<?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-5242162</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:02:16.472-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ko Hakaisha Online</title><subtitle type='html'>A small blog. It's really nothing.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-924179495638718100</id><published>2007-10-31T00:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T00:58:24.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New story about a man who loses his ear. Comedy, really. Though at some points the humor is weak. You'll have to understand that it is a rough draft, and a little rushed. I'll have to go back and draw some points out and enhance the humor at some points. It's at 11 pages.Halloween is tomorrow. I'm actually looking forward to it. We'll sit around at Tara's and watch The Exorcist, and have a small </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/924179495638718100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/924179495638718100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#924179495638718100' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-5843308296645776064</id><published>2007-10-26T21:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T21:53:58.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hokey, so ... I'm kind of questioning whether or not I should be posting stories online because, well, there is the possibility that if I ever got published someday, someone could have stolen my stories and that would create all kinds of fun legal problems. So instead, I'm gonna post sort of a list, and if you want to read it, then feel free to ask. I'd be happy to send you a copy.So, without </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/5843308296645776064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/5843308296645776064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#5843308296645776064' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-8328153779309405331</id><published>2007-10-11T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:18:50.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The second half of The Lightbringer ... sorry it took so long. There is definitely more on the way, because I know all of you people that don't exist are waiting on the edges of your respective seats. I do apologize for any strange formatting errors. Geal was up before the rooster crowed. All three members of the royal family, along with Sir Shae and a guard of two dozen loyal men, arrived at the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/8328153779309405331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/8328153779309405331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#8328153779309405331' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-2994410712562690065</id><published>2007-09-24T16:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T16:46:49.229-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is the first part of a short story I wrote entitled "The Lightbringer." Enjoy, if you dare.             He crested the top of the hill, his destination finally in sight. A castle, nestled among the hills, rested next to the sea. The sun was setting, deep oranges and purples shooting across the sky. Emerald grasses covered the ground, ranging from the glassy sapphire sea to as far as the eye </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/2994410712562690065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/2994410712562690065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#2994410712562690065' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-4007884651411183364</id><published>2007-09-16T15:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T15:51:21.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ags win 54-14. Gig'em, Aggies!  Finally playing like a Division I team!!Writing a story write now for my Creative Writing class. The topic is "Gross Out." I'll be sure to post it after I am finished. I'm on the first paragraph right now.I wrote another story. It's Arthurian.  I'll post it in the next couple of days. I think it's pretty good. It's 14 pages long, which makes it the single longest </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/4007884651411183364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/4007884651411183364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#4007884651411183364' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-8752406830185803483</id><published>2007-09-12T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T21:42:21.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is something I wrote for my Creative Writing class. Enjoy.Beloved John,              Thank you for enquiring. Yes, Elise is doing well. We are happy to have finally settled into the new house, but I don’t look forward to emptying all the boxes. It is too strange that you mention that strange dream in your last letter. I, too, had the same dream just three nights ago! Yet where yours ended, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/8752406830185803483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/8752406830185803483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#8752406830185803483' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-5119483892403248301</id><published>2007-05-29T17:20:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T17:28:24.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: ExcitedSo I haven't updated the blog in two weeks after I said I would start.I've moved into the new apartment. I've been sleeping on a cot. It's wonderful. But I actually got some furniture this weekend. I currently have a desk in my study, a recliner, tv, bookshelf, and coffee table in the living room, and a dresser and nightstand in my bedroom. It's awesome. I feel like I actually live </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/5119483892403248301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/5119483892403248301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#5119483892403248301' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-4851551729622593593</id><published>2007-05-14T15:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-05-14T16:02:50.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Slightly stressed?Here it is, two years later. I have moved on from Xanga (that only lasted nine months). I've been wanting a blog back for a while now, but haven't ever really had the time to go about starting things up again. Hopefully now that school is out (for a couple weeks, at least) I will have time to try to get into some kind of "groove" with the whole blogging thing.My Creative </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/4851551729622593593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/4851551729622593593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#4851551729622593593' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-111187375053688845</id><published>2005-03-26T15:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T15:49:10.536-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I HAVE MADE THE MOVE TO XANGA. I'M SORRY TO DO IT, BUT MOST OF MY FRIENDS USE IT.Blogger.com, I will miss you. You're better than Xanga, and you know it. I'm sorry I had to change, but it's just the best way to keep in contact with my friends. I feel bad about abandoning you ... I'll always remember you, Blogspot! You always will be my favorite.Get me at www.xanga.com/kohakaisha ... it'll be cool</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/111187375053688845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/111187375053688845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111187375053688845' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-111026257885675963</id><published>2005-03-08T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T00:16:18.856-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Busy busy and yet notI'm run ragged in my doing nothing. Yeah, strange juxtaposition of paradoxes and such. Wee!I am pledging Delta Sigma Phi, a social fraternity. There are thirteen members of the fraternity here at Texas A&amp;M. They are good people. I wish I had known about them last semester. That would have made this semester a lot easier.Actually, it might have changed this semester a -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/111026257885675963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/111026257885675963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111026257885675963' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110871567946324058</id><published>2005-02-18T02:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T02:34:39.466-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: TiredI'm tired of lots of things. Tired of school, tired of exams, tired of being tired ... but mostly I'm tired of friends who suck. I've learned a lot these past couple of months, and mostly what I've learned is that friends who suck are no good to be my friend. I am a good person, and I don't want to associate with people who are not good people.It sullies my good name.I've learned that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110871567946324058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110871567946324058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110871567946324058' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110741408117453233</id><published>2005-02-03T01:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T01:01:21.176-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: MoroseI'm tired.I have insomnia now. I can never sleep. I have an eating disorder. The second food touches my tongue, I have a gag reflex; I want to throw up. My body aches in so much pain; from malnutrition and lack of sleep.I'm at 105 lbs. now. Yes, losing even more weight. Good news, good news. I calculated my body fat percentage. I'm at 4.22% body fat, and you require 4% body fat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110741408117453233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110741408117453233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110741408117453233' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110732317992845776</id><published>2005-02-01T23:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-02-01T23:46:19.930-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Life is WorthlessI think the mood sums it up best. I am so tired of being alive. I wish I could hurry up and die. I've been waiting for it for a while now. It's about time it comes around. I welcome it with open arms.Evidently, I am all things evil. At least, that's what the love of my life says.It sucks to be in love with someone who hates you.I went to Silver Taps tonight. It's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110732317992845776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110732317992845776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110732317992845776' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110688768541466229</id><published>2005-01-27T22:31:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T22:48:05.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Reflection, as a MirrorToday is a lot of sitting. And reading.I've been reading for twelve hours straight now. Stupid History. I should have made more headway last weekend, but I spent too much time screwing around. Oh well, that's what I do, isn't it?I realize that life is rather tragic. My friend Chris used to accuse me of being almost paranoid, that some malignant thing was out to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110688768541466229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110688768541466229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110688768541466229' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110680675656266573</id><published>2005-01-26T23:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T00:19:16.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: I am One Acquainted With the NightI feel a little guilty about not updating recently. I haven't had time ... and when I did have time, I just ... didn't feel up to it. I feel tired and ... thoughtful, but not necessarily in a positive way.I think that I'm supposed to have several major revelations right now in my life. I mean ... shouldn't I learn a lot from what I'm going through?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110680675656266573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110680675656266573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110680675656266573' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110594354141018432</id><published>2005-01-17T01:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T00:50:20.600-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Tired and Hoping for BetterI'm back in College Station. However, nothing has happened to me yet. Oh well. I'll blog more on it later ... but for now, I will post an essay I wrote last year. It pertains well to this time of year, and I am rather proud of it, so here goes nothing.------- Meaningless Holidays -------  It’s that time of year again. You know what time I’m talking about. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110594354141018432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110594354141018432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110594354141018432' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110577148387194747</id><published>2005-01-15T01:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T00:44:43.870-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: IrateI am unhappy. I have been made unhappy by a person who was constantly being mean to me, despite my attempts to remain congenial to them. I am surprised by this person, because this person is actually very nice. This person had no reason to be mean to me, as far as I know, but decided to be mean anyway. Why do people do this? I'm not sure.One thing I hate about girls. They always </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110577148387194747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110577148387194747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110577148387194747' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110559421662272445</id><published>2005-01-12T22:53:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:30:16.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: A bit more lighthearted, one should supposeWell, I think I'm updating this more frequently. Go me!!So anyway ... I've done a lot of talking recently. A lot. You know, complaining, thinking, and generally getting the opinions of most anyone I can randomly waylay on the street. It's a good thing. No, really, it is. It's helped me get a lot of perspective on things that I was unable to get</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110559421662272445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110559421662272445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110559421662272445' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110549032476646228</id><published>2005-01-11T17:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-11T18:38:44.766-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: More than slightly boredYou know, it's funny. I seem to be blogging more when there is NOTHING to say. You'd think I'd blog more when I do have stuff to say.But that's life. Stupid and inane and crazy and doesn't make sense one bit.Mostly what I've been doing is sitting around thinking. Still. I think that I came to some excellent conclusions last time I blogged, and it will be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110549032476646228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110549032476646228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110549032476646228' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110540645797493438</id><published>2005-01-10T19:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T19:20:57.973-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Resigned and aloneFor the past couple of days, I've had nothing to do but think. Think and read. All my friends have departed for the schools, busily resuming their happy lives among the flowers. I, however, am not able to. I am stuck in McKinney for a week still; alone with myself and my thoughts.In turn, I buried myself in books. I read "Twelve Ordinary Men" by John MacArthur. It </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110540645797493438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110540645797493438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110540645797493438' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110516969832065283</id><published>2005-01-08T01:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T01:34:58.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Like a sinking shipI have come to realize something recently. Life is indeed ruled by a force of absolute balance: a ying yang. An alchemy. Everything has an equal and opposite price. Like Chemistry, all actions have an equal and opposite reaction.In short, all that is good has an equal amount of bad in payment. And all bad has an equal amount of good to relieve it. In the fifteen </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110516969832065283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110516969832065283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110516969832065283' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110507418726999693</id><published>2005-01-06T22:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T23:03:07.270-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Slightly more relaxedWell, it's been a while. I'm still sort of ... in chaos. But I have a better grip on things now. I think.Anyway, I am lonely. Of course, Amber isn't talking to me near as much as she used to. But that's to be expected. Also, all of my friends are gone. Off to college again! While I sit around the house reading books and wondering what I'm going to do about my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110507418726999693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110507418726999693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110507418726999693' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110480677095076963</id><published>2005-01-03T20:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T20:46:10.950-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Tired of lifeIt's been a really really stressful December for me. I'm glad I have it behind me. Hopefully my life will fall back together. I just need some help in a few key places. But, alas, I'll probably have to help myself.God helps those who help themselves. God, help me, as I am trying my hardest to help myself.It's New Years. You know what that means! More meaningless, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110480677095076963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110480677095076963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110480677095076963' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110411900710839371</id><published>2004-12-26T22:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-26T21:43:27.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Like, totally exhaustedI've had a busy ... y'know, month. Life. Something like that.I'm really not sure what kind of footing I'm on at all with Amber. That makes things really awkward. You love a girl, you want to hold her, you want to kiss her. She wants the same things back. And you both know it. But ... you really can't. Very awkward.I went skiing today. With my family. My mom and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110411900710839371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110411900710839371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110411900710839371' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110370177043126446</id><published>2004-12-22T01:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T01:49:30.430-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: What's the point behind anything?I keep trying, but I make no headway. In school, in life, in friendship, in romance, in everything I do, things just get worse and worse the more I try to make it better.Why should I bother trying anymore? My body hurts, my emotions hurt, my brain hurts. Nothing goes right. I'm giving up.Someone hit my car today. Over $1000 of damage. Cops refuse to do</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110370177043126446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110370177043126446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110370177043126446' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110340703697936108</id><published>2004-12-18T15:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T15:57:16.980-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Home free!I am back in McKinney. I'm sorry for being such a heel and not updating this blog at all this month, but I've just been busy. I never really studied at all in high school, but I've literally had my nose in a book 24/7 for exam week. I think I've gone insane, really.So don't worry. I'm not drifting off into disrepair or whatever. I am back, and I am updating this, and I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110340703697936108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110340703697936108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110340703697936108' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110254923452850244</id><published>2004-12-08T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T17:40:34.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Study Study Study!Sorry I've been out of it recently. I've been a little bit cramped for finals. And when I wasn't doing that, I was hanging out with my friends, avoiding anything that could remotely be construed as work.I took my first final yesterday. I officially have an 88 in History 105. Of course, I'm doing an optional essay which could grant me up to five bonus points tacked onto</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110254923452850244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110254923452850244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110254923452850244' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110178890658870425</id><published>2004-11-29T22:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-29T22:28:26.590-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Nuah?First day back to class. Guess what? I had an exam.Biology Lab exam. It actually wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I'm not sure if that's good or not, though. You know ... maybe I only thought it was easy, when in fact, it was very hard. And then I only get a 3% correct. And then I flunk out of college. And then I am forced to flip hamburgers at McDonald's. And I start living</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110178890658870425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110178890658870425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110178890658870425' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110126689372430220</id><published>2004-11-23T20:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T21:28:13.723-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Ready for Break!All my classes tomorrow are officially cancelled. Rejoice! This means that I have no classes until Monday. Then I have Math and an exam for my Biology Lab. Boo!Regardless, I will have several days to kick back and relax. Which, by the way, I've not had at all this school year. Most of my friends have had a couple days here, couples days there, Fall Break, Labor Day, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110126689372430220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110126689372430220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110126689372430220' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110092583838728924</id><published>2004-11-19T22:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T22:43:58.386-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Bored. To tears.I'm under strict orders to state that today is Amber's niece's first birthday. Thank you, and goodnight."Valentine's Days coming? Oh, crap. I forgot to get a girlfriend again." - Fry ~ Futurama</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110092583838728924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110092583838728924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110092583838728924' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110074658914515019</id><published>2004-11-17T20:37:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T20:56:29.146-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: QuietI had a math exam today. I have been kind of anxious about this for the past week or so, and my stress increased exponentially for the past 12 or 18 hours. I really need to do well on this exam, because I fumbled the ball really badly on the previous two. I calmed down as it started, and I feel good about it now, I think. But I felt good about the other two as well.We'll see. That'</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110074658914515019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110074658914515019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110074658914515019' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110058373980753976</id><published>2004-11-15T23:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T23:42:19.806-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Tired!Yeah, gotta love math class. It's like having various numbers doing battle inside your skull. How horrendous is that, eh?Well, I hate it!I've looked over some possible class schedules and whatnot as graduation plans. I figure if I allot my electives carefully, I could probably pull off a major in psychology and a double minor in English and History. Of course, this means I would</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110058373980753976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110058373980753976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110058373980753976' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110023790826808918</id><published>2004-11-11T23:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T23:38:28.266-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: Ever-so-slightly TiredI felt like updating three days in a row. So I am! Mwah!My best friend, Chris, is over at the moment. We're watching Adult Swim on Cartoon Network and, frankly, being more than slightly disappointed with the new Space Ghost tv show. Then again, we were disappointed with -all- the Space Ghost tv shows.Of course, I do approve of the new line-up for Adult Swim ... I</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110023790826808918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110023790826808918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110023790826808918' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110014213783242142</id><published>2004-11-10T20:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-10T21:02:17.833-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mood: IntrospectiveHoowah. I'm posting two days in a row!New part added to the blog! You'll see the very first line I posted this time? It reads "Mood: Introspective" ... every time, I'll begin the blog with a line saying what my mood is. That way you can better understand how I'm feeling that day, and that moment that I'm blogging in particular. That way you guys don't misinterperet what I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110014213783242142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110014213783242142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110014213783242142' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-110006420455360069</id><published>2004-11-09T22:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T23:23:24.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I play the busy card again.I have barely gotten a chance to sit down today. Stupid freaking Wal-Mart.When I rule the world, remind me to kill Wal-Mart. Follow it to Hell. Then kill it again.I've been reading a new web comic recently. "College Roomies from Hell." http://www.crfh.net Just for the sake of linking. It's really funny, but it seems to get a little dark recently. A good read, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110006420455360069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/110006420455360069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110006420455360069' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-109953248611209168</id><published>2004-11-03T19:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T19:41:26.113-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Believe me, I'm still updating.I just have been really busy/sick recently.Excuses. No one believes them. But I honestly, really, really have.I got X-Men Legends last week. I've been playing that a bit, which is another reason why I haven't updated. It's a cool game. Yay for mutant powers. I wish I had some. I could teleport or fly or whatever. Yeah, would be cool ...Screw Halloween. I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109953248611209168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109953248611209168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109953248611209168' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-109902222863623045</id><published>2004-10-28T22:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T22:57:08.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been busy these past couple of days. That's why I haven't been updating.Psychology exam on Tuesday and a History quiz on Thursday (a week from today). Had to read a lot. Yay reading! If there's one thing I like more than studying, it's more studying! So I've done a lot of that. A -lot- of that.Biology, by the by, sucks a nut. Big fat nut. I'm going through calculating my grades to figure</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109902222863623045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109902222863623045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109902222863623045' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-109875855420996761</id><published>2004-10-25T21:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-25T21:42:34.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah, I realize you all think I abandoned this once again.But I didn't. I've just been really, really busy.But I guess that's what happens when you fly over 1,000 miles to be with the your most favorite person in the whole world. I swear I'm not going to get mooshy on you, though.Amber and I did everything we planned on doing. That basically means we went to the Haunted House and to Cedar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109875855420996761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109875855420996761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109875855420996761' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-109823379594998398</id><published>2004-10-19T19:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-19T19:56:35.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, the good news is that I think I almost learned all of biology. The bad news was that I didn't quite learn it all.I took that Bio exam today. It was an awful lot like swinging ice picks directly at your eyes. It's strange. I -swear- that some of that stuff isn't covered either in the book or in the lectures. Here's hoping I get a better grade than I got in the last one, though. Not that it</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109823379594998398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109823379594998398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109823379594998398' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-109805040109372983</id><published>2004-10-17T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-17T17:00:01.093-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ha. I completely forgot about Aggie Bowl, the Texas A&amp;M Quiz Bowl tournament. It was yesterday. Friday night my friend Joseph is like "Hey, you gonna help staff Aggie Bowl?" And I'm all "Huh?" So I was coerced into going along like a good little freshman.I woke up at six freakin' thirty in the morning. I didn't even know there -was- a 6:30! The earliest I wake up for school is 10:15 on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109805040109372983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109805040109372983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109805040109372983' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-109787142352917556</id><published>2004-10-15T14:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T15:17:03.530-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know. My New Year's Resolution was to update this blogger more. And what do I do? Neglect it for ten months. Hey, not everyone has the style and finesse I do!... I'm not sure what that was supposed to mean.Well, this is sort of my attempt at ... [shrug] I guess a way of killing time while in college. It's funny, you see. I always thought that, once I got into college, I would be so totally </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109787142352917556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/109787142352917556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109787142352917556' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-107315317577777900</id><published>2004-01-03T12:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2004-01-03T12:07:51.733-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome, one and all. It's a new year.New Year! Yay! [throws confetti and blows one of those little party favors thingies]Exciting!I still haven'tc ome up with any decent New Years resolutions. Besides some of the obvious retarded stuff like "Go to college" and "Graduate," etc. But that's probably because I haven't really sat down and focused on coming up with some decent resolutions. One </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/107315317577777900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/107315317577777900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107315317577777900' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-107129155759707695</id><published>2003-12-12T22:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T23:00:25.280-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, I know I'm bad.I feel really guilty.I swear.Honestly.I should've written two weeks ago. At the very latest, I should have written a week ago. But instead, I just now blogged. I'm an evil kid.I think this is because I had such a good time. You know ... it was so wonderful and ... this blog entry basically just ... finalizes the fact that it's closed. And I don't want to admit to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/107129155759707695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/107129155759707695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_12_01_archive.html#107129155759707695' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106976738019758984</id><published>2003-11-25T07:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-25T07:37:04.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is it.Today I'm flying off into the wild blue yonder. Twenty four hours from now, I'll be sleeping in Indianapolis. Thirty six hours from now, I'll be holding my girl. Fourty eight hours from now, I'll be in her house.It's a good feeling.I hope she likes what I got her for her birthday. I think she will but ... I'm so dysfucntional at this kinda stuff that I'm not 100% sure that she </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106976738019758984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106976738019758984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106976738019758984' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106955726359302707</id><published>2003-11-22T21:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-22T21:15:03.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More lateness. More me being a bad kid. ^^I'm leaving on Tuesday. I meet up with Amber on Wednesday. I leave Indiana a week from tomorrow. Yeah ... long time.School is being slugged through in a rather ... unwilling yet determined fashion. I'm slowly beating all my stuff. All As, except for a C in Economics. Blasted class. I hate it. But I'm rather happy with all my other classes!Amber and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106955726359302707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106955726359302707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106955726359302707' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106816750675610697</id><published>2003-11-06T19:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-11-06T19:12:05.826-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yeah yeah yeah. I'm a bad kid.But I rubbed Sam outta the picture. &gt;)... anyway. I'm going back up to Indiana over Thanksgiving. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, and Sunday thereof. Hopefully I'll be with Amber from Wednesday to Sunday, straight. If everything goes according to plan.I think I've found something that I honestly wouldn't mind doing for the rest of my life. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106816750675610697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106816750675610697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_11_01_archive.html#106816750675610697' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106596814932020899</id><published>2003-10-12T09:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-10-12T09:15:49.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow. It's been a while, hasn't it?That's why I hate marching season.  So little time. I wake up at 5:45 every morning to go to school, and then when I get home, I do my homework and then crash in bed. I feel so tired, I don't think I could take writing a little something here.I'm beginning to get worried about Amber. Her mom has set her up on dates with this guy Sam, who seems to have </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106596814932020899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106596814932020899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_10_01_archive.html#106596814932020899' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106417830721294195</id><published>2003-09-21T16:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-21T16:05:07.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just as an FYI to all you non-existant readers out there, I'll be gone this weekend! I'm going on my first college tour to one of my primary choices ... Texas A&amp;M. I'll be down there all weekend ... and hopefully it'll take my mind off of Amber for a bit. Weekends are the hardest to deal with because I don't have stuff thrust in front of me to occupy my mind. Which means my mind keeps wondering</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106417830721294195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106417830721294195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106417830721294195' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106409809521743904</id><published>2003-09-20T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-20T17:48:14.733-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's really nothing to say.I've inserted myself back into my normal life. I attend school, go to band practices, and attend scout meetings.But there's something missing.It's Amber.I want her here so bad ... I want to be there so bad ... I honestly don't understand how I managed to survive over 17 and a half years without her. That's over 6300 days. And with just a single day, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106409809521743904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106409809521743904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106409809521743904' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106359688250017311</id><published>2003-09-14T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-14T22:34:42.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back from Indiana but too happy and too sad to write here now ...So I'll write later.Wow, this is the shortest entry I've ever had! ^^</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106359688250017311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106359688250017311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106359688250017311' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106332211519369032</id><published>2003-09-11T18:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-11T18:20:02.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is going to be really short because I can't concentrate.In approximately twenty-four teensy-weensy gigantic mega hours, I'll be driving out of my house, heading vaguely towards Dallas-Fort Worth International Airport. From there, I get on a plane and fly to Indiana. Roughly twelve hours after landing, I'll be standing in front of a restaurant, smiling broadly, as a certain female walks </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106332211519369032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106332211519369032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106332211519369032' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106296668777547230</id><published>2003-09-07T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-07T15:31:27.706-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wee!! Less than a week until I go up to Indiana!!Anxious-excited!On Thursday, we have a football game to play at. Yeah, it'll suck. Like, getting back home at midnight and doing homework before getting ready to march at 6:15AM on Friday kind of suck. Yeah, that's pretty sucky, huh? Not something I'm looking forward to.And then, on Friday, I come home and talk to my amante for about an hour </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106296668777547230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106296668777547230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106296668777547230' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106272763703913650</id><published>2003-09-04T21:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-09-04T21:07:17.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Been a few days!! So sorry!So now that I've ranted several times about how I'm going to meet my amante and such ... I thought I'd take a short break and do some ranting on school.Academic Decathalon is going interesting. Will be hard. Will be fun. Economics is incredibly difficult. Newspaper is amazing. Quite fun. A lot of interesting work ... love writing. English will be interesting. World </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106272763703913650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106272763703913650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_09_01_archive.html#106272763703913650' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106230178569904324</id><published>2003-08-30T22:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-30T22:49:45.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I promise that I meant to write here last night. ^^Things are -definately- starting to come together for when I go up to Indiana. We've set the date as September 13th. I'll arrive late on the 12th and have to leave on the 14th. We'll be walking around the mall, playing putt-putt ... and perhaps going to a movie or visiting a museum or visiting the zoo. So anyway, I'm about ready to jump outta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106230178569904324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106230178569904324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106230178569904324' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106204159010510413</id><published>2003-08-27T22:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-27T22:33:10.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Man, I am walking on clouds!!Last night, a person who has been mentioned in this blog at least a half a dozen times told me that her mom would definately allow us to get together when I go up to Indiana next month. So we're hashing together all sorts of plans that we could do together. It's SO much fun!! I think it's been a long, long time since I've ever been so happy. ^^All in all, a good </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106204159010510413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106204159010510413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106204159010510413' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106194147546471632</id><published>2003-08-26T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-26T18:44:35.460-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The good thing about having a blog is that you can unload all your annoying little feelings in one fell blow and publicize it to the world with very little chance of anyone actually ever reading it; minus, of course, one person. Which really isn't that bad, because only good has come from this one person reading stuff that was freely displayed and yet they were never supposed to actually read. So</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106194147546471632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106194147546471632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106194147546471632' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106185645248133437</id><published>2003-08-25T19:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-25T19:07:32.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yay. -.- Look at me. I'm updating like I said I would.And I'm in a -really- bad mood. I got my AP scores back (and had no idea that they had been found). I got a 2 on the US History and a 3 on the English. Which is, to say the least, slightly depressing. I did, after all, score a 3 on the US History and a 5 on the English practice exams.Life can be so revolting sometimes!And my loverly band</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106185645248133437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106185645248133437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106185645248133437' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106134436171799064</id><published>2003-08-19T20:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-19T20:52:41.563-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've sworn to do better about updating this thing.Or, if not sworn, privately hope. ^^So, my school schedule is partially fixed in a maybe possibly kinda way that really leaves everything open in the air. I'm trying to weasel my way into Statistics and European History and ... I don't know. But the good news is I've made some headway.Speaking of headway, none was made on AP, so far. So </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106134436171799064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106134436171799064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106134436171799064' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-106116386993908703</id><published>2003-08-17T18:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-08-17T18:44:29.813-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, and I felt guilty for not updating this in ten days. Ha, now it's been ... [quickly counts on fingers] A lot. Like almost two months.So, what's happened? Hella lot. School starts tomorrow. I'm a senior. Good thing? I hope so. Guaranteed? Definately not.The Advanced Placement people LOST my scores! So I'm royally ticked off. They managed to find my US History score and have sent it in the</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106116386993908703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/106116386993908703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_08_01_archive.html#106116386993908703' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-95909248</id><published>2003-06-22T00:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-22T00:07:02.180-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ten days have passed!! I feel so guilty for not updating!!Like I said on my webpage, a lot of stuff has come up. I find myself rushing to get as much EverQuestin' in as I can before I leave in July. I'm writing letters to that certain friend in Spain, which probably isn't too wonderful for me, for the reason listed in my last blog. I've been trying to write and build up what little skill I have</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/95909248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/95909248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95909248' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-95494364</id><published>2003-06-10T00:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-06-10T00:57:48.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>There's something to be said for life ... though I personally have no idea what it is.Hmm, well ... school's out. I woulda thought I would have felt a lot better. But I don't. There's reasons for that, mostly because of my sister and myself, but still. I'm kinda disappointed.The disappointment also has something to do with a certain friend going to Spain for the summer. Gone for seven weeks, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/95494364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/95494364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95494364' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-95106579</id><published>2003-05-30T22:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-30T22:06:07.386-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hey guys! There's more readers out there these days ... now that I've shamelessly plugged my website on my AIM info. ^^Bye seniors. [cries] I missed you at school today.On further note, I went camera-crazy today!! Got tons of pictures of my friends at school and stuff!! I love cameras!! I'm trying to get a digital camera to take on things like Anime Expo, Gloria Shields Newspaper Camp, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/95106579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/95106579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95106579' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-95058742</id><published>2003-05-29T20:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-29T20:08:20.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright, that's it! MATRIX RELOADED ROCKED!!I honestly have no idea what the frick everybody's whining about!? &gt;&lt; I loved both The Matrix and The Matrix Reloaded! Each had their own pluses and minuses ... the best way to describe it, though is this: The Matrix was chocked full of ground-breaking new concepts. The Matrix Reloaded actually brought those to fruition. I felt, as I watched Reloaded,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/95058742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/95058742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#95058742' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-94883089</id><published>2003-05-25T23:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-25T23:15:10.553-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yum.Good fun last night! A nice farewell to some very good friends. I'll miss those guys so hard.I get to see Matrix Reloaded tomorrow!! HOORAH!!!My website has been revived. It's good fun. Be expecting some fun and cool stuff on it! I'll be putting up a couple of pieces of writing and stuff, posting random pictures, and improving the quotations part.On another note, I took a web </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94883089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94883089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94883089' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-94833719</id><published>2003-05-24T12:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-24T12:58:13.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow, it's only been three days! ^^Anyway, today is the day of Band Banquet. Over here in Texas, we have "banquets" for all the clubs at the end of the year. Basically, we sit down, we eat a nice meal, and then we hang out with old buddies one last time before summer kicks in and stuff.It's a formal event ... hence "banquet" rather than "Barbeque!"Anyway ... I'm tired and kinda depressed. No</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94833719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94833719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94833719' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-94714196</id><published>2003-05-21T20:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-21T20:46:45.710-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It sucked.Yeah, cousin's wedding sucked. Pretty danged badly. I mean, Prom is the first chance in my LIFE in which I had the possibility of getting a girlfriend. But that chanced get dashed against the rocks ... again and again and again. And instead, I have to sit there and watch two people pledge eternal love to each other rather than be off enjoying my adolescence and experiencing love for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94714196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94714196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94714196' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-94306466</id><published>2003-05-13T22:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-13T22:34:25.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alright ... my teeth feel -weird-. REALLY -weird-.Slimey, naked, and ... un-protruding. So this is what it's like to have normal teeth ... O.o Interesting experience. Kinda depressed about it, though. Unfortunately, losing my braces didn't make me the babe-magnet it does everyone else. [sweatdrop] So far, I've gotten two compliments (well, three, but one was from a guy I'm pretty sure swings </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94306466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94306466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94306466' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-94165777</id><published>2003-05-11T16:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-05-11T16:39:29.140-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow! Been a good two weeks, I suppose.Got my SAT scores back. Not sure when exactly it was, but I'm still ridin' high. [got a 1360!] Yeah!! ... but the problem is, now I have no colleges to go to. &gt;&lt; My SAT scores are pretty good, which means that I, well ... should go to a pretty good school. But I have really bad grades. Therefore, I should go to a bad school. There's no school that actually </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94165777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/94165777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_05_01_archive.html#94165777' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-92958259</id><published>2003-04-20T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-20T21:21:18.200-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Merry Easter!!My friend Caleb and I are planning to make a webcomic ... him being the muscles and I being the brains, and him being the brains to. So basically, him making a webcomic and me giving the occasional suggestion. But anyway, today we had a plot-hashing session ... where we just chewed over all these potential ideas for the plot of the thing. Good fun!And I'm feeling good today, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92958259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92958259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92958259' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-92809466</id><published>2003-04-17T19:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-17T19:53:25.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>For the first time in weeks, I was struck by a certain thought ..."Boy, it's good to be alive."Not that you guys (all none of you) should worry about me. I'm just satisfied with my indifference towards everything. But then today, as I was walking out of school (to detention, no less), I was just ... slapped upside the head by that thought. And I liked it.Oh, on further note ... my friend </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92809466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92809466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92809466' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-92755775</id><published>2003-04-16T22:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-16T22:27:13.450-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Boy, am I tired.I had a math test today. I'm exhausted. Both physically and spiritually. Is there such a thing as over-prayer?I hope not.I really need to write more. I'm feeling bottled up. I need some kind of written creative release. But the hardest thing about the whole concept is getting started. I -hate- getting started. But I'll need to. I'd ask for suggestions, but nobody reads this </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92755775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92755775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92755775' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-92618669</id><published>2003-04-14T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-14T20:10:55.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Warg ... Sorry guys, but I've been depressed as of late. Mostly it revolves around my Prom date-- or lack thereof. Yes, it seems that even I, the Master of Wit and Wisdom, the Seer of Inane Sayings and Insanity, cannot get a date.So I'm depressed.And this is only compounded on the fact that, hey, I've been dateless my entire life. So now I'm sitting here at my computer, getting my daily </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92618669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92618669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92618669' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-92333538</id><published>2003-04-09T22:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2003-04-09T22:00:18.483-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So today's Wednesday. Yep, Hump Day. So called because it humps, I think.Either way, I'm trying to convince my friend Caleb to do an online comic. If he does, it'd be hosted at my website, and it would SOOOOO rock! He's an awesome artist, and a fairly good story-teller. I'd help him get started with the plot, and then he'd have the 1337 skillz to just go -crazy- with it. Gotta love that.I am </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92333538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/92333538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#92333538' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5242162.post-91944164</id><published>2003-04-03T17:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2003-04-03T17:25:02.530-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just made this blog. Woo-hoo!Anyway ... been a stressfull past couple of days. Lots of work to do because of my Eagle Scout project. I run around rampant before I finally have the Board of Review on Wednesday ... only I don't, because I thought the coordinator was supposed to bring some paperwork, but it turns out -I- was supposed to. And, needless to say, I didn't. So I had it rescheduled for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/91944164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5242162/posts/default/91944164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://khonline.blogspot.com/2003_04_01_archive.html#91944164' title=''/><author><name>Ko Hakaisha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11142747679727289151</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
