<?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-3770961945065579442</id><updated>2011-07-28T17:31:17.985-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abandoned Fish Factory</title><subtitle type='html'>a storehouse of mostly nonsensical rants about the life and times of this guy named kenny</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/'/><link 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/S94sTEjqVZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OtxFqZF4YpE/s1600/070humelake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 424px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/S94sTEjqVZI/AAAAAAAAAF8/OtxFqZF4YpE/s1600/070humelake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;let me just make it through these last three weeks of school&lt;br /&gt;without &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;completely&lt;/span&gt; destroying everything i've worked so hard for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asdf;lkjg';lsdkf;aljrdfnskjdfanlksdjafdlkchvxiojkewrfsgdbs&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-7975645548233378860?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-8129227525119489351</id><published>2010-01-27T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:01:40.550-08:00</updated><title type='text'>as a general rule of thumb:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will always have the desire to blog when there is homework to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not going to right now.&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;perhaps. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-8129227525119489351?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-6754081197467823010</id><published>2010-01-25T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:20:29.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tomorrow</title><content type='html'>the first day of school&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;the first day of liz's adventure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;TRUST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-6754081197467823010?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/6754081197467823010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=6754081197467823010' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6754081197467823010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6754081197467823010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2010/01/tomorrow.html' title='tomorrow'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-193318061568487769</id><published>2010-01-23T01:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T01:53:11.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>that He should leave his place on high,&lt;br /&gt;and come for sinners, here, to die.&lt;br /&gt;you find it strange?&lt;br /&gt;well so did I.&lt;br /&gt;until I knew my Savior.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-193318061568487769?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/193318061568487769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-1743747334883555381</id><published>2009-12-31T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T20:42:47.068-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am on a road trip with my family [part 3]</title><content type='html'>this is all i have to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;thee more shallows&lt;/span&gt;: book of bad breaks&lt;br /&gt;so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sz15m4PeNsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/E3vMkfpWGSw/s1600-h/thumbnail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sz15m4PeNsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/E3vMkfpWGSw/s320/thumbnail.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421623235263215298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;counting your blessings&lt;br /&gt;as they hatch and grow&lt;br /&gt;you'll start to   feel uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;as each one takes off far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you   read them stories from the book of bad breaks,&lt;br /&gt;every night, when they were sleeping safe inside their eggs.&lt;br /&gt;hoping to   impart at least a premonition&lt;br /&gt;about the dangers they'd face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but barely two, they're lost to you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-1743747334883555381?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sz15m4PeNsI/AAAAAAAAAF0/E3vMkfpWGSw/s72-c/thumbnail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3849756586062926920</id><published>2009-12-29T22:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T12:04:55.985-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am on a road trip with my family [part 2]</title><content type='html'>today was really cool. we went on two different tours of the (beautiful) kartchner caverns here in so ar. it's pretty sweet here. it's basically the same thing as so cal but in arizona. and oh yes, i made that one up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, for me, was one of those days where you end up getting a glimpse of something way bigger and more beautiful than yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this glimpse of mine occurred inside of these kartchner caverns. i love it so much when that happens. plus it was really cool to already know a lot about the caves from the geology class i took last semester. rocks rocks rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, this rv-cation is going 100% better than it was when i updated last. my family is really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i like bats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like them because sometimes they live in caves.&lt;br /&gt;and inside of caves, there is no light.&lt;br /&gt;there's only other bats, bugs, rocks, and dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bats are always safe because they travel in large packs.&lt;br /&gt;which also means that every bat has a lot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like bats because they can fly.&lt;br /&gt;they're not so different from us humans, you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i think i will spend the rest of my life figuring out how i can become a bat.&lt;br /&gt;because then i will be truly happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;confession: i really have no idea who reads this blog anymore. well, i know some of you. but not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i wonder if &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; do. i really have no idea. being of the avid blogger variety, sometimes it's nice to think that you still read mine. even though i hardly post anything substantial often enough to merit even a semi-regular visit. also i'm pretty sure you hate me. i think i have a problem with making some people do that. i wish you knew how sorry i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;previously mentioned in this blog of mine were two goals that i've set for myself.&lt;br /&gt;the one about me finishing 10 songs is coming along really well.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to get home and record moar stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buhbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3849756586062926920?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3849756586062926920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3849756586062926920' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3849756586062926920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3849756586062926920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-on-road-trip-with-my-family-part-2.html' title='i am on a road trip with my family [part 2]'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-8126229213264060654</id><published>2009-12-28T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T11:33:19.649-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am on a road trip with my family [part 1]</title><content type='html'>okay so RV's are weird.&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning of this trip i was way more excited than i am now.&lt;br /&gt;it almost seems like more of a hassle to go on vacation in an RV than just chilling at home. though i'm sure things will start go upwards on the awesome scale when we finally get to our destination. hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. it's super late-ish and i just finished watching the shawshank redemption (got it for christmas wooo). this is probably the 3rd time i've seen it. and this time i was so struck with a particular message in it that i felt compelled to share my thoughts here in my blog. but i'm tired and i want to sleep soon so i'm gonna try to keep it short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anways, with that in mind, you should stop reading here if you've never seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so throughout the movie there's this idea of being institutionalized by routine, and that change from this routine is (most of the time) inevitable. and when it comes, we have to choose how we're going to deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you don't know what i'm talking about, it's basically the contrast between brooks and red, and how they deal with being freed from shawshank after both doing a considerable amount of time there. long story short, brooks is freed after doing 50 years but quickly ends up killing himself because he can't cope with not being a part of the prison institution anymore. he became so accustomed to it that he almost completely forgot that anything else existed, and so when he was presented with freedom, the giant fear of the unknown and unusual overwhelmed him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, coupled with the fact that he was really old and a little crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in contrast with brooks, there is red. who is released after doing 40 years, and is faced with the same overwhelming fear that brooks felt, but instead he is able to overcome it and he goes off and lives happily ever after with his best friend andy dufrain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ack i am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;if you read all of that, you're a champ.&lt;br /&gt;it's hard for me to be all analytical and whatnot when i'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY SO BASICALLY&lt;br /&gt;what i learned/was reminded of tonight:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things change, and the best things to do are:&lt;br /&gt;- recognize our inability to go back to the way things were.&lt;br /&gt;- fight like hell to overcome the fear that freedom and the unknown present to us.&lt;br /&gt;- this is best done by having placed your hope in something good. like God perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which coincidentally is also a part morgan freeman has played (bruce almighty).&lt;br /&gt;that's weird/cool. asdfghjhfdgfh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i'm making music and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;i've been posting some of my songs on this myspace i made. they're all works in progress, so i feel reluctant to share. but feedback is a great thing, so feel free to check them out if you would like. and i would love to hear what you guys think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/kennychiwa147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/kennychiwa147&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-8126229213264060654?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/8126229213264060654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=8126229213264060654' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8126229213264060654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8126229213264060654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-on-road-trip-with-my-family-part-1.html' title='i am on a road trip with my family [part 1]'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-6957602445839076817</id><published>2009-12-07T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T19:58:47.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i see is new to me</title><content type='html'>it's good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sx0yBRkFIcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vSnH75wqrVI/s1600-h/blakroc452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 364px; height: 364px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sx0yBRkFIcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vSnH75wqrVI/s320/blakroc452.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412537324645196226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blakroc is a collaboration project between the black keys and a bunch of sweet hip hop artists.&lt;br /&gt;awesome guys like q-tip, raewkwon, nicole wray, jim jones, and mos def. it's a freaking solid hip hop/r&amp;amp;b album in my opinion. but that's all i'll say about it. it's definitely worth checking out if you like hip hop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night as i got into my bed, i realized that i spend far too little time in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10 finished songs by the start of spring semester and biola by fall of next year.&lt;br /&gt;these are my goals. say hello to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try saying "pika" the second before you sneeze, it makes you sound like an angry pikachu.&lt;br /&gt;also if you don't laugh when you do it, there's something wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i've got for now.&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-6957602445839076817?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/6957602445839076817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=6957602445839076817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6957602445839076817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6957602445839076817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/12/all-i-see-is-new-to-me.html' title='all i see is new to me'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sx0yBRkFIcI/AAAAAAAAAFo/vSnH75wqrVI/s72-c/blakroc452.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-836878320219572354</id><published>2009-11-04T13:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:04:15.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.starkdavingmad.com/jpg/legoStarDestroyer1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 522px; height: 357px;" src="http://www.starkdavingmad.com/jpg/legoStarDestroyer1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i can remember a time in my life when this was literally all i ever wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-836878320219572354?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/836878320219572354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=836878320219572354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/836878320219572354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/836878320219572354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-can-remember-time-in-my-life-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3222607269514867753</id><published>2009-10-09T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:00:28.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thailand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ballslist.com/travel/cities/chiang-mai.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 581px; height: 332px;" src="http://www.ballslist.com/travel/cities/chiang-mai.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm writing this to let everyone know (if you didn't know already) that I'm going to be in Thailand for the next two and a half weeks. (October 12-28)&lt;br /&gt;(AND I AM SO EXCITED)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going through Hume Lake Christian Camps, and we're basically going to be putting on camp for missionary kids over there. My main role will be to play drums in the worship band, but I'll also be a counselor as well. We'll be doing all this in a city called Chiang Mai. It's actually a really interesting place, you should wikipedia it if you've never heard of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to stay updated during our trip, you can check out this link:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://humeinternational.org/category/thailand/"&gt;http://humeinternational.org/category/thailand/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It should be updated (somewhat) daily with pictures and video, so check it out if you're interested.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want to invite all of you to support me and the rest of the team by praying for us as often as you're able! Any and all prayers are graciously appreciated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suppose that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye for now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3222607269514867753?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3222607269514867753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3222607269514867753' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3222607269514867753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3222607269514867753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/10/thailand.html' title='Thailand'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-415336267900728827</id><published>2009-10-01T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:03:05.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'>asdkfhjas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqt98xKjYv1qzflt6o1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1254592126&amp;amp;Signature=XSHd563UtdTZp%2Bi3IODYDPvx2oc%3D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 577px; height: 751px;" src="http://s3.amazonaws.com/data.tumblr.com/tumblr_kqt98xKjYv1qzflt6o1_1280.jpg?AWSAccessKeyId=0RYTHV9YYQ4W5Q3HQMG2&amp;amp;Expires=1254592126&amp;amp;Signature=XSHd563UtdTZp%2Bi3IODYDPvx2oc%3D" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's funny to me how i can be so much more fond of my doodles than the pieces that i actually spend a significant amount of time on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-415336267900728827?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/415336267900728827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=415336267900728827' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/415336267900728827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/415336267900728827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-funny-to-me-how-i-can-be-so-much.html' title='asdkfhjas'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-2236175991982537348</id><published>2009-09-21T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T23:10:16.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life life life life life life</title><content type='html'>I don't know. Everything, it's all just very interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how we freak out.&lt;br /&gt;How things turn around.&lt;br /&gt;How years of mild frustration and confusion can be resolved in a single honest conversation.&lt;br /&gt;How we come together.&lt;br /&gt;How we drift apart.&lt;br /&gt;And most notoriously, how we miscommunicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, there's been a lot to take in over the last month or so, and I'm fairly confident that, for the most part, I've been dealing with things well. But there might be people that will disagree with that. But that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I get over my feelings and really think about it, change is amazing.&lt;br /&gt;If not for any other reason than the fact that it's a great catalyst for new and good opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Srhpw28tjxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-G8vbmLt8Wk/s1600-h/55.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 311px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Srhpw28tjxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-G8vbmLt8Wk/s320/55.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384169642626223890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've been pretty excited recently because I've decided to dive back into this one certain art form that I sort of drifted away from since high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't deny that it could possibly be my own way of lashing out or something.&lt;br /&gt;But it's a good outlet, I promise. I'm really excited about it.&lt;br /&gt;ART IS VERY FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay k bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-2236175991982537348?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/2236175991982537348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=2236175991982537348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/2236175991982537348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/2236175991982537348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/09/life-life-life-life-life-life.html' title='life life life life life life'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Srhpw28tjxI/AAAAAAAAAFA/-G8vbmLt8Wk/s72-c/55.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-2962258228017678112</id><published>2009-09-14T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T17:50:41.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know what to title this</title><content type='html'>Today has been profound.&lt;br /&gt;Though the events of today really just ended up bringing me back to sitting here at my desk, something amazing happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Today is characterized in my mind as an incredible victory. The aftermath of an amazing night that will hopefully be repeated many times in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so encouraged and affirmed. More than I have in quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;I am completely wrapped up in God's infectious love, so much that I kind of don't even know what to do with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been spectacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;something i remembered today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;never forget and continually remind yourself of the specific instances in your life when God displays his beautiful faithfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-2962258228017678112?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/2962258228017678112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=2962258228017678112' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/2962258228017678112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/2962258228017678112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-dont-know-what-to-title-this.html' title='i dont know what to title this'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-9072169257161986961</id><published>2009-09-04T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T14:29:06.841-07:00</updated><title type='text'>keep going forward</title><content type='html'>for the most part, i think that what i'm waiting for is also something that i have complete control over.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know if this is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/79SN8I9Fw8M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/79SN8I9Fw8M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because if it were,&lt;br /&gt;i would have gotten it by now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-9072169257161986961?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/9072169257161986961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=9072169257161986961' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/9072169257161986961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/9072169257161986961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/09/keep-going-forward_04.html' title='keep going forward'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-7133626076057518010</id><published>2009-07-27T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T21:10:30.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Musical Excerpt From My Head</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IhzvFBj6-rs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IhzvFBj6-rs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="640"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be posting more original music in the relatively near future. promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-7133626076057518010?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/7133626076057518010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=7133626076057518010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/7133626076057518010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/7133626076057518010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/07/musical-excerpt-from-my-head.html' title='A Musical Excerpt From My Head'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3335187513001764214</id><published>2009-07-16T23:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:05:27.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my...</title><content type='html'>i've found myself diving deep into a band.&lt;br /&gt;a band that i should have dove into much earlier than now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;this band is called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the chariot&lt;/span&gt;, and they are absolutely rocking my world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SmAWBMrEo5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/jvA0_hq2xyw/s1600-h/177_07_31_2008_4_11_38_The+Chariot+-+The+Fiancee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 314px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SmAWBMrEo5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/jvA0_hq2xyw/s320/177_07_31_2008_4_11_38_The+Chariot+-+The+Fiancee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359307766408455058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i've been listening to the chariot on and off since they came out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the fiancèe&lt;/span&gt; in 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but i saw them last friday at the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;scream the prayer tour&lt;/span&gt;. it was so dang epic.&lt;br /&gt;seeing a band live always changes everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my recent purchase (of the physical copy) of their latest album titled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wars and rumors of wars&lt;/span&gt;, it is with confidence that i have allowed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;josh scogin&lt;/span&gt; to have a secure place as my current all time musical hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SmAYXeXnazI/AAAAAAAAAE4/t1NVT2mdC1A/s1600-h/3352101947_be28e-dd048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 313px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SmAYXeXnazI/AAAAAAAAAE4/t1NVT2mdC1A/s320/3352101947_be28e-dd048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359310348139064114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man who started one of my favorite bands (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;norma jean&lt;/span&gt;) then leaves and goes on to start the chariot. and, in my opinion, significantly trumps norma jean in both creativity and style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this band is certainly a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wars&lt;/span&gt; is just so freaking badass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is 100% worth it to purchase the physical copy. so dew it. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;in other news, disneyland with meghan and mary is not happening tomorrow. which is sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, people from NZ are great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3335187513001764214?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3335187513001764214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3335187513001764214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3335187513001764214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3335187513001764214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my.html' title='oh my...'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SmAWBMrEo5I/AAAAAAAAAEw/jvA0_hq2xyw/s72-c/177_07_31_2008_4_11_38_The+Chariot+-+The+Fiancee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3999524507064771380</id><published>2009-07-02T17:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T17:31:43.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;Run, run farmer.&lt;br /&gt;Screaming, "bloody murder".&lt;br /&gt;The daughters of question have been murdered.&lt;br /&gt;Deception is charming.&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These things, they harmonize and overthrow.&lt;br /&gt;These things will cure;&lt;br /&gt;but they will tear down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not the ones who carry on.&lt;br /&gt;We are not the ones who wear the shroud, tear down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liar.&lt;br /&gt;Condescender.&lt;br /&gt;Words born as bastards.&lt;br /&gt;Our swords will rest, and a course in miracles will hail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And killers will rise.&lt;br /&gt;Where have we gone wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Understanding laced the web.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3999524507064771380?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3999524507064771380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3999524507064771380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3999524507064771380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3999524507064771380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/07/run-run-farmer.html' title=''/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-1529292213647901302</id><published>2009-06-25T01:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:26:56.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>daylight</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WgBeu3FVi60&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WgBeu3FVi60&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="25"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like staying up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like meeting new people and making friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like making videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-1529292213647901302?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/1529292213647901302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=1529292213647901302' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1529292213647901302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1529292213647901302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/06/daylight.html' title='daylight'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-1906788476764004802</id><published>2009-06-20T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T23:49:27.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>regarding the current state of iran</title><content type='html'>my friend james wrote this, i'm copying it because it expresses my heart well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Observer/Pix/gallery/2009/6/13/1244910042143/Iran-Election-Aftermath-I-017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 368px; height: 233px;" src="http://static.guim.co.uk/sys-images/Observer/Pix/gallery/2009/6/13/1244910042143/Iran-Election-Aftermath-I-017.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the last few days, I've been following #IranElection on Twitter as closely as anyone, and never in my life have I been more horrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a fixed election, the majority of the civilians have taken to the street in protest, and at an increasing rate, they are being arrested and SNIPED from the tops of buildings and helicopters. They are being shanked by plain clothes Basij, the soldiers loyal to the false "leader".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they don't stop. They protests and rallies are getting bigger every day. These people are leaving their homes and putting their lives at risk because they are tired of being beaten down on. They are tired of being prisoners. They want to be free, and the courage that they continue to show in defense of basic human rights is incredible to me. I can only hope I would do the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I wrote that last paragraph&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsOPOmmdjZc" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this)," target="_blank" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.youtube.com/wat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ch?v=WsOPOmmdjZc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a man was shot in the face by a sniper. they are not fighting back, they are not using violence. they're just being killed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know exactly why i wrote this. i just care. im deeply disturbed by what's happening in Iran at this very moment but possibly even more by the fact that aside from maybe 3 of the people that I'm in some way connected to through this website, no one else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, fine. I can't make you. But if you do, say something. Spread the word. Innocent people are being murdered because they want freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sound familiar?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-1906788476764004802?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/1906788476764004802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=1906788476764004802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1906788476764004802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1906788476764004802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/06/something-important.html' title='regarding the current state of iran'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3918104661799646452</id><published>2009-06-13T20:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:07:50.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>win</title><content type='html'>the plus and minus format makes blogging so much easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+ my current favorite song:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/93jxkqG0gWc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/93jxkqG0gWc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;married life - michael giacchino&lt;br /&gt;("Up" soundtrack)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.kazuya-akimoto.com/2006/2006images/IMG_5091_blue_cells.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 417px;" src="http://www.kazuya-akimoto.com/2006/2006images/IMG_5091_blue_cells.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ trees, beaches, letters, cd's, flash drives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ i got final cut pro (and photoshop) from someone amazing. they will remain nameless so they don't get in trouble or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tnjn.com/content/storyimage/2008/05/01/fcp.box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 103px; height: 107px;" src="http://tnjn.com/content/storyimage/2008/05/01/fcp.box.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- unfortunately it goes screwy when i log and capture, so i can't upload any footage. however, i'm determined to work around this. it might be an issue with my camera? i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ the lakers are amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ isaac graduated middle school :D&lt;br /&gt;+/- isaac is going into high school.&lt;br /&gt;+ aannnnd he got the seafarers expansion for graduation. wooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.biblicalstrategy.com/images/catan_seafarers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 318px; height: 257px;" src="http://www.biblicalstrategy.com/images/catan_seafarers.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;+/- summer school starts in nine days&lt;br /&gt;+ i'm hooked on grey's anatomy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.&lt;br /&gt;enough + &amp;amp; -ing&lt;br /&gt;this is what i've been listening to recently:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e6/The_Campfire_Headphase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 141px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e6/The_Campfire_Headphase.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f7/Radiohead.hailtothetheif.albumart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 140px; height: 140px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/f/f7/Radiohead.hailtothetheif.albumart.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thehurstreview.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/noble-beast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 157px; height: 140px;" src="http://thehurstreview.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/noble-beast.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i'm still as obsessed with boards of canada as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;but i'm also still as broke as ever, so i can't afford to buy any of their other albums right now. which means i'll just have to be happy with the campfire headphase for a little longer. but don't worry, i'm actually 100% okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had more interesting things to write about.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye for now. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3918104661799646452?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3918104661799646452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3918104661799646452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3918104661799646452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3918104661799646452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/06/win.html' title='win'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-6460941585446447701</id><published>2009-06-05T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:08:58.667-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Within some amount of time recently:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;let's try something new!&lt;br /&gt;(okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SijlkWVvNDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/b5NmQLBrCa8/s1600-h/Photo+379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SijlkWVvNDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/b5NmQLBrCa8/s320/Photo+379.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343773370509898802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+ i went up to glendale and stayed with ian for a few days&lt;br /&gt;+ we lit smoke bombs&lt;br /&gt;+ james (franks) came over :D&lt;br /&gt;+ ian and i saw animal collective&lt;br /&gt;+ it was incredible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3301/3592374193_340c11f9fd.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 289px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3301/3592374193_340c11f9fd.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- the merch table sucked&lt;br /&gt;+/- we had to sit on the balcony:&lt;br /&gt;it didn't really suck. i guess it just made things different.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i still thoroughly enjoyed the show for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ meeting charlie, halo, music, ian's house in general (amazing)&lt;br /&gt;- left glendale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+/- continue the job hunt&lt;br /&gt;- still no video editing software&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+ kara came down.&lt;br /&gt;+ liz and i taught her settlers.&lt;br /&gt;- now she is amazing at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+ canyon (with ginger &amp;amp; mae leah!), more fireworks, 28 days later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;+ we tie dyed. mine was lakers colors. :D&lt;br /&gt;+ late night conversations eventually evolving into mindless tired insanity.&lt;br /&gt;+ i like grey's anatomy now (quite a lot)&lt;br /&gt;- kara left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ the lakers played beautifully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://click2vegas.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/lakers1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://click2vegas.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/lakers1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+ 75-100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annnd&lt;br /&gt;+ i wrote a new song on piano that i like very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+ plus and minus idea came from the brain of staycie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-6460941585446447701?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/6460941585446447701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=6460941585446447701' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6460941585446447701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6460941585446447701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/06/within-some-amount-of-time-recently.html' title='Within some amount of time recently:'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SijlkWVvNDI/AAAAAAAAAEo/b5NmQLBrCa8/s72-c/Photo+379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-4177609915984686340</id><published>2009-05-28T13:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T13:18:12.287-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a collection of eukaryotic heterotrophs.</title><content type='html'>i really hope they play this one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[guys eyes - AC]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/187822/Animal+Collective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 341px;" src="http://userserve-ak.last.fm/serve/_/187822/Animal+Collective.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XaMZbSlmFVc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XaMZbSlmFVc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iamsofreakingexcited.&lt;br /&gt;asdfkhgaskjfghaksjhrtagdifubhvs,mdnfgahjksdfakjsdhfgajksdh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D :D :D :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-4177609915984686340?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/4177609915984686340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=4177609915984686340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4177609915984686340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4177609915984686340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/05/collection-of-eukaryotic-heterotrophs.html' title='a collection of eukaryotic heterotrophs.'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-8960595136200124451</id><published>2009-05-24T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:09:49.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell fire</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMV4dl-x0Tc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="420"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMV4dl-x0Tc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[boc]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMV4dl-x0Tc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CMV4dl-x0Tc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;and it was so just being down there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but also,&lt;br /&gt;it was putting it down, and lighting it.&lt;br /&gt;then running away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;spewing a shimmering beauty, but ending quickly.&lt;br /&gt;i guess it had to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what an interesting way to start the summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i agree.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-8960595136200124451?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/8960595136200124451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=8960595136200124451' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8960595136200124451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8960595136200124451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/05/farewell-fire.html' title='farewell fire'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-7272720940208501791</id><published>2009-05-22T07:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T07:42:45.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>yesterday was great.&lt;br /&gt;today will be fun as well.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm actually looking forward to tomorrow with almost everything in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-7272720940208501791?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/7272720940208501791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=7272720940208501791' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/7272720940208501791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/7272720940208501791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/05/yay.html' title='yay'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-4616522946709582579</id><published>2009-05-19T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T16:55:25.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lulz</title><content type='html'>i thought of something funny earlier today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however it is likely that someone has already thought of this somewhere out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, i want to document it. i'm not really sure how.&lt;br /&gt;i tried, and i couldn't really make it into a joke. maybe it would be something on those dumb t-shirts. yeah whatever, i'll just pretend it's a t-shirt. it would look like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word "asthma", and beneath it is a drawing of an inhaler with roses laying behind it, and a caption below that that says "you take my breath away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^-^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think it's hilarious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-4616522946709582579?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/4616522946709582579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=4616522946709582579' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4616522946709582579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4616522946709582579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/05/lulz.html' title='lulz'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-1077727733471747626</id><published>2009-05-18T12:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:11:42.494-08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lots of doors have closed, but I'm starting to see new ones open.&lt;br /&gt;It's encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/ShHEGSq24BI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TOrX6Zc3U5I/s1600-h/Picture+5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/ShHEGSq24BI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TOrX6Zc3U5I/s320/Picture+5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337262645780602898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to make a video during the month of freedom I have between the end of finals (which is this wednesday ahh) and the beginning of summer classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, getting a new hard drive means I no longer have &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;imovie&lt;/span&gt; 06 (or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;garageband&lt;/span&gt;). Which makes me really sad. But maybe this will give me an excuse to save up for something (much) better. Like logic or something. I should probably learn how to use those complicated music programs anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But maybe I can still find a way to get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;garageband&lt;/span&gt;. n_____n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was I talking about? Yeah, imovie 06. I want it really bad. I would save up for final cut, but I would always feel like I could never use it to it's maximum potential. If I bought it with my own money I mean. I'm not a film major or anything. imovie works just fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except imovie 08 is actually the worst excuse for video editing softwhere ever D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boards of Canada is most likely becoming my new favorite band for now. I'll probably let you guys know if anything official happens. (lulz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/ShHCIdQKrqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sCxNeVw3_Ho/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/ShHCIdQKrqI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/sCxNeVw3_Ho/s320/Picture+4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337260483957927586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Their music is really beautiful though. They do an incredible job of painting a unique visual picture with their music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've never listened to them, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;would recommend&lt;/span&gt; starting with The Campfire &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Headphase&lt;/span&gt;. It's a wonderful album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't try to sell them to you. This music is really worth an honest listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This was a nice little break from studying.&lt;br /&gt;Though I probably shouldn't be taking breaks because my final is in four (freaking) hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;adfshjklafdsgkjlgf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-1077727733471747626?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/1077727733471747626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=1077727733471747626' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1077727733471747626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1077727733471747626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh.html' title='oh...'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/ShHEGSq24BI/AAAAAAAAAEY/TOrX6Zc3U5I/s72-c/Picture+5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-2009786872054560627</id><published>2009-05-15T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T00:45:47.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sg0dhkYGkrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KvG0yiMR2as/s1600-h/3352101947_be28e-dd048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 352px; height: 352px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sg0dhkYGkrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KvG0yiMR2as/s320/3352101947_be28e-dd048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335953596041564850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this album. it's really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-2009786872054560627?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/2009786872054560627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=2009786872054560627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/2009786872054560627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/2009786872054560627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/05/check-out-this-album.html' title=''/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sg0dhkYGkrI/AAAAAAAAAEI/KvG0yiMR2as/s72-c/3352101947_be28e-dd048.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3154884412812770715</id><published>2009-05-12T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:09:24.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm starting to...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3090/2730750518_0b8ff70405.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 243px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3090/2730750518_0b8ff70405.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Right now I'm in the very beginning of the long aftermath of one of the more emotional nights of my life. What happened is simple, but what it means is complex and difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night began with my biology class, and with the fear and anticipation of whether or not I'm going to pass it. I can't help but feel like a colossal failure whenever I think about it, since this was supposed to be the semester that I do better than any other semester before. It looks like I still haven't learned much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home from class I found a letter for me on the kitchen counter. The letter was from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Biola&lt;/span&gt;. I didn't get in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not all bad, though at the same time, it kind of is. It's not a "rejection notice" the letter said, but more of a "wait notice". They decided it would be in my best interest to spend another year at community college, completing at least 24 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;transferable&lt;/span&gt; units while maintaining a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GPA&lt;/span&gt; of 2.5 or more, and then reapply for the fall of 2010. But the thing is, I don't want to freaking wait that long. Restlessness is no longer creeping in, it's fully here and all around me. I don't like living at home. I don't like working at Islands. and I freaking hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Miramar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in those very thoughts God calls me out and reminds me in the weirdest way, that He loves me profoundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only am I probably over-reacting, but I've realized that within the last few months I've been getting what I deserve a lot. I've been experiencing the difficult and tangible &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;repercussions&lt;/span&gt; of almost every major mistake I've made within the last two years or so. Needless to say, it's really hard. But the worst thing to do in this situation would be to forget that all of this is a trial, and that only by going through it will I be formed into a more Godly man. Complacency is no longer welcome in my life now. I will reject passivity and accept these challenges until I reach the next step in my life: graduating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Biola&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night ended with strange and overwhelming mix of sadness, anger, and fear, and yet some comfort, while I stared into the face of the most beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;indian&lt;/span&gt; I've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is so good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; starting to...&lt;br /&gt;believe the ocean's much like You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; it gives and it takes away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3154884412812770715?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3154884412812770715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3154884412812770715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3154884412812770715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3154884412812770715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-starting-to.html' title='i&apos;m starting to...'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-6382134606819532314</id><published>2009-05-08T22:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T13:06:29.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>These past few weeks...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I have nothing to fear anymore. Life is genuine, God is so good.&lt;br /&gt;I'm very thankful for my beautiful friends. I've made quite a few new ones. They're all so great. And there's one in particular that I really hope will be with me for a long time. I have a good feeling that she will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://diaryofhate.files.wordpress.com/2006/12/electric-president.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://diaryofhate.files.wordpress.com/2006/12/electric-president.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God has been giving me wisdom and discernment. Wisdom with girls and music more than anything else really. I've been realizing that the passion He put in me to play (music) for people is just that, something He put in me. I think it would be unwise of me to stifle this desire of mine, so I've been pursuing it rigorously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a consistent source of accountability and brotherhood in my life. God has been using him greatly to be a profound encouragement to me, it's amazing. For now, it happens entirely over the phone. Sometimes it kills me, but I'm glad I can say "for now" because I basically always want to give him an enormous hug after every conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered a peaceful place. I love it and I love the people. I feel passionately called to serve at this place for a time. So I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I confidently believe that it's in God's will for me to attend Biola and study philosophy. As far as getting in goes, I plan to attend sometime next year. I applied for the fall semester, but haven't found out if I'm in or not yet. I was told that I would hear from them by this monday...which basically means that I'm very nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My musical palette recently has included the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fleet Foxes&lt;br /&gt;Radical Face&lt;br /&gt;Boards of Canada - The Campfire Headphase&lt;br /&gt;Norma Jean - O' God The Aftermath&lt;br /&gt;Mew - A Triumph For Man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e6/The_Campfire_Headphase.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 206px; height: 207px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/e/e6/The_Campfire_Headphase.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all. Blessings! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-6382134606819532314?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/6382134606819532314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=6382134606819532314' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6382134606819532314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6382134606819532314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/05/these-past-few-weeks.html' title='These past few weeks...'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-8689860434305949921</id><published>2009-04-14T16:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T16:18:16.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://davidbyrne.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/07_04_06_b_flat_landscape.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px" alt="" src="http://davidbyrne.typepad.com/photos/uncategorized/07_04_06_b_flat_landscape.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;this music flows through my soul on a line that won't be traced.&lt;br /&gt;this spirit set me on fire and now i'm burning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-8689860434305949921?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/8689860434305949921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=8689860434305949921' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8689860434305949921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8689860434305949921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/04/this-music-flows-through-my-soul-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-4632489681706852571</id><published>2009-03-28T23:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:03:55.684-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when life gets real...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...it tends to suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;news:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;- i continue to amaze myself with my completely-effing up abilities, i actually have quite a knack for it.&lt;br /&gt;- i'm consoled by my Father, as well as the greatest band that has ever lived:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.joncorrell.com/images/d-NormaJeanPoster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 252px; height: 389px;" src="http://www.joncorrell.com/images/d-NormaJeanPoster.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(they seriously will eat your favorite band for breakfast. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;i usually don't read it when people post poems or lyrics to their blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;but i'm going to do it anyways because this one is truly a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;(read it like you mean it boy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;light that fuse, back up three steps, and bite down on that bullet.&lt;br /&gt;you've been doing this for way too long, and it can't be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry, it can't be fixed,&lt;br /&gt;so pull up that chair, and suck down that trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misery is the fuel that keeps this broken down, lifeless instrument running.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sinking in cursory and i'm sinking headfirst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clear your dusty throat and taste that stiletto.&lt;br /&gt;can you taste that metal?&lt;br /&gt;don't worry it can't be fixed.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry it can't be fixed, so don't worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;light that fuse, back up three steps, and sink without trace.&lt;br /&gt;hold me down till i stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to feel this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;hold you down cause you're not trying.&lt;br /&gt;i don't want to kill you anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this what you were designed for?&lt;br /&gt;did you think that you had it coming?&lt;br /&gt;hell follows with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-4632489681706852571?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/4632489681706852571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=4632489681706852571' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4632489681706852571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4632489681706852571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/03/when-life-gets-real.html' title='when life gets real...'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-6187284641538304941</id><published>2009-03-20T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T14:56:16.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an incredible work of art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if you let it, this song will rip apart your soul, i recommend you try it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"open water" - thrice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YM_9T2OFa-g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YM_9T2OFa-g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ten thousand men sleep down with davy jones,&lt;br /&gt;with stolen treasure they tithe.&lt;br /&gt;the open water chills me to my bones,&lt;br /&gt;but it's the only place that i feel alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ocean floor begins to disappear,&lt;br /&gt;i sense that terrible depth.&lt;br /&gt;the open water is my only fear,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll sail as long as i still have breath (in me).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;i'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;'cause it gives and it takes away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;between the devil and the deep blue sea&lt;br /&gt;i stare into the abyss.&lt;br /&gt;the open water is an awful thing,&lt;br /&gt;but i'm anxious 'till the anchor is aweighed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm starting to believe the ocean's much like you,&lt;br /&gt;'cause it gives and it takes away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-6187284641538304941?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/6187284641538304941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=6187284641538304941' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6187284641538304941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6187284641538304941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/03/incredible-work-of-art.html' title='an incredible work of art'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-422659440454022066</id><published>2009-03-19T00:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T00:45:16.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>uh oh.</title><content type='html'>i got really curious and i listened to the jonas brothers version of the song "year 3000" a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt; i'm so freaking hooked on it.&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, i only find this mildly embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but like... holy dang.&lt;br /&gt;how is a song this catchy? it makes no sense.&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to go dance now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;should&lt;/span&gt; sleep though...&lt;br /&gt;but lyk WATEVR lawl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from this perfect pop-gem, i've also recently discovered &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dent May &amp;amp; His Magnificent Ukulele&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like him a lot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;please try tell me this is not as addictive as hard drugs (you can't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOfr3ISAXCQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VOfr3ISAXCQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-422659440454022066?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/422659440454022066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=422659440454022066' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/422659440454022066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/422659440454022066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/03/uh-oh.html' title='uh oh.'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3397832748442965701</id><published>2009-03-14T21:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:05:19.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>musics.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm digging these albums so freaking much lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rw5oJwaurU4/SLgWcIfvh2I/AAAAAAAAAPo/j0XzXm1Pc5E/s320/whiteponyqy8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rw5oJwaurU4/SLgWcIfvh2I/AAAAAAAAAPo/j0XzXm1Pc5E/s320/whiteponyqy8.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thechristianmanifesto.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/underoath-lost-in-the-sound-of-separation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 118px;" src="http://thechristianmanifesto.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/underoath-lost-in-the-sound-of-separation.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thechristianmanifesto.files.wordpress.com/2008/09/underoath-lost-in-the-sound-of-separation.jpg"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtXpko98p38/Rs0Lgblb0xI/AAAAAAAAASo/1egF08I5eYI/s400/image+4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FtXpko98p38/Rs0Lgblb0xI/AAAAAAAAASo/1egF08I5eYI/s400/image+4.bmp" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS_L15FQ1w/SLdBK0bv4mI/AAAAAAAABHc/ZpOR5XQd7zY/s1600/walkmen+You-&amp;amp;-Me-by-The-Walkmen_219269_full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 118px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS_L15FQ1w/SLdBK0bv4mI/AAAAAAAABHc/ZpOR5XQd7zY/s1600/walkmen+You-&amp;amp;-Me-by-The-Walkmen_219269_full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.motherjones.com/files/legacy/riff_blog/mojo-cover-radioheadkida.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 118px;" src="http://www.motherjones.com/files/legacy/riff_blog/mojo-cover-radioheadkida.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xqUFJ4uIeM/SGbQxtFQ3RI/AAAAAAAAA4A/50CebeY1goM/s400/Moby_play.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5xqUFJ4uIeM/SGbQxtFQ3RI/AAAAAAAAA4A/50CebeY1goM/s400/Moby_play.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they're not in any particular order except for white pony.&lt;br /&gt;the deftones have definitely reclaimed the title of "kenny's present favorite band"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;push back the square,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;now that you need her. but you don't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;so there you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to go get a burrito.&lt;br /&gt;oh and new layout! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.motherjones.com/files/legacy/riff_blog/mojo-cover-radioheadkida.JPG"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3397832748442965701?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3397832748442965701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3397832748442965701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3397832748442965701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3397832748442965701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/03/musics.html' title='musics.'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Rw5oJwaurU4/SLgWcIfvh2I/AAAAAAAAAPo/j0XzXm1Pc5E/s72-c/whiteponyqy8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-9205581158107601740</id><published>2009-03-13T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T13:04:17.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i won! (sort of) :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/05SsMUNPF1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/05SsMUNPF1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;i had been working on my entry for this contest for two weeks, and it payed off. this isn't arrogant, i'm just really happy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-9205581158107601740?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/9205581158107601740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=9205581158107601740' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/9205581158107601740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/9205581158107601740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-won-sort-of-d.html' title='i won! (sort of) :D'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-1896939087746550912</id><published>2009-03-11T13:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T22:53:44.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tell me, how do you feel?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.woostercollective.com/walldump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 248px;" src="http://www.woostercollective.com/walldump.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a dumpster covered in a cute wallpaper...not great. pretty low actually.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick, i have an ear infection in both ears. but i guess the antibiotics are helping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being sick, i've missed a few days of school. however i think this will be okay. i find it sort of adventurous catching up in school.... sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel that God allows me to get sick like this to help me remember my insignificance. to get my head out of the clouds and quit screwing around. and i think it's working.&lt;br /&gt;this sickness will go away soon (and someday i will too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i'm still alive, i still have faith, i still believe in love, and i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.woostercollective.com/planesky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 253px;" src="http://www.woostercollective.com/planesky.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;attention stalkers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[you know who you are]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;these links might be of interest to you!&lt;br /&gt;youtube: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/kennychiwa147"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/kennychiwa147&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitter: &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/Kennychiwa147"&gt;http://twitter.com/Kennychiwa147&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dailybooth: &lt;a href="http://dailybooth.com/kennychiwa147"&gt;http://dailybooth.com/kennychiwa147&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes providing this kind of information can weed out the wannabe stalkers from the real ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let's just wait and see what happens. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; - pictures courtesy of &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.woostercollective.com"&gt;www.woostercollective.com&lt;/a&gt; -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-1896939087746550912?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/1896939087746550912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=1896939087746550912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1896939087746550912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1896939087746550912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/03/tell-me-how-do-you-feel.html' title='tell me, how do you feel?'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3923247457664372511</id><published>2009-03-01T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:48:01.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>compliments are weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SauAvc-W2nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nhPY9j5RUl0/s1600-h/Photo+333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SauAvc-W2nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nhPY9j5RUl0/s320/Photo+333.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308478138506205810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my camera and i. LOVE each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realized that i'm not as bad as receiving compliments as i think i am.&lt;br /&gt;also, people like my painting a lot more than i thought they would. this is encouraging for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i killed a baby rattlesnake today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3923247457664372511?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3923247457664372511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3923247457664372511' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3923247457664372511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3923247457664372511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/03/compliments-are-weird.html' title='compliments are weird.'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SauAvc-W2nI/AAAAAAAAAC4/nhPY9j5RUl0/s72-c/Photo+333.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-7623788222114090707</id><published>2009-02-28T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:19:02.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>good enough man.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SaovOIeOwUI/AAAAAAAAACw/zuTg_BB9-jU/s1600-h/Photo+325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SaovOIeOwUI/AAAAAAAAACw/zuTg_BB9-jU/s320/Photo+325.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308107030648504642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i haven't posted in a while. and unfortunately there isn't a good excuse for this. so, sorry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some exciting things that have happened during the last month that i think are noteworthy:&lt;br /&gt;- i made another painting for my church (unfortunately, i like it the least out of all the others i've done so far)&lt;br /&gt;- i made way too much progress in fire red&lt;br /&gt;- i made paper boats with my friends, and made a video of it: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PGF7hcVMTOY"&gt;Rainy Day Boats&lt;/a&gt; (and i really like it)&lt;br /&gt;- i learned a new song on guitar.&lt;br /&gt;- i wrote a new song on piano.&lt;br /&gt;- i got a fisheye lens for my video camera!&lt;br /&gt;- all my textbooks finally came in the mail&lt;br /&gt;- i didn't show up to work when i was supposed to because i didn't know i was scheduled, and i got written up for it.&lt;br /&gt;- i burned down islands.&lt;br /&gt;- i got some new pants.&lt;br /&gt;- i bought my mom flowers.&lt;br /&gt;- i figured out the meaning of pain and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;- i ended a friendship.&lt;br /&gt;- i started riding my bike to and from school, sometimes. haha&lt;br /&gt;- i decided that "adagio for strings" by samuel barber is the saddest song i've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;- and i'm over girls for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by  the way, two of the things in the list are lies. hopefully you can tell which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musical artists i'm currently digging:&lt;br /&gt;-debussy&lt;br /&gt;-chopin&lt;br /&gt;-right away, great captain!&lt;br /&gt;-the walkmen&lt;br /&gt;-ratatat&lt;br /&gt;-animal collective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALSO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SaouzCCDdnI/AAAAAAAAACo/tzD3-o73Uf8/s1600-h/Photo+323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SaouzCCDdnI/AAAAAAAAACo/tzD3-o73Uf8/s320/Photo+323.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308106565063243378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;^if you don't have this album^&lt;br /&gt;please go buy it!&lt;br /&gt;it's great. :)&lt;br /&gt;Merriweather Post Pavilion - Animal Collective&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the most exciting item, i won't say. (suckas)&lt;br /&gt;because i want it to be a wonderful surprise. :)&lt;br /&gt;all you have to do is check out my youtube channel sometime towards the end of the next two weeks, and hopefully you will be happy, and surprised. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/kennychiwa147"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/kennychiwa147&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for now friends!&lt;br /&gt;i love you all. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-7623788222114090707?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/7623788222114090707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=7623788222114090707' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/7623788222114090707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/7623788222114090707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/02/good-enough-man.html' title='good enough man.'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SaovOIeOwUI/AAAAAAAAACw/zuTg_BB9-jU/s72-c/Photo+325.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-4825763978025376092</id><published>2009-01-20T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T01:40:53.177-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When I saw...</title><content type='html'>5:10 pm: My mom is driving me to work. I spent all evening up until now inside, with my friend Liz, making music and (more) videos, as well as getting ready for work. She left to go back up to school today. But she told me that she would probably be coming back down again next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While my mom is driving, I'm silently thinking about how Liz and I made a video for Mae Leah and how it made her happy. But in an instant my attention is stolen by the most challenging and staggering picture of color and light that I have ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dark stretching cloud-wall, resembling a large, sloppy brush stroke from an old brush hung far up in the sky, highlighted by slits of a mix of screaming orange and yellow, it was on fire. All around it were transparent clouds that were not yellow, but gold. It's very presence violated all that was under it, changing everything's true color to a bright orange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the most beautiful sunset today, and I'll never forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They way that it's beauty shamelessly mocked the orange, human, buildings beneath it. I felt that if hope was ever turned into a visual thing, it would be what I saw then, between 5:10 and 5:15 pm on Monday, January 19th, 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It made me wonder: did anyone else experiencing this sunset the way I did? Was there someone else drinking it in just like me? I really hoped so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-4825763978025376092?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/4825763978025376092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=4825763978025376092' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4825763978025376092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4825763978025376092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/01/when-i-saw.html' title='When I saw...'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-8588363815769051709</id><published>2009-01-19T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T11:05:14.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Road</title><content type='html'>All heavy laden, acquainted with sorrow,&lt;br /&gt; may Christ in our marrow, carry us home.&lt;br /&gt; From alabaster, come blessings of laughter,&lt;br /&gt;a fragrance of passion and joy from the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Grant the unbroken, tears ever flowing,&lt;br /&gt; from hearts of contrition, only for You.&lt;br /&gt; May sin never hold true that love never broke through,&lt;br /&gt; for God's mercy holds us, and we are His own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This road that we travel, may it be the straight and narrow.&lt;br /&gt; God, give us peace and grace from You, all the day,&lt;br /&gt; Shelter with fire, our voices we raise still higher.&lt;br /&gt; God give us peace and grace from You, all the day through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Jars of Clay)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-8588363815769051709?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/8588363815769051709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=8588363815769051709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8588363815769051709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8588363815769051709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-road.html' title='This Road'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3415762279176402023</id><published>2009-01-17T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T13:56:12.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heavy Stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.secondarylife.com/Pillars%20of%20Creation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 395px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.secondarylife.com/Pillars%20of%20Creation.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it so hard to be an example of Christ sometimes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I learn from my mistakes, only to repeat them again in the near future?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wish I was perfect. Perfect people clearly don't have to deal with this kind of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even in bleak times I know that God is steadfast, and I find this very encouraging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among other encouraging things is this: I look around and see people like Tim (tnellis.blogspot.com), and I know that he was once not the way he is now. He did not become the man of God that he is now without his own share of struggles. And even though he is a man of God, he still is far from perfection. But that almost goes without saying. The word "man" sort of presupposes the idea of constant imperfection, unless you're talking about Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have faith God will see me through this hard time. And I'll be a better person from it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3415762279176402023?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3415762279176402023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3415762279176402023' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3415762279176402023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3415762279176402023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/01/heavy-stuff.html' title='Heavy Stuff'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-2236135873588791730</id><published>2009-01-04T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T02:07:48.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have a new favorite band: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Animal Collective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.students.stedwards.edu/dsalas2/con_animal_collective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 202px;" src="http://www.students.stedwards.edu/dsalas2/con_animal_collective.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, dethroning even the almighty Norma Jean and Sigur Ròs. I purchased their Water Curses EP earlier today which was released in May of 2008, so it's their most recent stuff. The only other album of theirs that I physically own is Sung Tongs, from 2004, that I got for Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to think that I have a fairly decent grasp on the nature of this band, but with every new purchase I find that I am horribly mistaken. I find them completely unpredictable, and I love it. It seems to me that such creativity that is both pleasantly bizarre and pure genius is pretty hard to come by. I feel almost foolish for not discovering them earlier, but I'm glad that I finally have. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eagerly look forward to completing my (presently small) collection of their music!&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have listened to them, what do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-2236135873588791730?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/2236135873588791730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=2236135873588791730' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/2236135873588791730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/2236135873588791730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-official.html' title='It&apos;s official.'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-4596744545909045436</id><published>2009-01-02T21:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T08:40:32.691-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yosemite &amp; YouTube</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_IEDU_EoV18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_IEDU_EoV18&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan on posting every video that I make for YouTube here on my blog, but this is a special occasion. Being that this is my first official video that I made with the sole intention of sharing it with everyone via YouTube. So enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, to you grammar obsessed people, I apologize. I'm pretty sure that "It was probably one of the most cool experiences that I've ever had in my entire life." isn't correct. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll admit, I don't think I've got this whole talking to the camera thing nailed yet. But this was my best shot and so I just went with it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-4596744545909045436?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/4596744545909045436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=4596744545909045436' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4596744545909045436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4596744545909045436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2009/01/yosemite-youtube.html' title='Yosemite &amp; YouTube'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-6192657096164247825</id><published>2008-12-27T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:49:47.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been working to put on good habits.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a8/Sungtongs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 324px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a8/Sungtongs.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas was totally marvelous for me this year! My family and I traveled up to Fresno to stay with my grandma and have christmas with all of my dad's side of the family. It was such fun! I received such great presents, and since I got a job at Islands in the summer, I actually was able to buy nice gifts for a few of my friends and family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as awesome presents that I was given, I got three CD's: Moby - Last Night, Animal Collective - Sung Tongs, and Laurie Anderson - Big Science.&lt;br /&gt;I've listened to all three in their entirety from start to finish, and I could probably talk about each for lots of paragraphs. But I won't, because I like having people read my blog, and I wouldn't want to torture you guys. But I mean, I don't know. I guess blogging &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; all about writing and reading stuff. But...uh I'm not sure. I feel like it would be annoying...maybe. I don't want to risk that. Or something. Frick. Shutup kenny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! I also got a video camera!!! It's so freaking cool! It's a really nice Mini DV Sony HandyCam. Which, I know, isn't crazy nice or anything, but it's a quality camera and I already know how to use it (and final cut!) thanks to digital media. :) High school &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; have been useful after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the day after christmas my Mom, Dad, brother and I all went to Yosemite! Everything was covered in snow, but the skies were astoundingly clear when we got there. It was maybe the most pristine and beautiful thing I have ever seen in my life so far. Don't feel like you missed out, because I recorded tons of footage and will have a sweet video up soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of videos, my YouTube account is: kennychiwa147&lt;br /&gt;Check me out! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and also. A little side note.&lt;br /&gt;The title of this blog entry is a line from the song "Who Could Win a Rabbit" from Animal Collective's album titled "Sung Tongs" (that I got for Christmas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to broaden your musical horizons, I plead you to check out this album! It's one of the most creative and musically insane things that I have ever listened to, and I totally love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;animal collective ftw!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-6192657096164247825?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/6192657096164247825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=6192657096164247825' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6192657096164247825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6192657096164247825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2008/12/been-working-to-put-on-good-habits.html' title='Been working to put on good habits.'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-1616681898649117277</id><published>2008-12-04T12:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T12:42:33.190-08:00</updated><title type='text'>December!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SThAqdbBJaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0FZmcsbTWYU/s1600-h/Photo+305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SThAqdbBJaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0FZmcsbTWYU/s320/Photo+305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276038061661169058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure why, but I didn't post &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; for the entire month of November. Maybe it's because I realized that nobody reads this blog. So I guess it doesn't really matter. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, it's December! I love December!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also: I decided that I'm going to buy a video camera and start video blogging and making other sweet videos on youtube! I guess you could say that I became inspired after watching some peoples vlogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus I already know how to edit videos, and I have iMovie HD AND Final Cut Pro! :)&lt;br /&gt;I know no one reads this, but I'll put the link to my channel once I get that camera and start filming things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hooray! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-1616681898649117277?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/1616681898649117277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=1616681898649117277' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1616681898649117277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/1616681898649117277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2008/12/december.html' title='December!'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SThAqdbBJaI/AAAAAAAAACQ/0FZmcsbTWYU/s72-c/Photo+305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-6096668428588646429</id><published>2008-09-29T00:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T00:50:55.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Surgery</title><content type='html'>I'll start this off by saying that life for me has reached some sort of peak lately, but in the way that things keep getting better and better. It's been something that has been happening for the last few months, but lately things have been remarkably incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tell you more, but I wont, and you will just have to be content knowing that I'm incredibly happy with where I'm at right now. I really hope that I can remember these good times, especially when things get tougher and it becomes harder to remember that God is good and life is always an incredible experience that should never be taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, amidst all of these countless amazing circumstances that have been happening lately, there's been this small looming dark spot, that being my surgery. Which is actually scheduled for today, being 12:30 am right now.  I won't go into so much detail, but basically they will be cleaning out my sinuses of these weird growths I get called polyps. This will let me not get so many sinus infections all the time and have improved hearing and be able to smell! For the first time in five years! (if you did not already know this about me, I presently don't have a sense of smell because these polyps block it). The reason that this surgery is sort of considered a "small looming dark spot" to me is because there is a risk that I'll go blind or suffer some brain malfunction and become a vegetable for the rest of my life. But I've overcome that mostly, and I have faith in my surgeon. Especially since he's (successfully) done this operation on me three times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways I've been imagining what things will be like with my ability to smell fully restored, and I think I expect life to be slightly more colorful and vibrant somehow. But who knows....I guess you do (if you can smell that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'll end this by saying a goodbye to my fellow anosmiacs! I travel somewhere that you cannot follow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-6096668428588646429?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/6096668428588646429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=6096668428588646429' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6096668428588646429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/6096668428588646429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2008/09/surgery.html' title='Surgery'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-8355850493152703964</id><published>2008-08-26T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T16:02:35.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls</title><content type='html'>I'm becoming more and more thankful for the fact that the fall and winter seasons are coming up. Mostly because it means colder weather, and subsequently that girls won't be able to dress like prostitutes anymore. Though I'm sure there will be a few that will still manage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they do it for attention, or maybe they're oblivious, but I doubt it. Either way, I've determined that the amount a girl "shows off", or how ever scantily clad she chooses to dress is directly proportional to how much of an idiot she is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-8355850493152703964?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/8355850493152703964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=8355850493152703964' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8355850493152703964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/8355850493152703964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2008/08/girls.html' title='Girls'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-3536412074714130404</id><published>2008-08-25T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T08:42:53.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day of my second year in college. Which is actually better considered my first year of college because my real first year of college was an absolute waste. Also my first day isn't over yet because I have another class at 5:00 pm. Still, today is my first day of school. Pretty exciting, considering how I'm actually planning on trying this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have an Introduction to Music clas&lt;a href="http://www.glasgowarchitecture.co.uk/jpgs/perth_concert_hall_kh4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;s, and today we discussed the question "What is music?", which was very intriguing. The following is my attempt at conveying and reflecting on my own thoughts, the thoughts of my classmates, and my professors during that hour or so of class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what is music?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to define music from a logical scientific approach is pointless because you would have to say something like, "Music is using some kind of instrument; your hands, a computer, piano, etc. to create and manipulate vibrations that produce different ranges of frequencies." But the commonly held theory about matter, as we presently know it, is that it's all just vibrating atoms. So from that perspective, everything is music. Which is cool, and could be true, but not in the way that the scientific definition means it. Also, we know inherently that music is much deeper and more mysterious than&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; just&lt;/span&gt; sound, or even the lack of sound. The experimental American composer John Cage created a piece titled 4'33", which quickly became, and remains as, one of the most controversial pieces of music ever. A performance of 4'33" would begin by the performer sitting at the piano bench, closing the keyboard lid, then setting his watch on it, which he would periodically check just to monitor the time. The performance consists of three movements, during which the performer sits at the piano, not playing a single note, for four minutes and thirty three seconds. What is then intended to become apparent to the viewers is that &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; in fact are the music. The subsequent mumbling of confusion and amusement that eventually emerges from the audience and reverberates off the walls and ceiling of the concert hall is the entire point of the piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A challenging notion indeed, that music is more than creating sound, and can actually be not only &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;not sound&lt;/span&gt; but the candid reactions of people in an audience, who don't even realize that they are the ones performing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's this idea that music is defined as some kind of universal language. Which sounds nice, but when examined closely is actually untrue. In a literal sense, music does not always convey information the way a language does. (Louis XVI being one of the few exceptions :) ). But even a song that has lyrics containing facts about the life of a French king could only be understood by those who are familiar with the language that the lyrics are in in the first place. In a similar light, music is not a universal language because whatever the original creator of some piece of music meant when creating it (assuming he or she even meant anything in the first place) could be completely misinterpreted by the listeners. Which leads to another point, that music doesn't always have to be auditory. Ludwig van Beethoven, for example, gradually lost his hearing in his twenties and eventually became completely deaf. But he still continued to compose and conduct entire symphonies, adding his name to an ever growing list of &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;countless&lt;/span&gt; deaf musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after exhausting a few more vague ideas of what music is, which really all ended up being more like definitions of what music has become to us today in our modern culture, our teacher eventually stopped the conversation and concluded with how he had been asking this question for nearly his entire life. He told us that the most satisfying answer to him so far has been that music is simply whatever you make it to be. Pure creation. Sometimes it's an expression, sometimes it's not. Sometimes it has motives, sometimes it doesn't. Sometimes it has melodies and harmonies and dynamics and can be listened to through headphones, and sometimes it's the sound of a confused audience. It's not a universal language, it's a universal phenomenon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means that you can't say that one person is a "better" musician than someone else, or that any "type" of music is better than another, or that one song is "good" and another is "bad". For we are all musicians, but some have chosen to practice and have become more skilled in the way that they prefer to create. There are no different "types" of music, only differences and similarities that some music shares and does not share with other music. And what someone really means when they say that a particular song is "good" is not that it is objectively good, but just that it happens to appeal to their own personal preference. Which raises the question, where do our preferences come from and what influences and shapes them to become what they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But aside from that is a question even more intriguing: why are things this way? Why do we all have a desire to create? &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt; exactly is music a universal phenomenon? &lt;em&gt;What do we find in merely creating that deeply satisfies us? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible tells us that God created us in His image. I think that you can get a lot from this statement, but what presently interests me is that God &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;created&lt;/span&gt; us. Maybe this is why music appeals to us. Maybe we were made to be creative in nature because &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; is creative in nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...um...I don't know...&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm finally out of thoughts for now and will be late for class if I keep writing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-3536412074714130404?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/3536412074714130404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=3536412074714130404' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3536412074714130404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/3536412074714130404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2008/08/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3770961945065579442.post-4040579826027048564</id><published>2008-07-14T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T19:22:48.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Abandoned Fish Factory</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SLNo8lKwfII/AAAAAAAAABY/NDASA90a5zI/s1600-h/Picture+2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SLNo8lKwfII/AAAAAAAAABY/NDASA90a5zI/s320/Picture+2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238646181540691074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just get this out of the way up front: I'm not too sure why I chose this as my name for my blog. I guess it just sounds intriguing and cool yet still extremely vague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to write a lot about it, about some kind of cool symbolism or something, But really the name just comes from a scene in Heima. The one where Sigur Ròs plays in the dark, underground-looking, concrete remnants of an old fish factory in Iceland. I won't mention anything else about it except for that it's incredibly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds interesting? Go buy Heima! It will change everything you know about music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and welcome to my blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3770961945065579442-4040579826027048564?l=kennychiwa147.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/feeds/4040579826027048564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3770961945065579442&amp;postID=4040579826027048564' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4040579826027048564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3770961945065579442/posts/default/4040579826027048564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kennychiwa147.blogspot.com/2008/07/abandoned-fish-factory.html' title='The Abandoned Fish Factory'/><author><name>Kenny</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01078970374139544399</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='25' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/Sbyu_VeeY9I/AAAAAAAAADg/hnKxNWGWMF0/S220/n1071960258_30213006_3377.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kF8KMjJKqCU/SLNo8lKwfII/AAAAAAAAABY/NDASA90a5zI/s72-c/Picture+2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
