows tonight, so no tv. &gt;&gt; So, its a good day to play MS for a few hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to...do everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-9097954409569548691?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/9097954409569548691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=9097954409569548691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/9097954409569548691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/9097954409569548691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/02/oo-hour.html' title='o___o AN HOUR'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-7492905994888584814</id><published>2008-02-23T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T12:54:37.105-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Makeover and boredom at work</title><content type='html'>That's what I want. A makeover. Clothes and hair, maybe make-up. But, there isn't much I can do with my hair, since I'm going natural. I could flat iron it, if I found a GREAT GREAT GODLY heat protectant, but eh. Anyway, I'm not 15 anymore, and I think I'm outgrowing the hot-topic like clothes. Though I still love some of the styles in there, I need them to be less, teeniebopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kind of falling in love with the Onee-Gal style. &gt;&gt; A japan style. Onee-Gal is like..older sister..and Hime-Gyaru, which is princess girl, basically. Though the Hime style has a good deal of make up. And the hair is very time consuming. The hair is important, though I wouldn't want it as POOFY as they make theirs. Flatter, but those big ringlets is pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see...this is an example of Onee-Gal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alteregomaniacs.com/images/vivi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.alteregomaniacs.com/images/vivi.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/6269/cc5cp4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/6269/cc5cp4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hime, which is more over the topish with hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.japanlinked.com/about_japan/images/fashion/hime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.japanlinked.com/about_japan/images/fashion/hime.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spicycream.com/images/faq/gyaru/Himegyaru3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://spicycream.com/images/faq/gyaru/Himegyaru3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother is probably hyperventilating looking at those. They're so girlish. Haha. Before I can wear those dresses, I need to lose weight, but I can work on that, and figure out safe ways to make my hair nice. Make up. Hm. I think if I do it, I'll keep it light...very light. Mascara, eyeshadow, eyeliner and chapstick. If I work enough on my skin, I won't need icky gross foundations. I'm also not going to be to worried about BRANDS. Psh. I can't afford high-end brands, but I can still find things that look good together. Vivala Gordmans!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, by the time, I'm at work. They became a hotspot so people could access it while they are here. So, that's what I'm doing. I was able to get a good amount of homework done too! Isn't that great? I have three assignments and half a paper done. Ooooo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll update more later? Sure. Baai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-7492905994888584814?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7492905994888584814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=7492905994888584814' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7492905994888584814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7492905994888584814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/02/makeover-and-boredom-at-work.html' title='Makeover and boredom at work'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4283911495093274713</id><published>2008-02-19T07:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T07:25:57.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Postie Postie</title><content type='html'>I NEED ONE MORE PARAGRAPH! I can't think of enough to say to get onto the third page for my paper. -Sob- It has to be 3-4 pages, and I'm sorry, decribing this place is not going to take up three pages. I did get to the bottom of two though, and that's about all there is to describe! Gawd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy restarted her diet yesterday, and I'm starting today! (Joy, yes?) Obviously, I'm not going to be down the 15 I wanted to be down by the time Yami comes. &gt;&gt; But, next year when I see her I'll hopefully be at my goal! Wouldn't that be nice? It will be like magic! The incredible shrinking Cho! Fat one time, svelt the next! I need better will power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hair is BERUEIOUHJTFYALKJHEargh. Yeah. Though the waves of the new growth are pretty, they don't really fit in with all the straight stuff. What does that mean? My hair is only down when it gets washed. -.- At least for the next year until I do the "BC" or Big Chop, as its called on my hair board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh. For all of you who thought I no longer would be seeing the beautiful Lee Min-Ki because my show with him ended &gt;&gt; They are re-starting it! SCORE. So now I can stare at him and drool for another 4 weeks! If you would like to do the same, it will be on the AZN network (112 for me) at 9 my time. He plays Nam Bong-ki(or gi, depending on the spelling that night. Nam is the last name, you know how they use family before given and what not. Anyway, he's a guard for the Blue House (South Korean presidential house) SO watch him! -Giggles-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY! I got onto the third page! -Cough- At least its a rough draff today. &gt;&gt; DON'T WORRY! I'LL GET AN A! ITS WHAT I DO! Writing is mai thing, yo. (Though, usually with great grammar. -Grin-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to get ready for school. I should have gotten up earlier to work out. -.- But Nooooo, lazy bones Cho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4283911495093274713?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4283911495093274713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4283911495093274713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4283911495093274713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4283911495093274713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/02/postie-postie.html' title='Postie Postie'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2755746308796130294</id><published>2008-02-12T15:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-12T15:56:37.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rawr.</title><content type='html'>Hi. I'm mostly over my emo-ness and able to post here without pissing people off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day is coming up, and I have yet to be asked. YES, ASKED. o__o I don't do the asking, its your job. -Cough- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are going out to eat on Valentines day. I'm going to be doing homework. Yep. We don't really celebrate valentines day, as much as I'd like to. It would probably combust into flames. Yeah, the entire holiday. See, I'm a hopless romantic and Yami....is like..the death of romance. o__o If there was a grim reaper just for valentines day and cupid and what not, it would be Yami. All the cupids would be cut from the sky with her scythe. The arrows they shot would pierce the heart alright, and cause people to topple over dead. Boxes of chocolate everywhere would go up in flames until the streets flooded with a boiling chocolate river. And then, at the end of the day, while I sat on my roof to avoid drowning and watch the flames lick the sky and dance in pretty colors, she would magically appear next to me and grumble as she held out the only non-decapitated teddy holding a box of chocolates. "See what I did for you!" And we'd eat them and enjoy the show, after I told her that it was incredibly romantic, which it would be for her. THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. My Japanese Eggplant and Tofu wasn't the best. I liked it, Ill eat the rest, but I don't think I'll make it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited for camping next month. -Squeal- I calle, and they said the cabins have plug ins, so we can take our DS' and keep them charged! And our laptops if we want, to play the sims. I hope the weather's good, so we can go out hiking and find pretty places to read our books. Yeah, we're book/game worms so our camping trip prolly won't be as exciting as others, but it will be nice for us. I want to do it every year. I wonder if Wisconsin runs the same rustic cabin thing as Illinois. If so, we can do it up where she is too! Or, I can just make her come down here every year. o__o Either way, as much as I like her family,specially her mommy, its like they never leave each other alone. Something I'm not used to since my family does so, and often. And I LIKE to be left alone. It makes me happy. So we need to be somewhere out of her house so the left alone part of me doesn't go all crazy and destroy the world because I'm seeing people far to much. o__o THE GREATNESS OF BEING LEFT ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I need a dentist, and contacts. My glasses are broken, and I would like to be able to see when I look down without tilting my head. Dad wants to argue with me about who paid for my contact exams. He doesn't get that every time I've gotten one I'VE PAID OUT OF POCKET for it, by myself. But, you can't tell Daddy anything. He's a dad. Alright, I'm going to work on cleaning my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2755746308796130294?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2755746308796130294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2755746308796130294' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2755746308796130294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2755746308796130294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/02/rawr.html' title='Rawr.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-5217843521479624951</id><published>2008-02-06T11:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T11:47:01.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meh</title><content type='html'>Obviously, I haven't been in much of a journal mood. I haven't even wanted to look at people's journals. Yami talks about how I had the whole weekend to catch up to her, but I was already caught up. Her two posts since Monday only put her two ahead, now one with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been slacking on the pictures too. I have some on my camera, but I don't want to use them since they wern't taken today. I'll find one later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go buy seeds and start them so they'll be good and strong to plant outside in mid march. I'm thinking Tomatoes, Cauliflower, Blackberries in a pot, watermelon, strawberries in a pot, peppers, green beans and maybe some peas. I'll have to look and see what else can grow here. Maybe I should do a type of lettuce too? And I'll need eco friendly sprays to keep the pests away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emya's story sucks. Its not done, but I still don't like it. The one person who has read it, didn't even say anything about it after. Not one thing, not even a nod. So I most likely won't be putting it up. I'm not sure if I'll put more stories up or not. The Internet isn't a private place, and while my stories arn't any good by my hand, someone else could take them and make them better, and sell them. People steal that stuff all the time, so maybe I'll just keep my stories to myself. Even if I had a chance to get published, I don't know if I could do it. I sit in role play chats and watch people to uncreative to make their own character, butcher other peoples works. I used to read all the fanfiction, and am guilty of having written some, and I don't like them anymore. What right do I or anyone else have to take someone elses characters and change them to fit my liking. I would be beyond pissed if I went into a chat and found someone playing Dayan and Damian...or read a fanfiction where someone wasn't happy with Adrianna and Adrian, so they made them do what they wanted. (Of course, a book with Adrianna and Adrian wouldn't sell well because people would be angry over it....or it WOULD sell well for that reason...) The only person I can take tampering with my characters is Yami. I'd want to throw everyone else in jail for copyright infringment or however its spelt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-5217843521479624951?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5217843521479624951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=5217843521479624951' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5217843521479624951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5217843521479624951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/02/meh.html' title='Meh'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4542276086344939115</id><published>2008-01-28T11:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T12:06:42.315-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends</title><content type='html'>So, I'm behind two days worth of pictures. That's what happens on weekends! But, I have three pictures to make up. They arn't anything good, but pictures are pictures, yes? The first,for Saturday, because of work, is where I spend all my time at work, hiding. Its....dun dun dun duuuun...the nurses station!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture088.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note my stuff in the back? Yeah, boring, right? We have this itty bitty nurses station. We're a neglected floor, but we're the best. Employees want to come to us when they have to be in the hospital. Doctors like sending people to our floor because they say they get the best care. Haha. Maybe we can use that as leverage to get unit improvements! Like better toys for the kiddos. Sunday's picture is also worke themed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture092.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my expression, yes? Haha. Yeah. I was bored, can you tell? I had two patients. I got a lot of homework done that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For today, I finally got off my ass and worked out. I needed to, as I've been doing poorly. I did 30 min. on my bike. I probably should have gone longer, but its better than nothing. So, fitting today, my picture of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture094.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ignore my clothes and computer monitor. I love how the camera got the tv screen perfectly, even with the glare from the window. I've been watching "The Darkside" all day. Its been a marathon. Its this cheesy horror show. Little stories made up that are supposed to be scary. NOT. THOUGH, I did see Seth Green as a kid! I &lt;3 Seth Green. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to find slippers. My feet are freezing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4542276086344939115?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4542276086344939115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4542276086344939115' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4542276086344939115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4542276086344939115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/weekends.html' title='Weekends'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-8827003327922164541</id><published>2008-01-25T13:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:48:54.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moosie's Day Out</title><content type='html'>So, a few years ago, I don't actually remember how many, Kinsie-head Yami asked what I wanted for Christmas. I said I wanted a Moose....I got a Moose. (&gt;&gt; I tried with crocadile too, and got one!) Anyway, today Moosie, Katrin, Elephant and I all went out to play. I took my new camera around, and thus, there are several pictures of the day. Say hello to Moosie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R5pac-gZ0PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xe3ywKyGMxQ/s1600-h/Picture+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R5pac-gZ0PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xe3ywKyGMxQ/s320/Picture+066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159535776968069362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R5padegZ0QI/AAAAAAAAAEY/b2hzYmmy90M/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R5padegZ0QI/AAAAAAAAAEY/b2hzYmmy90M/s320/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159535785558003970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There he is just chillin' in a tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture082.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here he is hiding in a tree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture074.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, white water rafting! Without the raft...on frozen water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture083.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chillin' at the waterfall with his Cousin Elephant. Yes, Moosie is bigger than an elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture084.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There..lovin' on me. Told you that you had competition, Yami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture086.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moosie and Elephant again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture085.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elephant and his acorn hat. (Hey...what can I say, he's German)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurray for multiple pictures of the day! But, yeah, that's what we did all day, and my thighs hurt from it. I do believe with this post....I pass up Yami. ^__^ And even though its not "long" text wise, it counts because there is a picture of me in it! And pictures I took...not found!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-8827003327922164541?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8827003327922164541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=8827003327922164541' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8827003327922164541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8827003327922164541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/moosies-day-out.html' title='Moosie&apos;s Day Out'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R5pac-gZ0PI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xe3ywKyGMxQ/s72-c/Picture+066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4019524039360082542</id><published>2008-01-24T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T16:54:38.763-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tracker, Picture of the day</title><content type='html'>So, I put a tracker on my journal, just to see who came to see it. I didn't think anyone other then my Yami, mom, gamma and Starlight looked at it, but apparently people from Staunton and Belleville click me from my mother's journal. I don't know who they are, but oh well. Enjoy my emo-ness?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got new books! I love books. My house is just going to be a library and I'll never leave it. Let's see. I got "Mina" which is a story about the girl Dracula was in love with, its supposed to be what happened after he was dead. How she couldn't just go back to living a normal victorian life. "Dynasty of Rogues" is a sci-fi girlie love story. o__o I didn't think they existed, but they do! Just hard to find. "A Song for Summer" by Eva Ibbotson. I loved her book "A Countess Below Stairs" so I picked up another one. ^__^  And then, and even more rare find, a girly love MANGA! Kashimashi! And its cuuuute. I heart it and plan to buy more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a little time before class, so I'm making up for my short post. &gt;&gt; So Yami can't say it doesn't ocunt. I'm feeling slightly better. Slightly, but it doesn't really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to buy scrub pants yesterday. I went to Life on the mall, 22 bucks for a pair of scrub pants, that were the same style you can get at Walmart. So I went there, 12-14 bucks for those! The only suckie part was not ONE pair of black pants in my size, or one size lower. So, I still can't wear my black scrubs. I'll be able to wear most of the others though, and once I can fit into the ones my brother bought me, it will give me more pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been doing well on my diet, I really need to...behave? Yep. Behave. Or I'll never be smaller by the time Yami comes in March. -Pout.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New story up, not the Emya one, but new regardless. Emya isn't done yet, I'm still writing. I think it might get harder, because I don't know EXACTLY what Renor would do, if I make her participate more often. Yes, that bugs me because I can't stand when people take other people's characters and just make them do what they want. (Sheesh do Newbs in Role Play get on my nerves with that.) No one can ever write a character as well as the person from who's soul it came. I know I can get closer than anyone else, because the character was created for mine, and I have a pretty good idea of how she acts and thinks, but I know I'll still be off. The only one I could probably write close to perfect is Damian. &gt;&gt; At least, if its a story where Dayan is involved. I have another peeve with stories. I hate reading about stories that go talk about characters being with who they're not supposed to be with. More so if they go into DETAIL. That's why I can't, and won't read Broken anymore. With Damian its worse than others. Mentioning in passing during an RP is one, but reading details is another. Its uncomfortable and generally upsetting. More so since my characters are very very much a part of me, and I find myself getting upset when they are. (Yes, I'm a weird one, arn't I?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't work out Tuesday or Wednesday. I have to today after school. And tomorrow, so that I have at least three days this week. I've ate decently. Maybe not the best choices, but in my point range. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I better go do this homework junk. I already wish the semester was over. I can't stand math classes. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to do a picture of the day! (This is an obvious afterthought, since its after my signature) No theme, just randomness. I'll take a picture of something I see and like, or don't like....whatever. Just to have a picture! Today's picture of the day, me and my Mommy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R5kLIOgZ0OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jb3shfd5sM8/s1600-h/Picture+065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R5kLIOgZ0OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jb3shfd5sM8/s320/Picture+065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159167084090478818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4019524039360082542?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4019524039360082542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4019524039360082542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4019524039360082542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4019524039360082542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/tracker.html' title='Tracker, Picture of the day'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R5kLIOgZ0OI/AAAAAAAAAEI/jb3shfd5sM8/s72-c/Picture+065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-5155439802139564608</id><published>2008-01-23T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T20:43:56.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pathetic</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling very pathetic and 2nd place right now. No. I won't go into detail, because I'm sure no one actually gives a damn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on a story about Emya. She's the one most in my head right now. Probably because of the way Renor treats her. Anyway, I have five written pages. Not a lot, but oh well. I won't post it until its done...or maybe I won't bother to post it all. Probably the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how much longer I can put up with a lot of things. Knowing me, I won't do anything about it though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not up to a full post right now. Crying seems more like it. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-5155439802139564608?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5155439802139564608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=5155439802139564608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5155439802139564608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5155439802139564608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/pathetic.html' title='Pathetic'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2122391260601271913</id><published>2008-01-22T10:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T10:29:31.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad girls play Pokemon ^_~</title><content type='html'>So, I skipped class today. Well, the first two. I'm going to the last one, since it only meets once a week. &gt;&gt; I get three skips. One now, one in the middle, and one at the end, is how I spaced them out! So, what have I been doing? I've been catching those blasted pokemon. I swear, my army of Bidoofs, Starlys and Shinxs can take over the world with their annoyingness! Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see Sweeny Todd! My brother said he'll take me on his next check. That means next Friday. ^___^ Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest story pretty much tells how I'm feeling right now. Hm. I'm thinking of writing Emya, or Lysander. Star has stopped talking, at least when it comes to the story, so she's not going to be finished for a while. (15 more pokemon to catch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to make this a long post, because apparently Yami thinks short posts shouldn't count. -Sticks tongue out- So, this one will be slightly longer if it means I have to ramble about nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan is laying on my legs. If she leaves one of those disgusting clots of fur on my blanket again, I'm going to shave her, I swear it. She's so gross to touch. -Shudder-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been FIVE months since my last relaxer. The itching has stopped, but the detangling is still a bitch. Its okay though. I can do this. ^^ And in one year, I will cut off the straight! (If its long enough. If its to short and I'll look like a boy...no...and..13 pokemon left to catch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should go work out before I have to leave at 2:15 for class at 3. I'm thinking that I'll work out at 6 instead though. I started a weight loss journal on here though, so yeah. So Starlight won't be alone one it! We'll be journal buddies! Yay? I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want these foot detox patch things they use in Japan. I think I might order them, depending on my check and the buying of scrubs. Did I tell you that my FAVORITE scrub pants split, all up the front to bare my undie-clad wooha to the stuffed animals on my bed? Luckliy I wasn't at work yet! That would have been death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm going to finish catching these pokemon before class. o___o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2122391260601271913?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2122391260601271913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2122391260601271913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2122391260601271913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2122391260601271913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/bad-girls-play-pokemon.html' title='Bad girls play Pokemon ^_~'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-3408308526300398336</id><published>2008-01-21T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T16:40:07.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught up!</title><content type='html'>This post makes 21. That means I'm caught up with Yami. Yaaay! Now Katie needs to catch up with us? xD Haha. I'm not wanting to go to school tomorrow. I hate being there until 6pm, because of Childrens Lit. At least its only once a week. I'd rather twice week shorter times though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm "reading" The Ill Made Mute. I love it. Actually, it's playing in my car on cd. People should read/listen to it. It really is good. I love the detail. My heart breaks for the mute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New short story, real...not any good, but up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to record more cds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-3408308526300398336?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3408308526300398336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=3408308526300398336' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3408308526300398336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3408308526300398336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/caught-up.html' title='Caught up!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-7991378833399079971</id><published>2008-01-20T21:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T21:54:07.991-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr.</title><content type='html'>So, my brother pissed me off. I almost killed him. o.o We're okay now though. But, he's still going to get hit as soon as I can find a candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work this week was okay. I started with 11 patients yesterday, and and got to 1 in under four hours. THAT was nice. Really nice.I played my video game all day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to work out a lot tomorrow, and be really good, so hopefully I will still be 208 next week. Instead of going up. BAD BAD BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a story about Yami and I...but I can't write her...and she said she can't write us, so no story. -Pouts-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention we got the cabin? I dunno if I did. BUT WE DID! And, I'm excited! Yaaay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm going to play some more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-7991378833399079971?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7991378833399079971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=7991378833399079971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7991378833399079971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7991378833399079971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/grr.html' title='Grr.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-5043684954586411500</id><published>2008-01-18T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T09:48:11.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Purr-</title><content type='html'>Last night was a good night. I'm in a good mood. Everything is good. Yep yep yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got..40 of the 81 pokemon Yami needs. x.x This is taking forever! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was gonna do a long entry, but I'll do it later. Now, I'm going to go shower and go to the mall!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-5043684954586411500?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5043684954586411500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=5043684954586411500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5043684954586411500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5043684954586411500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/purr.html' title='-Purr-'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-6523950449083486997</id><published>2008-01-16T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T03:54:58.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cut</title><content type='html'>We have to read a book called "Cut" in class. I don't want to read it. I don't want to be reminded of crying myself to sleep worrying about someone who did that to themselves. But no, it's required so I have to be reminded of it when I just wanted to leave it in the past because that person doesn't do it anymore. I'm not looking forward to it at all. I'd rather go re-read The Perks of Being a Wallflower. I love that book. Yami bought it too! Though, she's not in love with it like I am. I also have about 1000 other books to read, that I actually want to read. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Points to the time- FIVE-THIRTY AM. I woke up because my lip split open. -Grumbles- So now I'm up. I'll probably pass out again in an hour, but for now, I'm up. If I'm smart, I'll wait for mom to get up, and then hop on my bike. Unfortunatly, I'm not sure when she'll wake. If she has work today, soon. I don't want to wake her with my bike. -Grin- I was down three more pounds on weigh in yesterday. That makes 5 total. I was also able to stay on my bike 10 more minutes, for 40 total. I rode 8 miles instead of 5.5. I know its not a lot, but when you're so out of shape like me, it feels good to know you got 8 miles in. Maybe I should strength train today? Though, I want to see if I can get to 10 miles on the bike today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started campus classes yesterday! I'm dreading the later chapters in Algebra. I think I'm going to buy a really good calculater. My English and Lit classes seem like they are going to be good. I need "A"s in all of these classes, of course. The higher the grade, the more likely I'll be accepted to the nursing program. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of English. My teacher is adorable and small. She also does roller-derby, which you wouldn't think of by looking at her. Anyway, our paper for the semester is going to be on a sub-culture. It can be any sub-culture we want. I'm thinking about doing Scrapbookers. I see my mother do it all the time, and I know a lot of people who do it. I tried it and just couldn't get into it, so why not find out why other people get so into it? I'm trying to decide if the "artifact" paper should be on camera's, photographs or paper. The biggest aspects of scrapbooking. Maybe I should pick something different like the Cricut or punches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami has 70 something pokemon she needs to trade me. That's going to take me a while to catch. It will take even longer to trade! Unlike Harvest Moon, getting Pokemon up on the wifi takes forever. That was the only reason I ever hated trading with pokemon. I also wished that you could access ALL your pokemon in the trade room, but that wasn't a hate factor. I'll do it, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More jumping topics! I'm the only Nursing major in my Lit class. I'm the only Nursing major in a lot of classes this semester. EVERYONE is in Education! It almost makes me happy I didn't go that route like I had planned. It also makes me happy I'm not seeing a lot of Nursing majors in these pre-req classes. Less people means more of a chance to get in! I'm not worried about grades to much. "A"s are what I do, though I know I'll have to work a little harder in some of these classes than what would normally get me an "A". I don't mind working harder. Moreso when it gets me to where I want to be, a Nurse. Also, I have to relax a little. NOT getting an A isn't the end of the world. I know a lot of nurses who DIDN't get straight "A"s. I also know a lot of nurses who are to stupid to be nurses, and if they can make it, I can. Not to say I want to be a stupid nurse. I don't. Stupid nurses don't have a great career. They get stuck in an easy job, afraid to move on because they won't be able to handle it. I'm not going to be like that. I have several people at school telling me I should just go to Med School to be a Pediatrician. That sounds interesting, but I could never afford that, and I don't want the loans on that. Also, it would take much longer than I have planned. If all goes well, I'll be done with nursing when I'm 23/24. I can work a year on the Unit and get PALs certified and Peds certified, then travel 2 years to the states I've picked out, until we find a place we want to stay. Buy a house, and have a child! (Twins if I'm lucky!) Of course, plans don't always work out, but I like to have the base there, even if it gets off track. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Time to decide if I go back to sleep, or go find breakfast! I'm thinking stay up, but we'll see, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-6523950449083486997?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6523950449083486997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=6523950449083486997' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6523950449083486997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6523950449083486997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/cut.html' title='Cut'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-4985004170937249841</id><published>2008-01-11T16:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T16:50:02.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Christmas!</title><content type='html'>Damn! I'm two behind Yami now, with this post! -Pouts- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late Christmas. Very late. &gt;&gt; I got my stuff from Yamikins-head for Christmas on Wednesday! I goooot a pretty pair of chop sticks, they're red like. I've used them like three times already. Umm, a new earing for my top cartilage hole. I new navel ring, which is a dragon. I got a cd she made me and a new video game. Yaaay. All the jewelry is in. I haven't put the game down and the cd is in my car to listen to on the trips to and from work. I've listened to it twice so far. ^___^ I &lt;3 it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I "cheated" and looked at the scale today. Down another pouuund. Yaaay. So, hopefully it will stay gone on weigh-in day on Tuesday. I hope so. I'm really trying to be good and get healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mailed off the letter for that cabin today. I hope we get it. o.o If not, I have no clue what we are going to do that entire time. Something out of the house as much as possible or Mommeh might smite me. -Hides-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother and Matthias were both up or a promotion at the same time. Matthias got it, so everyone else was bummed cause we wanted Tubby to get it. Hm. I've used Matthias' name in here..oh well. We're hoping since he got it, he'll move out faster! Yay! We doubt it, but we can dreeeeam. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts next week. I have class on Tuesday and Thursday. Tuedays I'm there until 5:50. Thursdays until like 1:45. I also have two online classes. These are the classes that actually go toward the nursing degree, so I need to do really well in all of them. Sociology isn't going to be fun. But, at least I don't have Mr. Darnell again. He was nice and all, but he NEVER stayed on subject and then the tests were about the things he DIDN'T teach us and it wasn't in the book. I'm hoping this class isn't the same. I'm all for teachers telling stories if it helps us relate to what we are supposed to try to be learning. If it has nothing to do at all, and that's all you do in every class, please give me a different teacher. I try hard and I work hard for my grades. I can't stand teachers who don't do what I'm paying all the money I have to learn. I don't have time for that. If I wanted to blow my money, I'd have all the pretty tattoo's I wanted, or something. Another thing I can't stand is when you've tried over and over to figure something out and just don't understand it...and a teacher refuses to help you figure out what you're doing wrong. Hello? What the fuck are you for then? -Twitch- I have bad teacher issues. There have been great teachers, like Dr. Tina Dierkes. More teachers should be like her. I love when you get a teacher that LOVES what they do. They realize they are there to teach you, to help you get it when you've tried and just don't, they're enthusiastic about what they do and always willing to LEARN themselves. She is an amazing teacher and I wish there were more out there like her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be dividing this into more posts so I can catch up with Yami. Its odd that she has more posts than me. Usually, its the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Star keeps telling me to write her story, but she won't tell me what she wants me to write anymore. And if she does, its like a paragraph at a time. There are others who want their stories told, but she won't let them until she's done. I guess this is what happens when you have all these characters inside you. Sometimes I wonder if I have to many characters. But I know they are a part of me. Sometimes I don't know where I'd be without my characters. One of my favorite things to do when I'm bored is play out scenes in my head. Let them have a little time out to tell a story. Of course, its not as acurate as if the other half was there, but those are all in Yami. Luckily, I know most of her characters well enough that I can usually guess what they would do in the situation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY. I just went through 64oz of water. I'm guessing you know what that mean. I have to scamper off. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-4985004170937249841?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/4985004170937249841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=4985004170937249841' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4985004170937249841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/4985004170937249841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/late-christmas.html' title='Late Christmas!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-8134456963361681941</id><published>2008-01-08T12:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:35:30.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grr to the Kitchen</title><content type='html'>I hate eating around people. Everyone knows that. That's why I go down and get food when no one is around. So, today I go down to make lunch, and I start doing the dishes while I'm waiting for it to cook...and down comes Matthias. He starts cooking too. I hate eating around people so much, that I took my food off the stove and went back upstairs. I'll finish cooking later. Now I'm sitting here typing this as I wait for him to get out. The only people I can tolerate eating in front of is my immediate family and Yami. That's why, at school, I rarely ate. When we go out to eat, I have to sit in the least noticable spot. THE INSIDE of the booth, facing away from where the most peopl are. At work, I eat where no one is, or on my floor, I eat in the back cubicle, it faces away from everyone and there is a wall thingie on each side. If I have to eat around people, and they can clearly see me, chances are highly likely I won't at all or will barely eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really hungreh too, and I know he'll be in there forever. -Sigh- At least I won't over eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; My workout was kind of a cheat today. I did an hour and a half of....DDR. Yep. Why not do something fun, right? I'm down 2 lbs this week, so that's good. Hopefully I'll hit that 20lb mark by the time Yami comes. Or maybe 15. That would be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Ima play some HM now, and wait to eat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-8134456963361681941?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8134456963361681941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=8134456963361681941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8134456963361681941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8134456963361681941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/grr-to-kitchen.html' title='Grr to the Kitchen'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-5624612985685491182</id><published>2008-01-06T20:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T20:18:25.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"They don't care what you think, its not what they think."</title><content type='html'>"They don't care what you dream, its not what they dream."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was very right when I wrote that poem. I want to write something beautiful to get what is inside me out, but its not working. I guess I'll settle for a journal post that doesn't tell everything for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So often, I wish I could just lock the door to my room and it would become someplace new. I live in my own world in here because I'm happier to do so. I don't have to deal with all the bullshit, hypocrits, fakeness and everything else. I don't have to go to work. I don't have to pretend to be the person everyone wants me to be. I don't have to put a smile on. I don't have to hide who I am. I guess I'm a coward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the hours of 7 and when I fall asleep at night or midnight, I don't have to pretend. I'm allowed to be upset. When I asked "what do you think", it actually matters. How I feel inside actually is important. I don't have to pretend that the things I feel arn't really there so everyone will be happy. There is so much inside me that I have to hide from everyone. Its nice that between those hours, I have two people that I can truely be myself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember one time when I was younger I actually fell for the "I want to know what you think" line. I got in so much trouble. I've never once done it again. I just nod, say okay and shake my head when asked if there is anything I want to say. I remeber that so much, that I don't stand up for myself anymore. I can't say when things are not fair at work. I can't tell Yami that she's hurting me and that something isn't fair...and stick to it. How many times have I backed down on the two most important dreams I have, Kinsie? I always back down again. But this isn't about you or to make you feel bad. It isn't about anyone, really. When I don't want to do something, I can't turn people down because they'll get pissed at me. I'm sure people will read this and think "I care what you feel and think" and I say bullshit. Because as soon as I tell you,  you won't like it, it will upset you or piss you off and then everyone will hear what a bitch or bad person I am. And quite honestly, I don't want to put up with that. I'm not allowed to be a person, apparently. There really is only two people that its safe to be myself around. Yami and Katie. I don't have to hide anything at all from them. Ever. The next person I'm closest to is my brother, and I can't even tell him the things inside my head and heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm...so tired of not being able to be a person. And..if this entry pisses the majority of you off....then...at the moment, I don't care....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-5624612985685491182?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/5624612985685491182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=5624612985685491182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5624612985685491182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/5624612985685491182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/they-dont-care-what-you-think-its-not.html' title='&quot;They don&apos;t care what you think, its not what they think.&quot;'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-8228319220441892949</id><published>2008-01-03T17:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T17:58:02.587-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Postie!</title><content type='html'>Another post! Yami is three ahead of me. So, I need to catch up, don't you think? Apparently, one of Yami's pet peeves is something I do. She cant stand when people take ice randomly out of the tray. I do that because I can't stand trying to get the irst one out if it doesn't come out on the first try! So MLEH! Unless you plan on getting all my Ice for me Kinsie-Head. ^__^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking through this book of recipies and they all sound good. I can't wait to try them out! I'm going to make a menue and follow it. It will help me be healthier and not eat frozen meals all the time. That would be wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO CHAIR for my computer desk, so I either habe to stand there and look at it, or I have to kneel..both gets annoying after a while. Anyway, time to go play with Yami. And..to figure out points for more of these recipies and to plan a menue for next payday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-8228319220441892949?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/8228319220441892949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=8228319220441892949' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8228319220441892949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/8228319220441892949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/postie.html' title='Postie!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-6789792721868088483</id><published>2008-01-02T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T21:06:58.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mew..</title><content type='html'>So, yeah. Its the new year. Woopie? I'm feeling very...not friendly and pleh. I'm feeling that a lot of things arn't worth it. I'm also feeling like a great whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yami wants an update. What do I want to update? I worked out today..and stuck to my diet for the most part. I found out my "friend" gets to go to Japan. I want to go. I want to win the lottery and have lots of money. I want to live in..San Fransisco. I want to do a lot of things that are never going to happen. o.o...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of things will never happen in my life. Hm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in love with the Korean shows...and Lee Min Ki. -Giggle- He's pretty. And nooow...I'm going to go pout because my box isn't here still.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-6789792721868088483?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6789792721868088483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=6789792721868088483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6789792721868088483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6789792721868088483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2008/01/mew.html' title='Mew..'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-2331844665861112029</id><published>2007-12-25T19:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:02:18.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas..</title><content type='html'>I said I'd update with what I got..so, here it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him t-shirt and hoodie&lt;br /&gt;2 Gir hoodies&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter Hoodie&lt;br /&gt;Car Stereo&lt;br /&gt;Pretty Box&lt;br /&gt;Fake books&lt;br /&gt;Candles&lt;br /&gt;Clock that I can hide things in&lt;br /&gt;Emily Kitty hoodie&lt;br /&gt;Hemp Hoodie&lt;br /&gt;The rest of Sex in the City&lt;br /&gt;The first to seasons of The Closer&lt;br /&gt;Gir slippers&lt;br /&gt;Scrubs&lt;br /&gt;Incense&lt;br /&gt;Incense burner shaped like a hydra dragon.&lt;br /&gt;I know there is more but I can't remember off the top of my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got the realization that I am a complete idiot and I'll believe anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-2331844665861112029?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/2331844665861112029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=2331844665861112029' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2331844665861112029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/2331844665861112029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas..'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-3051438024327421591</id><published>2007-12-18T20:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:50:57.854-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"We are infinite"</title><content type='html'>I just finished reading "the perks of being a wallflower". None of the title is capitolized on the book, so I don't know if its supposed to be. Anyway, the book is AMAZING. Its one of those books that really makes you think. I wonder if I'll ever have that moment where I feel infinite. Where I truely feel alive. I just settle for so many things. I'm settling so much that I fail to participate in life as I should. I settle and say okay and agree to lose the things I've dreamed of all my life. I teach myself to ignore the things I want because they arn't conducive to what other people want. They won't make other people happy. Am I really willing to live the rest of my life like that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-3051438024327421591?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3051438024327421591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=3051438024327421591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3051438024327421591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3051438024327421591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/12/we-are-infinite.html' title='&quot;We are infinite&quot;'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-150246015222196009</id><published>2007-12-16T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T18:56:35.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The train that led to the Moose you eloped with.</title><content type='html'>I'm so excited. Yamikins-head bought her train ticket down here! I can't wait. It's going to be so nice camping! I really hope we get the cabin! Of course, I'm paranoid about her taking the train. I'm afraid she'll miss her transfer or someone will steal her away...or that she'll see a moose, run off and elope with him. That would be depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got my box yesterday! &gt;&gt; And, I couldn't read the brand because I sent the bag to her...and tore the corner off my bag, so Nyeah! I was telling the truth. But, if I remember, its like..Miko brand or something. Its yummmmy. She better not ruin my books. Not that she ruins books, but I thought I'd throw that threat in there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start my diet up tomorrow. Yes yes yes. I also need to get my tire changed and buy the stuff for cookies for everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are killing me...they really hurt when I'm driving, and they lead to me feeling nauseated and dizzy. It sucks. I'm kinda wondering if something is wrong with me...my hips are always hurting. Maybe I'm just to fat..but I feel like I know how Shelbie feels trying to get up and hobble up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming my cousin Matthias kills off my family. Its creepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M OUT OF BOOKS! What am I going to do? No book to read. Ima cry. Cry cry cry. ;.; See? those are tears of sadness for no books to read. -Mummbles- And, as much as I like hardback books...it irritates me that I can't buy the ones I want in paperback. I'm a broke student. I NEED PAPER BACK. Hardback costs like 10 dollars more! Its stupid...okay, I'm done ranting. I think I'll take a nap while Yami showers. She usually takes forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-150246015222196009?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/150246015222196009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=150246015222196009' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/150246015222196009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/150246015222196009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/12/train-that-lead-to-moose-you-eloped.html' title='The train that led to the Moose you eloped with.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-1597510311577178848</id><published>2007-12-06T12:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T12:57:48.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CABIN!</title><content type='html'>I found a cabin I can afford! I'll send away the letter next week to see if I can get the dates we need. March 8-16th.($360 for the whole time!) Won't mai mommy be happy to have one less person in the house that long? I'm excited. And, Yami will be happy because it has nothing but beds and a table, so its not like we're cheating with plug ins. It will be like we are pioneer women! We'll have to cook over the fire and buy a battery mini camp stove. I hope we get it, there is only two. My mother showed me more, but just the weekend almost = my cost. 75 for the weekend, 65 for weekdays. Two weekends is 300. Meh. Just to have a bathroom IN the cabin instead of using the campground one like we would if we took a tent...and a tv. I'll take the small ones. We don't need a tv. We can bundle up if its cold and go hiking (Though this past March was in the 70 range most of the month) or do board games, enjoy books and each others time! Just...be away form normal stuff. Did I say I was excited? I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dnr.state.il.us/lands/Landmgt/Programs/Camping/images/cabina.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://dnr.state.il.us/lands/Landmgt/Programs/Camping/images/cabina.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats what it looks like. Meeeeeew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-1597510311577178848?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1597510311577178848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=1597510311577178848' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1597510311577178848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1597510311577178848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/12/cabin.html' title='CABIN!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-3952891572197595732</id><published>2007-12-05T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T17:10:23.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair hair hair and beds.</title><content type='html'>So, after reading Momma Starlight's journal, I realized I really do need to get back on the ball with taking care of myself. Especially my hair. She's made her '08 regime, and I shall too. Lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least 3 washes per week. (GASP! I know! A black girl washing her hair more than once a month! What's the world coming to?)&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS sleep on my satin pillow cases. Never the cotton ones. (They do add to the bed though)&lt;br /&gt;No more brushes, specially since I'm transitioning. Curls cant take brushes. I will use my wide tooth combs, and &lt;a href="http://www.sallybeauty.com/Tortoise+Shower+Detangler/SBS-183952,default,pd.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one...until I find better ones. Though I have fallen in love with that one.&lt;br /&gt;Mane N Tail Products. I don't know why I ever stopped using them. I started again this week and my shedding is down drastically. NO MORE BEING A PRODUCT WHORE.&lt;br /&gt;Pre-shampoo with Alma oil, which I've also slacked on. Not good.&lt;br /&gt;Wear it up, a lot. I hope to be able to cut off the rest of my relaxed hair by Jan. 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vits. I NEED to take them..&lt;br /&gt;GNC Ultra Nourish-Hair&lt;br /&gt;GNC B-Complex 50&lt;br /&gt;Silica (When I get the money to order more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diet&lt;br /&gt;NO MORE SODA. Period. Water and milk only. (My face will thank me too.)&lt;br /&gt;More veggies. I'm a vegetarian who doesn't eat anything good for her.&lt;br /&gt;MORE FISH. I really need the protien.&lt;br /&gt;Lay off the sugar. (Which won't be to hard. It hurts to eat and things are just to sweet to taste lately...I'm loving sugar free popsicles.)&lt;br /&gt;Lay off the chips and such as well. (I'm going to have to put aside money and do my own shopping, once I pay Christmas off my card, I'll start dividing between school loan, car, gas and groceries..and saving for Yami to come down in March..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body.&lt;br /&gt;Work out and eat right. People who work out tend to have healthier hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I put together my bed. I'm not all super happy about it anymore. If my matress moves, you can see that its not ALL black. When you lift the bed to put on the edges like the directions tell you, it strips the nails..even if you have help, it will strip the nails. And moving it..I felt a weak spot. So, its not as far to the wall as I want it, because if I push, it will give most likely..and you can't lift to move because it strips the nails. Meh. It will last me until I finish school and have my own place. I'll put a new one in then. I just think this one was very poorly made. Oh well, you win some, you lose some. Now I need to get this box-spring out of my room, read a book and write a report on it for tomorrow and get some sleep. Finals are next week, and I'm going to let myself stress over them and get them done, then the following week, start back with exercising and working it in to a normal schedule of me getting up in the morning to do it. I will NOT weigh 208 when Yami comes. I refuse to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm. I'm going to go eat something..and then play with Yami while I read that book..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-3952891572197595732?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/3952891572197595732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=3952891572197595732' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3952891572197595732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/3952891572197595732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/12/hair-hair-hair-and-beds.html' title='Hair hair hair and beds.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-202196088025588069</id><published>2007-12-04T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T19:14:36.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate this cake with a passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXHc1uW9I/AAAAAAAAABU/00qjEbG8ZqM/s1600-h/Picture+040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXHc1uW9I/AAAAAAAAABU/00qjEbG8ZqM/s320/Picture+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140321441458052050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YWXs1uW8I/AAAAAAAAABM/Mr3MwJkshPI/s1600-h/Picture+039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YWXs1uW8I/AAAAAAAAABM/Mr3MwJkshPI/s320/Picture+039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140320621119298498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note. I want to look like these girls. They are beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXgM1uW-I/AAAAAAAAABc/xF3C77F2pnw/s1600-h/250px-Horikitamaki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXgM1uW-I/AAAAAAAAABc/xF3C77F2pnw/s320/250px-Horikitamaki.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140321866659814370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXgM1uW_I/AAAAAAAAABk/yCuOpUDdkt0/s1600-h/1551_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXgM1uW_I/AAAAAAAAABk/yCuOpUDdkt0/s320/1551_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140321866659814386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXgc1uXAI/AAAAAAAAABs/T_QAPd8c9gg/s1600-h/angelataylorgf1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXgc1uXAI/AAAAAAAAABs/T_QAPd8c9gg/s320/angelataylorgf1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140321870954781698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-202196088025588069?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/202196088025588069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=202196088025588069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/202196088025588069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/202196088025588069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-hate-this-cake-with-passion.html' title=''/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R1YXHc1uW9I/AAAAAAAAABU/00qjEbG8ZqM/s72-c/Picture+040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-1113637400444230316</id><published>2007-12-04T12:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T12:25:27.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmological Chocolate</title><content type='html'>Cosmological Chocolate is what I have been named by Prince Kinsie. It kind of sounds like a stripper name, doesn't it? Lol. But that is how she links me on her journal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cleaninging. My new bed comes today, and I need a place to put it. I'm excited. Arn't you? Of course you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is my last night of cake classes for a while, so be prepared to see another cake. Last week, I was informed that my cake "kicked everyone elses ass". Niffty, ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again I have all my characters in my head, talking to me at once. Begging to be released in some form. I plan to oblige them when I have nothing else to do. No cleaning, no homework. Which means, next week, probably. Azryal and Dayan are the loudest right now, and I can make them happy tonight when Yami comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking a lot at eco friendly houses, and it seems they cute ones are all out in the desert. Me, in the desert? HA. Give me the middle of a haunted, green, dark forest any day. One book showed how to build your own log cabin. It was niffty. I still have years before I buy a house, and who knows where it will be if I do the traveling nursing thing. I'm really thinking about Hawaii. I think it would be perfect for how I want to live. We'll see. I also want to live in ireland, around all that green, but you know. I also doubt I'll find a house in the middle of a forest that will put me close enough to a hospital to work. Of course, if I become a best selling author, it won't matter, now will it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need more bookshelves, not that I've anywhere to put them. I also need more books. One can never have enough books. I bought 5 yesterday. I'm already done with 1, and half way done with another, but I haven't had much time to read. Otherwise, I'd be done with 3 of them and half way through the 4th. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother's cat is kind of getting on my nerves. She's taken to being in my room, and I've decided to be nice and let her stay as long as she isn't bothering me. Well, she's starting to. She's leaving huge, nasty clumps of hair on my floor and bed. I'm seriously tempted to shave the damned thing. Its gross. You can't touch her without touching giant hard lumps. She also keeps trying to sleep on my lap top and messes up the keys. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy gave me a touch screen for my desk top. I've yet to install it, but I think it will niffty to play the sims with it. I wonder how Maple Story would do on it, of if I could even do anything on Maple Story with it. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to clean. I just thought I should post since Kinsie-head has been so good and posting more than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-1113637400444230316?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/1113637400444230316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=1113637400444230316' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1113637400444230316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/1113637400444230316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/12/cosmological-chocolate.html' title='Cosmological Chocolate'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-7944439107878641828</id><published>2007-11-27T19:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T19:09:54.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another cake</title><content type='html'>So, we had another cake class. I'm liking the flowers on this cake. I think it might be evil though, with its Strawberry self. Its Pink strawberry self! Mom and Cousin's cakes were Yellow, which is more evil. I'm suprised we didn't crash with all that evil in the car. ANYWAY, this is what it looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R0zbnVw9-II/AAAAAAAAAAw/bq-Zisj3rUo/s1600-h/Picture+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R0zbnVw9-II/AAAAAAAAAAw/bq-Zisj3rUo/s320/Picture+038.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137722743826806914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R0zbnlw9-JI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xSSWZoZJ3rI/s1600-h/Picture+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R0zbnlw9-JI/AAAAAAAAAA4/xSSWZoZJ3rI/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137722748121774226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R0zboFw9-KI/AAAAAAAAABA/5XQZrvdtUpo/s1600-h/Picture+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R0zboFw9-KI/AAAAAAAAABA/5XQZrvdtUpo/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137722756711708834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. That's the cake. I need to go work on my speech I have to give Thursday. I hate speeches. At least its my last one. That makes me happy. For now, I'm going to go find food and talk to Prince Yamikins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-7944439107878641828?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7944439107878641828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=7944439107878641828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7944439107878641828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7944439107878641828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/11/another-cake.html' title='Another cake'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/R0zbnVw9-II/AAAAAAAAAAw/bq-Zisj3rUo/s72-c/Picture+038.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-6666348278574825146</id><published>2007-11-23T14:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T14:48:31.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Turkeys</title><content type='html'>Sooo,  Thanksgiving has passed. All the poor turkeys were killed. And everyone supposedly gave thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my day with Yami, and eating stuffing and green beans. Yep yep. Then, this morning at 4:30 am, I went shopping. I got my brother's camera for 79 bucks, instead of 179. Yay. Of course, he knows I bought it, otherwise he would have bought one himself...I also went to the mall and found my dad's gift. I had planned on ordering something for him, but I found a better and cheaper one at the mall, so I got it there. Tubby Lumpkins also found Dad's gift there too. Now I'm done with everyone but my cousin. I'm not sure what to get her. But, either way its nice to be practically done. I just need to mail out Yamikin's box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had cake decorating classes, but my cake turned out rather ugly. Wanna see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v604/YamisGirlToy/Picture030.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I also ordered a new bed. It comes with one night stand. At a later date, I might order a second night stand. Its on &lt;a href="http://www.simplyplatformbeds.com/platform-beds/dark-wood/masonplatformbed.cfm"&gt;Simply Plaform Beds&lt;/a&gt;. I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to wash my hair and such, clean and maybe paint a bit more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-6666348278574825146?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/6666348278574825146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=6666348278574825146' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6666348278574825146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/6666348278574825146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/11/poor-turkeys.html' title='Poor Turkeys'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-7259266922663268617</id><published>2007-11-20T07:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T08:18:56.941-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Lab day at school.</title><content type='html'>Yeeeah. I'm sitting in the computer lab with nothing to do. The assignment that the rest of the class is working on, I finished the first day. Well, other than picking out the colors. I haven't done that yet, but that involves going to the the store to pick them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my test back. A "B"! (Generally, I'm a straight A student, but in this class, I'll be happy if I pass.) My last tests were "C"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is cake decorating class, so I should be posting pictures of my cake! Its going to be chocolate with rasberry cream frosting. Yummy? I hope so. I don't know how I'll decorate it. Most likely with whatever flower she happens to teach us tonight. I have to bake the cake when I get home from class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new pencil that smells like cherries and is made from 100% recycled newspaper. Niffty, yes? I think so. I think that is a great idea. It would be even better if stores SOLD them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found this site for organic clothing. I think its niffty. I want to buy some of the things from the one with fairy in the title. http://www.newdream.org/consumer/cotton.php That's the site. I'll add it to my sidebar. Tomorrow, I'm going to go to the recycle center and get information. Then, if I think I have enough money, I'll buy some totes to put in the garage so we can recycle, and I'll take it up there, since its free to do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, three posts from me! That's a record? Well, LJ has more, but I still wonder how long I'll keep this blog up. Probably not long. Mostly when I want to write about my day, I just tell Yami and Starlight. When I want to bitch, I bitch to them, and they make me laugh and whatnot, so its all better. A journal can't do that. I'm not really sure what else to type. I still have 45 minutes left in this class though, so I need to think of something to do. I've got JTHM here to read, but its better to make it look like I'm work computer though, because thats what the assignment is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about an old poem! I don't remember when I wrote it. I'm sure if I could find the written version, and not the one on my site, it would have the date..anywho. It has not title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You smile to hide the way you feel&lt;br /&gt;I can see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You’ll get it right the second time&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need help from anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll stand by and watch you fall&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;And as you loose sight of it all&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there to catch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ll push me away&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need your help&lt;br /&gt;You’ll ask me to stay&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t go&lt;br /&gt;And I wont&lt;br /&gt;Say hold me close&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to die&lt;br /&gt;Don’t leave me here alone&lt;br /&gt;And I wont&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll pick you up&lt;br /&gt;Dust you off&lt;br /&gt;And walk you down the path again&lt;br /&gt;But somewhere you’ll lose my hand&lt;br /&gt;And we’ll start all over again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll stand by and watch you fall&lt;br /&gt;There’s nothing I can do&lt;br /&gt;And as you lose sight of it all&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be there to catch you&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...I'm bored. How about another? This one is written on the inside flap of my journal Yami bought me for my birthday two years ago. I use it too, but that's the journal you write the things you can't tell others in it. Well, most others. Haha. Say its the one you can write your true feelings in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUBMIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite your tongue child&lt;br /&gt;Keep quiet&lt;br /&gt;They don’t care what you think&lt;br /&gt;It’s not what they think&lt;br /&gt;They don’t care what you want&lt;br /&gt;It’s not what they want&lt;br /&gt;Hush&lt;br /&gt;Keep the thoughts inside&lt;br /&gt;Control your emotions&lt;br /&gt;Never let them see you&lt;br /&gt;You aren’t what they want&lt;br /&gt;They don’t care what you dream&lt;br /&gt;It’s not what they dream&lt;br /&gt;They don’t care what you sing&lt;br /&gt;It’s not what they sing&lt;br /&gt;Bite your tongue child&lt;br /&gt;Change your ways&lt;br /&gt;Smile into their dark clouded faces&lt;br /&gt;Forget the light&lt;br /&gt;Do as they say&lt;br /&gt;Do as they want&lt;br /&gt;Submit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh. And just for fun, another one! This one has a date, because I have the written version with me! No title though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-15-06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest my heart&lt;br /&gt;You're in safe hands&lt;br /&gt;The won't wound you&lt;br /&gt;At ease my soul&lt;br /&gt;You're protected now&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can steal you from these arms&lt;br /&gt;Take the hand extended&lt;br /&gt;Let it lead you toward the dar&lt;br /&gt;You'll thrive&lt;br /&gt;You'll glow&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the light&lt;br /&gt;Be still my body&lt;br /&gt;It's okay to sleep&lt;br /&gt;You'll wake again, enclosed in save arms&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Take in all before you&lt;br /&gt;The love, the option that is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still bored, and going through my written journal, looking for poems that are okay to put up here. I guess, they all would be okay, because, really, its my journal and no one HAS to read it. I always think about people stumbling across it. Though, what would they say? They're poems. Everone has a way to get out what they are feeling, right? Some cry, some scream, some hit, I write. Geeze, only 10:11. 34 minutes left...-Scans through journal-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is another? Suuuure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8-29-06 (I don't think that's right, but its under that heading...I think it was an after thought to add several days later and I didn't date it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tear my heart out&lt;br /&gt;My offering to you&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry its not perfect&lt;br /&gt;But is it good enough?&lt;br /&gt;Its broken and its torn&lt;br /&gt;Theres some scratches and some bruises&lt;br /&gt;But I think it still works&lt;br /&gt;It still beats&lt;br /&gt;It feels&lt;br /&gt;And I swear the love&lt;br /&gt;Can just outshine the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;Its very jealous&lt;br /&gt;But full of passion&lt;br /&gt;It holds the promise&lt;br /&gt;Beat to make you happy&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid its all I have to give&lt;br /&gt;This tattered heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;But I tore it out myself&lt;br /&gt;My offering to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has this post been long enough  yet? Its still only 10:16.  Bleh. I'm going to find something else to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-7259266922663268617?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7259266922663268617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=7259266922663268617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7259266922663268617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7259266922663268617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/11/lab-day-at-school.html' title='Lab day at school.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-9134850025482681551</id><published>2007-11-19T07:22:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T07:44:23.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meow.</title><content type='html'>I think the only way I'm going to get more posts out of Prince Yami, is to add more myself! So, postie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work yeasterday was, interesting, to say the least. I always have the patients that like to flip out. OR, I get the 70 year old men who hit on me all the time. I had BOTH of those last night. This little old man who everyone had been telling me was mean as a snake took a liking to me. They all warned me he could be harsh. SO, in my mind, those are the rooms you ALWAYS go into with a smile. By the end of the day, my new nickname was "smiley" and he was telling me if he was 30 years younger, he'd chase me "around the mullberry bush", and that if he got cold while sleeping, he'd call me back so I could lay with him. A tad disturbing, but what can you do, other than let it roll off your shoulders and complain to someone when you get home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my characters are pounding in my head, wanting to be let out. I ususally take the three loudest to role play, or write about. I don't have the concentration or multi-tasking ability to do them all at once. Nor do I have the PLACE to do it. THere are over 30 of them. All unique with their own personalities. I suppose other writers know what it's like to have more than just yourself in your head. No, I'm not split personaility. My characters are just very real. I take them seriously. They all have their own ways of thinking. I know Yami knows what I am talking about. She has just as many as me in her head. (-Gasp!- Yes! Prince Yami is a SHE, anywho...) She's got one for each and every one of mine, and then some probably. I feel the need to write today. Maybe I'll work on Hearts Eternal Love. Or, maybe after a bit of MS tonight, I'll make Yami work on Na'Da with me. We haven't written anything new for that book in a year. We'll never finish at this rate, will we Kinsie-head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never use real names on this thing. I don't use them anywhere. I hate when people use mine as well. Employers google your name, and so can everyone else. Google my real name and you get some director of movies no one has ever watched. Google my second name, and get things about me, but who would know that I use a second name, or that the second name was me, other than those who ACTUALLY know me. No one else could look at it and say "Hey, this is really _____". Yami will always be Yami, Kinsie, or some variation of the two. My best friends will always be Momma Starlight(Or just Starlight) and Pooka Bear(Or just Pooka.Haa. He doesn't like that name much, but I'm special.)My mother will always be Mom or mommy, father will be Papi or Daddy. My brother will always be Senor Lumpikins, Tubby, or Tubby Lumpkins. (Not that he's the least bit fat, but yeah. -Mummbles-) I don't think people should use their real names. It just further helps set you up for Identity theft anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, anyway. There is my second post. Joy to the masses, yes? "And the chorus swells!" JTHM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to go be a geek somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-9134850025482681551?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/9134850025482681551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=9134850025482681551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/9134850025482681551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/9134850025482681551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/11/meow.html' title='Meow.'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307707025420169403.post-7119757797573075767</id><published>2007-11-17T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T18:47:49.917-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversations, Christmas and Dink!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Conversations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how a few simple lines can make or break your day. Isn't it? Today, all it took was two lines that showed that someone thought of me more than others, noticed me more than others, and my bad day was instantly better. Everyone should have someone who does that for them. Who can make it better with a few lines that they never would have thought would make you happy. If you don't have it, I'm sorry and I hope one day you will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom is decorating one of her 123920 trees. The actual "Christmas" tree now, the one the presents go under. Papi (Dad) is sitting on the couch antagonizing her, and Dink is staring at a strand of lights on the couch, and now at me because I called his name. Christmas carols are even on the stereo. (It took me 6 times and asking my human dictionary, Mai Kinsie, to spell the word "stereo" right). Mom made Papi play "All I want for Christmas" several times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone every really know what they want or Christmas, other than children? I mean, I know ONE thing I truely 100% want for Christmas, and that will take several years of hard work and waiting to get, and it won't fit under the tree, really. But for normal Christmas, gifts under the tree type thing, I never know what I want. I have to come up with things or just let people go on a whim. I usually always love what they get me, but I never can think of something to tell them. Something Kinsie always complains about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...I love Dink. He's the greatest cat in the world, and everyone wishes he was theirs. Never gonna happen, but they can dream! Yay for dreams!&lt;br /&gt;AND He likes the Christmas Tree&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Rz-nIVw9-GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6LfnugwrjQY/s1600-h/Picture+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134005861948979298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Rz-nIVw9-GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6LfnugwrjQY/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meow. That's the end for today. Boring, yes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bai-Bai -Scampers off to do geeky things, like Role Play-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eternally,&lt;br /&gt;Cho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7307707025420169403-7119757797573075767?l=chokitty.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/feeds/7119757797573075767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7307707025420169403&amp;postID=7119757797573075767' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7119757797573075767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7307707025420169403/posts/default/7119757797573075767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chokitty.blogspot.com/2007/11/conversations-christmas-and-dink.html' title='Conversations, Christmas and Dink!'/><author><name>Danielle "Cho"</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/SXZCafJE5dI/AAAAAAAAAH0/3DRByqbvyf4/S220/Danielle-Seaweed-2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_19ncUOtHIS8/Rz-nIVw9-GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6LfnugwrjQY/s72-c/Picture+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
