<?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/opensearch/1.1/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' gd:etag='W/&quot;AkcERHs-fyp7ImA9WhdbGE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836</id><updated>2011-10-16T19:33:25.557-04:00</updated><category term='tokyo banana'/><category term='moving'/><category term='harry potter'/><category term='clouds'/><category term='rirakkuma'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='blackberries'/><category term='reflection'/><category term='outside'/><category term='weekends'/><category term='schedule'/><category term='photography'/><category term='cookies'/><category term='hair cut'/><category term='brunch'/><category term='thanksgiving'/><category term='too much food'/><category term='looking towards the weekend'/><category term='the mall'/><category term='cheesecake'/><category term='fall'/><category term='school'/><category term='prep day'/><category term='Strangeness'/><category term='packing'/><category term='general'/><category term='book'/><category term='last day of school...'/><category term='test'/><category term='movie'/><category term='season'/><category term='complaints'/><category term='summer'/><category term='souvenir'/><category term='start of something new'/><category term='food'/><category term='fund raising'/><category term='Japan'/><category term='carnival'/><category term='お土産'/><category term='sports'/><category term='new year'/><category term='tv'/><category term='fun'/><category term='shrimp scampi crostini'/><category term='omiyage'/><category term='comparing'/><category term='Japanese'/><title>OpeanutbutterNjellyvirus</title><subtitle type='html'>It's a disease that will get people to be obsessed with peanut butter 'n jellies. (not relevant to the blog)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default?redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>82</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkUCSH45fCp7ImA9WhdUFU8.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-7046599030082836159</id><published>2011-10-01T22:43:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T22:57:49.024-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-10-01T22:57:49.024-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hair cut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fund raising'/><title>Fund raising</title><content type='html'>　　　　Band seems to be not bad at all. Except for the fact that I have to raise close to $1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　　Debate also seem alright with fundraising for Talk-A-Thon (mock tournament) coming up and asking for donations are ridiculously embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　　I had no idea that these classes were going to be so time consuming. For the last couple of days, I've been walking up to doors, ringing the doorbell, and hopefully even open the door and see the cuteness (cough cough) in me and support by making pledges and/or buy CDs to help fund raise. Not the easiest thing in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　　In the struggles of this, I learned a couple of things. First, some people just think they can see through the peephole and the other person behind the door won't see them. Clearly, they are mistaken. It's obvious if there's a shadow casting over a bright tiny hole. Second, every day it gets easier, not necessary money wise though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I got a hair cut at Great Clips. Super short.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-7046599030082836159?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/7046599030082836159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/10/fund-raising.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/7046599030082836159?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/7046599030082836159?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/10/fund-raising.html' title='Fund raising'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkQEQXwzfip7ImA9WhdXFko.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-3587392171953586837</id><published>2011-08-29T21:45:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T22:11:40.286-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-29T22:11:40.286-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='start of something new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fall'/><title>Truths of New School</title><content type='html'>　　　It's nerve racking, some might say. The transition from a junior high to high school is a familiar experience for me. As to a completely new environment. I'm not the type to say I moved around a lot and went to 15 schools in 10 years. Because I haven't. Only what, like 5 in 10 years. I got used to it, knowing it's almost like the previous time, nothing's changed at all, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　For me, it's like, "is it that time of the year already? Guess I'll take a drive to the mall and plead to mum to buy new pair of jeans." You see, the realization hasn't sunk in deep yet. I'm still that same girl who graduated from 9th grade in June. I haven't thought about too much, of beginning another year where the school is dominated by seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　The routine of summer is ending. Every week over the summer, it's been like "late TV series night, sleep at 1'o, wake 10'o, da da da" Lazy and lazy. As I got my letter for school lists last week, I thought,"Yeah, I won't able to do this much more." At that time, I never really gave it a big thought, but I now it is starting to settle in a bit, since school starts in about 3 days. But it's something everyone has to deal with, I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-3587392171953586837?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/3587392171953586837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/08/truths-of-new-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/3587392171953586837?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/3587392171953586837?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/08/truths-of-new-school.html' title='Truths of New School'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CEUCRHc4cCp7ImA9WhdXEEg.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-7391998453243528518</id><published>2011-08-22T16:22:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T18:31:05.938-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-22T18:31:05.938-04:00</app:edited><title>Photos of flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;The lighting is a bit dark. Of course, because it's indoors. Please ignore the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCyeY8_2PmQ/TlLXz_6KQ9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/a6RIhEYIbE0/s1600/100_1745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 392px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCyeY8_2PmQ/TlLXz_6KQ9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/a6RIhEYIbE0/s400/100_1745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643810571377329106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9IsZilS_LoA/TlLJumGJ3II/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uGWnnIogzx4/s1600/100_1747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 244px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9IsZilS_LoA/TlLJumGJ3II/AAAAAAAAAJ0/uGWnnIogzx4/s400/100_1747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643795085386177666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zknp0Es2yCo/TlLW-KkY-yI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/eAJF_O3m5mA/s1600/100_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 348px; height: 260px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zknp0Es2yCo/TlLW-KkY-yI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/eAJF_O3m5mA/s400/100_1742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643809646525872930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vkfiff_Jwsg/TlLJtwcycLI/AAAAAAAAAJc/Apv-gNPbYj4/s1600/100_1742.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qx8mtFAjJIc/TlLJuIxFC1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/qB-roLkhEvU/s1600/100_1744.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 277px; height: 367px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qx8mtFAjJIc/TlLJuIxFC1I/AAAAAAAAAJk/qB-roLkhEvU/s400/100_1744.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643795077513153362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Real yellow rose. Not artificial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-7391998453243528518?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/7391998453243528518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/08/photos-of-flowers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/7391998453243528518?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/7391998453243528518?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/08/photos-of-flowers.html' title='Photos of flowers'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rCyeY8_2PmQ/TlLXz_6KQ9I/AAAAAAAAAKE/a6RIhEYIbE0/s72-c/100_1745.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CkEASX0_fSp7ImA9WhdQFUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-8142363716440028866</id><published>2011-08-16T19:33:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T20:24:08.345-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-16T20:24:08.345-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='season'/><title>Okay to be different</title><content type='html'>　　　　I heard it's already the tennis season in a small city of NC. But in Washington state, where I'm from,  it's in the spring. What's with that? So when they're suffering from the sweltering sun and avoiding dehydration at all cost, I will be doing everything I can to keep my toes from frost bite (although just trying to survive try-outs). Technically, it's still winter when the season starts, just end of February.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;　　　　What I also will be trying out for is basketball. Like I can get passed that. . . Who knows any Asian (Japanese, to be specific) girl in a varsity basketball team? Not around here. My height is a hindrance, too. Yet, that's a plus. If I'm tall but still am not good enough, it will be embarrassing to not make the team. Anyways, IF I won't get cut, it will be an unusual experience, kind of exciting to be that one girl in the team with shiny black ebony hair. The only nerd, too, I suppose. Time to start training myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-8142363716440028866?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/8142363716440028866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/08/okay-to-be-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/8142363716440028866?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/8142363716440028866?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/08/okay-to-be-different.html' title='Okay to be different'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Dk8ESHY8eip7ImA9WhdQE0o.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-4623158211745926049</id><published>2011-08-14T21:41:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T22:20:09.872-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-08-14T22:20:09.872-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='outside'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title>Japanese Summer Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;         　　　Today was one of my favorite days of the year. Where everyone (mostly Asians) gather, eat food, play games. Basically to have a great time. Though I do that every&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wYsCxvqQtj0/TcdfyzQJ5TI/AAAAAAAAAQM/itT-dTKmSow/s1600/sukui.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;day, what made this day special compared to any other day was because of Japanese Summer Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   　　　I haven't gone anywhere over the summer, except to grocery shopping and frequent driving lessons by Mum. So I was really excited for the festival, the most enjoyable activity I had was goldfish scooping (金魚掬い kingyo sukui, to be more accurate). Here's what should've looked like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.japanstyle.info/wordpress/wp-content/images//CU062_L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 214px;" src="http://www.japanstyle.info/wordpress/wp-content/images//CU062_L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         　　　You see, there's a couple swimming in that bowl. MY bowl = O a big fat O. Yeah, pathetic. Doing it for the first time may have been a contributing factor. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         　　　After, my mum had bought my family a drink, which was frozen. So I had done what anyone would've done in a car. Warm it up with your hands to the extreme, with intense pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWHIjvBh5Lo/Tkh6Lw7qdPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zq6FhoedouQ/s1600/100_1774.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/-ZWHIjvBh5Lo/Tkh6Lw7qdPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zq6FhoedouQ/s200/100_1774.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640892875813844210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;           　　　Oh, my teeth weren't a big help. Biting into plastic isn't my thing. Just under an hour before all melted and quenched my thirst. And look at the size of that. World record for slowness? My sister won it. I came second to last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-4623158211745926049?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/4623158211745926049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/08/japanese-summer-festival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/4623158211745926049?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/4623158211745926049?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/08/japanese-summer-festival.html' title='Japanese Summer Festival'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWHIjvBh5Lo/Tkh6Lw7qdPI/AAAAAAAAAI8/zq6FhoedouQ/s72-c/100_1774.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;C04GQ3w8eSp7ImA9Wx9XEE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-2866825866053099948</id><published>2011-01-02T15:10:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T15:58:42.271-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2011-01-02T15:58:42.271-05:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new year'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title>New Year Begins!</title><content type='html'>What's so great about new years?&lt;br /&gt;Personally for me, and well as many other people, it's a new beginning. I'm going to reflect my past year 2010, and overcome what I can achieve for 2011.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 2010, I did many life changing things:&lt;br /&gt;* Moving from NC to WA was pretty main thing for me. By this, I have gained new perspectives such people, weather, and education. It also had an impact that throwing away your junk is quite tough, I regret a lot of things I did not bring.&lt;br /&gt;* Had a vacation in Japan: Visiting my grandfather's grave was cool. I met my father's side of the family and realized that my cousins were twice older than me.&lt;br /&gt;* Losing my suitcase during the travel. This was a catastrophe. My clothes were gone, the spare SD card for my camera... only arrived the day leaving Japan. This experience had changed me. I should be grateful for a few things, not wanting for more and more.&lt;br /&gt;* Recording what I read and when finished. I did this so I can see how my books affects test scores on reading. For 2010, I read 47 books (4 Japanese, 43 English)&lt;br /&gt;* Received about 30 &lt;a href="http://img687.imageshack.us/f/jump2009matome15.jpg/"&gt;Shonen Jump Comics&lt;/a&gt; (composed of many chapters from various mangas). This wasn't a good thing but made me realized that if you happen to give out your possessions, you somehow receive something in return (indirectly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time that I made more positive changes for 2011:&lt;br /&gt;* again record my books that I read, but will be more than 50!&lt;br /&gt;* challenge myself to get a Varsity Letter in community service. Perhaps gold metal for 250 hours?&lt;br /&gt;* Part-time job. I've been dreaming about going to interviews and making money for the past 2 months. It's time that I become independent and getting out of the house instead of earning allowances for massaging my parents. I do that for free :)&lt;br /&gt;* Take Biology and Algebra II online. This I cannot be sure. It's something I want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are my reflections. I wonder what somebody else's look like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Year of the Rabbit everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-2866825866053099948?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/2866825866053099948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-begins.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/2866825866053099948?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/2866825866053099948?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-begins.html' title='New Year Begins!'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0MBSXo6eyp7ImA9Wx9TEkw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-2337526624630001393</id><published>2010-11-19T21:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:17:38.413-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-11-19T21:17:38.413-05:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title>Harry Potter! Harry Potter!</title><content type='html'>Oh gosh! It's coming! I mean it came!&lt;br /&gt;I can hardly wait to go see it tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;The last Harry Potter movie, part 1.&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching it tomorrow, and go to Panera Bread for lunch. It's gonna be amazing and intense...! OHhh...&lt;br /&gt;I wish it was tomorrow already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, I'm reading the Cirque du Freak series and I am absolutely glued to it. I can't sleep at night because I want to know what's gonna happen next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, my English class is starting to read the Animal Farm, but I already read it in the summer, so I mostly know what it's about. (_ _*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-2337526624630001393?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/2337526624630001393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter-harry-potter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/2337526624630001393?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/2337526624630001393?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/11/harry-potter-harry-potter.html' title='Harry Potter! Harry Potter!'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ck4EQHoyfCp7ImA9Wx5aEUU.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-3248363510171938231</id><published>2010-11-07T20:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:48:21.494-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-11-07T20:48:21.494-05:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cookies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thanksgiving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title>Thanksgiving potluck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Church was great today, I got to eat tons of food, and I'm still full. Even after 5 hours. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I made cookies that were incredibly crappy in health the other day. It so wasn't worth skipping breakfast for. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The before and after: Left is before the baking, and right is baked. Not much different is it? 'Cause there is no difference, the size pretty much didn't change at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The stuff that were in the cookies were macadamia nuts and white chocolate chips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sounds good, but the actual thing itself is really not that tastey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536988807285858898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TNdV--eWYlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/AqD6Hp7r0CY/s200/100_1436.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I watched Avatar yesterday, it was awkward watching it with my sister and Dad...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, I got the HBO channel for the flat screen tv so it really had some theater effects in the living room. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-3248363510171938231?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/3248363510171938231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-potluck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/3248363510171938231?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/3248363510171938231?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/11/thanksgiving-potluck.html' title='Thanksgiving potluck'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TNdV--eWYlI/AAAAAAAAAH4/AqD6Hp7r0CY/s72-c/100_1436.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0YBRXs4fip7ImA9Wx5bFEo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-7242510137631755907</id><published>2010-10-30T18:43:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T18:52:34.536-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-10-30T18:52:34.536-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strangeness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.granitegrok.com/pix/halloween_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.granitegrok.com/pix/halloween_image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Boy, it's been a month since I last posted something on my blog. sorry, sorry. (&gt;_&lt;) Anyway, tomorrow is Halloween and I'm deciding that I'll stay home and watch some scary movies instead of trick-or-treating the neighborhood. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two years ago, I did something similar because my mother told me that I shouldn't go. But this year, I do not feel like going. I know people are gonna tell me that you're never too old to go trick-or-treating, and I think so too. But I feel weird this time. I wanna go trick-or-treating 'til midnight, I wanna have my stomach filled with unhealthy, delicious sweets, I wanna stay at a party and watch scary movies til I'm scared to go to the bathroom alone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But this year, I just have this feeling that I shouldn't go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-7242510137631755907?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/7242510137631755907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/7242510137631755907?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/7242510137631755907?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CE8DRHs5cSp7ImA9Wx5VGU4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-903069804962312888</id><published>2010-09-26T19:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T21:21:15.529-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-10-12T21:21:15.529-04:00</app:edited><title>It's been decided!!!</title><content type='html'>I am going to Japan!!!&lt;br /&gt;The day is Oct. 4, so in a week. I'm going to stay for like 5 days since I have to attend school the next week. But that week, there's a teacher workday or something so I'll miss for three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going back to where my father lived, in the country. Where the house is so old that it might crash down when another storm hits. Hopefully that does not happen when I'm there. Just in case, I'm going to bring my laptop, even though the house does not have internet. So I'll borrow from a cafe???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck that plane won't fall...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-903069804962312888?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/903069804962312888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-decided.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/903069804962312888?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/903069804962312888?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-decided.html' title='It&apos;s been decided!!!'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;AkcMQHkyeip7ImA9Wx5XF0U.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-2418983739448363343</id><published>2010-09-18T00:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T01:34:41.792-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-09-18T01:34:41.792-04:00</app:edited><title>I haven't been posting for a while</title><content type='html'>Exactly what the title says, I need to update my happenings for the weeks I missed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was an usual day. I chatted with other people that I normally don't talk to. This maybe because I feel lonely and want to get more social. I think I like being social. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a color personality assessment thing in Life Issues (health). It was something like this website: &lt;a href="http://www.colorcode.com/personality_test/"&gt;http://www.colorcode.com/personality_test/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It consist of gold, white, blue, and red. I got the color blue. It's suppose to mean I am going to be a good friend? And my teacher also said that if I have another friends who is a blue color, she/he and me will be the bestest of friends for a very long time (a life long?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running in the rain is sure a dramatic thing. But in PE????&lt;br /&gt;As if it's a 'must-do' thing. Capture the flag is sure a fun sport and I can get rid of my stress but mostly what it did was left me more! Ugh. I even got tackled and I'm hurt; mud's are over my PE clothes and *sigh*.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-2418983739448363343?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/2418983739448363343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-havent-been-posting-for-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/2418983739448363343?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/2418983739448363343?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-havent-been-posting-for-while.html' title='I haven&apos;t been posting for a while'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0IAQ385eyp7ImA9Wx5XF0U.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-7259047230005799581</id><published>2010-09-18T00:41:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T00:52:22.123-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-09-18T00:52:22.123-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comparing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='general'/><title>The SCHOOL</title><content type='html'>The Junior High.&lt;br /&gt;I've been spending time here at the new school for what, two weeks now? Something like that.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually met some people who I might able to call 'friends'. But it's only a few so if they're absent, I just wonder around the building at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite tough for the first couple of days but now I have gotten use to the other human beings that I'm not familiar with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The education here is incredibly easy compared to NC. This part just does NOT fit me; I feel like I do not belong to this kind of environment. What I had known for are AIG, GE, and what the LEAP? But here it is called the PAGE. Before I even get accepted, I need to take a test to see how well I can do. A little nervous (＠_＠;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it is beginning to rain. A lot. DRIZZLING &amp;amp; SPRINKLING. So I get wet every now and then, when I walk home from school. I actually don't walk all the way, but like half-way between so my mom can pick me up where the cars aren't crowded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-7259047230005799581?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/7259047230005799581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/09/school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/7259047230005799581?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/7259047230005799581?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/09/school.html' title='The SCHOOL'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D08EQX87fSp7ImA9Wx5QEUw.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-9175534451673903405</id><published>2010-08-29T16:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T17:03:20.105-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-29T17:03:20.105-04:00</app:edited><title>Mariners game</title><content type='html'>For the last memories of 2010 summer, I saw the Seattle Mariners vs. Minnesota Twins game on live!! I got to say I'm not much of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;baseball&lt;/span&gt; fan but actually seeing on live is worth to remember. It's really different than just watching on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt; since you can see the game from different angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fouls balls went out to the audience and unfortunately, I caught none of them... well, you don't expect to catch one when your 32 rows away from the diamond square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will be expecting to go fishing somewhere this weekend. Today, I'm hoping, but maybe next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The school is finally starting on Thursday next week. *sigh*~ the summer is finally over. Not that I want it to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-9175534451673903405?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/9175534451673903405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/mariners-game.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/9175534451673903405?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/9175534451673903405?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/mariners-game.html' title='Mariners game'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DU8ARnc-fip7ImA9Wx5RGEo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-203225346949043213</id><published>2010-08-26T22:29:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:57:27.956-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-26T22:57:27.956-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comparing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prep day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='complaints'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='schedule'/><title>Prep Day</title><content type='html'>Today was a prep day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What it did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*give forms and all the other stuff like registration, allergy info, permission forms, etc...&lt;br /&gt;*take pictures for yearbook/ID card(before school starts??? Kind of strange, don't you think?)&lt;br /&gt;*schedule! (scroll down)&lt;br /&gt;*textbooks (only two, lucky~)=World History, Geometry&lt;br /&gt;*athletic uniform for phys &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;edu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule turned out to be like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Life Issues (health)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ss&lt;/span&gt;9 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wldsty&lt;/span&gt; H (I think it says social studies 9, World studies Honors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Physical Science (this part would be Earth Science back in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Carrboro&lt;/span&gt;) *sigh*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Geometry (no honors available [kinda sucks])&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. En9 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Wldsty&lt;/span&gt; H (English World studies honors)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Fitness 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was how exactly the schedule looked like with room numbers and teacher names without my parenthesis thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And let me explain it a little further...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, health is semester long. Normal. Social Studies and English, they're pairing courses, which means that you do both honors or none. And those are the only honor courses available in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Kalles&lt;/span&gt; (the school I'm attending). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, Physical science is what it seems like Earth science from the way they're taught, with different names, I think. WHAT THE HECK!!! I wanted to take Biology HONORS and they don't have it! I am so telling the principal that I need and must take biology and my pride depends on it! UGH! Math is gonna suck this year also. Every math class I've ever took has been ridiculously easy, so no problem, I'll just watch the clouds float in the sky during class, AGAIN. English, '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;nuff&lt;/span&gt; said. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ahhh&lt;/span&gt;~ P. E. they are called fitness here, not that strange. Except that I always have gym the last period since middle school (still in it tho)! I don't have to go into detail for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;... my ID card picture look awful...and that's the yearbook, too. Great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-203225346949043213?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/203225346949043213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/prep-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/203225346949043213?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/203225346949043213?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/prep-day.html' title='Prep Day'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEYAQXc-eip7ImA9Wx5RGEo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-2803867048101974825</id><published>2010-08-22T19:04:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T22:29:00.952-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-26T22:29:00.952-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='clouds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title>Japanese noodles at Bellevue, WA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the supermall in Bellevue today~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was surprising huge, quite huge as Southpoint in Durham. Or bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The place even had third story in Nordstrom and at the main hall, but not always. Sometimes I forgot if I was on which floor and had to count by the stairs and escalators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outside, I found The Cheesecake Factory!! And the Magiano's Little Italy was also be seen on the map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where I went to get lunch was Boom Noodles. It was a Japanese noodle place that serves ramen, and soba, soups and mostly Asian food. I couldn't decide what to take since all of the food sounded so good! And I haven't had REAL Japanese ramen for a super long time. By what REAL means, I meant not instant noodles or dried packet ramen since I always eat those at home. But ooohhhh~ the fresh hot soup and pork toppings is the best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I chose to eat for the day: Miso Ramen~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/THGxoVJCCAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Vv97jz0KAKU/s1600/Miso+Ramen+(shiro+probably).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508379125678737410" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/THGxoVJCCAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Vv97jz0KAKU/s400/Miso+Ramen+(shiro+probably).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry it kinda looks half eaten. Well, I had to nibble! I was starving!&lt;br /&gt;The ingredients you see on the left is a triangle nori (seaweed).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the left top corner looks to be the pork.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus tons of green onions just floating near the bottom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/THGxYXizuXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DeVT4rS89Qc/s1600/100_1129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508378851445815666" style="WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/THGxYXizuXI/AAAAAAAAAHM/DeVT4rS89Qc/s400/100_1129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a random cloud I took the other day. What does it look like to you? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-2803867048101974825?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/2803867048101974825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/japanese-noodles-at-bellevue-wa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/2803867048101974825?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/2803867048101974825?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/japanese-noodles-at-bellevue-wa.html' title='Japanese noodles at Bellevue, WA'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/THGxoVJCCAI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Vv97jz0KAKU/s72-c/Miso+Ramen+(shiro+probably).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkQCQXkzeyp7ImA9Wx5SFEo.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-782225025994164503</id><published>2010-08-10T17:01:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T17:06:00.783-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-10T17:06:00.783-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blackberries'/><title>Blackberries!?</title><content type='html'>I found out today that blackberries have been growing in nature somewhere in the neighborhood. I didn't get to see where but my sister had picked them and brought them to me. So nice to have fruits without paying money...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like people back in Chapel Hill already got their schedules and everything for high school. But me, I haven't even got a letter informing which school to attend to. Summer is almost gone, the clouds have overpowered the sun, and is getting colder everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-782225025994164503?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/782225025994164503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/blackberries.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/782225025994164503?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/782225025994164503?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/blackberries.html' title='Blackberries!?'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DkAASXs_eCp7ImA9Wx5SEUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-544792326410470359</id><published>2010-08-06T21:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T21:32:28.540-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-06T21:32:28.540-04:00</app:edited><title>MHHHMMMMM~</title><content type='html'>I ate went to 31 Baskin Robins today! It's just near the neighborhood so my my sister and I went to get some delicious ice cream!&lt;br /&gt;Mine was actually frozen yogurt like the ones in TCBY. And it tasted awesome! Healthy, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite chilly as usual but still warm in the afternoon. My room's a bit cold though then the other rooms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will find some friends soon! But only when school starts. That's on Sept 1. Not the 25th in August. Heh, I get to rest a bit more! But have to stay in school longer in June...oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-544792326410470359?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/544792326410470359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/mhhhmmmmm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/544792326410470359?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/544792326410470359?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/08/mhhhmmmmm.html' title='MHHHMMMMM~'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0ABRHY_eCp7ImA9Wx5TFk4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-5775222615643653369</id><published>2010-07-31T23:51:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:09:15.840-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-08-01T00:09:15.840-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='too much food'/><title>Sunset from the window</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TFTxeAlmKOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2_ucz-x96SE/s1600/100_1099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500286542782277858" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 96px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TFTxeAlmKOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2_ucz-x96SE/s400/100_1099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just took this picture. It's the sunset from my sister's room window. I thought it was some rare times that I get to take pictures like this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was unusual, I went to the grocery store with my dad and went to the library to return the books I borrowed. My mom wasn't here most of the day since she went to a meeting with all the women for something at my church. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had bagel with yogurt, tiny poppy seed muffin, clementine, and orange juice for brunch. Even though it was most likely a breakfast since I did eat lunch later today. But the timing was 10' so it was brunch! I think today was unhealthy for me, I ate only sweets and fruits and that was it. Maybe it'll come out tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, time to brush my teeth and go off to sleep! Good night world! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;おやすみ~　(^o^)／&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-5775222615643653369?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/5775222615643653369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunset-from-window.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/5775222615643653369?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/5775222615643653369?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/sunset-from-window.html' title='Sunset from the window'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TFTxeAlmKOI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2_ucz-x96SE/s72-c/100_1099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DUAEQXw7fSp7ImA9Wx5TFUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-8967871797189208205</id><published>2010-07-30T23:29:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T23:41:40.205-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-30T23:41:40.205-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='weekends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='looking towards the weekend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japanese'/><title>日本語で書きま~す！ Japanese post</title><content type='html'>今日はなんかいい日みたいだった。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;こっちに引っ越してから人と仲良くできてうれしかった。&lt;br /&gt;しかも超うまいクッキーもらえたし。&lt;br /&gt;だが家ではすんごくまずいアイスあったけど．．．&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;まぁ、いっか。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今きれいな夕日が見えるよ。&lt;br /&gt;すべての悩みが消えていくようで。&lt;br /&gt;明日もまた新たな土曜がやって来る。&lt;br /&gt;フリーブランチがでるのでたくさん腹いっぱい食べま~す　(^・^)　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt pretty good today. To express my feelings, I decided to write Japanese and all.&lt;br /&gt;Good night! (^^)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-8967871797189208205?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/8967871797189208205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/japanese-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/8967871797189208205?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/8967871797189208205?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/japanese-post.html' title='日本語で書きま~す！ Japanese post'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D0MHQH0_eyp7ImA9WxFaFU0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-1165769595461878793</id><published>2010-07-18T21:54:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T22:10:31.343-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-18T22:10:31.343-04:00</app:edited><title>I went to space needle!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the view from the bottom: &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TEOxDhPlIpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Cm1bQapAhaM/s1600/100_1008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495430644343579282" style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TEOxDhPlIpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Cm1bQapAhaM/s200/100_1008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I didn't go all the way up the thing, that was unfortunate but I went to the fair, which was amusing and ate funnel cake!! Finally, I got to eat one of those at like a carnival. I thought it would be more like a cake since the word consist of it, but it was more of a stringy donut with powdered sugar. I wish I taken a picture of that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TEOyoPEMlWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jcelKZO-pEg/s1600/100_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495432374630782306" style="WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 159px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TEOyoPEMlWI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jcelKZO-pEg/s200/100_1045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This would be the place where I just got off the train. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I came all the way from Puyallup to Seattle. Which means, I had to travel on foot during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the downtown place where I took a short break &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TEOydYFxCtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Xl3Im1jUn6M/s1600/100_1027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5495432188074724050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TEOydYFxCtI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Xl3Im1jUn6M/s200/100_1027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from the long walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;NEXT day, my legs were couldn't be moved much. So, I took the day off, which I almost do everyday... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-1165769595461878793?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/1165769595461878793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-went-to-space-needle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/1165769595461878793?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/1165769595461878793?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-went-to-space-needle.html' title='I went to space needle!'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/TEOxDhPlIpI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Cm1bQapAhaM/s72-c/100_1008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;Ak4NQXs_fCp7ImA9WxFaEEk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-1420008464776914231</id><published>2010-07-13T15:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T15:23:10.544-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-13T15:23:10.544-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='harry potter'/><title>*Yawn~</title><content type='html'>＼(~o~)／　I'm sleepy, as always. I haven't been doing any of book readings even though I should but still, I keep a record of how many books I finish this year. So far, it's like 15. Yeah, I know it's super darn few. I can read comics pretty quick as I'm reading &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Doraemon&lt;/span&gt; right now. Then I'm gonna read HP 7, since the movie is coming Nov and I want to understand it. Last time I watched HP 6, I had no idea what was happening since I didn't read the book, so I won't let that happen again as I will completely finish the Harry Potter series this year! Except maybe for 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; ones since those are pretty long....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, the new place is going great. I really wanted my sister's room, mine is a little smaller and she has a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;spectacular&lt;/span&gt; window scenery. Oh, I wish I had her room! Well, at least my room so much cleaner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to eat lunch! I heard it's a peanut butter flavored pasta. Kinda gross but I tried it before and it tastes sweet. I hope it's better than last time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-1420008464776914231?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/1420008464776914231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/yawn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/1420008464776914231?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/1420008464776914231?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/yawn.html' title='*Yawn~'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;CUYNRXk_eyp7ImA9WxFbEE0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-3567278556249674383</id><published>2010-07-01T12:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:53:14.743-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-07-01T12:53:14.743-04:00</app:edited><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='last day of school...'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Strangeness'/><title>I never did that, did I?</title><content type='html'>I was just looking back at the past posts and I cam across this particular one. The post on the best day ever, I said that I had to write a letter the next day for being trashy to the sixth graders. But did I ever do it? I cannot quite remember that. Maybe I'll ask the other volunteers that helped with the carnival. This is so strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been doing some thinking and somehow those incredibly long pondering has trespassed into my dreams. First, it was the last day of school and it was so off from the real last day of school. I can't quite describe it, but it was odd like it happened before but it never has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I ever say "happy birthday" to Rachel? Oh no. Maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-3567278556249674383?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/3567278556249674383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-never-did-that-did-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/3567278556249674383?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/3567278556249674383?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-never-did-that-did-i.html' title='I never did that, did I?'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;DEcNRnc4eyp7ImA9WxFUFE4.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-3801067866510551518</id><published>2010-06-24T23:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T23:21:37.933-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-06-24T23:21:37.933-04:00</app:edited><title>I got the internet back!</title><content type='html'>For a few weeks, I had to spend the time in the library to use my personal computer. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;finally&lt;/span&gt;! My family set up the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Internet&lt;/span&gt; and cable and stuff. So now, I'm back to my old self, insider, loner (new), and reader of people's comments on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;. Which is weird. I want to explore this new place but I have no intention on doing it. Why am I contradicting so much? Maybe I got a disease where I'm sick on the outside and want to get rid of this sickness in internally!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I'm reading &lt;u&gt;The Hot Zone&lt;/u&gt;, which I have heard the few chapters in 7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grade in science. I finished half of it. But it's getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;monotonous&lt;/span&gt;. This book literally have to describe all the procedures that the Institute had to go through! And some people in Africa, according to the book, eats termites and they say it takes like walnuts. By the way, it's gross for a normal person. I'm okay with the bleeding the people dying and crashing down. &lt;em&gt;Eh.&lt;/em&gt; I'll live. &lt;u&gt;The Hot Zone&lt;/u&gt; is so much like the motaba virus I watched in science class this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must go on and watch the shows that I missed over the week! Good bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-3801067866510551518?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/3801067866510551518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-got-internet-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/3801067866510551518?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/3801067866510551518?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-got-internet-back.html' title='I got the internet back!'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;A0cARXk5fSp7ImA9WxFUEUk.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-4782703919798431544</id><published>2010-06-21T15:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T15:37:24.725-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-06-21T15:37:24.725-04:00</app:edited><title>Welcome to Washington state, farewell to North Carolina</title><content type='html'>I never knew Washington would be this cold. It's so freezing that I want to put on the heater instead of a/c. So far, I have not seen the blue sky and I wondered how this could happen when in NC, most of the days were sunny and smoking hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have been dreaming about school lately. My friends and the schools that I've been to appear a lot of times. Then the whole day is wasted by daydreaming, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;reminiscing&lt;/span&gt; the days of middle and elementary schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internet has been off since I came to this place because we have not ordered the cable. That includes the TV so, no entertainment with technology. The only place I have come to use internet was this library, in Sumner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the city that I live now, I noticed that the fire hydrants are yellow, not red. This is like the Shelbyville in simpsons, and yes it's disgusting. Another thing, no Harris Teeter or Food Lion. It's Safeway and Fred Meyer. The good thing is that none. I don't like it. Those names are lamest thing I ever heard for a grocery store and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The discovery I made so far that are good:&lt;br /&gt;*Warajimaya and Kinokuniya (Japanese store and something like Borders)&lt;br /&gt;*Trader Joes !!&lt;br /&gt;*Kalles junior high (where I'm going to)&lt;br /&gt;*Space Needle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's pretty much it for now.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta live in this town, so sigh.... I don't know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-4782703919798431544?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/4782703919798431544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-washington-state-farewell-to.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/4782703919798431544?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/4782703919798431544?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/06/welcome-to-washington-state-farewell-to.html' title='Welcome to Washington state, farewell to North Carolina'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag='W/&quot;D04BQXY6fCp7ImA9WxFVEk0.&quot;'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5964464508891215836.post-6274101497421234964</id><published>2010-06-10T17:26:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T17:39:10.814-04:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app='http://www.w3.org/2007/app'>2010-06-10T17:39:10.814-04:00</app:edited><title>So, good bye.</title><content type='html'>I'm so not sad right now since I had a fun time with my friend after graduation. But during the graduation was pretty exciting. I'm a highschooler now!!! Actually, a junior highschooler. But oh my gosh, everyone was so dressed up looked awesome! I hope everyone that I known in middle school had enjoyed it. I didn't take so much pictures today but for rest of the school year, still heck no. That, I'm regretting. Packing up my stuff is so not fun with no air conditioning, and with the hotness, I died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The part that I'm not gonna see everyone: (T_T)、(crying face). All my friends are so unique and I love every one of them! I will miss them to the ends of the earth! I will never ever forget them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The graduation was great! Even though I didn't get awards as some people, but I still had fun watching them look nervous...! （＾－＾）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, the last day of school, ends. I will be at the airport at 9:00 a.m. Raleigh-Durham airport on Tuesday if anyone wants to see me. So, good bye. But I will go to parties if anyone invites me until Sunday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5964464508891215836-6274101497421234964?l=opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/feeds/6274101497421234964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-good-bye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/6274101497421234964?v=2'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5964464508891215836/posts/default/6274101497421234964?v=2'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://opeanutbutternjellyvirus.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-good-bye.html' title='So, good bye.'/><author><name>Emi H.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00946895661082592671</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GShX5eKN3jI/SX-oT6Dv6ZI/AAAAAAAAAAY/-e6enVmIzyo/S220/pbj.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>