<?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-25752313</id><updated>2011-07-28T13:27:51.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Blog Frog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-140695535589568457</id><published>2010-03-21T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T21:47:44.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>43/99</title><content type='html'>7.  I finally finished Science of Sleep.  It's a good movie, kinda like Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.  Sad though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  When you microwave popcorn, there are always cornels that DON'T pop.  What you can do is put them in a bowl, cover them in a paper towel, and microwave them.  You'll have to add your own flavoring but it makes you feel less wasteful of your popcorn, and popcorn rocks anyway!  I think I might convert from microwave popcorn to regular popcorn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.  Bahai seemed like a religion TOO good to be true.  I have a book about different religions, but the content on Bahism was very limited.  So I looked it up on wikipedia.  It's pretty open as a religion compared to all others.  I found that it's not okay with homosexuality, you can't consume alcohol, and you gotta pray everyday.  But overall, still a really awesome religion.  I'm sure moderates of it are very open people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.  I finally mailed out the gifts for the ppl in Taiwan.  Only took me a year to do it! ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62.  It took about an hour or so, but I got all the thumbtacks OUT of my walls.  That includes poster taht formerally hung on my walls.  Sad to see them go, but I promise to find them a good home :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82.  For Valentine's Day, I took my boy canoeing.  Partly to get this off my list ;p but it was fun!  We picnicked to an island at the lake.  Nice pretty day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-140695535589568457?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/140695535589568457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=140695535589568457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/140695535589568457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/140695535589568457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2010/03/4199.html' title='43/99'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-7417702342813878092</id><published>2010-03-13T11:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T12:09:08.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What Am I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/S5vv59OvqUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/-8kLi39llJ0/s1600-h/Photo+236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/S5vv59OvqUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/-8kLi39llJ0/s200/Photo+236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448211953202735426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not Chinese enough and not White enough&lt;br /&gt;I'm chop choy&lt;br /&gt;I'm awesome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspired by a book a friend loaned me : Part Asian 100% Hapa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-7417702342813878092?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7417702342813878092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=7417702342813878092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7417702342813878092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7417702342813878092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-am-i.html' title='What Am I?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/S5vv59OvqUI/AAAAAAAAAaY/-8kLi39llJ0/s72-c/Photo+236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-8064643849278999039</id><published>2010-02-23T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:09:15.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 Voted American Films</title><content type='html'>Just a lil' list for myself to see how many of these I've seen.  Maybe this will be another goal of mine to achieve... or I can just leave it for the next list I make! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen 20 out of the 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  It's a Wonderful Life  1946&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;2.  To Kill a Mockingbird  1962&lt;br /&gt;3.  Schindler's List  1993&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Rocky  1976&lt;br /&gt;5.  Mr. Smith Goes to Washington  1939&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;6.  E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial  1982&lt;br /&gt;7.  The Grapes of Wrath  1940&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Breaking Away  1979&lt;br /&gt;9.  Miracle on 34th Street  1947&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10. Saving Private Ryan  1998&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. The Best Years of Our Lives  1946&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;12. Apollo 13  1995&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Hoosiers  1986&lt;br /&gt;14. The Bridge on the River Kwai  1957&lt;br /&gt;15. The Miracle Worker  1962&lt;br /&gt;16. Norma Rae  1979&lt;br /&gt;17. One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest  1975&lt;br /&gt;18. The Diary of Anne Frank  1959&lt;br /&gt;19.  The Right Stuff  1983&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;20.  Philadelphia  1993&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.  In the Heat of the Night  1967&lt;br /&gt;22.  The Pride of the Yankees  1942&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;23.  The Shawshank Redemption  1994&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.  National Velvet  1944&lt;br /&gt;25.  Sullivan's Travels  1941&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;26.  The Wizard of Oz  1939&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.  High Noon  1952&lt;br /&gt;28.  Field of Dreams  1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;29.  Gandhi  1982&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.  Lawrence of Arabia  1962&lt;br /&gt;31.  Glory  1989&lt;br /&gt;32.  Casablanca  1942&lt;br /&gt;33.  City Lights  1931&lt;br /&gt;34.  All the President's Men  1976&lt;br /&gt;35.  Guess Who's Coming to Dinner  1967&lt;br /&gt;36.  On the Waterfront  1954&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;37.  Forrest Gump  1994&lt;br /&gt;38.  Pinocchio  1940&lt;br /&gt;39.  Star Wars  1977&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.  Mrs. Miniver  1942&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;41.  The Sound of Music  1965&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.  12 Angry Men  1957&lt;br /&gt;43.  Gone with the Wind  1939&lt;br /&gt;44.  Spartacus  1960&lt;br /&gt;45.  On Golden Pond  1981&lt;br /&gt;46.  Lilies of the Field  1963&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;47.  2001: A Space Odyssey  1968&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.  The African Queen  1951&lt;br /&gt;49.  Meet John Doe  1941&lt;br /&gt;50.  Seabiscuit  2003&lt;br /&gt;51.  The Color Purple  1985&lt;br /&gt;52.  Dead Poets Society  1989&lt;br /&gt;53.  Shane  1953&lt;br /&gt;54.  Rudy  1993&lt;br /&gt;55.  The Defiant Ones  1958&lt;br /&gt;56.  Ben-Hur  1959&lt;br /&gt;57.  Sergeant York  1941&lt;br /&gt;58.  Close Encounters of the Third Kind  1977&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;59.  Dances with Wolves  1990&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.  The Killing Fields  1984&lt;br /&gt;61.  Sounder  1972&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;62.  Braveheart  1995&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63.  Rain Man  1988&lt;br /&gt;64.  The Black Stallion  1979&lt;br /&gt;65.  A Raisin in the Sun  1961&lt;br /&gt;66.  Silkwood  1983&lt;br /&gt;67.  The Day the Earth Stood Still  1951&lt;br /&gt;68.  An Officer and a Gentleman  1982&lt;br /&gt;69.  The Spirit of St. Louis  1957&lt;br /&gt;70.  Coal Miner's Daughter  1980&lt;br /&gt;71.  Cool Hand Luke  1967&lt;br /&gt;72.  Dark Victory  1939&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;73.  Erin Brockovich  2000&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.  Gunga Din  1939&lt;br /&gt;75.  The Verdict  1982&lt;br /&gt;76.  Birdman of Alcatraz  1962&lt;br /&gt;77.  Driving Miss Daisy  1989&lt;br /&gt;78.  Thelma &amp; Louise  1991&lt;br /&gt;79.  The Ten Commandments  1956&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;80.  Babe  1995&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.  Boys Town  1938&lt;br /&gt;82.  Fiddler on the Roof  1971&lt;br /&gt;83.  Mr. Deeds Goes to Town  1936&lt;br /&gt;84.  Serpico  1973&lt;br /&gt;85.  What's Love Got to Do with It  1993&lt;br /&gt;86.  Stand and Deliver  1988&lt;br /&gt;87.  Working Girl  1988&lt;br /&gt;88.  Yankee Doodle Dandy  1942&lt;br /&gt;89.  Harold and Maude  1972&lt;br /&gt;90.  Hotel Rwanda  2004&lt;br /&gt;91.  The Paper Chase  1973&lt;br /&gt;92.  Fame  1980&lt;br /&gt;93.  A Beautiful Mind  2001&lt;br /&gt;94.  Captains Courageous  1937&lt;br /&gt;95.  Places in the Heart  1984&lt;br /&gt;96.  Searching for Bobby Fischer  1993&lt;br /&gt;97.  Madame Curie  1943&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;98.  The Karate Kid  1984&lt;br /&gt;99.  Ray  2004&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100.  Chariots of Fire  1981&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-8064643849278999039?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8064643849278999039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=8064643849278999039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8064643849278999039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8064643849278999039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2010/02/100-voted-american-films.html' title='100 Voted American Films'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-8806718589112539598</id><published>2010-02-07T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:53:14.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>35/99</title><content type='html'>4.  I spent the whole weekend finishing the anime series, "Claymore."  It started out fun and entertaining but kinda got boring towards the end...  I enjoyed learning about this new world with this blonde girls that are assigned to kill monsters, and how they have monster blood in them.  And just the details of their world interested me.  But when they got to plot... yeah, sucked.&lt;br /&gt;But I also think that it was partially because it was my goal to finish it this weekend! ;p  I feel a little behind on completing goals and figured I should start getting on the ball!  At least do the easy simple stuff because a lot of my goals require waiting for a few months... mainly my loans are stopping me from doing a LOT of goals.  So I figured I might as well knock out a few goals now and not procrastinate more than necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.  Everytime you flush, you use up a LOT of water.  But a trick to this is adding a bottle full of rocks in the tank of your toilet.  Therefore each flush uses a little bit less water than if the bottle wasn't there.  It's still enough to sufficiently flush the toilet, but helps also with the water bill! :)  Anyway... I made this goal, forgetting that we actually installed water efficient toilets... so they ALREADY conserve quite a bit of water.  Well, what the heck right?  I added a bottle full of water(does the same effect) in one of the toilets downstairs that gets the most usage.  Still flushes quite fine even though NOW less water is being used to flush.  SOOO, since that worked out, no harm could be done by adding water bottles(one being a former sesame oil bottle) to all the toilet tanks in the household so now we're more environmental PLUS a lower water bill due to it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm exactly halfway to doing at least 70 goals out of the 99! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll try to do at least one goal a week, just so it'll keep my mind on completing goals this year but also remind me of the OTHER goals that take more effort like studying multiple times. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-8806718589112539598?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8806718589112539598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=8806718589112539598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8806718589112539598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8806718589112539598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2010/02/3599.html' title='35/99'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-8176522798309861359</id><published>2010-01-31T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T21:10:50.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>33/99</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://toddstadtman.com/luchacaps/felidae5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 178px;" src="http://toddstadtman.com/luchacaps/felidae5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I've finished reading the book, &lt;u&gt;Felidae&lt;/u&gt;!  I really enjoyed it!  It has this sarcastic cat with undertones of criticisms towards humans.  It's very genius.  I was introduced into it when I saw the &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dqZwCxk_vk"&gt;movie on youtube&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a little... strange, and out there.  So watch out if you watch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I watched Finding Neverland with my mommy via Netflix.  CRIED!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  I've added rock bottles into the bathrooms at the school I work at.  Actually, since then my job has become more and more environmentally friendly!  I'm so happy that I'm making such an impact, small, but still! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.  I wrote a letter with my left hand.  It was a tiring process that took over an hour to do!  IT WAS PAINFUL!  It was good practice for my fine motor skills but it was annoying because it's just a slow, tedious process.  But it's nice to know that I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;97.  There is this thing where, if you want to save a buck or two, you mail a letter to someone... but who you want it to go to is the return address, not the address it's supposed to be going to.  I sent it out to my friend (the letter I wrote with my left hand) and hopefully they get it!  But then again she lives in another city so she might not get it... so I might have to try it again! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-8176522798309861359?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8176522798309861359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=8176522798309861359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8176522798309861359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8176522798309861359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2010/01/3099.html' title='33/99'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-2544818618915520239</id><published>2009-11-30T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:42:34.097-08:00</updated><title type='text'>28/99</title><content type='html'>53. I didn't wear hoops to go downtown, and I survived... I've done it more since!  I have even not worn earrings, period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.  Mommy helped me lug 3 boxes of unread magazines in my car and I recycled them today.  Feels good to have less in the house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74.  One of my ways to save money, I take money out of the bank.  So each week, I take out money to use for that week.  This keeps me from using my credit card and therefore spending more money than I should.  Helps me limit my spending which is nice!  And if I'm good, the money spills over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-2544818618915520239?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2544818618915520239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=2544818618915520239' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/2544818618915520239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/2544818618915520239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/2899.html' title='28/99'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-7024548041814873822</id><published>2009-11-18T18:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:30:29.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>24/99</title><content type='html'>10. I watched Superbad finally.  Pretty vulgar, funny though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.  I made a recycle box for my director of the school.  It's not a huge deal, but it's that much MORE paper that gets recycled! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.  I did something nice for a stranger today.  I don't really know this chick, but she wants to work in my classroom... and I made sure to talk her up to my director, who is considering putting her into my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SwSsxhJf-dI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dsbJMVH_qp0/s1600/IMG_1872.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SwSsxhJf-dI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dsbJMVH_qp0/s200/IMG_1872.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405635419463219666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;38.  I finally went on a date that I KNEW WAS A DATE!  I'm dating this guy from Ohio.  He took me to an aquarium where I saw a HUGE snapping turtle.  We went to the arcade for a little bit to play a few games.  Then we went to a really expensive restaurant where we had meat (SHAME ON ME!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81.  I went to get free lessons at a salsa club.  It was fun!  They were surprised at how well I picked it up but OF COURSE!  I'm a good dancer man!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-7024548041814873822?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7024548041814873822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=7024548041814873822' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7024548041814873822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7024548041814873822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/11/2499.html' title='24/99'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SwSsxhJf-dI/AAAAAAAAAaA/dsbJMVH_qp0/s72-c/IMG_1872.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-388250188879124106</id><published>2009-10-12T19:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:22:54.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Random Things About Me</title><content type='html'>1.   I'm a full-time preschool teacher.&lt;br /&gt;2.   I'm a part-time babysitter/bartender/awesome person.&lt;br /&gt;3.   I strive to have an awesome movie collection.&lt;br /&gt;4.   I miss cooking meals.&lt;br /&gt;5.   When it comes to tipping at a restaurant, I tip at least 20%.&lt;br /&gt;6.   As I grow older with the different jobs I've had, I've noticed that even though the group I work with gets older, the maturity level remains the same.&lt;br /&gt;7.   Knows how to 2 step, swing, salsa, and waltz.  More to come!&lt;br /&gt;8.   Unlike most girls, I didn't plan my dream wedding before meeting the guy.&lt;br /&gt;9.   I was offered to be a wedding model in Taiwan!  Sadly, I turned it down :(&lt;br /&gt;10. Bath and Body Works' "sensual amber" scent has been the only scent to exist EVER that I like.&lt;br /&gt;11. In my free time, I play Scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;12. I used to prefer the stem part of broccoli, now I prefer the tree part.&lt;br /&gt;13. I'm learning to talk on the phone WITHOUT driving.&lt;br /&gt;14. I wanna change my hair, I just can't think of what to do yet.&lt;br /&gt;15. When it comes to sleep, I'm like my mother.  I watch movies to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;16. My teeth are horrible, I've got so many cavities.&lt;br /&gt;17. I hate being a leader but when given the opportunity, I step up to the plate and do pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;18. It's not true what they told me, "The friends you make in college are the ones that will be your friends for life."&lt;br /&gt;19. I lack self control, I eat snack to the point of headaches and tummy aches.&lt;br /&gt;20. I kinda wish I pursued some sort of dancing in my life.  Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;21. I absolutely love doing karaoke in Chinese, but only if the songs are slow enough for me to read.&lt;br /&gt;22. I will be the last of the white cousins to be married! :)&lt;br /&gt;23. I used to be anti Dr. Pepper but after dating a guy that ONLY drank Dr. Pepper, I can drink it with no problems.&lt;br /&gt;24. I have no logical reason, but I hate marajuana. &lt;br /&gt;25. If there was a zombie attack, I'd definitely be one of the first ones that changed into one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-388250188879124106?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/388250188879124106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=388250188879124106' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/388250188879124106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/388250188879124106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/25-random-things-about-me.html' title='25 Random Things About Me'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-5889201658930317795</id><published>2009-10-01T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T22:33:53.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>21/99</title><content type='html'>14. I went out to eat with a friend(who wanted to watch Zombieland) and even though I didn't pay for this meal, they offered to order jalapeno peppers... which definitely scared me because it has cheese, jalapenos, and it's fried... three things I'm not TOO much into... But I tried it and it was alright, but not something I'd stay committed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. I've made new friends!&lt;br /&gt;Priscilla-she is a coworker.  She's one of the nicest people at my job, and I feel right with her.&lt;br /&gt;Alyssa-the teacher who works with me.  Of course we talked so much just being around each other that we were bound to become friends.  But I'm happy that my true colors have come out, and I talk more like myself versus more proper! :)&lt;br /&gt;Ian-He was a classmate in one of my Chinese classes.  He's really awesome!  He likes Metallica!!!!!  Anyway, I've actually hung out with this person outside of class, which is probably one of the only people I met in class that I've done that with!&lt;br /&gt;Jeremy-A guy I met while working, very happy! So much in common, yet he's normal!  Who would of known that normal people can click with me!?:)&lt;br /&gt;ACL experience-I worked at a music festival called ACL.  It was definitely a wonderful experience for me, and not because I didn't have to pay to hear the music.  At all the jobs I've had, I haven't really made friends.  And at my job, yes, I've made friends but that took a lot of work on my part.  But at ACL, something changed!  I opened up, was completely myself after I warmed up, and actually made friends.  SO MUCH SO that people came to talk to me versus just me!  Like, a whole group of people liked me(even though they just met me) and talked to me!  That's a HUGE feat for me! :)  I'm not like my brother who's outgoing and has a magnetic personality, I'm shy, so I'm very proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;96. I've always wanted to buy a tin mixer to mix drinks, now I have one!!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-5889201658930317795?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5889201658930317795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=5889201658930317795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5889201658930317795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5889201658930317795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/10/2199.html' title='21/99'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-5193115066916629685</id><published>2009-09-20T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T14:29:11.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>18/99</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Sraa9f1bOkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/sdsjHXwrUpM/s1600-h/IMG_1144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 190px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Sraa9f1bOkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/sdsjHXwrUpM/s200/IMG_1144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383660785876286018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Sraci9tFaaI/AAAAAAAAAZw/eEGgT1BG8MM/s1600-h/IMG_1149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Sraci9tFaaI/AAAAAAAAAZw/eEGgT1BG8MM/s200/IMG_1149.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383662529061153186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Have a party&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to host a party ever since I got back from Taiwan.  However, I could only do that if I had my own place again (I can't host a party at my parents house!)  But lucky behold, an opprotunity arised!Kai was out of town!  So his roommate and I had a last minute party, a Kai Is Gone Part II party.  Fun times!  But I do know that once I live in my OWN place, I'll have a party that's completely mine, not partially cohosted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Take a Monday off&lt;br /&gt;When I was planning to take a Monday off, I wanted it to be more relaxing... but I'll be seeing Metallica next week!  One of my favorite bands and I can't wait! :)  I'll add pics later,if there are any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Get a 3rd job&lt;br /&gt;Not officially a 3rd job but a few parents want me to babysit their children.  I've already done it once so I for sure have at least one client.  I just like that it's not weekly so whee!  Though I'll probably replace this with waitressing, now that I have the liscense to do so... I just wanna wait til after I do a gig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-5193115066916629685?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5193115066916629685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=5193115066916629685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5193115066916629685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5193115066916629685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/1899.html' title='18/99'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Sraa9f1bOkI/AAAAAAAAAZg/sdsjHXwrUpM/s72-c/IMG_1144.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-4159172066420875823</id><published>2009-09-06T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T08:44:56.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>15/99</title><content type='html'>11. Watch Pineapple Express&lt;br /&gt;Eh.  Was alright.  I wouldn't own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Follow through on ways to recycle(3/10) &lt;br /&gt;I've been finding multiple ways to be more environmental.  One huge step is doing this at my own work.  Kids are HUGE wasters so I've been taking a few steps to decrease their carbon imprint.&lt;br /&gt;-Do you realize how much paper kids use up?  And most of it they don't care about!  I made them a recycling bin which they put pieces of paper that they don't want in there!  It's even encouraged the other teacher in the classroom to recycle!  Piles of paper are saved from the trash now!  :)&lt;br /&gt;-I also contribute at school.  When I drink a cup of milk, I waste at least 2 cups/day.  Now I have one cup I use for all liquids.  Currently, it's a foam cup that the cafeteria uses.  Maybe I'll replace it with an actual cup.&lt;br /&gt;-At my school, we use plastic cups to avoid spreading germs between kids.  But because of this, we throw away at least 400 cups, and that's just in MY own classroom.  One of the times that we use cups is after we come outside to drink some water.  I have NOW made it a ritual to give kids their cups that I've labeled (to have them practice being able to recognize their name) and then they return the cup to me and we'll reuse those cups! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Hang out with an acquaintance(1/5)&lt;br /&gt;I hung out with a dude I know from dancing at Midnight Rodeo(two stepping, swing, that sort of dancing).  We complained about our issues without the worries and annoyances of people we know finding out, since we don't have out with the same circle of friends.  Fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-4159172066420875823?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4159172066420875823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=4159172066420875823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4159172066420875823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4159172066420875823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/09/1599.html' title='15/99'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-2212799625999445844</id><published>2009-08-23T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T20:59:43.394-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SpIPjHsH_oI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uQNI0JTTtUY/s1600-h/IMG_0838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SpIPjHsH_oI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uQNI0JTTtUY/s200/IMG_0838.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373374401440382594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SpIP1JOl_CI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XM8q2QbHags/s1600-h/IMG_0846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SpIP1JOl_CI/AAAAAAAAAZY/XM8q2QbHags/s200/IMG_0846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373374711091035170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm working on learning to drive a motorcycle.  My friend, Aaron, has a 500cc cycle which I practiced driving in 1st gear.  Anyway, scooters are def different when it comes to where your feet can go... aka I burned my leg on the exhaust pipe.  It looks pretty nasty :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I tried to do #86 this weekend(snorkel San Marcos river) but the goggles broke!  Maybe later on... or I'll snorkel someplace else... I just wanted to snorkel period!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#39&lt;br /&gt;Today I went on a coffee date with an old friend.  It was extremely awkward cuz I didn't intended to complete this goal with an ex-boyfriend, but until the complications he was a dear friend of mine so it was nice to reconnect.  I don't know what to really think of it...  I prefer to hear, "I told you so" versus have regrets and think "what if..."  However, I DO know for sure that my fav coffee drink is blended coffee aka frappaccinos(cuz they're not as sweet as the other drinks, in my opinion).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-2212799625999445844?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2212799625999445844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=2212799625999445844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/2212799625999445844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/2212799625999445844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-working-on-learning-to-drive.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SpIPjHsH_oI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/uQNI0JTTtUY/s72-c/IMG_0838.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-56765441243933192</id><published>2009-08-15T22:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T23:05:50.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was at a boat party today and I saw a plastic cup floating in the water.  I went to retrieve it when it was too far away and I fell in.  My glasses are now in the bottom of the lake. :(  Luckily Kai let me use his old pair!  But still... I miss my glasses...  I really wish they didn't fall off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#36&lt;br /&gt;I used to keep in touch with people, however, I stopped when I noticed it tended to be very one sided.  I would call and say hi, but the other person usually wouldn't.  So I just stopped keeping tabs on people altogether unless they kept tabs on me.  But as time has gone by, I've realized it's just more mature to say hi, and not expect anything back.  So I called up an old friend and we talked for about 45 minutes, updating each other on our lives and how things have changed.  It was nice and refreshing and definitely inspiration to call a variety of people.  I'll definitely follow through with it tomorrow on my 2 hour drive to visit a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#55&lt;br /&gt;When it comes to guys I'm interested in, I've always taken the traditional route of letting the guy show interest first and approach me.  I find things that make you uncomfortable have been some of the best experiences I've gone through.&lt;br /&gt;I was at a boat party today and one of the guys who worked for the boat company was really cute!  So I worked up the courage and approached him first, making conversation.  I'd come back every once in a while to chill with him and by the end of the boat party, he asked to exchange phone numbers. :)  Girls can put themselves out there first as well.  GO ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-56765441243933192?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/56765441243933192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=56765441243933192' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/56765441243933192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/56765441243933192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-was-at-boat-party-today-and-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-6474697407311399705</id><published>2009-08-02T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T19:13:36.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#17&lt;br /&gt;I've bought a drying rack that sits in my room.  Even though I'm the only one that uses it, my one or two loads of laundry of month are, for sure, reducing the cost of our electric bill which, for me, is a big deal!  I wanna do my part, little by little, to be environmental! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22, #62&lt;br /&gt;I was at the house, watching tv and was absolutely bored.  I started to get cabin fever(where you're at home for too long and you just feel horribly bored).  So I decided to gather some things up and follow through with some errands!  Recycle plastic bags, donate clothes, and sell books.  Two of the things I needed to do were in the same area as my friend so I picked them up and we did our errands!  I made $4 for my books and got more kid books for my class!  I even cleared out a shelf to put all my kid books.  Very happy with the growing collection!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-6474697407311399705?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6474697407311399705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=6474697407311399705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6474697407311399705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6474697407311399705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/08/17-ive-bought-drying-rack-that-sits-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-8709557452767027812</id><published>2009-07-26T11:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:42:14.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>#3&lt;br /&gt;My friend invited a group of us to watch the movie, "Up", last week.  I just got back from it.  I don't think the whole thing was AMAZING... some parts were kinda not tied together well but LOTS OF CRYING!  So freakin' sweet!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#29, #32, #39&lt;br /&gt;Craig's list is awesome.  You can sell anything, buy anything, all sorts of services are on there.  I just didn't realize how awesome it is.&lt;br /&gt;I put a stereo on there, a free of whoever wants it.  30 minutes later, I looked at my porch and IT WAS GONE! AWESOME!!!  I'm hopin' my other listings(even tho they're not free)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#59&lt;br /&gt;I love my parents.  I'd have to say they produced some pretty awesome kids due to their raisings, personalities, and quirks.  But with all that I have alike with them, one of the things about them that I refuse to inherit is their unorganized nature.  Now mind you this is only because they are always busy with their working, hobbies, and social lives, making them too tired to do much with the house except for keeping it sanitary.  I just wanna do my part while I live here.&lt;br /&gt;I've been working on organizing the Allen household like making shoe racks, cleaning book shelves, cleaning out everything expired from the bathrooms, and getting rid of clothes.  Most of my work has gone unnoticed but I myself notice the little changes which are awesome.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I spent the weekend in the kitchen pantry, clearing out everything that was expired.  Our outdoor trashcan is full; I almost had to wait til next week to finish there was so much stuff!  I found stuff that expired in 1997... Pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;Through this experience, I've reestablished that I prefer the minimal lifestyle.  I don't want to live in a huge house where I can accumulate things over time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-8709557452767027812?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8709557452767027812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=8709557452767027812' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8709557452767027812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8709557452767027812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/3-my-friend-invited-group-of-us-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-7607245812756305972</id><published>2009-07-25T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T21:00:38.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOALS: (July 25, 2009-July 25. 2010)</title><content type='html'>&lt;Photo 1&gt;ENTERTAINMENT: 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;1. Read Felidae&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Watch Breakfast at Tiffany’s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;3. Watch Up&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;4. Finish Claymore Series&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Finish Darker than Black series&lt;br /&gt;6. Beat Halo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;7. Watch The Science of Sleep&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;8. Watch Finding Neverland&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Beat FF7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;10. Watch Superbad&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;11. Watch Pineapple Express&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOOD: 2&lt;br /&gt;12. Cook chicken rice&lt;br /&gt;13. Cook new dishes (2/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;14. Try something you’re afraid of a restaurant&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;15. Pop popcorn from scratch&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENVIRONMENTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;16. Buy menstrual cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;17. Buy a drying rack for clothes&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;18. Pick up two random pieces of trash (5/10)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Recycle tapes&lt;br /&gt;20. Follow through on ways to be environmental(5/10)&lt;br /&gt;21. Host a project trash cleanup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;22. Donate clothes to Goodwill&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Photo 5&gt;EDUCATION: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;23. Visit an art museum&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Buy a news magazine and read it entirely&lt;br /&gt;25. Study Spanish(2/12)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;26. Read chapters of History text(5/5)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Translate Ah My Goddess book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;28. Read up on 1 religion&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEED TO: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;29. Put animal puppet on Craig’s list&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Organize iTunes list with yr song made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;31. Mail out Taiwan giftts&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;32. Get rid of stereo in car&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Get Chinese clothes altered&lt;br /&gt;34. Find a place to volunteer at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;35. Put fish tanks on Craig’s list&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RELATIONSHIPS: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;36. Call an old friend that you’ve lost touch with&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do something nice for a complete stranger(5/10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;38. Go on an non one-sided date (lol)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;39. Hang out with an old friend&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;40. Make new friends (5/5)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;41. Have a party&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;42. Hang out with an acquaintance&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Photo 3&gt;HEALTH: 1&lt;br /&gt;43. Participate in a 5k run&lt;br /&gt;44. Join some sort of class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;45. Find a jogging partner&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Do a triathon&lt;br /&gt;47. Do the splits&lt;br /&gt;48. Still be 120 pounds or less&lt;br /&gt;49. Take out chicken from your diet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHALLENGING MYSELF: 4&lt;br /&gt;50. Get at least 70 things of this list done&lt;br /&gt;51. Learn to drive a manual car&lt;br /&gt;52. Hem something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;53. Go downtown NOT wearing hoops&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;54. Write a letter with left hand&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;55. Approach a guy you’re interested in first&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;56. Write about the accomplished goals in cousin blog&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROJECT ALLEN: 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;57. Recycle 3 boxes of magazines (4/3)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;58. Add rock bottles to all the toilets&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;59. Clean out pantry&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;60. Clean room, again&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;61. Get thumbtacks off walls&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;62. Donate towels&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Donate bed sheets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELF: 1&lt;br /&gt;64. Move out of the house, again (lol)&lt;br /&gt;65. Get motorcycle lessons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;66. Take a Monday off&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Buy a motorcycle&lt;br /&gt;68. Jump off a cliff into the water&lt;br /&gt;69. Get a professional massage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Photo 6&gt;FINANCIAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;70. Pay off my whole loan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;71. Get a 3rd job&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Do free adventures(0/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;73. Finish off “free stuff” calendar&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Follow through on ways to save money(1/5)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADVENTURE: 3&lt;br /&gt;75. Visit the zoo&lt;br /&gt;76. Go to an anime convention ;p&lt;br /&gt;77. Go camping&lt;br /&gt;78. Jet ski&lt;br /&gt;79. Ride on a horse carriage&lt;br /&gt;80. Do a doughnut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;81. Go to a salsa club&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;82. Canoe&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Paintball&lt;br /&gt;84. Visit Paris, Texas&lt;br /&gt;85. Go skiing&lt;br /&gt;86. Snorkel San Marcos river &lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;87. Go to Sea World&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Go skinny dipping in broad daylight&lt;br /&gt;89. See the stars at the MacDonald Observatory&lt;br /&gt;90. Participate in a study&lt;br /&gt;91. Skydive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Photo 8&gt;JUST BECAUSE: 2&lt;br /&gt;92. Draw a picture and have it framed&lt;br /&gt;93. Get a nude photo of self&lt;br /&gt;94. Donate plasma&lt;br /&gt;95. Girls photo shoot (1/3)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;96. Buy a tin mixer&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;97. Try out that letter money saver thing on someone&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;98. Buy a gold top&lt;br /&gt;99. Pick up the violin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-7607245812756305972?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7607245812756305972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=7607245812756305972' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7607245812756305972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7607245812756305972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/07/goals-july-25-2009-july-25-2010.html' title='GOALS: (July 25, 2009-July 25. 2010)'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-4916444621170408154</id><published>2009-01-17T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T07:11:40.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Coolest Work Day</title><content type='html'>There have been rumors going around about this so I'll write the official story here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in my kindergarten class, coloring aligators, when a lady from the office came into my class, "Leah, you need to leave the classroom right now."&lt;br /&gt;"Ummm... what?  I'm still in class, I still have two blocks left(two 30 min class periods)"&lt;br /&gt;"Leah, a government official is here, you need to get out of this classroom right now."&lt;br /&gt;I was confused but I left and was escorted upstairs to where the other foriegn teachers were.  I asked the foreign teachers “Why aren't we allowed in our classes?"  Apparently, it's illegal for foreigners to teach kindergarten.  WHAT!?!?  HOW DID I NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS?!?!??!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the story, we were told to pretend we were working so each of us took a classroom.  I took any book I could find and "prepared" for my non-kindergarten classes.  Then the head foreign teacher gathers all the foreign teachers and tells us, "The principal just called and told me we need to get on the roof right now to hide."  &lt;br /&gt;At that moment, all the teachers start running classroom to classroom, trying to find access to the roof.  They keep yelling, "WE NEED TO GET ON THE ROOF!  WE GOTTA GET ON THE ROOF!"  We're running back and forth, trying to get on the roof.  Finally, we find the door to the roof but it's locked!  We called the office to ask to send someone to send us the key to the door to let us get on the roof.  One of the teachers is yelling "WE NEED THE KEYS TO THE ROOF!" but no one in the office speaks English so they had no idea what we were saying.  The teachers gave the phone to me, however, I didn't know the words "key" or "roof" in Chinese so I wasn't much help.  &lt;br /&gt;We decided to go back to pretending to do work.  If the official came upstairs, it'd look really suspicious if we were running around yelling, "WE NEED TO GET ON THE ROOF!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal came upstairs and gathered us around.  She told us that the official wants to interview us.  She repeated to us, "YOU DO NOT TEACH KINDERGARTEN!  You only work 14 hours.  YOU DO NOT TEACH KINDERGARTEN!"  She basically gave us our new lies to tell in the interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us go downstairs for our individual interviews.  As people are being interviewed, the principal glares at me and says to me, "I'm the most worried about you...LEAH!  DO NOT BE HONEST!  YOU DO NOT TEACH KINDERGARTEN!"  How odd that being honest is a bad trait in a person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was ridiculous... in my interview, the official had my time sheet with everyone elses.  &lt;br /&gt;"How many hours do you teach?" she asks me. &lt;br /&gt;"Oh, I only work from 4pm-6pm so about 14-15 hours a week," I replied.&lt;br /&gt;As I say this, she looks at my funny with my time sheet.  "If you work starting at 4pm, why do you come every morning from 9am?"  &lt;br /&gt;Seriously, how stupid does the school think the government official is?  Anyway, I just had to lie and make up an excuse but it was just really the most bizarre work day I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work an illegal job, so illegal that teachers have jumped fences and made plans on how to escape being caught at the school!  And seriously, how come I had no idea until it happened?  I could have been deported and taken to court if I were caught!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it really was the coolest work day ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-4916444621170408154?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4916444621170408154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=4916444621170408154' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4916444621170408154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4916444621170408154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-coolest-work-day.html' title='My Coolest Work Day'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-4237353690024013387</id><published>2008-12-16T06:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T07:28:16.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUe2oeqxLpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ru6IoPMPN_I/s1600-h/IMG_3937+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUe2oeqxLpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ru6IoPMPN_I/s200/IMG_3937+copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280389894658666130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I lost some money from my paycheck, including two months worth of attendance bonuses but it's okay.  I don't mind because Taylor came to Taiwan and it was really awesome!  I couldn't of been happier!  It was one of the best weeks EVER!  I've always wanted to take a trip to another country with a significant other and I got it!  I got the adventure without sitting on a plane for 20 hours!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUfAgwiDXCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bPu7mamT_4E/s1600-h/IMG_4113+copy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUfAgwiDXCI/AAAAAAAAAYs/bPu7mamT_4E/s200/IMG_4113+copy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280400757131271202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We traveled around many different cities in Taiwan: Gaoxiong, Hualian, Tainan, Taipei, Taoyuan, Xinpo, and Zhongli.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUfGRIUNmMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/2NWFXy3OR1U/s1600-h/PB280241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUfGRIUNmMI/AAAAAAAAAY8/2NWFXy3OR1U/s200/PB280241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280407085707532482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to take him to Hualian because they have this huge aquarium at Hualian Ocean Park.  He's really into fish and aquariums so it was perfect.  It was really neat to see fish swimming from all directions, from above, to the left, to the right.  Too bad I didn't get to kiss a dolphin.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were at Hualian, we got to visit Taroko Gorge as well which is an extremely gorgeous natural phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUfBzXF_VyI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WWV-uZeu9EQ/s1600-h/n1577353820_1259029_2676.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUfBzXF_VyI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WWV-uZeu9EQ/s200/n1577353820_1259029_2676.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280402176231823138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taylor got to meet some of the family, who I have come to believe likes Taylor better than me!  He's very outgoing so it's understandable! :)  I'm very thankful for all of their hospitality and for helping me guide Taylor around Taiwan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-4237353690024013387?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4237353690024013387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=4237353690024013387' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4237353690024013387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4237353690024013387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/12/taylor-came-to-taiwan-and-it-was-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SUe2oeqxLpI/AAAAAAAAAYc/ru6IoPMPN_I/s72-c/IMG_3937+copy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-9048463367190498066</id><published>2008-11-03T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T06:18:50.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SQ8IFiV_L7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/uKiwt3gAalM/s1600-h/-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SQ8IFiV_L7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/uKiwt3gAalM/s200/-7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264435380630794162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I find it very unfair but the school had put a lot of prejudgment on me, based on my age.  A quick summary: I'm young and therefore I, of course, have no idea what I'm doing.  No, I've never dealt with children before EVER, not that my whole resume shows a lifetime of experience with being around children!  Fortunately, I've definitely proved both the school and the parents wrong.  All I needed was time to pass to prove my ability.  Just because I recently graduated college, doesn't mean I don't know what I'm doing.  &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, these pictures are of Ms. Leah in action.  However, I usually don't dress as formally.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SQ8IMIRNFgI/AAAAAAAAAYU/R3m9nz0YmTk/s1600-h/-12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SQ8IMIRNFgI/AAAAAAAAAYU/R3m9nz0YmTk/s200/-12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264435493890496002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-9048463367190498066?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9048463367190498066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=9048463367190498066' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/9048463367190498066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/9048463367190498066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/11/ms.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SQ8IFiV_L7I/AAAAAAAAAYM/uKiwt3gAalM/s72-c/-7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-7415192485209708596</id><published>2008-10-23T07:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T07:54:13.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hah, dancing Spiderman~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.thenoodlebowl.com/calliope/archives/spiderman.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-7415192485209708596?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7415192485209708596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=7415192485209708596' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7415192485209708596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7415192485209708596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/hah-dancing-spiderman.html' title='Hah, dancing Spiderman~!'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-289318306648252697</id><published>2008-10-08T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T07:20:59.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freetime</title><content type='html'>[01] Do you have the guts to answer these questions and re-post as The Controversial Survey?  My views are different from most people's so it's nothing I haven't dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[02] Would you do meth if it was legal?  No.  I'm not into drugs personally.  I find it ridiculous, I don't think they'd do anything for me.  I don't need nor want them.  If I really wanna be in a simliar state as drugs, I just needa be really really tired.  I basically act like a drunk/high/overdosed person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[03] Abortion: for or against it?  I am for abortion, as in it being legal for women to have an abortion if they so choose.  It's gonna happen no matter what, might as well have it safe and controlled versus an increase profit for clothes hangers.  It's their own body and therefore their own choice.  If you choose to have an abortion, if you choose not to, whatever: It's your choice.  But on a diff view, I really don't think an unwanted child should be born.  Adoption centers are overcrowded, there isn't enough of a demand in adopting children for mothers to be able to put their unwanted children up for adoption with a hopeful future for those children.  It just seems really sad to bring a child into the world who is unwanted.  I also think there are too many people in the world so adding more, esp unwanted ones, seems ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[04] Do you think the world would fail with a female president?  I think it depends on the person themself, not on their gender... so no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[05] Do you believe in the death penalty?  I'm against the death penalty.  If we're going morally, it just seems barbaric to me to KILL someone, even if they killed others.  For a system that's supposed to be above emotions, it'd seem to make more sense to be a good example as in not kill others and instead just prevent certain liberties.  If we're going logically, the death penalty was supposed to deter murder.  It doesn't deter nor encourage murder.  It also costs more to kill someone versus to keep them alive in prison for life.  Doesn't seem like a system that works too well to keep it going to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[06] Do you wish marijuana would be legalized already?  It's not a huge priority but I agree with the legalization of the MJ.  Cigarettes are more harmful and are more addicting than marijuana.  I think the only thing legalization will do is create more ppl that are stinky(smoke smell) but nothing too bad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[07] Are you for or against premarital sex?  I think being able to look into each other's eyes is just as important as conversation.  I think sex is also an important part of a relationship.  I don't think sex should be excluded for after marriage.  Most couples get married sooner because of the lack sex and therefore most of the time fail because they didn't get to learn about each other as much as they should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[08] Do you believe in God?  No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[09] Do you think same sex marriage should be legalized?  I can not choose who I fall in love with.  If I fall in love with an asshole, I'm allowed to marry an asshole.  If I can marry an asshole who happens to be male, why not equal treatment if they happen to be female?  For me, marriage shows a commitment between two people who will love and support each other the rest of their lives.  I don't think straight people are the ONLY ppl that can love and support someone the rest of their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10] Do you think it's wrong that so many Hispanics are illegally moving to the USA?  I'm not upset that they're Hispanic.  I'm upset with the whole illegal part, but I also agree that it should be easier to be able to come legally into the country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11] A twelve year old girl has a baby, should she keep it?  I say it's the twelve year old girl's choice.  I would personally think she shouldn't because what kinda fucked up situation is that forcing a newborn into?  How immature to do such a thing.  But it all depends on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12] Should the alcohol age be lowered to eighteen?  I agree it should be lowered but I understand it comes at a cost.  If we start lowering the age, it WILL cause problems but in the long run it should be fine.  I find it odd that a person can die for their country before they can drink legally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13] Should the war in Iraq be called off?  Too late for that now, we can't just pack up and leave.  That's just irresponsible.  If you run into a house, should you just leave?  No, take care of the mess you caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14] Assisted suicide is illegal: do you agree?  This is a topic I don't know much about so my opinion doesn't matter too much on it.  However I understand how there are people with illnesses that make their suffer severly.  I would, yet again, say it's a matter of choice... but I still find it an iffy topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15] Do you believe in spanking your children?  No.  I do not need physical attacks to keep my class behaved.  My parents didn't need to use physical force to keep my brother and I in behaved.  I find other methods affective, why would I need to result to spanking?  Other methods take more work, agreed, but I think it's more affective in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[16] Would you burn an American flag for a million dollars? Eh, whatever, it's just a piece of cloth.  Looking at the flag is not what represents America to me.  It's my experiences and my views that I see as a representation of America.  I understand others would be offended but it's all about intention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17] Who do you think would make a better president? McCain or Obama?  I'm not into either really.  But I AM scared of Palin...  so I'd have to go with the Obama party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18] Are you afraid others will judge you from reading some of your answers?  I think incest shouldn't be illegal, I think prostitution is not a sin, I think it's wrong to kill bugs just because they're bugs, I'm used to having views that do not fit most people's views so I don't really care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-289318306648252697?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/289318306648252697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=289318306648252697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/289318306648252697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/289318306648252697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/freetime.html' title='Freetime'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-299291966381341851</id><published>2008-10-04T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T08:10:46.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Attack in Taiwan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SOeHKEp-5EI/AAAAAAAAAXE/YPHe6ivPwFs/s1600-h/IMG_3200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SOeHKEp-5EI/AAAAAAAAAXE/YPHe6ivPwFs/s200/IMG_3200.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253316097469244482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use my weekends to chores such as do laundry and clean/organize my room.  I was cleaning my room just now and ugh.. I found this HUGE spider corpse. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SOeCfoSY2gI/AAAAAAAAAW0/TxLyzF3lm_k/s1600-h/IMG_3194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SOeCfoSY2gI/AAAAAAAAAW0/TxLyzF3lm_k/s200/IMG_3194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253310970253072898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took pics to show it to others later(such as on here) assuming it to be dead.  Then it hit me, maybe what I found(because all I found was the head and legs) was it's leftover exoskeleton... therefore, maybe it's STILL alive except BIGGER!  T.T  I looked it up and spiders DO grow that way, as in leave their former skins when they grow too big for it.  Therefore, THAT SPIDER ISN'T DEAD!  IT'S STILL ALIVE WALKING AROUND SOMEWHERE!  POSSIBLY IN MY ROOM!  It's so hairy and creepy!  I refuse to clean anymore for the night!  I refuse to find it on accident while moving things around.  *shivers*  CREEPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-299291966381341851?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/299291966381341851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=299291966381341851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/299291966381341851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/299291966381341851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/10/attack-in-taiwan.html' title='Attack in Taiwan'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SOeHKEp-5EI/AAAAAAAAAXE/YPHe6ivPwFs/s72-c/IMG_3200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-6846143649691008023</id><published>2008-09-27T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T00:33:19.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A five minute walk away and you can see gorgeous lotus gardens.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SN8rq1enlCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3006KIlhwm4/s1600-h/IMG_2867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SN8rq1enlCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3006KIlhwm4/s200/IMG_2867.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250963705447289890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This weekend, I decided to take a walk to the lotus gardens and finally take pictues of it.  The previous times I was at those gardens, I didn't bring a camera.  BUT GAH!  I HAVE FAILED!  It's out of season and the gardens are DEAD!!!  It was still a lot of fun though.  I ended up just walking around for a couple hours, making new discoveries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SN8x8JvajGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Vip8G7wz-2Y/s1600-h/IMG_3046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SN8x8JvajGI/AAAAAAAAAWk/Vip8G7wz-2Y/s200/IMG_3046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250970600013991010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The next day, I decided to venture thru the typhoon.  It seemed okay at first because it wasn't raining but as soon as I went out it poured.  It's the painful type, since it's so windy.  I decided I'd just head back inside.  Oh well, I tried my best and looked my best.  I must thank Mia for the cute gold shoes that made this ensemble possible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-6846143649691008023?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6846143649691008023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=6846143649691008023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6846143649691008023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6846143649691008023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/09/five-minute-walk-away-and-you-can-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SN8rq1enlCI/AAAAAAAAAWE/3006KIlhwm4/s72-c/IMG_2867.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-3638767537368033326</id><published>2008-09-23T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T05:45:13.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SNjj_5NGf_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZzsP3o29STs/s1600-h/IMG_2720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SNjj_5NGf_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZzsP3o29STs/s200/IMG_2720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249196052527349746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Hemi officially for the first time on Saturday!  Apparently he got a new haircut.  It's the exact haircut I wanna do for my kitty.  Hemi was pretty pimp.  Not only was he sexy with his new haircut, he helped me rediscover that I'm allergic to cats.  He helped unclog my nose of all the snot.  Now I can breathe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-3638767537368033326?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3638767537368033326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=3638767537368033326' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/3638767537368033326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/3638767537368033326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-met-hemi-officially-for-first-time-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SNjj_5NGf_I/AAAAAAAAAV8/ZzsP3o29STs/s72-c/IMG_2720.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-3604704524841944842</id><published>2008-09-13T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:40:19.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>skype away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SMyTB97ao-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/oOVbAc7kZCc/s1600-h/Picture+22.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SMyTB97ao-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/oOVbAc7kZCc/s320/Picture+22.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245729327992710114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-3604704524841944842?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3604704524841944842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=3604704524841944842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/3604704524841944842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/3604704524841944842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/09/skype-away.html' title='skype away'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SMyTB97ao-I/AAAAAAAAAV0/oOVbAc7kZCc/s72-c/Picture+22.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-4170973488890321943</id><published>2008-09-13T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T03:27:49.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Typhoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SMuT2XbFFTI/AAAAAAAAAVk/l_aQ1zUrgh8/s1600-h/IMG_2668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SMuT2XbFFTI/AAAAAAAAAVk/l_aQ1zUrgh8/s200/IMG_2668.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245448753212888370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I woke up from my door rattling and rain banging against my windows.  I've been watching a typhoon outside my window.  The view outside is a white mask from the rain over the scenery of trees being blown to my left.  The wind is a 55knots, definitely a nice substitute for AC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-4170973488890321943?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4170973488890321943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=4170973488890321943' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4170973488890321943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4170973488890321943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/09/typhoon.html' title='Typhoon'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SMuT2XbFFTI/AAAAAAAAAVk/l_aQ1zUrgh8/s72-c/IMG_2668.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-5263329034521128637</id><published>2008-08-17T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:50:20.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The cousins of Taiwan are leaving one by one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKf0AAbuqFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/oAmR1r-FENs/s1600-h/IMG_2346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKf0AAbuqFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/oAmR1r-FENs/s200/IMG_2346.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235421372794972242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfz0AGLEAI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CLkiGuP9UoA/s1600-h/IMG_2342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfz0AGLEAI/AAAAAAAAAQY/CLkiGuP9UoA/s200/IMG_2342.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235421166546128898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfxC-AYFeI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/An9RwRiykZs/s1600-h/IMG_2310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfxC-AYFeI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/An9RwRiykZs/s200/IMG_2310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235418125148100066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfwyO8NAJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vsZwKNzF_Go/s1600-h/IMG_2306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfwyO8NAJI/AAAAAAAAAQI/vsZwKNzF_Go/s200/IMG_2306.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235417837636223122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfvHWLbWuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/tdvLs6x3lAU/s1600-h/IMG_2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfvHWLbWuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/tdvLs6x3lAU/s200/IMG_2300.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235416001333123810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfv7FeGsyI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c49ig3WGQwc/s1600-h/IMG_2301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKfv7FeGsyI/AAAAAAAAAQA/c49ig3WGQwc/s200/IMG_2301.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235416890201256738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-5263329034521128637?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5263329034521128637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=5263329034521128637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5263329034521128637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5263329034521128637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/cousins-of-taiwan-are-leaving-one-by.html' title='The cousins of Taiwan are leaving one by one.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SKf0AAbuqFI/AAAAAAAAAQg/oAmR1r-FENs/s72-c/IMG_2346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-5366173903171297972</id><published>2008-08-14T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T12:57:44.822-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My job is making me really hate living in Taiwan... I don't think I could deal with working at that place for a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-5366173903171297972?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5366173903171297972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=5366173903171297972' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5366173903171297972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5366173903171297972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-job-is-making-me-really-hate-living.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-7665525854757882307</id><published>2008-06-26T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:38:20.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When I came back home from vacation, I found there was a GNAsTy problem!  I found out when I arrived home around midnight &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP1vbdJnXI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZJW_j3MaHaQ/s1600-h/IMG_1487.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP1vbdJnXI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZJW_j3MaHaQ/s320/IMG_1487.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216282988597845362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(aka it's dark in the apartment) and I went toward the sink and got attacked by tape.  There is sticky tape to catch em, which I prefer vs them flying at me and itching me.  Very unBuddhist but tearing down trees (home to plenty of wildlife) to build a temple over it isn't any better(worse in my opinion).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, here are some pics from my vacation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP8ELtRWGI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KkXqGOv8NOQ/s1600-h/IMG_1110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP8ELtRWGI/AAAAAAAAAOw/KkXqGOv8NOQ/s200/IMG_1110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216289942217513058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP3ApxuxXI/AAAAAAAAANw/CvtZxzO-i2E/s1600-h/IMG_1113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP3ApxuxXI/AAAAAAAAANw/CvtZxzO-i2E/s200/IMG_1113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216284384011666802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP67zjo5aI/AAAAAAAAAOg/22QIoSRVaEs/s1600-h/IMG_1343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP67zjo5aI/AAAAAAAAAOg/22QIoSRVaEs/s200/IMG_1343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216288698784081314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP9cqL08lI/AAAAAAAAAPA/TSjr7bsfGbk/s1600-h/IMG_1379.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP9cqL08lI/AAAAAAAAAPA/TSjr7bsfGbk/s200/IMG_1379.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216291462227227218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP7fwvj-7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/FQ7g6yNNO44/s1600-h/IMG_1352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP7fwvj-7I/AAAAAAAAAOo/FQ7g6yNNO44/s200/IMG_1352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216289316504075186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP3WzhwuHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/i19LpgzAVyU/s1600-h/IMG_1140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP3WzhwuHI/AAAAAAAAAN4/i19LpgzAVyU/s200/IMG_1140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216284764586162290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP4vBNUsCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/MRiilqkvQd0/s1600-h/IMG_1308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP4vBNUsCI/AAAAAAAAAOI/MRiilqkvQd0/s200/IMG_1308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216286280087023650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP4FYB-BCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-Unp-2xN3pY/s1600-h/IMG_1394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP4FYB-BCI/AAAAAAAAAOA/-Unp-2xN3pY/s200/IMG_1394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216285564658910242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP978jyA3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/4fNPh-hFMZk/s1600-h/IMG_1389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP978jyA3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/4fNPh-hFMZk/s200/IMG_1389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216291999735481202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP5ap_FSBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8oxVt9AiEMU/s1600-h/IMG_1304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP5ap_FSBI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/8oxVt9AiEMU/s200/IMG_1304.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216287029767522322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP8vXyzSRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ReKeHCPYzrA/s1600-h/IMG_1410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP8vXyzSRI/AAAAAAAAAO4/ReKeHCPYzrA/s200/IMG_1410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216290684196309266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP6KBp-Z-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/N5SD6aM9DyI/s1600-h/IMG_1422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP6KBp-Z-I/AAAAAAAAAOY/N5SD6aM9DyI/s200/IMG_1422.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216287843575293922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-7665525854757882307?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7665525854757882307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=7665525854757882307' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7665525854757882307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7665525854757882307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/06/when-i-came-back-home-from-vacation-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SGP1vbdJnXI/AAAAAAAAANo/ZJW_j3MaHaQ/s72-c/IMG_1487.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-1299656323671810168</id><published>2008-06-08T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:39:37.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Leah's itinerary:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June 9-12: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;June 13-14: Johor Bahru&lt;br /&gt;June 15-18: Malacca&lt;br /&gt;June 19: Johor Bahru&lt;br /&gt;June 20-21: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;June 22: USA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-1299656323671810168?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1299656323671810168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=1299656323671810168' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/1299656323671810168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/1299656323671810168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/06/leahs-itinerary-june-9-12-singapore.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-8682001141629179487</id><published>2008-05-29T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T21:51:38.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just decided that I'm going to Malaysia next week.  See you there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-8682001141629179487?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8682001141629179487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=8682001141629179487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8682001141629179487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8682001141629179487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-just-found-out-today-that-i-am-going.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-5341966760616566103</id><published>2008-05-26T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T21:40:21.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitten Meow</title><content type='html'>We had a lil' visitor at KL.  She has two names, Miley Cyrus and Zeratul.  She lived in my bathroom for a day.  She meowed all the time, so much that we got used to the meowing.  It was sad cuz she always hissed at me when I wanted to go potty.  Yep, she didn't really like anyone much.  She's gone now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SDuNS06JOiI/AAAAAAAAANI/-0gs--Cp23Y/s1600-h/Photo+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SDuNS06JOiI/AAAAAAAAANI/-0gs--Cp23Y/s320/Photo+18.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204909148936419874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-5341966760616566103?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5341966760616566103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=5341966760616566103' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5341966760616566103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5341966760616566103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Kitten Meow'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SDuNS06JOiI/AAAAAAAAANI/-0gs--Cp23Y/s72-c/Photo+18.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-242331886365524901</id><published>2008-05-25T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T10:37:49.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SDmhj06JOfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/p3P3JxibxYU/s1600-h/IMG_0217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SDmhj06JOfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/p3P3JxibxYU/s200/IMG_0217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204368481273330162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leah graduated!  She starts working at a preschool May 30th but no worries, she'll probably look for something else.  Just wanted to start with SOMETHING besides the restaurant industry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-242331886365524901?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/242331886365524901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=242331886365524901' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/242331886365524901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/242331886365524901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/05/leahs-graduated.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SDmhj06JOfI/AAAAAAAAAMw/p3P3JxibxYU/s72-c/IMG_0217.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-3804072501942319250</id><published>2008-05-15T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T13:32:59.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Modern Art</title><content type='html'>Kai and I live together (aka KL Austin) and it had been my assignment to find some light fixture for the living room (some Austin apartments do not have a main light in the living room and so you have to plug one in).  My vision was a light from the ceiling, since that'd provide the most light.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCydllbcZaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WzxhlbI4wBQ/s1600-h/IMG_0333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCydllbcZaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WzxhlbI4wBQ/s320/IMG_0333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200704938734020002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So what I did was I bought a lightbulb, electric line, and extension cord.  But with this design, it was basically a lightbulb hanging from the ceiling.  The only problem was that I bought a lightbulb that was huge aka TOO BRIGHT.  To give it a classier look as well as to dim the light a little I used a paper bag as a lamp shade.  Kai liked the end result better with the new lampshade because it looked definitely hand made.  I personally thought the paper bag had a modern edge to it.  I was proud of my new light fixture.  But it was STILL too bright.&lt;br /&gt;My solution?  I decided to add some asian flavor, which would also add even MORE modern edge.  So now the paper bag has chinese written all over it.  WHEE!  I know I have inspired you to have a paper bag hanging from your ceiling.  Yes, you can be awesome too. o(^.^)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCyd7VbcZbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/EkQ85pHv1k0/s1600-h/IMG_0632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCyd7VbcZbI/AAAAAAAAAMU/EkQ85pHv1k0/s320/IMG_0632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200705312396174770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-3804072501942319250?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/3804072501942319250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=3804072501942319250' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/3804072501942319250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/3804072501942319250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/05/post-has-been-overdue-so-here-it-is-kai.html' title='Bright Modern Art'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCydllbcZaI/AAAAAAAAAMM/WzxhlbI4wBQ/s72-c/IMG_0333.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-8960055205508113034</id><published>2008-04-12T19:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T20:02:22.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>現在</title><content type='html'>Okay cousins, I ask for your help.&lt;br /&gt;My teacher played two songs that I fell in love with but I can't find who the singer is.  One of the songs she played was 存在 which I found "5566" sang it but I'm guessing they weren't the original singers of the song, since the version we heard was a solo, which I liked better.  Please help your poor cousin fulfill her chinese song collection!!!!  Ｏh, and if you have any recommendations of then hook me up!!&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=Hqty0e-KiPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the lyrics in simplified (you really don't expect me to actually type out all the lyrics do you?)&lt;br /&gt;你说着 我听着 像海浪打着 沙滩烧着&lt;br /&gt;你的忧伤大于快乐 连彩虹都只剩下一种颜色&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我听着 你说着 像刀子划的 隐隐痛着&lt;br /&gt;就因为爱没有规则 所以心痛了死了回不去了&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;但是我存在着 我一直存在着&lt;br /&gt;和你一起的照片仍在我的手机上贴着&lt;br /&gt;爱会永远永远 你说的&lt;br /&gt;离开我的时候 却没舍不得&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我真的存在着 我一直存在着&lt;br /&gt;不管是疯的气的我受着我紧紧手握着&lt;br /&gt;傻傻的陪着守着证明你值得&lt;br /&gt;但我会笑着因为一切都值得&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-8960055205508113034?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8960055205508113034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=8960055205508113034' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8960055205508113034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8960055205508113034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='現在'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-5643365798787572423</id><published>2008-03-16T13:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T15:00:11.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new outlook</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R97p3vdORUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1NOvHpzEJZM/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R97p3vdORUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1NOvHpzEJZM/s200/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178833765363762498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mommy went with me as I had my hair chopped off to be donated to &lt;a href="http://www.locksoflove.org/"&gt;Locks of Love&lt;/a&gt;.  I miss having my long hair mainly because me with short hair is a completely different look.  I don't look bad, just fabulous in a different way.  No worries, when donating hair you don't have to have it so short, I just wanted a boy haircut.  I was worried about how work would react but they all love it, even my customers love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-5643365798787572423?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/5643365798787572423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=5643365798787572423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5643365798787572423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/5643365798787572423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='A new outlook'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R97p3vdORUI/AAAAAAAAALQ/1NOvHpzEJZM/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-165367237022117844</id><published>2008-03-02T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T11:13:10.704-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My father double booked himself so I took over one of his duties yesterday as he finished the other.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R8r7_SomWCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MAgIGDZntUY/s1600-h/Paramecium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R8r7_SomWCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MAgIGDZntUY/s200/Paramecium.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173224186740889634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was part of a biology booth that had a line of microscopes with different things to look at.  I had a huge line of people waiting to look thru the microscopes, it was awesome!  The booth was the star of the show.  Thru the chaos, the most bizarre thing happened, someone stole the paramecium.  Yes, someone stole single celled organisms.  What would someone want with paramecium, esp since one needs a microscope to see them?  No idea.  I just don't understand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-165367237022117844?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/165367237022117844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=165367237022117844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/165367237022117844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/165367237022117844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-father-double-booked-himself-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R8r7_SomWCI/AAAAAAAAAKg/MAgIGDZntUY/s72-c/Paramecium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-4839802697199899390</id><published>2007-12-26T14:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T14:40:31.169-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas with the cousins in Austin :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LVPUVz6XI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rq9lr_L8MnE/s1600-h/IMG_0225.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LVPUVz6XI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rq9lr_L8MnE/s200/IMG_0225.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148411783172843890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LUukVz6WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/j2xpFP7TpM8/s1600-h/IMG_0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LUukVz6WI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/j2xpFP7TpM8/s200/IMG_0224.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148411220532128098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LVskVz6ZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qW09qsSLLpk/s1600-h/IMG_0232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LVskVz6ZI/AAAAAAAAAJo/qW09qsSLLpk/s200/IMG_0232.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148412285684017554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LV9UVz6aI/AAAAAAAAAJw/tEpaiqJTMtc/s1600-h/IMG_0233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LV9UVz6aI/AAAAAAAAAJw/tEpaiqJTMtc/s200/IMG_0233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148412573446826402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LVc0Vz6YI/AAAAAAAAAJg/lra3QY9vS2c/s1600-h/IMG_0226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LVc0Vz6YI/AAAAAAAAAJg/lra3QY9vS2c/s200/IMG_0226.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148412015101077890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LWIUVz6bI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rE0KNhBZWAg/s1600-h/IMG_0234.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LWIUVz6bI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rE0KNhBZWAg/s200/IMG_0234.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148412762425387442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LWskVz6dI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6AmtTDPsmjs/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LWskVz6dI/AAAAAAAAAKI/6AmtTDPsmjs/s200/IMG_0237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148413385195645394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LWgUVz6cI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-ePUh1UpjJU/s1600-h/IMG_0235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LWgUVz6cI/AAAAAAAAAKA/-ePUh1UpjJU/s200/IMG_0235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148413174742247874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LW50Vz6eI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RNybu3SVeQw/s1600-h/IMG_0238.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LW50Vz6eI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/RNybu3SVeQw/s200/IMG_0238.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148413612828912098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-4839802697199899390?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4839802697199899390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=4839802697199899390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4839802697199899390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4839802697199899390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/12/cousins-in-austin.html' title='Christmas with the cousins in Austin :)'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/R3LVPUVz6XI/AAAAAAAAAJY/rq9lr_L8MnE/s72-c/IMG_0225.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-2314021755525154010</id><published>2007-10-30T18:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T19:24:31.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spice Up Your Life</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to go out because Halloween is the day I work(whee to making drinks!) but I did have a costume.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RyfhP3pRzaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HPvYo_lJ6zE/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RyfhP3pRzaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HPvYo_lJ6zE/s200/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127314363535969698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This past wkend I was a Spice Girl, Sporty Spice to be precise.  I spent some money for that outfit, but I didn't mind so much since they're comfortable and I'm gonna use it again.  For me, whenever I work out or run, I get really itchy because apparently that's what cotton does.  And sport clothes help decrease that, which obviously I would like.  So happy medium for me!I had to put a lot of gel in my hair to get rid of my bangs. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.poprock80s.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/spice-girls.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.poprock80s.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2007/06/spice-girls.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For the pic above, the order of who is in the pic(excluding the Darth Vader aka Danny): Fran, Dalina, myself, Alisha, and Paige.  If you are bored and want to kinda play a game, you can try to guess who's who.  I agree it will be somewhat difficult because most of the girls did not dress up to the best potential(I was the most recognizable to ppl).  The ACTUAL Spice Girls in order from left to right in the picture below:Posh, Sporty, Scary(in gold), Ginger(in red), and Baby.  Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-2314021755525154010?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/2314021755525154010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=2314021755525154010' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/2314021755525154010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/2314021755525154010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/10/spice-up-your-life.html' title='Spice Up Your Life'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RyfhP3pRzaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/HPvYo_lJ6zE/s72-c/IMG_0789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-9110902118856173726</id><published>2007-10-16T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:53:34.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New Camera!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWscrpjP8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Y2TugAygfaw/s1600-h/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWscrpjP8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Y2TugAygfaw/s200/IMG_0459.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122189759957123010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWsQ7pjP7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K4Sg4SnVAi4/s1600-h/IMG_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWsQ7pjP7I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K4Sg4SnVAi4/s200/IMG_0460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122189558093660082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a new camera a couple days ago!  It's very awesome, I like it!  It's not very attractive which is why I think the price was lower than the other cameras.  But I checked out all the info, in comparison to the other cameras Best Buy was selling, and this camera was better overall.  It may not look attractive or sleek but, unlike the other cameras available for at least $50 more, this camera has the MANUAL mode(which is more like taking pics with a nice camera that isn't digital).  So I got it with no regrets.  I've been learning some of its features, my favorite being it's ability to take pics really close.  Either way, I've been playing with it a bit!  Kai, of course, enjoyed being a model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWwgbpjQBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zRlyeGKw5PQ/s1600-h/IMG_0521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWwgbpjQBI/AAAAAAAAAJA/zRlyeGKw5PQ/s200/IMG_0521.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122194222428143634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWwZLpjQAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zNKVDmaDBlY/s1600-h/IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWwZLpjQAI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zNKVDmaDBlY/s200/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122194097874092034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To create the picture of my eye with my name on it was a bit more work than Kai modeling in behind flowers.  Originally I had my glasses on and wrote my name normally on the computer.  However, I realized there were two reflections(from my eyes and the glasses) as well as the characters being backwards(since it's a mirror image).  I don't have a program on my computer to flip the picture.  Therefore, I had to write the characters backwards on the computer(aka using a mouse which is not the same as writing it by hand) and hope for the best.  Luckily, it turns out that my chinese handwriting backwards on the computer isn't TOO bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWudrpjP9I/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZKewRu6kPSs/s1600-h/IMG_0442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWudrpjP9I/AAAAAAAAAIg/ZKewRu6kPSs/s200/IMG_0442.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122191976160247762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In other news, Kai still loves his bunny, Kiki.  And, I will admit, Kiki is a really cute bunny, even though she's very naughty.  I just needed to add this picture because I'm sure Kai might actually want it as well as to prove that even though Kai has shown pics of Kiki looking evil, she is not infact evil.  Just has redeye sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-9110902118856173726?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9110902118856173726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=9110902118856173726' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/9110902118856173726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/9110902118856173726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-i-got-new-camera-couple-days-ago-its.html' title='New Camera!'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RxWscrpjP8I/AAAAAAAAAIY/Y2TugAygfaw/s72-c/IMG_0459.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-4374645551925881251</id><published>2007-10-03T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-03T22:14:41.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pooh be GONE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RwR2urpjP0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/0686L3QcKGg/s1600-h/Photo+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RwR2urpjP0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/0686L3QcKGg/s320/Photo+102.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117345620962787138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made myself a new hat with a Winnie the Pooh kiddie costume body suit(I found it for $3).  I like it.  I'm gonna wear it to school tomorrow with pride, even when ppl look at me funny(which will happen).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-4374645551925881251?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4374645551925881251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=4374645551925881251' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4374645551925881251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4374645551925881251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/10/pooh-be-gone.html' title='Pooh be GONE!'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RwR2urpjP0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/0686L3QcKGg/s72-c/Photo+102.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-9095349054955197093</id><published>2007-09-19T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T10:59:22.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Optimus Wars</title><content type='html'>My friend Daniel, who happens to be a comic book artist, drew a pic of Optimus Prime on a computer program.  I saw the pic and created war.  I was defeated but then my friend, Steven, cut in and saved Leah's Optimus.  This is the result:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RvIENhw0XRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aIaeAxhnVp4/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RvIENhw0XRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aIaeAxhnVp4/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112153157466873106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RvIEmxw0XSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/b3_tbWRun3A/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RvIEmxw0XSI/AAAAAAAAAGw/b3_tbWRun3A/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112153591258570018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RvIEzBw0XTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VISA-2qRfeg/s1600-h/Picture+3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RvIEzBw0XTI/AAAAAAAAAG4/VISA-2qRfeg/s320/Picture+3.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112153801711967538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RwE0jLpjPxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/yNAh7oKXz0Q/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RwE0jLpjPxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/yNAh7oKXz0Q/s320/Picture+1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116428430696726290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RwE0rbpjPyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zmnSeytSEG0/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RwE0rbpjPyI/AAAAAAAAAHI/zmnSeytSEG0/s320/Picture+2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116428572430647074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-9095349054955197093?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/9095349054955197093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=9095349054955197093' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/9095349054955197093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/9095349054955197093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/09/my-friend-daniel-who-happens-to-be.html' title='The Optimus Wars'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RvIENhw0XRI/AAAAAAAAAGo/aIaeAxhnVp4/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-634439339473119160</id><published>2007-08-17T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T23:21:43.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kitty Rescue</title><content type='html'>Today, Kai let the kitty out onto the balcony. 20 minutes later, when he went back outside, "Leah..." The kitty had jumped to the balcony next door. That's over 5 ft away! I was impressed but now we had to figure out how to get the kitty back. Yes, it jumped to the balcony next door but it's doubtful that it'd do it again. After some critical thinking, I suggested we use my mattress, placing it as a lil' walkway for the kitty. We tried one of my lighter mattresses first. It was easy to get over to the other side. The problem was that this mattress was way too flimsy, if the kitty &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RsaP57FpguI/AAAAAAAAAEg/bBuXi9oR2-c/s1600-h/CIMG3407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RsaP57FpguI/AAAAAAAAAEg/bBuXi9oR2-c/s200/CIMG3407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099921853320364770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;got onto it, the kitty(even tho light) would of probably been too heavy for the mattress and fallen down the stairs. So then we decided to use my actual mattress. Since the mattress was heavy and a little flimsy, Kai had a hard time forcing the mattress to raise high enough to reach the other balcony. While doing this, we started laughing in response to people walking to their car, looking at us, us laughing at what it must look like we're doing. After many attempts, Kai finally got the mattress to the other balcony. The mattress still wasn't long enough so Kai was forced to hold the mattress on our end as it hung from the other balcony. At first, the kitty just looked at us like a punk, sitting there. I took some documentation just cuz it was a funny moment but also because I knew the kitty would be influenced to watch me and come back to me. Sure enough, the kitty took the bait and walked along the mattress and crawled toward me. As soon as she got close enough, I grabbed her by the top of her neck and dragged her inside, Kai following with the mattress. We felt like firemen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-634439339473119160?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/634439339473119160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=634439339473119160' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/634439339473119160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/634439339473119160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/08/kitty-rescue.html' title='Kitty Rescue'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RsaP57FpguI/AAAAAAAAAEg/bBuXi9oR2-c/s72-c/CIMG3407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-7640110724010509938</id><published>2007-07-30T21:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T23:00:11.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hmm... this summer has gone by way too slowly... it's only been 3 MONTHS and it's still summer!  It feels like it's been about 6-8 months.  I only feel like it's dragged due to taking summer school.  It will be over in 2 wks though, yipee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Rq7BLsDdo2I/AAAAAAAAADw/YxV-1B3yONc/s1600-h/DSC02451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Rq7BLsDdo2I/AAAAAAAAADw/YxV-1B3yONc/s200/DSC02451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093220635151016802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But on the bright side, I had a slight vacation!  Yes, you know it, a packed wkend of fun!  First off, I went to SeaWorld!  I hadn't been there since I was about 10 so it was fun!  I got to ride on all the roller coasters(2), get some sun(I usually swim everyday but it's been raining like crazy here), cry during the Shamu show, see other shows such as the adorable beluga whale show, eat cotton candy(yummy!!!!), and not be at school or work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Rq7LpMDdo5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/wkzIpcHWlEY/s1600-h/DSC02648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Rq7LpMDdo5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/wkzIpcHWlEY/s200/DSC02648.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5093232137073435538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I also found out that weekend that I'm really horrible at bowling.  I remember bowling 2 times in my life.  Once was in Malaysia at one of the malls, the other was at Paige's thing.  I scored pretty badly, but hey!  I learned that bowling isn't my thing, good times!  I still dislike it.  I'm more of a person who uses their legs, not arms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-7640110724010509938?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/7640110724010509938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=7640110724010509938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7640110724010509938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/7640110724010509938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/07/hello-so-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Rq7BLsDdo2I/AAAAAAAAADw/YxV-1B3yONc/s72-c/DSC02451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-1197867652796435573</id><published>2007-06-20T10:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T10:33:42.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How would Gandhi deal with zombies?</title><content type='html'>How would Gandhi deal with zombies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wondering this for a while. He is both warrior and pacifist(going by the strict definitions of both).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a warrior were dealing with zombies, he'd &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.geocities.com/ganesha_gate/gandhi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/ganesha_gate/gandhi2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;slaughter them. The act of zombies killing humans would obviously be an evil act, especially since the zombies killing is not a justified cause. Therefore killing the zombies would be justified. But the dilemma here is the fact that zombies are killing for food like a wolf would kill a rabbit. So is this situation really justified?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the otherhand, pacifists would avoid the situation altogether. They avoid the notion of killing any other human no matter the case. But the problem here is the definition of what is human. Would zombies be considered human? Would destroying them really be killing them since they are supposed to be dead technically.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Gandhi, carrying both motifs in his beliefs, what would he do in this sort of situation. Looking at his past protests, one thing he could do would be to fast until the zombies stopped their misdoings. Gandhi only used this technique of fasting because he knew it would be an affective way to stop the violence, and since it would not be affective with zombies, fasting wouldn't be the way to go about this situation. But Gandhi is also known to be stubborn, so maybe he would fast until the zombies stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't done enough research to think of any other ways he'd protest.  Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-1197867652796435573?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/1197867652796435573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=1197867652796435573' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/1197867652796435573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/1197867652796435573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-would-gandhi-deal-with-zombies.html' title='How would Gandhi deal with zombies?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-8434574471603894618</id><published>2007-04-24T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T14:11:03.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>eggs?</title><content type='html'>Hello!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been bloggin' for a while, just haven't been online much in general!  But since I'm here, might as well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Ri5rRm0S-yI/AAAAAAAAADo/S7k14bNd4wA/s1600-h/n7952249_37482129_1065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Ri5rRm0S-yI/AAAAAAAAADo/S7k14bNd4wA/s200/n7952249_37482129_1065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057097381805488930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jordan for wishing me a happy birthday!  Sorry I didn't answer when you called, I was studying for a test and didn't realized you called.  It's appreciated though!&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do much on my birthday, I just went out, no parties or anything.  It's not that important of a day to me... just seems everyone over here makes a HUGE deal about it...&lt;br /&gt;The pic to the right is a picture with my friend that I've known for over 10 yrs.  10 YEARS!  It's crazy thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently doin' my Chinese hw in the UT computer lab... I am trying to get a lot of hw done early(like 1/2 wk early) so that I can have more time for the next two wks to focus on hardcore studying.&lt;br /&gt;My next two weeks are going to be CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WK 1-3 exams and 1 quiz&lt;br /&gt;WK 2-3 finals and 1 research paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait til it's all over though!  I am going to enjoy the sun.  I was planning on going to China for the summer to teach English but I don't know if my application &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Ri5qZ20S-xI/AAAAAAAAADg/u21oTd3xOnI/s1600-h/n7952249_37482195_6165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Ri5qZ20S-xI/AAAAAAAAADg/u21oTd3xOnI/s200/n7952249_37482195_6165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057096424027781906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;even made it to China... so for now I'm just planning on summer school, which I've never done before so it should be interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what is new since last time I updated... I currently live at home with NO JOB.  I quit a couple weeks ago because working for a family friend is a pain and I needed more time to study.  It feels odd.  Being completely dependent on my parents for money...  Changing spending habits wasn't TOO hard to deal with... but not having a continuous cash flow is a really bizarre concept for me.  I've earned money(never got an allowance) since middle school...  I'm definately going to get a job once this semester is over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-8434574471603894618?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/8434574471603894618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=8434574471603894618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8434574471603894618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/8434574471603894618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/04/eggs.html' title='eggs?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/Ri5rRm0S-yI/AAAAAAAAADo/S7k14bNd4wA/s72-c/n7952249_37482129_1065.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-4676513385581931236</id><published>2007-01-16T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:23:37.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a white Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.tribe.net/tribe/upload/photo/f6c/6be/f6c6be88-186f-464c-b87c-392e48049070"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://images.tribe.net/tribe/upload/photo/f6c/6be/f6c6be88-186f-464c-b87c-392e48049070" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It snowed over here today (it's a very hot and somewhat humid place here)  Cars were so iced over that even if you got the ice off the key hole, you couldn't turn the key.  This day reminded me how nice it is to have friends live close to you.&lt;br /&gt;James and I walked toward each other's places til we each found each other.  I bundled myself up in 2 pairs of socks, long johns, pants, 3 layers of shirts, 2 pairs of gloves per hand, a scarf, and a jacket.  We walked back to my place where we ate cornbread stuffing with hot tea and watched The City of Lost Children thru this &lt;a href="http://links2movies.50webs.org/"&gt;online service&lt;/a&gt;.  It's a very... interesting movie.  Kinda doesn't make much sense at times...  Anyway, today was a good day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-4676513385581931236?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/4676513385581931236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=4676513385581931236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4676513385581931236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/4676513385581931236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/it-snowed-over-here-today-its-very-hot.html' title='Finally, a white Christmas'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-6802461327444709310</id><published>2007-01-10T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T02:43:22.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roommate Blues</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Houston this past wkend.  Once I came back, everything went bad.&lt;br /&gt;I got a message yesterday from my ex telling me to watch out.  &lt;br /&gt;-Someone wanted to blackmail me with something from my computer(webcam pics) and that my roommate was going to steal the info that was gonna be the source of blackmail.&lt;br /&gt;-My roommate was gonna break the lease since I was a slut and I lose the checks he'd give me(aka irresponsible).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decide I needed to talk to my roommate about it.  He and I have different schedules, he wakes up early and sleeps early, I wake up late and sleep late.  So I left a message on the door, "Tell me when you're available to talk."  I woke up and he replied, "Yea, we need to don't we."&lt;br /&gt;...This has a hint of sarcastic bitchiness but I ignored it.  But obviously we weren't gonna talk that night... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went to work.  During my shift I recieve a text message, "I am home now if you &lt;br /&gt;want to come talk but after 9 I would rather not. So it is all up to you."  I reply, "I'm at work til 9:30."  His reply, "Sounds like a personal problem.  Guess it is not happening tonight then."  Obviously a reply like that means he's mad.  So I reply, "Do you have a problem with me?  What did I do?"  No response.  The whole time at work I was feeling queezy.  I hate the feeling that someone is mad at me or hates me.  Esp since I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get home from work and he's there with his brother.  Okay, we won't talk tonight, that's fine.  I don't want to talk when ppl are around.  After my shower, the brother is gone.  I ask my roommate, "Are you mad at me?"  *roomie walks away*  "Andrew, did I make you mad?"  &lt;br /&gt;"Yes"&lt;br /&gt;"Why?"&lt;br /&gt;"You think it's more important for me to pay you the rent vs paying my loan sharks."&lt;br /&gt;"...you never told me about this, how can you be mad at me for me not knowing?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I know."&lt;br /&gt;Last wk, I had told him that I wanted him to start paying the bills by the 1st of the month from now on.  He has NEVER paid me rent on time and it's a bit unfair to me to pay 2 ppls rent ON TIME when he can delay 2 wks.  I esp think it's unfair since I make less money than him.  The only reason why it became an issue to me was because I had paid all the rent for Nov.  He said he's take care of Dec.  He didn't.  He couldn't.  He asked me to take care of it.  BTW, he had just bought a Nintendo Wii($250) along with games($50/each).  (I believe he also bought an XBOX360 for his brother but I could be wrong so I'll let that slide)  So I thought it was a bit lame to not be able to pay for rent which costs the same as the system with games.  So that's why I talked to him about paying rent on time.  But when he told me about the loan sharks, I shoulda asked him why he bought a game system... I SHOULDA!  But oh well...  I was more confused at the time than witty.  But seriously, if I knew, I woulda understood.  I would of given him all the time he needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...he's also mad at me because I "lose" checks he gives me.  He mentioned he had to rewrite 2 of them.  Which I explained to him, the first one he wrote wrong, and second one I did lose but I found it the same day and gave it to him to tear up.  He is also mad cuz I don't turn the checks in right away.  I have and have had a really busy schedule.  I have to give them to my mother to take care of them.  "Why not put it in your purse then?"  ...I don't USE purses.... which I explained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also heard he'd been calling me a slut, "Do you think I'm a slut?"  "Yes, but I don't talk about it.  It's because you have guys come over."  I have guy friends... they come over to visit.  I have friends that are GUYS... so this makes me a slut?  Even if they were to sleep over, I have 2 beds, they do NOT sleep in the same bed as me.  I've only dated one guy and he hasn't even been over.  Though in all seriousness, the only guy friends I can think of that have come over, other than Kai, have been 4 others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's also mad because I always have to be right all the time.  As if I'm opinionated.  "What?  When was this."  His example was for his cat.  I claimed it had sprayed the closet cuz I cleaned up after it.  I told him he needs to get his cats balls removed because it has been meowing the horny call.  He claimed the smell or spill I cleaned up was spoiled cat food.  Either way, I asked him to take care of this because he had just bought a Nintendo Wii and if you can buy that, you can pay for the cats balls being cut off.  Either way, if you say something and I disagree and have evidence to back it up, it's not that I'm opinionated, I'm just defending myself when I feel I'm being wrongly accused.  Everyone does that.  Even he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told him I'd let him sleep... throughout the whole thing he kept talking about how he was tired because he didn't get home til a certain time.  But I told him that he seriously needs to talk to me when there's a problem.  If he has a problem with me, tell me and I'll try to solve or fix it.  I'm the type of person that like to solve the conflict when it occurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this resolves better in the morning.  I cried to a friend for the very first time today... I just couldn't understand why he was mad at me for any of this.  He's mainly mad about the paying rent on time thing.  I'm trying to figure where am I to blame for this.  I really don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He alerted me that he's gonna break the lease and move out in Feb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-6802461327444709310?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6802461327444709310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=6802461327444709310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6802461327444709310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6802461327444709310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-post.html' title='Roommate Blues'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-6121139493020483634</id><published>2006-12-30T19:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T23:15:03.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Booger... *ahem* I mean Blogger, I owe you an apology</title><content type='html'>I'm supposed to apologize to Blogger because I kinda forgot you log in using your email.  Sorry Blogger, I still dislike you tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG... I should be really mad right now.  Last month, my roommate didn't pay rent so we agreed he'd pay for next month.  He just bought 2 game systems(a Wii and an Xbox 360, both at least $200) along with games($50/each).  He came up to me today, "Leah, I can't pay rent, so you'll have to cover it and I'll pay you later."  That means I've paid rent for the past 2 months, and he owes me $625!  UGH!!!!!!!  I'm thinkin' I should be mean about it and refuse.  He can find his own way to deal with rent because I, who works less and therefore earns less money can do my part, he can too.  UGH!&lt;br /&gt;On a happy note...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RZdhZ7MaBjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r1zk6Q2-Rek/s1600-h/IMG_2451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RZdhZ7MaBjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r1zk6Q2-Rek/s200/IMG_2451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014583808114689586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RZdhBbMaBiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xU71nc2ICF4/s1600-h/722015-R1-010-3A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RZdhBbMaBiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/xU71nc2ICF4/s200/722015-R1-010-3A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014583387207894562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my cousins on the American side, the first pic was taken I believe 10 yrs ago? We definately all look really different! I like lookin' at it this way though, it just reminds me of the greatness of family, how you can never compete with the relationship of family. I really should suggest having these two pics up at my house right next to each other. Actually, I think I'll buy a couple of frames tomorrow and hang em at my house for my parents to find. My uncles and aunts all joked to do this again in 10 more yrs... but dunno who'd wanna sit on bottom when we're in our 30's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-6121139493020483634?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6121139493020483634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=6121139493020483634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6121139493020483634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6121139493020483634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-supposed-to-apologize-to-blogger.html' title='Booger... *ahem* I mean Blogger, I owe you an apology'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RZdhZ7MaBjI/AAAAAAAAAC8/r1zk6Q2-Rek/s72-c/IMG_2451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-6870006796879037552</id><published>2006-12-30T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T11:48:55.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my tofu heart burns.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RZbCbLMaBhI/AAAAAAAAACo/nTHI-NyoVh8/s1600-h/635663106.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RZbCbLMaBhI/AAAAAAAAACo/nTHI-NyoVh8/s320/635663106.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5014409007240709650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh eee ohhh.  Killa Tofu!! Ohh eehh ohhh.  Killa Tophuuuuuu!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-6870006796879037552?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/6870006796879037552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=6870006796879037552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6870006796879037552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/6870006796879037552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/my-tofu-heart-burns.html' title='my tofu heart burns.'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RZbCbLMaBhI/AAAAAAAAACo/nTHI-NyoVh8/s72-c/635663106.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-365858872841154770</id><published>2006-12-02T00:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T01:12:06.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCNNVEzhI/AAAAAAAAABs/lvhB2R-u7Qw/s1600-h/IMG_2375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCNNVEzhI/AAAAAAAAABs/lvhB2R-u7Qw/s320/IMG_2375.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003853455669120530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCN9VEziI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YIu3lJk40oY/s1600-h/IMG_2403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCN9VEziI/AAAAAAAAAB0/YIu3lJk40oY/s320/IMG_2403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003853468554022434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCO9VEzjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nqk-fLIcxps/s1600-h/IMG_2409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCO9VEzjI/AAAAAAAAAB8/nqk-fLIcxps/s320/IMG_2409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003853485733891634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCP9VEzkI/AAAAAAAAACE/b96aag0Uu5Q/s1600-h/IMG_2419.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCP9VEzkI/AAAAAAAAACE/b96aag0Uu5Q/s320/IMG_2419.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003853502913760834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCRNVEzlI/AAAAAAAAACM/2zzFO9s5H0s/s1600-h/IMG_2434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCRNVEzlI/AAAAAAAAACM/2zzFO9s5H0s/s320/IMG_2434.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003853524388597330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend, Jael, and I took pics diff places on campus. We didn't have someone to help us take the pictures, we just had to use the timer on my computer(and run fast). We didn't mean for this to happen, it just kinda did! Most of campus isn't as pretty, it was just the area we were in. Sadly I had to go to work, otherwise there'd be more locations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...in order to write this post, I was forced to join Beta Blogger... arg...  I'm worried.   So many horror stories from two other cousins but oh well!  Hope it works out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year will be over soon, how refreshing.   Kai and I went to a concert today and one of the topics was how much this year sucked.   Well, I admit lots about it sucked, esp the first half.&lt;br /&gt;2006 started really crappy(an extremely rocky relationship that almost ended with a restraining order) but  I liked the second half though.  It had new perks.  I finally didn't work Friday AND Saturday(both days of the wkend) therefore I got to see my friends, whee!  Because of that simple decision of NOT working on Saturdays, man, it's done a lot to make this semester quite grand!&lt;br /&gt;I want to end this year by visiting a friend who's in Tokyo but I doubt that'll happen, it'll cost $1,200 and that's if I leave Christmas day.  It's the only thing I want for Christmas, the only thing I've ever wanted for a Christmas... lol, I'm not gonna try hard wishing though, it's probably better I stay in Austin and make money versus go to Japan to spend money.  Ohhh.. how I woulda loved to go though....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXE_StVEzfI/AAAAAAAAABU/Sst32m0NI-Y/s1600-h/PB110018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXE_StVEzfI/AAAAAAAAABU/Sst32m0NI-Y/s320/PB110018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003850251623517682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXE-OtVEzeI/AAAAAAAAABI/BgZrkaXYa2k/s1600-h/IMG_2438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXE-OtVEzeI/AAAAAAAAABI/BgZrkaXYa2k/s320/IMG_2438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5003849083392413154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Btw, for those who didn't know, KEVIN ROX!  He's a vampire, I suggested the red for the blood!  o(^.^)o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I think my favorite part of this journal is the pictures I can put on here!  Other than that, it's so much easier to check if ppl have updated their journals with livejournal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit early but HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!  Make good resolutions and KEEP THEM!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-365858872841154770?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/365858872841154770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=365858872841154770' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/365858872841154770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/365858872841154770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5dfft1d399E/RXFCNNVEzhI/AAAAAAAAABs/lvhB2R-u7Qw/s72-c/IMG_2375.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-116377974279311513</id><published>2006-11-17T07:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T08:32:39.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I'm going to cut a deal with my roomie.  He has a new job now which he works constantly so when he gets home, he's a bit too tired to do the chores around the house.  Understandable(cept he never did them before anyway, *snickers*).  Because of this, I clean the house(well, I've been doing this since we moved in technically):dishes, trash, bathroom, etc.  I wanna make a deal to where I don't have to have a kitty litter box in my room.  Just take it out of there so there will only be one kitty litter box, his.  This apartment is small enough for one anyway.  That could be his own responsibility, his only contribution to the chores around the house.  Yes, this is for my own benefit as well-I hate doing kitty litter but I hate trash most so it's a fair deal.  Actually, I really hate having kitty litter in my room(the kitties hang out in my room more often) because I need to clean mine more often than his, wayyyy more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my webcam ROX!  It can make anyone look beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/Photo%2040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/200/Photo%2040.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/Photo%2038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/200/Photo%2038.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/Photo%2033.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/200/Photo%2033.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/Photo%2017.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/200/IMG_2221.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been trying to go skydiving for the past 3 weeks.  The first time we went, there was a 2 hour wait.  The second time we went, the clouds are too low.  Now we can't do it for a while since my friends work schedules conflict.  Either way, when I go, I'll take those pictures and post them on here just for ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/IMG_2239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/200/IMG_2239.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not sure if this is only familiar in American culture: the dance in the Thriller video by Michael Jackson-my friends and I had a Hallows Eve party and we made a cd&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/n7903071_34477831_7965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/200/n7903071_34477831_7965.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; with the song on it so that we'd spontaneously do the dance to.  Since we learned it 2 hrs before the party, it wasn't completely accurate nor successful but it was fun!Lots of people enjoyed it and it was a rare occasion.  A must see attraction!  Luckily I have a recording of it but since the room was kinda dark it's hard to see much.  So sad...  So yeah, that's what's the story behind this pic!  I like it.  One of the spectators took the pic, we were a hit I guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my very first military ball last wkend.  Sadly I don't have any pictures but just know I was dressed up in a nice sparkly dress with a marine.  He was quite the gentleman so it was enjoyable!  I learned a lot about the military and have a new respect for it.  One of the best parts was the food.  I didn't expect food and it was delicious!  I gobbled all of it up and I'm very picky when it comes to food.&lt;br /&gt;The worst part was getting home.  We went to a party afterward(which was boring for me, I'm not much for getting drunk and smoking weed)  There were two other people I came with, Karla and Angel.  I needed something from the car so I asked Karla(it was her car) for the keys and Angel gave me the keys(since we were wearing dresses so she didn't have pockets).  When I came back, I gave the keys back to Angel.  For the rest of the night, Karla hated me(I didn't give the keys directly back to her so I made her mad).  Because of that, at 3am I had to call a friend to pick my date and I up.  She refused to have me in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/IMG_2311.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/200/IMG_2311.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Before the military ball, the girls and I went shopping.  I felt very accomplished!  I only used $25USD(92ringgit) to buy 3 shirts of 11 pairs of underwear.  AWESOMENESS!  That would normally cost $78USD(289ringgit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sad!  I was supposed to go to Chile's today to eat this delicious desert but no one can go with me!  Maybe next time...  *cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-116346506307570838?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/116346506307570838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=116346506307570838' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/116346506307570838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/116346506307570838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want-dessert.html' title='I want dessert'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-115973301398586268</id><published>2006-10-01T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T21:40:42.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Antone's</title><content type='html'>My kitties are cute!  They like sleeping in my room most, rah!  It's just a pic necessary.  For the ignorant, the one of the left is my roommate's kitty(Thomas) and the one on the right is mine(Tilapi)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/IMG_2013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/IMG_2013.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day yesterday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way to Olive Garden(italian restaurant) with Jordan, I called a cousin yesterday and they complained about a lack of updating(even though I update more than the majority of the cousins) but here we go anyway, this goes out to you Jet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that night Kai, Laura, and Leah went to see Cruiserweight.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/IMG_2020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/IMG_2020.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I ordered a cosmopolitan(I dunno any other drink names yet) and omg, PAINFUL!-both for my pocket and my body.  Took me all night to drink that down, the bartender splurged on the alcohol content...  When I was watching her make it, she put 3 different alcohols in there and a twist of lime.  Yep.  That got me walking a bit sideways most of the night, sadly.  &lt;br /&gt;Back to the story, we arrived at 8pm, some band named the Mad Dukes were playing.  9pm, some band with the word super in their name were playing.  10pm, a mysterious band who didn't introduce themselves started playing.  Kai, Laura, and I were confused, asking each other who it was.  There was a crowd around the stage(the stage had been lacking an audience for the other bands).  Turns out it was &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=59366343"&gt;Fastball&lt;/a&gt;, the band we thought was the main show&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/n7952249_33877176_4933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/n7952249_33877176_4933.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(dunno if those songs were popular in Malaysia, they had 3 hits and then became unknown again.  Hint:"Was it out of my head was it out of my mind, how could I have ever been so blind I was looking for an indication, it was hard to find...")  It was cool to sing along to the songs that I knew of theirs, never been to a concert where I can actually sing along to the songs.  I usually go to concerts with friends and don't know the band, SHAME ON ME!&lt;br /&gt;Finally at 12am, &lt;a href="http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&amp;friendID=2005165"&gt;Cruiserweight&lt;/a&gt; came onto the stage.  FINALLY!  WE'VE BEEN WAITING SINCE 8!  Sadly Laura left before she got to see them, she was too tired(which I was too, can't blame her)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/IMG_2028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/IMG_2028.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Definately the most entertaining band, they actually interacted with the audience.  But yep, best part.  While waiting for Cruiserweight, Laura and I went potty and I realized that we had a stall sandwich with the lead singer of Cruiserweight!  WE ROCK BOOTAY!  None of ya'll can say that, can ya'll?  Exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/n29615362_31776915_4446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/320/n29615362_31776915_4446.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kai dropped me back home then I called Jordan to see if the party was still going on(I agreed to go to a party since I thought Cruiserweight was gonna play at 8/9pm)   Only chilled for a little while, played some Fuzion Frenzy.  There was this one game where everyone has a hamburger and you smush bugs going near your burger, keeping them from eating it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/1125701979.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/1125701979.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Afterwards my friend Stephen and I went out to eat at Magnolia Cafe.  For the cousins that visited Austin the most recent of the others, it was the guy you went to the mall with.  I wanted some chinese or viet noodles but it was almost 4am by that time.  So sad for Leah, but oh well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/Jordan%20Party/n29615362_31725884_4494copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/Jordan%20Party/n29615362_31725884_4494copy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;By the way, I CAN PUT MY HAIR UP IN PIGTAILS NOW!  w00tr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-115973301398586268?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115973301398586268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=115973301398586268' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115973301398586268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115973301398586268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/10/antones.html' title='Antone&apos;s'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/Jordan%20Party/th_n29615362_31725884_4494copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-115851394934428173</id><published>2006-09-17T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T10:26:43.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urine Anyone?</title><content type='html'>This morning/afternoon, Dawn and I did a little bit of shopping. Got LOTS, too much stuff, most will probably be returned tomorrow. I tend to buy stuff then return because once you get home, your view changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/Photo%2034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/320/Photo%2034.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dillards was our first location. We tried several outfits, most not working. I picked a few that seemed okay. Either way, put my shirt back on and it had a wet spot. WTH? Probably the ceiling. I looked up top, no dripping. I felt the carpet for a wet spot, bingo! "Shouldn't you check if it's not something else Leah?" Smelled my hand, "Is this piss?" Yes. Someone bloody pissed in the bloody corner for the changing room. BASTARDS! So now my right hand and part of my shirt smell of piss. AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We told the people so things would get cleaned up. Heard horror stories afterwards. How finding pee in the changing room is quite oten. How they've found 30 dresses shat and pissed on. Etc, etc, etc, makes you rethink that clearance section.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-115851394934428173?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115851394934428173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=115851394934428173' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115851394934428173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115851394934428173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/09/urine-anyone.html' title='Urine Anyone?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-115722560644207528</id><published>2006-09-02T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T14:48:01.286-07:00</updated><title type='text'>update of my summer</title><content type='html'>So here’s what’s been happening in Leah’s life... or at least summer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally I was going to Taiwan to study abroad but my boss needed me at work.  Yes, I work at a restaurant but here's the deal.  It's a family buisness so both husband and wife work daily with 3 days off the whole year.  She was planning to visit her family a yr ago but I went to Malaysia and since I'm their most trusted employee, she stayed home.  Feeling obligated, I canceled my chinese learning plans and worked most of the summer.  Hopefully I'll be going to Taiwan next summer.  For better or worse, my summer was definately action packed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended a 3 yr relationship.  Why?  Things turned sour quickly.  I get to talk to my mother in a couple days about it...which was never part of the plan til I decided I might have to go to court.  Sadly that threat also helped cool things down.  I may or may not expand on that topic in a later post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/n7952249_33283041_3316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/n7952249_33283041_3316.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I started a relationship with someone I’ve known for quite a while and never have really forgotten.  Sadly it ended short for right now he’s in Japan studying abroad.  It’s only been one day since he left and I already feel a bit empty.  I enjoyed myself while he was here for the short period of time.  Some felt that I went into it a bit soon after my other relationship... and that I probably shouldn’t of since he was going to leave soon(2months) but eh, it was my choice.  Either way, I'M A SURVIVOR!  I also feel I need this time to myself anyway... I haven't been single most of my life so it'd be nice to live it for once.&lt;br /&gt;I threw him an expensive going away party before he left which was enjoyable and appreciated greatly.  I got to meet a lot of new people(I invited a lot of his friends that I didn’t know).  Hopefully I’ll see some of them at school this semester, if I recognize them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my car didn’t get “stolen” like a sibling of mine but it did get broken into.  I lack a stereo now.  Quite sad.  WHAT IS A GIRL TO DO WITHOUT MUSIC!  I used to have the habit of trying to turn the radio on... then realizing there wasn’t a radio to turn on.  I’ve finally rid myself of the habit and now I just deal with the silence.  It makes time go by slowly which I can’t stand, especially if it feels that I’m gonna be late for work.  People told me to report it to the police but what would that do?  It’s not like they’re going to find my stereo!  I lack faith in the people who stole the stereo though.  You would think that someone who is stealing a stereo would know that the newer models just require you to push a button to take it out... not pull apart the plastic binding of my car.  It was a bad stereo so I kinda didn’t mind...  It did one of the following at least once per listening.&lt;br /&gt;-change stations randomly&lt;br /&gt;-the volume would randomly go to its loudest&lt;br /&gt;-the radio would start screaming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/n7952249_33281923_5438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/n7952249_33281923_5438.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;However on the good news, I have air conditioning in the car now!  I didn't request it, I was fine with using just windows even though I had several complaints from people I gave rides to.  It's still kinda nice to have when the temp over here is 100F/38C.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I grew closer to some of my girl friends this summer.  I'm not very good with girl on girl interaction because I believe I think more like a guy-A lot of my guy friends even refer to me as "one of the guys."  I'm learning that whole emotion bit though!  My parents don't really show much of it so it seems abstract to me but how can I expect to get closer to people with such a wall?  Actually I somewhat feel that it's done a negative affect on me but I'm not quite sure yet.  I'm currently more insecure about myself, which is a popular "female" trait but that could also be part from my recent relationship I first talked about above or from watching too much Sex and the City.  That show has a lot of insecure women...  Either way, I'm so open with everything BUT my emotions so it's a nice change in pace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/n7952249_33283182_9263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/n7952249_33283182_9263.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my first road trip with friends this past summer-we went to South Padre!  It was quite nice and relaxing.  The condo was gorgeous, the beach was wonderful.  I don’t like sand though, the beach could do without sand.  Or at least someone needs an invention to keep sand from chilling onto your skin, clothes, etc.  Got a nice tan out of the trip!  I mainly splashed around with Dalina(everyone else slept during most of the trip).  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/6da73750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/6da73750.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had my concerns in the beginning of the trip about how things would go with this group of people.  The people who went know of each other but don't eally hang out with each other.  To our luck, everyone got along great and now I can't think of a better group of people for this trip!  On the bad side, the trip turned out longer than expected when, on the way back to Austin, one of the cars broke down(we went in two cars).  It turned out to be a problem with the alternator but was still a day delay to get home.  I was happy because I got to cancel a shift at work, however, we arrived one hour before the next work shift of mine... BUMMER.  It is now all part of good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my trip to Padre, I was playing at a soccer game and had a knee attack my knee.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/n7952249_33283204_3831.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/n7952249_33283204_3831.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bruise lasted for about a wk, the whole Padre trip.  I kept progress just because it was the thing to do.  I find beauty where most people turn away from.  I was quite proud of the bruise actually... the only bad thing was when the waves at the beach would brush against my skin, that slight pressure(even underwater) was PAINFUL!  The picture of the bruise is of one of its better days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/n7920844_31515447_619.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/n7920844_31515447_619.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My hair is still growing.  The pic above is of what it used to be at about... maybe March/April?  I can’t wait til I lack bangs... Bangs are too much work.  They are the reason I look so odd sometimes, cuz I dunno what to do with them.  I’m getting pointers from my girlie friends on how to manage my hairstyle, but sadly since my hair is constantly changing, my hair styles have to constantly change too.  Therefore no more mohawks.  Well, I can still do it...  I'm happy I shaved my head either way.  It was one of my goals in life and an accomplishment I'm quite proud of.  As others put it, kinda ballsy too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before school started, &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/n7952249_33369176_5105.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/n7952249_33369176_5105.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;my friend from California came over to visit which was very awkward.  I think he expected a relationship out of me(the first morning when I woke up, I caught him staring at me, CREEPY!) and since he was staying at my place, it made things very... unescapable.  Either way, I got to enjoy my night life before school started.  Took him to 6th street and got him plenty of free drinks(a girls life is quite nice sometimes).  (BTW, I'm not sunburned in the pic, it's that asian blush of mine)  The night life has helped make me feel my age, for once.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/n7952249_33384747_7481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/n7952249_33384747_7481.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, I finally feel 21.  Either way, here is the most recent picture of Leah, along with hair.  IT'S GROWING!  Slowly to me, but surely!  Dunno if it's a lot of progress for 4-5 months?  Can't wait til I can put it up though...  I miss pigtails!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, now that school has started, my social life shall most likely decline.  But then again, I think my new status and education in life will make this school year more enjoyable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-115722560644207528?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115722560644207528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=115722560644207528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115722560644207528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115722560644207528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/09/update-of-my-summer.html' title='update of my summer'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/S%20Padre/th_n7952249_33283041_3316.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-115414004202712553</id><published>2006-07-28T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T19:38:57.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another goal accomplished</title><content type='html'>My friend, Paige has a grandfather who owns a lakehouse and every summer her grandparents go out of down and leave Paige in charge of the house.  Since yesterday was Paige's last day of staying at a lakehouse, Bevyn and I went to visit.  Nice adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always wanted to swim across Lake Travis(which is where the lakehouse is).  After Paige and I discussed it, Bevyn went ahead and swam across the lake.  I finished my drink and then followed.  However, since I was never in swim team, took me a bit longer... like 30-45 minutes?  It was a nice swim except for the huge waves I had to swim against;I kept choking on water.  What was even more fun were the boats that would speed by, creating more waves.  So eventually I made it to the other side.  I searched for Bevyn but failed, so I just chilled along the rocks for a while and played in the sand.  I saw Danny's sailboat go by the lake a few times but never towards me.  "I guess they're not picking me up."  I headed back to the otherside of the lake, another long swim.  A few boats pass, only one asking if I was okay.  I continue swimming, chokin' from the waves.  The last boat turned around and commanded me to get onto their boat, since they almost ran me over thinking I was a fish.  I get on.  In the distance they saw 2 people on a sailboat waving them down.  The boat went to pick them up and it happens to be Bevyn and Danny, the sail boat rutter broke in half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us return from a rescue mission of the boat to the dock with Paige, her mother, and Joseph cheering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-115414004202712553?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115414004202712553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=115414004202712553' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115414004202712553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115414004202712553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/07/another-goal-accomplished.html' title='Another goal accomplished'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-115213453682312492</id><published>2006-07-05T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T12:54:21.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Update</title><content type='html'>I've been playing FF7 recently.  I have a list of games to complete in order to reach awesomeness level.  Anyway, one of my characters has a weapon called "nail bat."  I didn't realize it was literally a baseball bat with nails on it.  Currently I'm in a battle where all of my ppl are frogs, spinning in confusion while asleep and can't do much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a kitty below me, known by many names but mainly Tilapi.  My roommate brought home a kitten recently so poor Tilapi has been forced to deal with a noisy kitten.  The wall is cracking slowly so all is well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my roommate and I are on better terms now.  We haven't discussed bills or anything yet but when the time comes, I'll get to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/1600/Leah056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8000/2694/320/Leah056.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having a lot of fun, social time recently.  These past 3 wks have been awesome, well, to an extent.  &lt;br /&gt;Babysitting drunks has been fun, though I'm somewhat sad and dissapointed at some of the drunks.  A couple wkends ago was a dramatic party, but no one remembers anything.  That's just sad.&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that McDonalds opens at 5/6am?67&lt;br /&gt;My friend Jiyeon(korean born and raised and only been in Austin for 3 yrs)and I had a romantic date to which she took me to Austin places that I'd never been before.  Isn't that my job?  I finally went to Mt Benell, kinda lame but something I've always heard was in Austin and now I know the shortcut there!&lt;br /&gt;4th of July was wet.  I dressed up because originally I was gonna go with my friends that... dress up often but plans changed last minute.  For that day, I was the fashion designer for dog head cones.  First went to my family friend's BBQ which meant StarCraft noises.  Then I went to Richard's last minute party which was interesting.  I got red.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-115213453682312492?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115213453682312492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=115213453682312492' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115213453682312492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115213453682312492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/07/long-update.html' title='Long Update'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-115164053165888921</id><published>2006-06-29T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T21:08:51.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GRRRR!</title><content type='html'>I'm PO.  Porque?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't complain about this on my actual journal because it's about my current roommate who is, from what I understand, sensitive about everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my problem.  Well, there are several.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***I've been in this apartment for at least 3 wks.  I just NOW got internet, even though we'd had it all this time.  My problem is that my roommate has had it all this time, I let him take over the router since he needed it for school.  Either way, I hadn't had my cords to turn on my computer til today but he made it his responsibility to have the cords to give me internet.  He didn't have them til I supplied them myself today.  He probably wouldn't of had them anytime soon.  I paid for all the internet this month...  Why should I?  I didn't even had internet.  His excuse was that I could have used his own computer.  How can I use a computer that is often occupied because all he does is play computer games?  Shall I use his computer when he's asleep at 3am?  I'm mainly mad because, why couldn't he at least suggest to pay for it?  Is that really an odd request?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Another "odd" request I have...  My roommate recently brought a kitten into the household.  He hasn't even suggested to pay for part of the pet deposit.  I'm expected to pay $400 for having 1/2 the pets???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've grown tired of complaining much more, even though there is plenty more.  Just sucks that I dunno how to confront this matter without being extremely direct since he's too sensitive to deal with it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-115164053165888921?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115164053165888921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=115164053165888921' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115164053165888921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115164053165888921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/06/grrrr.html' title='GRRRR!'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-115022406065432569</id><published>2006-06-13T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T15:02:38.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haters</title><content type='html'>I see the unfortunate-ness of not using my parent's internet/money has caused name calling.  Excuse me for moving between apartments and not having internet as well as a phone for the past month?  The only reason I'm posting now is because I'm at my friend's place.  My love doesn't go out to all the haters out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, I have just moved into my new apartment, but not completely since I still have to move the big furniture but since I don't have any way of contacting ppl with trucks, it's a bit more difficult to handle.  Either way, it's quite comfy even though the AC doesn't work properly (the kitchen is 10 degrees cooler than the bedrooms)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go salsa dancing tomorrow.  I went last Wednesday and it was quite fun, however kinda like a dating service (change dance partners every 2 mins and reintroduce urselves)  Hopefully some of my dance partners don't repeat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/Picture014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/Picture014.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My bf likes Superman.  Therefore I have snuck into his room and put on new Superman bedsheets for him to be welcomed to when he returns home.  Exactly why I have internet right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-115022406065432569?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/115022406065432569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=115022406065432569' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115022406065432569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/115022406065432569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/06/haters.html' title='Haters'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i70.photobucket.com/albums/i117/chifanluva85/2006JuniorYrandSummer/th_Picture014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-114783272158493645</id><published>2006-05-16T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:26:45.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>StarCraft</title><content type='html'>Who just owned Blake and Charles in Starcraft?&lt;br /&gt;Yes... Leah.&lt;br /&gt;Though I didn't really kill Charles, he was killed in the beginning... and I was scared the whole time... but I defeated the undefeated Blake with my first attempt might I add. Yahahha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-114783272158493645?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114783272158493645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=114783272158493645' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/114783272158493645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/114783272158493645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/starcraft.html' title='StarCraft'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-114745073634022053</id><published>2006-05-12T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T09:18:56.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Want a Depressing movie?</title><content type='html'>I watched part of March of the Penguins yesterday.  WHAT A HORRIBLE MOVIE!  I couldn't finish it.  Example:...and the penguin had no hope of escaping the darkness engulfing him.  I'm studying for finals, I don't need to get depressed about all the thousands of ways penguins are screwed as a species!&lt;br /&gt;So I watched Alien and Aliens instead.  I felt much better afterwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-114745073634022053?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114745073634022053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=114745073634022053' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/114745073634022053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/114745073634022053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/05/want-depressing-movie.html' title='Want a Depressing movie?'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25752313.post-114463640052585074</id><published>2006-04-09T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T19:33:20.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Toads</title><content type='html'>Kai  suggested me to join the "cousin" blog line so sure... here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer livejournal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25752313-114463640052585074?l=leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/feeds/114463640052585074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25752313&amp;postID=114463640052585074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/114463640052585074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25752313/posts/default/114463640052585074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://leahrocksfrogs.blogspot.com/2006/04/toads.html' title='Toads'/><author><name>Leah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02768661904527582466</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_5dfft1d399E/SCye8FbcZdI/AAAAAAAAAMg/4hrU1KHWhyc/S220/n7952249_124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
