<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 05:26:36 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>tender musings</title><description></description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>43</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-6176992069199337578</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 05:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-06T21:26:36.120-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>SDFLSDJFLKSJDFIHATEYOUSOMUCH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-6176992069199337578?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/12/sdflsdjflksjdfihateyousomuch.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-3043805636037886639</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 03:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T23:23:43.691-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I woke up, looked at my analog clock which read 7, jumped out of bed and yelled excitedly at my startled mother, "BLACK FRIDAY!" But as far as everyone else is concerned, it's still Thanksgiving.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;justkiddingigotconfused&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can go back to your dinners now. Sorry I caused a panic.&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/25922704-3043805636037886639?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-woke-up-looked-at-my-analog-clock.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-3165076809726504194</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Nov 2009 10:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T22:33:57.569-08:00</atom:updated><title>I am such a grudge harborer</title><description>Jack Fris, you are still a piece of shit human being.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-3165076809726504194?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/11/jack-fris-you-are-such-piece-of-shit.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-4143073305182902329</guid><pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 20:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-13T12:52:42.887-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I need to start considering the whole scope of my actions. For example, the act of "doing a homework assignment" may seem like a small moment in my life, but the ramifications has quite the ripple effect. Even so, I want more than anything to just tell this Karl Marx reading to go to hell so I can go have lunch and get on the next train out of Dodge.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-4143073305182902329?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-to-start-considering-whole-scope.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-3627386972356164520</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 03:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T21:20:45.232-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I think the worst part about talking to people about your problems is that their words of consolation usually feel more like them rubbing salt into the wound. Like, "Jane, don't be silly. You have friends here. You have that one friend (the unsocial one that plays guitar)!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-3627386972356164520?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-worst-part-about-talking-to.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-2482499954247073305</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 20:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T22:04:21.408-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Look, I know I told myself that I would have a very productive day, but I just woke up from a dream where a bear chased me in circles after my menstrual scent. I know it's going to be a rough day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-2482499954247073305?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/11/look-i-know-i-told-myself-that-i-would.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-7941924636701157618</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 05:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T21:52:27.767-08:00</atom:updated><title>Funny Findings</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SvENcJP5wJI/AAAAAAAAACI/wF92eTlc-yc/s1600-h/Photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SvENcJP5wJI/AAAAAAAAACI/wF92eTlc-yc/s320/Photo+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400112205364052114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey guy-in-my-Global-Studies-discussion, I didn't know you did modeling for the Daily Nexus!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-7941924636701157618?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey-guy-in-my-global-studies-discussion.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SvENcJP5wJI/AAAAAAAAACI/wF92eTlc-yc/s72-c/Photo+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-4085477042497831309</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 01:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T22:24:37.856-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Just realized the person I have a severe crush on looks a bit like Clark Duke.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I have a type.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-4085477042497831309?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-realized-person-i-have-severe.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-5204761455974728482</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 07:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T00:35:56.141-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Girl: Are you fucking retarded?&lt;div&gt;Guy: No- (really, really long pause) I'm just distracted! because I was thinking about a dog I saw earlier today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Improv lesson numero 3: play at the height of your intelligence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-5204761455974728482?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/girl-are-you-fucking-retarded-guy-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-7826793268412079427</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Oct 2009 06:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T21:52:11.611-08:00</atom:updated><title>Tomorrow, tomorrow!</title><description>Live one day at a time, they always say. But how can I live one day at a time when today is bleak with cramming and crap weather and tomorrow promises me chicken piccata?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-7826793268412079427?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/tomorrow-tomorrow.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-2749613904411749929</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 03:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T20:41:36.644-07:00</atom:updated><title>Paper #2</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SuEjfxhMX7I/AAAAAAAAACA/t1XyzCg0CzA/s1600-h/37873786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SuEjfxhMX7I/AAAAAAAAACA/t1XyzCg0CzA/s320/37873786.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395632857342042034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra's Dream, AGAIN. As if watching this average movie 3 times last week wasn't enough, now she wants me to watch it 3 more times. Is this improving the way I write or is this similar to slow and agonizing death?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-2749613904411749929?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/paper-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SuEjfxhMX7I/AAAAAAAAACA/t1XyzCg0CzA/s72-c/37873786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-7739928253714957335</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 02:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T19:46:36.044-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Okay, Internet, it's time to stop with the Kanye jokes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-7739928253714957335?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/okay-internet-its-time-to-stop-with.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-1427093329765639645</guid><pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 17:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-16T10:54:17.576-07:00</atom:updated><title>I LOVE CROSSWORD PUZZLES</title><description>I LOVE CROSSWORD PUZZLES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-1427093329765639645?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-love-crossword-puzzles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-771766233188301519</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 07:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T22:25:30.253-08:00</atom:updated><title>Trypophobia</title><description>&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OvswE_jT98E&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/OvswE_jT98E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you that mock my affliction: Watch and suffer for yourself. Trypophobia is a real thing, people. It is &lt;i&gt;very&lt;/i&gt; real.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-771766233188301519?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/trypophobia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-5887402736064347676</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2009 20:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-09T13:23:14.440-07:00</atom:updated><title>Paper #1</title><description>Thesis: Cassandra's Dream uses narrative techniques that give us information about the story.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And thus my grade suffers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-5887402736064347676?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/paper-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-3828678515157796991</guid><pubDate>Wed, 07 Oct 2009 04:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T19:19:53.937-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Murphy's law dictates that the one day you run into your crush, is the one day that you have chosen to forgo hygiene.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-3828678515157796991?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/worst-of-worst.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-1005162032723527827</guid><pubDate>Mon, 05 Oct 2009 21:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-26T21:39:51.107-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Alright,&lt;i&gt; fine&lt;/i&gt;. I like Kevin Spacey. It only took 2 years to redeem himself for 21.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Worst order to watch Kevin Spacey films:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Superman Returns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May or may not have seen Outbreak&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;American Beauty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Usual Suspects&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's kind of (not at all) like fine wine; the older you get, the more you are awarded with quality Kevin Spacey films.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-1005162032723527827?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/10/alright-fine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-1105959198211918156</guid><pubDate>Fri, 25 Sep 2009 22:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-02T16:08:46.500-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>PLEASE for the love of God, let me get into Occidental College. At this point, I am desperate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-1105959198211918156?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/09/please-for-love-of-god-let-me-get-into.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-7211836167219723491</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 01:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T21:54:05.057-08:00</atom:updated><title>What great fun</title><description>Since getting up this morning, I:&lt;div&gt;-put water in my pitcher so that it can chill overnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-bought hangers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-applied for a job at Bed Bath and Beyond&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-learned that the ramp on Fairview has one sidewalk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-contemplated whether I felt like cafeteria food or fast food for lunch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-after little thought, chose McDonalds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-bought a bottle of multi-vitamins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-mailed in a 4 dollar rebate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-clipped my nails&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-blogged about my day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't life just full of excitement?&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/25922704-7211836167219723491?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/09/since-getting-up-this-morning-i-bought.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-1319595155836155240</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Sep 2009 11:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-05T23:27:11.794-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SrTDkYtXhZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gjKOJKdEnf4/s1600-h/3831815114_d4e5a0c32d_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SrTDkYtXhZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gjKOJKdEnf4/s320/3831815114_d4e5a0c32d_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383142484490028434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not the giving type, but for some reason, I wouldn't mind being in Fernie's position.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-1319595155836155240?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sorry-that-was-inappropriate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_EVfoYTnI5eI/SrTDkYtXhZI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gjKOJKdEnf4/s72-c/3831815114_d4e5a0c32d_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-8968017713937767068</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Sep 2009 02:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-27T00:29:22.505-07:00</atom:updated><title>*Will read like a sentimental entry from a child's diary</title><description>This kind of feels like last day of camp. Although I'll never know exactly what that feels like, I have an inkling it's something similar to parting with the people you spent all summer gossiping over late dinners, honing comedic timing and overcoming performance anxiety with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-8968017713937767068?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/09/will-read-like-sentimental-entry-from.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-3855172272846077912</guid><pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 03:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-15T05:00:53.433-07:00</atom:updated><title>In the off chance that one of them finds this blog...</title><description>I just want to clarify for my Improv 101 classmates that I was not a &lt;i&gt;complete&lt;/i&gt; loser in school. Despite my monologues about my Senior year of high school spent researching Monty Python, willingly managing and creating props for our production of Macbeth and being bullied by 6th graders on the bus every morning, I lived quite a normal life and was even seriously considered for a nomination under the category of "Best Hair" for Senior favorites.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-3855172272846077912?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/09/in-off-chance-that-one-of-them-finds.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-2847932448595945668</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 23:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-04T16:22:27.452-07:00</atom:updated><title>My 취향 is 독특해.</title><description>I'm having too much fun switching language preferences on my keyboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-2847932448595945668?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-7255418986636657466</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 11:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-11T22:01:13.187-08:00</atom:updated><title>If we evolved from monkeys then why are there still monkeys?</title><description>I was browsing through yahoo answers when I saw this question. Curious as to how this discussion panned out, I scrolled through the answers and found this gem:&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;Some monkey-brained evil-lootionists came up with the idea.&lt;br /&gt;That has to be an indictment against us humans if such drivel were true.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the funds for archaeological research comes from occultists who have a specific agenda. According to their secret doctrines, the British Royalty have blue blood and are direct descendants from angels who mated with men. The other inferior mortals--they evolved from monkeys. Unfortunately, some of us know that in 1603 England passed a law to purge the mongrel seed of the monarchy. Many of Prince Charles's relatives had married into the French royal bloodlines. The Louis' were notorious for marrying black women. One of Charles great uncles carried those genes. They even nicknamed him "the black prince." They never allowed him to marry.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they have since purged the infidels and made them dukes and duchesses. You see why they had tried to prevent Charles from marrying Camilla?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, we are all sick and tired of arguing whether we come from apes (/monkeys) or dust and a sample of Adam's ribcage, but still I can't help but wonder where this rendition of European history came about. I, like you probably, am totally baffled by his reply. The more I read it, the farther I think I am from understanding it. Here is my best guess as to what he means: evolutionists have been mislead because these people, who mingle with black women and believe people must be descendants of either monkeys or angels, paid scientists to publish their take on our origins. Mind you, that's just a "best" guess. I can't even begin to fathom how the Louis' and their future duchesses fit into this "evil-outionist" conspiracy; that'll just completely destroy my faint comprehension of his reply. Why does it feel like he just dumped as many historical references he could make so he could cover his tracks and confuse the shit out of everyone on the Internet? Maybe I'm just dense when it comes to religious tripe. Maybe there's a few things about British law that I'm not educated on. But I'm not ranting and raving on my blog at 4 in the morning to discredit his ability to write...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This guy's response just brings to attention my gripes with established religions. I just find it extremely ironic when he cries fowl because some rich, power mongrels in history gathered heads to come up with some sort of dogma to render their status forever "un-usurpable", like the way kids shriek "SAFE" in a close game of tag. It's almost as though he hasn't taken to consideration the kind of people that probably wrote the bible and the reason why anyone would write something ultimately so oppressive to humanity. To me, it's weird that he sees the logical faults in mating angels and "blue blood" (and claims to see one in the theory of evolution) but fails to see the same irrationality in, and I quote him:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;I do not want to be presumptuous: however the child might be exhibiting more than the symptoms of autism. Any time a person craves for feces, usually that is a sign of demonic possession. Check these other symptoms also: Is his/her sleep interrupted? Does the child either speak to or attempt to speak to other people when no-one else is in his/her room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;IF THE ANSWER IS YES TO ALL OF THE ABOVE, ONLY, then I assess that some parent on either side--going back 4 generations (Exodus 34:6/7) either dabbled in or with occultism) committed abortions/murders or was a practicing homosexual died in an unrepented state and those spiritual iniquities fell on the poor child. Notice I said: if all of the symptoms above manifest.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is his intelligent advice to a woman who is installing tiles in her bathroom so that her autistic kid can stop eating the plaster and smearing feces on her bathroom wall. Looks like the pot is calling the kettle black.&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/25922704-7255418986636657466?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/08/if-we-evolved-from-monkeys-then-why-are.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25922704.post-7068414391842086430</guid><pubDate>Sat, 22 Aug 2009 05:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-25T01:27:46.536-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>오늘 망햇어.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25922704-7068414391842086430?l=janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://janekimmsdfl.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Jane Kim)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>