<?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-6909992949134369200</id><updated>2011-08-13T03:39:01.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>InteRnatIonaL SessioNs</title><subtitle type='html'>"... It's the heaRt that really matters in the End."</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>22</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-4020982632992460847</id><published>2009-05-10T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:30:20.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day Open House 2009</title><content type='html'>We (the Lion Class) have been practicing a little over a month for our Mother's Day Open House! It has been crrrrrrrrrazy for all of us, but the kids did an emaculate job and we're just all happy it's over. You don't know how many bribes and treats and blah I had to give to get them to keep going...poor things. But the parents want to hear them speak...without help...and so we practiced on and on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Program:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Yoga introduction by kids and Chinese Teacher&lt;br /&gt;2. Teachers Welcome the Parents&lt;br /&gt;3. Children Welcome the Parents with the song "I Love the Mountains" with actions&lt;br /&gt;4. Phonics Review and game&lt;br /&gt;5. High Frequency Word Review, Brief discussion about parts of a tree (roots, trunk, branch, leaf, cherry, tree)&lt;br /&gt;6. Group Conversation...Each child uses High Frequency words in sentences connected to the tree discussion&lt;br /&gt; (i.e. Can you see it? What do you see? What is it? It looks big. It looks little. I see the....(tree).&lt;br /&gt;7. Bathroom Break/ Set up for the play&lt;br /&gt;8. Perform "The Three Bears Medley" ....I was inspired to create something that the kids were familiar with and would give each one an equal opportunity to speak! You gotta watch out for those parents.&lt;br /&gt;9. Sing the song "Celebrate love" with actions then perform a memorized speech with actions&lt;br /&gt;                     &lt;br /&gt;"Good morning everybody. Thank you for being here today. My name is ____________. This is my mom and I love her. I think my mom is (smart and beautiful)...so I nominated my mom for the most 'smart and beautiful' mom award. I love you mom. Please come to the front to receive your award!"....Yes, they said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Traditional red bean soup ceremony. The children feed their moms soup to symbolize their gratitude for nourishing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Celebrate that it's all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...some pics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZwCHAxiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/i0FYuZmyRCI/s1600-h/IMG_3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZwCHAxiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/i0FYuZmyRCI/s320/IMG_3855.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334119859145983522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Practicing our play, "The Three Bear's Medley"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZv0cQfEI/AAAAAAAAA5g/D14UWUqwyko/s1600-h/IMG_3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZv0cQfEI/AAAAAAAAA5g/D14UWUqwyko/s320/IMG_3871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334119855476997186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A mix of "The Three Bears, The Three Pigs, and Little Red Riding Hood"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZwVkeiBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/slrSw5OXLdI/s1600-h/IMG_3883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZwVkeiBI/AAAAAAAAA5w/slrSw5OXLdI/s320/IMG_3883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334119864369842194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get a dinosaur card for doing a good job! (The kids are totally into these cards right now).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZv9wmdgI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/aft7rQnFUG8/s1600-h/IMG_3885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZv9wmdgI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/aft7rQnFUG8/s320/IMG_3885.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334119857978242562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make some colorful lantern decorations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZv1Ik_5I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/xmnGVJ2-v5Y/s1600-h/IMG_3886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZv1Ik_5I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/xmnGVJ2-v5Y/s320/IMG_3886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334119855662890898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgahac3SSRI/AAAAAAAAA7o/cAnxB6_-Z-E/s1600-h/IMG_3962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgahac3SSRI/AAAAAAAAA7o/cAnxB6_-Z-E/s320/IMG_3962.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128284463679762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make a sign that you think will totally rock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgab_52pW_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/wIVj0jephrw/s1600-h/IMG_3902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgab_52pW_I/AAAAAAAAA6A/wIVj0jephrw/s320/IMG_3902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334122330831018994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Create a speech telling everyone what you think of your mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgadbGmQ4nI/AAAAAAAAA6o/w6CTGzcwrlE/s1600-h/IMG_3923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgadbGmQ4nI/AAAAAAAAA6o/w6CTGzcwrlE/s320/IMG_3923.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334123897620062834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Give the speech...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgab_j6VBEI/AAAAAAAAA54/UCWIog_9UxA/s1600-h/IMG_3899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgab_j6VBEI/AAAAAAAAA54/UCWIog_9UxA/s320/IMG_3899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334122324940883010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;with actions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgadbisKJsI/AAAAAAAAA64/KszF9SECloE/s1600-h/IMG_3929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgadbisKJsI/AAAAAAAAA64/KszF9SECloE/s320/IMG_3929.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334123905160980162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;in front of everyone's mom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgadbXULapI/AAAAAAAAA6w/hXLURcoJyTg/s1600-h/IMG_3928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgadbXULapI/AAAAAAAAA6w/hXLURcoJyTg/s320/IMG_3928.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334123902107609746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgacAYkuRcI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/p7erze_BWic/s1600-h/IMG_3921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgacAYkuRcI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/p7erze_BWic/s320/IMG_3921.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334122339077342658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;then invite them to come to the front to receive their award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgacAI78BHI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/owf_NrOffgE/s1600-h/IMG_3898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgacAI78BHI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/owf_NrOffgE/s320/IMG_3898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334122334879745138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgacAMNHwzI/AAAAAAAAA6I/zIr5_vPLKXs/s1600-h/IMG_3904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgacAMNHwzI/AAAAAAAAA6I/zIr5_vPLKXs/s320/IMG_3904.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334122335757124402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgafvvet8VI/AAAAAAAAA7g/KcIJtashqoc/s1600-h/IMG_3935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgafvvet8VI/AAAAAAAAA7g/KcIJtashqoc/s320/IMG_3935.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334126451214905682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ask the parents what they liked most about the MOther's Day PRogram....the Play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgafvuZXa5I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZzVokdDvtU4/s1600-h/IMG_3934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgafvuZXa5I/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ZzVokdDvtU4/s320/IMG_3934.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334126450924022674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meanwhile break into your moms award candy while listening to the boring parent comments&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgafvXqueYI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/cJxcj8b6ASY/s1600-h/IMG_3947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgafvXqueYI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/cJxcj8b6ASY/s320/IMG_3947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334126444822821250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and then partake in a traditional ceremony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgafvQfrdvI/AAAAAAAAA7I/iwrmYhCH1ng/s1600-h/IMG_3940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgafvQfrdvI/AAAAAAAAA7I/iwrmYhCH1ng/s320/IMG_3940.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334126442897438450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The children fed their moms red bean soup as a symbol of giving back to the one who has nourished and cared for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgafvHL-JXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/ocFfVtWBy3Q/s1600-h/IMG_3941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgafvHL-JXI/AAAAAAAAA7A/ocFfVtWBy3Q/s320/IMG_3941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334126440398857586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgahaxqTJOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/GD-ff6gmP9I/s1600-h/IMG_3942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgahaxqTJOI/AAAAAAAAA8I/GD-ff6gmP9I/s320/IMG_3942.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128290046354658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgahai2BaqI/AAAAAAAAA8A/587d_u23ps0/s1600-h/IMG_3943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/Sgahai2BaqI/AAAAAAAAA8A/587d_u23ps0/s320/IMG_3943.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128286068992674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaharQ61yI/AAAAAAAAA74/xI6HX0Wn2Y4/s1600-h/IMG_3945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaharQ61yI/AAAAAAAAA74/xI6HX0Wn2Y4/s320/IMG_3945.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128288329291554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Act like you're getting your picture taken for a magazine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgahaVdVUfI/AAAAAAAAA7w/xXCcRkJME68/s1600-h/IMG_3949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgahaVdVUfI/AAAAAAAAA7w/xXCcRkJME68/s320/IMG_3949.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334128282475778546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;or simply let your grandma feed you instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaicdikPdI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/914lr_vUcrg/s1600-h/IMG_3969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaicdikPdI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/914lr_vUcrg/s320/IMG_3969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334129418516577746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;celebrate that it's all over with a little bit of chocolate cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's DAy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-4020982632992460847?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/4020982632992460847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=4020982632992460847' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/4020982632992460847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/4020982632992460847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day-open-house-2009.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day Open House 2009'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SgaZwCHAxiI/AAAAAAAAA5o/i0FYuZmyRCI/s72-c/IMG_3855.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-5762392627705091638</id><published>2009-04-06T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:31:44.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OASIS_Live FoRever</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoLlCiBewI/AAAAAAAAA3o/FHePEc8gzzw/s1600-h/IMG_3574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoLlCiBewI/AAAAAAAAA3o/FHePEc8gzzw/s320/IMG_3574.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321578640654301954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday April 3, 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoLlWkdqZI/AAAAAAAAA3w/KtBsQU6wqng/s1600-h/IMG_3575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoLlWkdqZI/AAAAAAAAA3w/KtBsQU6wqng/s320/IMG_3575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321578646033246610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoLllREZoI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Ir_BzVmgO9s/s1600-h/IMG_3581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoLllREZoI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Ir_BzVmgO9s/s320/IMG_3581.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321578649978431106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMh5r8XxI/AAAAAAAAA4I/9jN087IyVWc/s1600-h/IMG_3589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMh5r8XxI/AAAAAAAAA4I/9jN087IyVWc/s320/IMG_3589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579686252011282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;checking for any technical difficulties with the binoculars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMh_Kuu5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/hSNo4ONs-a0/s1600-h/IMG_3590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMh_Kuu5I/AAAAAAAAA4Q/hSNo4ONs-a0/s320/IMG_3590.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579687723318162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMiKJYRdI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0tCvjDe_Bo4/s1600-h/IMG_3593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMiKJYRdI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/0tCvjDe_Bo4/s320/IMG_3593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579690670441938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wooooooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMjTI-ktI/AAAAAAAAA4o/_qjACPBx9sk/s1600-h/IMG_3616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMjTI-ktI/AAAAAAAAA4o/_qjACPBx9sk/s320/IMG_3616.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579710264546002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Noel  Gallagher (song writer/brother of lead singer) singing Talk Tonight. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMiwvJjlI/AAAAAAAAA4g/sSaDbwIbF7Q/s1600-h/IMG_3623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoMiwvJjlI/AAAAAAAAA4g/sSaDbwIbF7Q/s320/IMG_3623.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321579701029408338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Liam Gallagher singing Champagne Supernova. It's what I came for. The first time I ever heard it was on the highway in Hawaii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoNwBnNQ-I/AAAAAAAAA4w/A2sEyTJ-BQc/s1600-h/IMG_3599.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoNwBnNQ-I/AAAAAAAAA4w/A2sEyTJ-BQc/s320/IMG_3599.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321581028409426914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OASIS_Live Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OASIS faves: Champagne Supernova, Stop Crying Your Heart Out, Whatever, Don't Look Back in Anger, Don't Go Away, Talk Tonight, Wonderwall, The importance of Being Idle, Stand By Me, Live Forever....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-5762392627705091638?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/5762392627705091638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=5762392627705091638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/5762392627705091638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/5762392627705091638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2009/04/oasislive-forever.html' title='OASIS_Live FoRever'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdoLlCiBewI/AAAAAAAAA3o/FHePEc8gzzw/s72-c/IMG_3574.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-8084036001191228881</id><published>2009-03-31T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:19:31.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BorNEo Epilogue</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvcsMwLXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/0j3jnH9WCS0/s1600-h/IMG_3074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvcsMwLXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/0j3jnH9WCS0/s320/IMG_3074.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319295911081291122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had to drive through palm oil plantations to get to Uncle Tan's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvc_YpGAI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ZNtuuCPInv0/s1600-h/IMG_3081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvc_YpGAI/AAAAAAAAA0I/ZNtuuCPInv0/s320/IMG_3081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319295916231432194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heading back was just as muddy as when we came in...only this time there were some obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvc20a5DI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/9x1lfYn6fKE/s1600-h/IMG_3084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvc20a5DI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/9x1lfYn6fKE/s320/IMG_3084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319295913932022834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A huge rig of palm oil pickins stuck in the mud...luckily we didn't have to wait long...it actually just had to back out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvcwpdYuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/vcKpluRio-M/s1600-h/IMG_3107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvcwpdYuI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/vcKpluRio-M/s320/IMG_3107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319295912275436258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A flood...that turned out to be...not so deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvcWeYm8I/AAAAAAAAAz4/faOeBVAbJc0/s1600-h/IMG_3062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvcWeYm8I/AAAAAAAAAz4/faOeBVAbJc0/s320/IMG_3062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319295905249663938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;L to R: the Australian matching couple (always wore the same colored t-shirts), the London couple (Gary the softie and Holly one of the cooler girls I have ever met), the Swiss couple (Sonja and Patrick) and the South African (Surita aka my co-worker). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the group we ended up with for the last few days. I have to say I really loved the Swiss couple b/c we were always laughing at the same things. We had actually told them about Uncle Tan's and they came with us.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH0rYoTVLI/AAAAAAAAA0g/N7CQCqZvn0w/s1600-h/IMG_3123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH0rYoTVLI/AAAAAAAAA0g/N7CQCqZvn0w/s320/IMG_3123.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319301661084308658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Sukau, Jonas and Lois from Sweden. They were filming some stuff for American schools. You can check out some of his work: thewildclassroom.com.  It's like Bill Nye the Science Guy stuff. Pretty cool. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this for a pic of a tiny praying mantus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4FjgzL8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/Trgau8o_xqo/s1600-h/IMG_3134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4FjgzL8I/AAAAAAAAA0o/Trgau8o_xqo/s320/IMG_3134.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319305409217114050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We were on the NE side of Sabah, Malaysia and were heading South. Ah the taxi ride...I couldn't help but breath in that fresh air...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4FhHiKuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ZSWpMils6J0/s1600-h/IMG_3135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4FhHiKuI/AAAAAAAAA0w/ZSWpMils6J0/s320/IMG_3135.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319305408574270178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you know...that air. I was dying and laughing to myself at the same time...all that cig smoke flying in my face...but believe me that was better than the rotten fish smell all 3 hours in our mini bus ride to Semporna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4F_odAnI/AAAAAAAAA1I/1wNTJfHUW4k/s1600-h/IMG_3147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4F_odAnI/AAAAAAAAA1I/1wNTJfHUW4k/s320/IMG_3147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319305416765407858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The bus stop to Semporna. There is no set time for the bus to leave. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIRwaXjYjI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/6vfiHemwwxo/s1600-h/IMG_3146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIRwaXjYjI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/6vfiHemwwxo/s320/IMG_3146.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319333633287479858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know which bus to take by the sign on the bus or in its front window. I don't know how we made it around, but we survived b/w our little known Malay/Chinese and their English. ha ha. The most commonly known word was...Ringgit (their currency)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIRwgaLJ0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/tpR3Y0gvyGY/s1600-h/IMG_3145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIRwgaLJ0I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/tpR3Y0gvyGY/s320/IMG_3145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319333634909087554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a mini bus (boss meanie) (we say it backwards and without a cool accent). This is so luxury compared to some of the other buses and means of transportation...truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4FwP9NmI/AAAAAAAAA1A/x5srgt_0drs/s1600-h/IMG_3136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4FwP9NmI/AAAAAAAAA1A/x5srgt_0drs/s320/IMG_3136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319305412636128866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and when the bus fills up...then you go. You could be waiting for hours...which we did. The bus even took a few rounds around the town beeping at everyone on the street to see if they wanted to hitch a ride to Semporna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4F46_Y3I/AAAAAAAAA04/zpd1g0i2YXk/s1600-h/IMG_3138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH4F46_Y3I/AAAAAAAAA04/zpd1g0i2YXk/s320/IMG_3138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319305414964110194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While waiting for the Semporna bus to fill up we began to feel hungry...so we ate and these lovely Muslim girls were the cooks.  They actually asked us to take their picture...not a usual case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8pIz1QXI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/jzxW2I3tukM/s1600-h/IMG_3152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8pIz1QXI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/jzxW2I3tukM/s320/IMG_3152.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319310418570985842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After a good nights rest in Semporna we found the Mabul Cafe to be a great place to eat and figure out where to dive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8p-f8qaI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/KJNce21jbOY/s1600-h/IMG_3154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8p-f8qaI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/KJNce21jbOY/s320/IMG_3154.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319310432983099810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8p2rmX9I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Ik3gYCU6W_k/s1600-h/IMG_3155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8p2rmX9I/AAAAAAAAA1g/Ik3gYCU6W_k/s320/IMG_3155.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319310430884487122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Figuring out when and who we were going to dive with. I was the scribe while Surita read off prices and accommodations. We dove with Uncle Chang. And lived on Mabul island for a few days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8p--RUWI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Ty1ydOzaXw8/s1600-h/IMG_3181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8p--RUWI/AAAAAAAAA1o/Ty1ydOzaXw8/s320/IMG_3181.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319310433110282594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A view from Mabul. I dove to see the Hawksbill Turtle and I saw. I could have just watched them forever...magical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8qFOE9NI/AAAAAAAAA1w/M7DdQwmdgt8/s1600-h/IMG_3194.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdH8qFOE9NI/AAAAAAAAA1w/M7DdQwmdgt8/s320/IMG_3194.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319310434787194066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mabul itself...is not poor in beauty, but poor in the way of life. Poverty and tourists...don't make a good mix. It's not a new thought for me, but seeing what I saw motivates me to be more urgent to do something about it...I'm working on that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIA6YVtsVI/AAAAAAAAA14/IvmFYXC8mmk/s1600-h/IMG_3199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIA6YVtsVI/AAAAAAAAA14/IvmFYXC8mmk/s320/IMG_3199.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319315112843915602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;freedom love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIA7elPZRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YTigjBhXvOw/s1600-h/IMG_3204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIA7elPZRI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/YTigjBhXvOw/s320/IMG_3204.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319315131699520786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB8aMbDfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/mIjjdBepvI4/s1600-h/IMG_3223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB8aMbDfI/AAAAAAAAA2w/mIjjdBepvI4/s320/IMG_3223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319316247213182450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pick a spot to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB8UW08yI/AAAAAAAAA2o/hvBXUw9jjE4/s1600-h/IMG_3221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB8UW08yI/AAAAAAAAA2o/hvBXUw9jjE4/s320/IMG_3221.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319316245646209826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Make sure you have some tooth fresheners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB8yjy7yI/AAAAAAAAA24/gOgTRs0c6Nc/s1600-h/IMG_3227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB8yjy7yI/AAAAAAAAA24/gOgTRs0c6Nc/s320/IMG_3227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319316253753667362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And brush away to the rising tide and sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB8_bHxBI/AAAAAAAAA3A/w5DNz9JZg4Y/s1600-h/IMG_3230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB8_bHxBI/AAAAAAAAA3A/w5DNz9JZg4Y/s320/IMG_3230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319316257206944786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dive with the locals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB7yJwPXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oNeKX1Hluqc/s1600-h/IMG_3220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIB7yJwPXI/AAAAAAAAA2g/oNeKX1Hluqc/s320/IMG_3220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319316236464569714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and somehow notice a set of homemade drums in front of the scuba hut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIA7taYfFI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HfkRw3fWmKI/s1600-h/IMG_3212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIA7taYfFI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/HfkRw3fWmKI/s320/IMG_3212.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319315135680511058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Watch the clouds at sea...and think of the things you wish everyone could experience with you...It'll happen someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the airport our flight was cancelled so they put us up in a Hyatt (4 star) hotel. A nice way to end the trip after a long stream of...not so clean hostels and random street food that you were unsure of.  The next day we arrived at the airport LATE and had to through the airport just in time to hear them announce...it was boarding time! I was laughing inside about how the ENTIRE trip was not without some kind of pure adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIGsoPyuoI/AAAAAAAAA3I/tKhiH74Cb1A/s1600-h/IMG_3026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdIGsoPyuoI/AAAAAAAAA3I/tKhiH74Cb1A/s320/IMG_3026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319321473665645186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Terima Kasih (Tur-ee-muh Kah-see) (roll the r) means Thank you. I love you Borneo. I wouldn't have seen it any other way...you should try it sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-8084036001191228881?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/8084036001191228881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=8084036001191228881' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/8084036001191228881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/8084036001191228881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2009/03/borneo-epilogue.html' title='BorNEo Epilogue'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SdHvcsMwLXI/AAAAAAAAA0A/0j3jnH9WCS0/s72-c/IMG_3074.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-4733851822235099073</id><published>2009-03-22T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:58:30.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A LaNd CaLLed BoRNeO...</title><content type='html'>It was November and I sat in a local breakfast shop with a friend from work. We were about to drive through the hills to find some local hot springs. While we were waiting for her scooter to get freshened up with some new breaks she told me of her plans to travel to Borneo. My eyes got big and so did my idea...to join her! A few months later we hopped on a plane with NO idea of where we were going to sleep that night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next 3 weeks were pure backpacker adventure. Not a day was planned more than a day or two in advance...and getting from point A to point B was never the same. The mix of people and religions make for an incredible way of life. Wish you could have been there. Alas, I'll just... show you some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first few nights we stayed in Kota Kinabalu (KK) at the Asia Adventure Lodge hostel.  While we were there we planned out a rough idea of what we wanted to do and talked to some other people that had already been there and done that. Amongst the lodgers was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE THE PALM READER&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEIrhQsUI/AAAAAAAAAxw/kGf7_c978Fw/s1600-h/IMG_2845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEIrhQsUI/AAAAAAAAAxw/kGf7_c978Fw/s320/IMG_2845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011326069322050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is uncle aka philosopher and my palm reader who read I would either work in a bar, help others, and/or get married and have kids...what the random? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WorLds LarGest FloWer...Native to Malyasia and Indonesia&lt;br /&gt;Blooming time: 5-7 days certain times of the year&lt;br /&gt;THE RAFFLESIA &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEIyKGNbI/AAAAAAAAAx4/XSomiYch8Wc/s1600-h/IMG_2874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEIyKGNbI/AAAAAAAAAx4/XSomiYch8Wc/s320/IMG_2874.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011327851214258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;hmmm. I was interested in seeing it...but uh I didn't think I would see it this way...it's a long story. But I'll tell you the short version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEJFYIkiI/AAAAAAAAAyA/LtP6HZEi2_g/s1600-h/IMG_2871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEJFYIkiI/AAAAAAAAAyA/LtP6HZEi2_g/s320/IMG_2871.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011333010362914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  You follow the cute little guy up a little dirt road, hang a left, walk through some bushes, and come to a stream. Then he stops and holds his hand out for you to go ahead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEJL95UJI/AAAAAAAAAyI/aoRRr23bZCc/s1600-h/IMG_2883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEJL95UJI/AAAAAAAAAyI/aoRRr23bZCc/s320/IMG_2883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011334779359378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;only then did I look up to see a little fence. I was dying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEJu2TtPI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/vEAcRtkJGEk/s1600-h/IMG_2882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEJu2TtPI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/vEAcRtkJGEk/s320/IMG_2882.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011344142775538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Is this really what tourists do? Apparently...it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZESfmFNDI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Wc8qz9DHIbM/s1600-h/IMG_2886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZESfmFNDI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Wc8qz9DHIbM/s320/IMG_2886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316011494667007026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd rather just get a picture with the natives and get it over with. These guys were the best part of the whole...Rafflesia experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEPILOK ORANGUTAN REHAB CENTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZPBtdu4dI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Tqozmr-3aOM/s1600-h/IMG_2979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZPBtdu4dI/AAAAAAAAAyg/Tqozmr-3aOM/s320/IMG_2979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316023300960215506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I took a really cool film of her which won't post. She was so close and it was special not to see her behind bars, but in her natural habitat.  The Center rescues and reintroduces these amazing creatures back into their natural environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNCLE TAN'S RIVER SAFARI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZPCu17OUI/AAAAAAAAAyw/NGLV40cBIu8/s1600-h/IMG_2993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZPCu17OUI/AAAAAAAAAyw/NGLV40cBIu8/s320/IMG_2993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316023318509992258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know what this was made of (smelled like vicks) but it was the most amazing repellent I have ever used! Definitely a life saver! Better than anything on the market fo sho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZPDN2u29I/AAAAAAAAAy4/Q1WEIm6nor0/s1600-h/IMG_2995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZPDN2u29I/AAAAAAAAAy4/Q1WEIm6nor0/s320/IMG_2995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316023326834875346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A glimpse of the jungle. I LOVED IT! You ride in a little fisherman boat at different times of the day and see the wildlife in it's natural habitat. I admit that I wasn't too sure how we were helping their environment with a somewhat noisy boat and smoke choking out the natural air, but uh....the locals run this joint and they are fighting the gov. to keep the jungle area from being replaced with palm oil tree plantations. DON'T BUY PALM OIL PRODUCTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZPDRSVEeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/QJNHq9VZoLI/s1600-h/IMG_3008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZPDRSVEeI/AAAAAAAAAzA/QJNHq9VZoLI/s320/IMG_3008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316023327755932130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We took a small trek in the jungle and looked closely at the insects and other living organisms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZU0FtX4hI/AAAAAAAAAzo/XnXD-RO9FTU/s1600-h/IMG_3040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZU0FtX4hI/AAAAAAAAAzo/XnXD-RO9FTU/s320/IMG_3040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316029664019866130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lan in the front. He has been doing the backpacker safari for 12 years. I wish you could have listened to him speak about the palm oil plantations, the struggle with the government, and the fight to keep what jungle they have left.  He would call me "Samoa" after explaining to him why I looked like a local ha ha. It was good to meet another bro out in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZUznnyFNI/AAAAAAAAAzg/T3BwoNEZFxA/s1600-h/IMG_3037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZUznnyFNI/AAAAAAAAAzg/T3BwoNEZFxA/s320/IMG_3037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316029655943353554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sleeping quarters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZUzG59X-I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/BPlu2QyJroM/s1600-h/IMG_3029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZUzG59X-I/AAAAAAAAAzQ/BPlu2QyJroM/s320/IMG_3029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316029647161221090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our last morning at Uncle Tan's we headed down a different part of the river and came across this little guy. A 2 year old Orangutan eating the fruits of the tree. Obviously my camera wasn't good enough for this moment, but I think we all could have just stayed there for hours watching it. It was actually a humbling experience...and makes me sad to think that the jungle keeps getting smaller and smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZaUewQhZI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ouDBqe4xC2I/s1600-h/2_baby_orangutan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZaUewQhZI/AAAAAAAAAzw/ouDBqe4xC2I/s320/2_baby_orangutan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316035718056805778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He or she looked like this...only way cuter and this one is already way cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZUy1yQ3HI/AAAAAAAAAzI/tzNLWppcCSw/s1600-h/IMG_3027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZUy1yQ3HI/AAAAAAAAAzI/tzNLWppcCSw/s320/IMG_3027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316029642565540978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I loved seeing the jungle this way. It was actually quite sad to leave after only 3 days in it. I have to go back. I just have to. Anyone want to come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More stories and pics to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-4733851822235099073?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/4733851822235099073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=4733851822235099073' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/4733851822235099073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/4733851822235099073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2009/03/land-caled-borneo.html' title='A LaNd CaLLed BoRNeO...'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/ScZEIrhQsUI/AAAAAAAAAxw/kGf7_c978Fw/s72-c/IMG_2845.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-6876747615443186055</id><published>2008-12-14T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T03:27:12.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ChRistMas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYQ-lwNlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/OuAx27ZL21w/s1600-h/16646-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYQ-lwNlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/OuAx27ZL21w/s320/16646-00.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279582449375917650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....is my favorite Story&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTg4NR-HgI/AAAAAAAAAxE/1rGBV4VjjWs/s1600-h/8232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTg4NR-HgI/AAAAAAAAAxE/1rGBV4VjjWs/s320/8232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279591919427395074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is Love, Peace, Joy, Noel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTaa6wSxsI/AAAAAAAAAws/MFgOHmEOGmg/s1600-h/IMG_6980.JPG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTaa6wSxsI/AAAAAAAAAws/MFgOHmEOGmg/s320/IMG_6980.JPG.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279584819168331458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is FaMiLy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYRFsN9XI/AAAAAAAAAwE/tUramqclnSY/s1600-h/holiday-cookies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYRFsN9XI/AAAAAAAAAwE/tUramqclnSY/s320/holiday-cookies3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279582451282081138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is FrieNds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQuHI-IFI/AAAAAAAAAus/XoJW1VTOZxE/s1600-h/3743934-t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQuHI-IFI/AAAAAAAAAus/XoJW1VTOZxE/s320/3743934-t.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279574153794297938" /&gt;...is definitely watching my all time favorite church classic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUToSr2pLmI/AAAAAAAAAxM/B_XicDF3RMs/s1600-h/temple-square-lights-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUToSr2pLmI/AAAAAAAAAxM/B_XicDF3RMs/s320/temple-square-lights-0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279600070892269154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is seeing the Lights on Temple Square....wondrous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTSAF5sgUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/KaMOo4mH6JQ/s1600-h/MagnificentSet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTSAF5sgUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/KaMOo4mH6JQ/s320/MagnificentSet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279575562211066178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is seeing the Mormon Tabernacle Choir Christmas Concerts... An all time favorite each year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTR_1855tI/AAAAAAAAAvc/EXTm95Yh5po/s1600-h/569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTR_1855tI/AAAAAAAAAvc/EXTm95Yh5po/s320/569.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279575557929559762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is Listening to MoTab Christmas Music to bring in the Christmas Spirit. LOOOOOOOOve this album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTR_wLKzcI/AAAAAAAAAvU/n1IXSb99Lx4/s1600-h/christmasMormonSissel_main_image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTR_wLKzcI/AAAAAAAAAvU/n1IXSb99Lx4/s320/christmasMormonSissel_main_image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279575556378774978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is seeing Sissel perform...I swear I heard an Angel sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTcA3y666I/AAAAAAAAAw0/3l3VksZutCc/s1600-h/313266762_d40dadcc0e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTcA3y666I/AAAAAAAAAw0/3l3VksZutCc/s320/313266762_d40dadcc0e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279586570720701346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is hearing French horns in the music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTc3hxiAvI/AAAAAAAAAw8/9vYU_6eYD88/s1600-h/Christmas_Classics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTc3hxiAvI/AAAAAAAAAw8/9vYU_6eYD88/s320/Christmas_Classics.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279587509702099698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is hearing all those classic Christmas songs that never get old&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUToSlASTbI/AAAAAAAAAxU/WCRuigLRrqE/s1600-h/all+i+want+for+christmas+pic+disc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUToSlASTbI/AAAAAAAAAxU/WCRuigLRrqE/s320/all+i+want+for+christmas+pic+disc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279600069053664690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is Mariah Carey's 1994 Christmas Album that I could listen to over and over during the holidays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYQqkFiDI/AAAAAAAAAv0/ddvzSgs1A1o/s1600-h/61W1T1GZ9SL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYQqkFiDI/AAAAAAAAAv0/ddvzSgs1A1o/s320/61W1T1GZ9SL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279582444000217138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is all about the Holiday Classics that you couldn't wait to see as a kid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQt6-nFiI/AAAAAAAAAuk/xEXV-4jj00s/s1600-h/371623.1020.A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQt6-nFiI/AAAAAAAAAuk/xEXV-4jj00s/s320/371623.1020.A.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279574150529619490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...isn't Christmas without Elf. Loooooove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQvB45iUI/AAAAAAAAAvE/P4WTD0-DPX0/s1600-h/last-holiday-dvd-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQvB45iUI/AAAAAAAAAvE/P4WTD0-DPX0/s320/last-holiday-dvd-poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279574169564580162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;....and it isn't Christmas without that feel good Last Holiday story. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYRAqbTXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/23wfnbdRW6M/s1600-h/jim_carrey2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYRAqbTXI/AAAAAAAAAwU/23wfnbdRW6M/s320/jim_carrey2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279582449932389746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...isn't about the Grinch, but about the song...(which Mariah Carey helped write mmmmhmmmm)..."WheRe Are YoU ChRiSTmAS" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTSAmx-QCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/m85yGtocl90/s1600-h/snowboarding-3-big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTSAmx-QCI/AAAAAAAAAvs/m85yGtocl90/s320/snowboarding-3-big.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279575571037044770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is standing at the top of a snow capped mountain with your board and dreaming about the fun ride down...minus the Christmas crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQuj7M3UI/AAAAAAAAAu8/mQAyQtP9qMo/s1600-h/iphone-wallpaper-snowflakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQuj7M3UI/AAAAAAAAAu8/mQAyQtP9qMo/s320/iphone-wallpaper-snowflakes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279574161521171778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is snowflakes (paper or real)....falling in the lamp lit street on a quiet evening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQuZpRN-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/m5YKbZaB724/s1600-h/beautiful-christmas-tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTQuZpRN-I/AAAAAAAAAu0/m5YKbZaB724/s320/beautiful-christmas-tree.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279574158761605090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is a tree of lights in your home and sleeping by it each night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTaatVbT_I/AAAAAAAAAwk/-KZiS5VDraM/s1600-h/xmas_052_whi1_dy50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTaatVbT_I/AAAAAAAAAwk/-KZiS5VDraM/s320/xmas_052_whi1_dy50.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279584815565983730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is all those yummy treats you get from everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYRFxsooI/AAAAAAAAAwM/MeZEDwtFjJM/s1600-h/home_page_rodeo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYRFxsooI/AAAAAAAAAwM/MeZEDwtFjJM/s320/home_page_rodeo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279582451305063042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is a Christmas card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTaafYjF_I/AAAAAAAAAwc/Pl3KhYfhXx4/s1600-h/2007Noelpic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTaafYjF_I/AAAAAAAAAwc/Pl3KhYfhXx4/s320/2007Noelpic1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279584811820980210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...or two&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTpk1FGcEI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5t74kKNG9Vo/s1600-h/merry_christmas_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTpk1FGcEI/AAAAAAAAAxc/5t74kKNG9Vo/s320/merry_christmas_1024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279601482118099010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...is a feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving the Christmas Spirit this year...and all of these things are just another reason why. Love and Miss you All. Merry Christmas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-6876747615443186055?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/6876747615443186055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=6876747615443186055' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/6876747615443186055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/6876747615443186055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas.html' title='ChRistMas...'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SUTYQ-lwNlI/AAAAAAAAAv8/OuAx27ZL21w/s72-c/16646-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-7639808870844513691</id><published>2008-12-07T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T02:36:25.780-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sun Bei Bei &amp; Church...</title><content type='html'>This is Sun Bei Bei.  He joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Saints almost 70 years ago and is still so passionate about the gospel. He inspires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0Tzs2A7I/AAAAAAAAAtk/8zQ_hSQnzJs/s1600-h/IMG_1969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0Tzs2A7I/AAAAAAAAAtk/8zQ_hSQnzJs/s320/IMG_1969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277080009527657394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favorite things about Sun Bei Bei&lt;br /&gt;1. His shuffle walk. &lt;br /&gt;2. He knows where Samoa is and has a buddy from there.&lt;br /&gt;3. He always has fiber crackers, chips, chocolate, nuts, or some kind of treat in his black bag for you.&lt;br /&gt;3. He insists you eat it and will say, "Come on, don't be shy".&lt;br /&gt;4. He will be speaking in Chinese during testimony meeting and will suddenly switch over to English and bust out in Song.&lt;br /&gt;5. He will sing the WHOLE SONG...NOT just ONE verse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he sang, "Silent NIght" and his version of "radiant beam from heaven's star"....is a classic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amongst other things...Today- I was late to church...shoot sometimes you're late.  So I hung out in the library looking for some lesson materials...then Sun Bei Bei walked in with his mini raido with earphones in hand. Then he asked me to open the windows (so his little radio could get some reception), and he gave me the other half of his earphones to listen to...Billy Grahm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I held the radio close to the sunlit window in one hand and an earphone up to my ear in the other while he sat in his chair and I on the footstool. Sometimes you hang out in the library with your favorite grandpa, next to the sunlit window, listening to Billy Grahm...ahhh the adventures. I love Sun Bei Bei and you would too...wish you could just simply meet him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0UMJ7hHI/AAAAAAAAAts/3IJrbC2mn9s/s1600-h/IMG_1970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0UMJ7hHI/AAAAAAAAAts/3IJrbC2mn9s/s320/IMG_1970.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277080016092103794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Treats in a bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0UxcHhGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/mcKDBOdKzSI/s1600-h/IMG_1971.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0UxcHhGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/mcKDBOdKzSI/s320/IMG_1971.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277080026100499554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Going in for the reach...you never know if it will be fiber crackers or chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0VC53JHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/z7KIhAT84Oc/s1600-h/IMG_1972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0VC53JHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/z7KIhAT84Oc/s320/IMG_1972.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277080030788658290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ahhh good. Today it's chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0VSzRRBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/J_ED1AWF-eU/s1600-h/IMG_1973.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0VSzRRBI/AAAAAAAAAuE/J_ED1AWF-eU/s320/IMG_1973.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277080035055977490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Come on, don't be shy ...eat it."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-7639808870844513691?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/7639808870844513691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=7639808870844513691' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/7639808870844513691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/7639808870844513691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/12/sun-bei-bei-and-church.html' title='Sun Bei Bei &amp; Church...'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STv0Tzs2A7I/AAAAAAAAAtk/8zQ_hSQnzJs/s72-c/IMG_1969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-20137202186001675</id><published>2008-11-30T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:51:08.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Star Party 2008</title><content type='html'>"Want to camping?", they asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Sure!"&lt;br /&gt;"It is mmmm... I don't know how say...He Wan SaN...3 tall mountain in Taiwan."&lt;br /&gt;"Cool! Let's go!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWy4rkpQI/AAAAAAAAAqI/r7r9K0V75vg/s1600-h/IMG_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWy4rkpQI/AAAAAAAAAqI/r7r9K0V75vg/s320/IMG_2116.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274443914557039874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So you take a bus with a bunch of kids, parents, and their teachers just 3 hours north and hit 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKeDfNmlVI/AAAAAAAAAtY/9ImM__VPfCQ/s1600-h/IMG_2090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKeDfNmlVI/AAAAAAAAAtY/9ImM__VPfCQ/s320/IMG_2090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274451896359621970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He Huan ShAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKeDJ5YwOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vQwIddsHyqs/s1600-h/IMG_2089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKeDJ5YwOI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/vQwIddsHyqs/s320/IMG_2089.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274451890637684962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shan (Mountain). Third tallest Mountain in Taiwan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWy_ip2zI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/oHybWu6_x80/s1600-h/IMG_2107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWy_ip2zI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/oHybWu6_x80/s320/IMG_2107.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274443916398680882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Unload from the bus and walk to your campsite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWzHAVJKI/AAAAAAAAAqY/SNJx3PRuxTc/s1600-h/IMG_2109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWzHAVJKI/AAAAAAAAAqY/SNJx3PRuxTc/s320/IMG_2109.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274443918402200738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ummm that's cool. What is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWzTR3-MI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hi6cCrGN-vA/s1600-h/&lt;br /&gt;IMG_2077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWzTR3-MI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hi6cCrGN-vA/s320/IMG_2077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274443921697011906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yup it's a greenhouse type dealio. It's also where you'll be sleeping for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWzXZtNMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/uBoBbupMMJc/s1600-h/IMG_2078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWzXZtNMI/AAAAAAAAAqo/uBoBbupMMJc/s320/IMG_2078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274443922803602626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alrighty then...let's set up camp. cha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYKLMJ-II/AAAAAAAAArA/23dNHxQ-h6Y/s1600-h/IMG_2099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYKLMJ-II/AAAAAAAAArA/23dNHxQ-h6Y/s320/IMG_2099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274445414174161026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Greenhouse in effect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYKNJPtPI/AAAAAAAAArI/mIiGe8GM4hA/s1600-h/IMG_2097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYKNJPtPI/AAAAAAAAArI/mIiGe8GM4hA/s320/IMG_2097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274445414698824946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYKndyvhI/AAAAAAAAArQ/bqkmicPBhRE/s1600-h/IMG_2096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYKndyvhI/AAAAAAAAArQ/bqkmicPBhRE/s320/IMG_2096.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274445421764328978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYKCQ_g3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/HZ2uMhLM2c0/s1600-h/IMG_2103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYKCQ_g3I/AAAAAAAAAq4/HZ2uMhLM2c0/s320/IMG_2103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274445411778528114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Camping is good in this hood...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYJpxnHFI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ljE1-U_kd_0/s1600-h/IMG_2104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKYJpxnHFI/AAAAAAAAAqw/ljE1-U_kd_0/s320/IMG_2104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274445405204454482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ms. Chen and her daughter Debby (my neighbors/Landlord). We're tight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKaCcbabVI/AAAAAAAAArY/O17UNkOh9c8/s1600-h/IMG_2079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKaCcbabVI/AAAAAAAAArY/O17UNkOh9c8/s320/IMG_2079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274447480385858898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our camping neighbors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKaDH5DdQI/AAAAAAAAAro/LhbLQgw_CrE/s1600-h/IMG_2080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKaDH5DdQI/AAAAAAAAAro/LhbLQgw_CrE/s320/IMG_2080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274447492052907266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Star Party 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKaD3jhcwI/AAAAAAAAArw/nrFqMnK-Ixs/s1600-h/IMG_2081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKaD3jhcwI/AAAAAAAAArw/nrFqMnK-Ixs/s320/IMG_2081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274447504847500034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were so many amazingly huge telescopes&amp;things....people with their laptops and high tech stuff....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKaEZYAhcI/AAAAAAAAAr4/aZtBp4KnTZs/s1600-h/IMG_2120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKaEZYAhcI/AAAAAAAAAr4/aZtBp4KnTZs/s320/IMG_2120.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274447513926010306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But honestly, the best view of the stars could be seen from this homemade telescope....from Lan Tan Elementary School. I lined up at least 3 times to see the stars from this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKbzeRkuaI/AAAAAAAAAsA/X3XzFsf0zN4/s1600-h/IMG_2122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKbzeRkuaI/AAAAAAAAAsA/X3XzFsf0zN4/s320/IMG_2122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274449422206679458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lan Tan Elementary group&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKbzt6QXxI/AAAAAAAAAsI/CaCjhbrv-dI/s1600-h/IMG_2133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKbzt6QXxI/AAAAAAAAAsI/CaCjhbrv-dI/s320/IMG_2133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274449426403843858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Star Party peeps waiting, hoping, wishing for their lucky number to be called out for an awesome prize....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKb0G6tRYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/beSfu7nw1HI/s1600-h/IMG_2136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKb0G6tRYI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/beSfu7nw1HI/s320/IMG_2136.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274449433116624258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This was my lucky number (san-jiu-qi). Not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKb0PEy6xI/AAAAAAAAAsY/51bRAIcihEw/s1600-h/IMG_2137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKb0PEy6xI/AAAAAAAAAsY/51bRAIcihEw/s320/IMG_2137.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274449435306421010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah well this girl was lucky in love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKb0SMoQFI/AAAAAAAAAsg/B8EfcJMR4P4/s1600-h/IMG_2138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKb0SMoQFI/AAAAAAAAAsg/B8EfcJMR4P4/s320/IMG_2138.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274449436144582738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;okay I know the picture should be about the moment...and for me the moment was about...that ring. check out the ring...hilair. Although the night before there was another engagement and the dude set up a slide show showing them at the star party since 2005 and then there were fireworks! What the engagment! It was sweet enough to make one shed a tear or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdk0kOmnI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RRgOky4B1vU/s1600-h/IMG_2088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdk0kOmnI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RRgOky4B1vU/s320/IMG_2088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274451369515719282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alas I was lucky to see such beauty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdk9LUR8I/AAAAAAAAAtA/c2sVoxQKD8U/s1600-h/IMG_2087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdk9LUR8I/AAAAAAAAAtA/c2sVoxQKD8U/s320/IMG_2087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274451371827152834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdkk0qQbI/AAAAAAAAAs4/f4t6T0yoQg8/s1600-h/IMG_2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdkk0qQbI/AAAAAAAAAs4/f4t6T0yoQg8/s320/IMG_2083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274451365289673138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdkmfyvzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/BUeqMmAf5Io/s1600-h/IMG_2082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdkmfyvzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/BUeqMmAf5Io/s320/IMG_2082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274451365739020082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdkSLc1QI/AAAAAAAAAso/-0yxNx-9-Wk/s1600-h/IMG_2127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKdkSLc1QI/AAAAAAAAAso/-0yxNx-9-Wk/s320/IMG_2127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274451360284988674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-20137202186001675?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/20137202186001675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=20137202186001675' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/20137202186001675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/20137202186001675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/star-party-2008.html' title='Star Party 2008'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/STKWy4rkpQI/AAAAAAAAAqI/r7r9K0V75vg/s72-c/IMG_2116.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-7904978029644855435</id><published>2008-11-15T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T05:24:21.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag&amp;Things by EiGht</title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by the sunshine maker...and so...I write...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 Tv ShoWs...&lt;br /&gt;1. OPRAH&lt;br /&gt;*the audience is crazy, so are her prizes, and she always says the darndest things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Q5TlKthI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nVYPqytNBUE/s1600-h/oprah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Q5TlKthI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nVYPqytNBUE/s320/oprah.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269159771974055442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. EXTREME MAKEOVER people/homes&lt;br /&gt;*I love before and after things. Although these shows got a little too extreme so...no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_TqjXjYwI/AAAAAAAAAlc/dih2Ia5jnoM/s1600-h/nglg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_TqjXjYwI/AAAAAAAAAlc/dih2Ia5jnoM/s320/nglg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269162817048765186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Tq6I2BvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5qb5550eGuY/s1600-h/house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Tq6I2BvI/AAAAAAAAAlk/5qb5550eGuY/s320/house.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269162823161087730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.PROJECT RUNWAY&lt;br /&gt;* I like to see what people create...sometimes it's amazing....sometimes it's just crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_WcPTg01I/AAAAAAAAAls/VRkc_F6dHKA/s1600-h/CE08.x600.Reality-TV.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_WcPTg01I/AAAAAAAAAls/VRkc_F6dHKA/s320/CE08.x600.Reality-TV.1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269165869679825746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. THE OFFICE&lt;br /&gt;*Can we just say...awkward, but hilair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Zo66Oa-I/AAAAAAAAAl0/-ZIUAv_1ANQ/s1600-h/the_office_500_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Zo66Oa-I/AAAAAAAAAl0/-ZIUAv_1ANQ/s320/the_office_500_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269169386078235618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. TRAVEL CHANNEL W/ IAN Wright&lt;br /&gt;*He is one of the only British dudes I find to be funny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_a_tqRB1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/YpOjTmJUClM/s1600-h/Ian_Wright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_a_tqRB1I/AAAAAAAAAmE/YpOjTmJUClM/s320/Ian_Wright.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269170877170255698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....and now for some OLd SchooL shows I loved (b/c I ran out of ones for now...I don't really watch tv at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. FRESH PRINCE OF BEL AIR&lt;br /&gt;*hilair family ties&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Zo_sfm5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/TEZFoO9-0Ss/s1600-h/smith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Zo_sfm5I/AAAAAAAAAl8/TEZFoO9-0Ss/s320/smith.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269169387362818962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. THE COSBY SHOW&lt;br /&gt;*that feel good show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_bdFJm81I/AAAAAAAAAmM/H-4H32M4mJE/s1600-h/lg_cosby-show_season-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_bdFJm81I/AAAAAAAAAmM/H-4H32M4mJE/s320/lg_cosby-show_season-11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269171381691937618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRARIE ties with IN LIVING COLOR&lt;br /&gt;*uh...another feel good show. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends would make fun of me by making their teeth look like Laura's (a little bucky) and then say, "but pa...". They hated this show...but I didn't care b/c I liked Laura's adventurous character and her will to fight back the bullies mmmmhmmmmmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand I couldn't find a decent picture for ILC so LH made the cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_dCJd2_QI/AAAAAAAAAmU/6jHi6a5HAY0/s1600-h/039_6949~Little-House-on-the-Prairie-Posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_dCJd2_QI/AAAAAAAAAmU/6jHi6a5HAY0/s320/039_6949~Little-House-on-the-Prairie-Posters.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269173118017404162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;8 FaVe RetAurants&lt;br /&gt;shoot there are so many great places. These are off the top of my head, but these also hold many fond memories of peeps and the like...but actually the foods pretty divine too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ROYAL INDIA in Sandy&lt;br /&gt;*Love their mango Lassi. Love mango everything. Love the owners (I use to work there ha ha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_iDgVPmOI/AAAAAAAAAmk/77VjADBnZDg/s1600-h/mango-lassi1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_iDgVPmOI/AAAAAAAAAmk/77VjADBnZDg/s320/mango-lassi1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269178638893291746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. BOMBAY HOUSE (brother of Royal India)&lt;br /&gt;*many celebrations of great times there. &lt;br /&gt;*a fave: Chicken Tikka Masala medium hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boneless chicken barbecued in tandoor oven, then cooked with bell pepper, onions, garlic, ginger, tomatoes, cream and spices&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_gZgiSIpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/9VPeH7BE5uA/s1600-h/chicken_mesala240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_gZgiSIpI/AAAAAAAAAmc/9VPeH7BE5uA/s320/chicken_mesala240.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269176817881850514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. LACAI NOODLE HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;*Vermacelli rice noodle with charbroiled pork and egg roll &lt;br /&gt;*or Curry with chicken or shrimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_jFkPZdYI/AAAAAAAAAms/26NzzhqIToU/s1600-h/2582219537_a35403b015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_jFkPZdYI/AAAAAAAAAms/26NzzhqIToU/s320/2582219537_a35403b015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269179773813880194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. THE KOREA HOUSE&lt;br /&gt;*what can I say...Asia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_j88GYADI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Cqt4AfvP5sk/s1600-h/95665478_fc405cfa98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_j88GYADI/AAAAAAAAAm0/Cqt4AfvP5sk/s320/95665478_fc405cfa98.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269180725111291954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  BEITERMAN'S in NH...I think that's how you spell it.&lt;br /&gt;*Freshly baked bread, toasted if you like, and all the best ingredients. I always love a good soup and sandwich. This is not an original... doesn't do justice, but kind of captures the...white deli paper it comes in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF1PBOdz7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/T10kEBwmtBQ/s1600-h/2579387710_9c566bd770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF1PBOdz7I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/T10kEBwmtBQ/s320/2579387710_9c566bd770.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269621939887787954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. THE COMMON MAN in Ashland, NH. &lt;br /&gt;*The best rustic atmosphere and yummy cheese/cracker appetizers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_mUynvuqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/UIohVwKwqBQ/s1600-h/CommonMan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_mUynvuqI/AAAAAAAAAnc/UIohVwKwqBQ/s320/CommonMan.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269183333907020450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A-PU&lt;br /&gt;*Best Hot Pots in Chiayi (J-as in jeep. ia-say it like eye, yi-as in ee). Love hot pots. You can get different soup bases...I usually go for chicken. I've never had this one...but looks inviting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSFwlSz4X6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/sG1KDor_hMw/s1600-h/IMG_6363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSFwlSz4X6I/AAAAAAAAAoA/sG1KDor_hMw/s320/IMG_6363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269616825007103906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. L&amp;L Hawiian BBQ&lt;br /&gt;*gotta have that Polynesian style cookin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSFyBDjSi8I/AAAAAAAAAoI/PZS9pBFnIeo/s1600-h/plate_t250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSFyBDjSi8I/AAAAAAAAAoI/PZS9pBFnIeo/s320/plate_t250.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269618401458949058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;___________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;8 Things That HappeneD yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I enjoyed the morning sun through my window&lt;br /&gt;2. I ate breakfast with a friend&lt;br /&gt;3. I rode in the hils with my scooter to catch the sun&lt;br /&gt;4. There was a nice cool breeze&lt;br /&gt;5. A nice old man helped us order lunch under the open hut atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;6. Went to Jongpu Hot Springs...an amazingly good time&lt;br /&gt;7. Had a water pressure massage&lt;br /&gt;8. Sat in a steam bath/sauna dealio and I could have stayed there forever b/c it&lt;br /&gt;felt like all the pollution was being cleansed from my lungs!&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;8 things you Look ForWaRd To&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Hugging my nieces and nephews and catching up when I return home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF5_diNeNI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Lpa-nT2eX6o/s1600-h/Kade:Savan:Chloe.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF5_diNeNI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Lpa-nT2eX6o/s320/Kade:Savan:Chloe.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269627170167027922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF5_BvNaSI/AAAAAAAAAog/nvNy7h3N4VY/s1600-h/Chloe+behind+plant.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF5_BvNaSI/AAAAAAAAAog/nvNy7h3N4VY/s320/Chloe+behind+plant.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269627162705357090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF5-sdt2hI/AAAAAAAAAoY/to-l7LIiWmo/s1600-h/Brynn.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF5-sdt2hI/AAAAAAAAAoY/to-l7LIiWmo/s320/Brynn.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269627156994841106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hugging and catching up with the Socwell sistahs when I return home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF7xE2Y6dI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_8AQpWWi9uU/s1600-h/Charie:Heather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF7xE2Y6dI/AAAAAAAAAo4/_8AQpWWi9uU/s320/Charie:Heather.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269629122045864402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Charie (L) was my trainer on the mish. We are bonded for life. She just moved back west and I can't wait to hang out with her awesome fam. Heather (R) the one who tagged me and whom I am also bonded for life!&lt;br /&gt;3. Reuniting with old friends one on one or one huge partay&lt;br /&gt;4. Going back to school for MSW&lt;br /&gt;5. E-mails from friends...as I am a world away&lt;br /&gt;6. Laughing!&lt;br /&gt;7. More unity and love with bros and sistahs around the way&lt;br /&gt;8. More understanding and confidence in the Lord and Father's Plan for me and for all&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;8 things on your WisH list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could krump dance...it's called krumping. It's an evolution from break dancing and it'll leave you without words...but on that note...I would like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. To travel the world and see its many beautiful people and places &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSK1AWw5qmI/AAAAAAAAApQ/kqWNULiZgJQ/s1600-h/green+w:globe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSK1AWw5qmI/AAAAAAAAApQ/kqWNULiZgJQ/s320/green+w:globe.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269973531692214882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. To understand Mandarin and sit in sacrament without an interpreter&lt;br /&gt;3. To be an extra in a movie...hee hee...just to be in the background walking around or something...I have practiced this in many of my photos...I think I'll be pretty good at it by the time my chance comes around. Here is an example....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF9EegYvBI/AAAAAAAAApA/Q5zhVNC13yE/s1600-h/IMG_0182.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF9EegYvBI/AAAAAAAAApA/Q5zhVNC13yE/s320/IMG_0182.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269630554862042130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;notice anything behind Wesley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF9ESpgHaI/AAAAAAAAApI/L92MQYfaiRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SSF9ESpgHaI/AAAAAAAAApI/L92MQYfaiRQ/s320/IMG_0183.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269630551679049122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;look again....&lt;br /&gt;4. To love more constantly&lt;br /&gt;5. To meet historical men and women who have inspired me through teachers, books I've read, and things I've seen.&lt;br /&gt;6. To attend every important event in my loved ones lives&lt;br /&gt;7. To meet all those whom I could call friend in this life&lt;br /&gt;8. To be a neighbor with all of my friends! I would love it.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;TAG...it's your Eight. Don't feel obligated. Just do it. I mean...tell all or not....no worries...you do not have to add pics or adlib..most people just make a list...I just did it kk style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Brad&lt;br /&gt;2.Brittney M.&lt;br /&gt;3.Sherri S.&lt;br /&gt;4.Rachel M.&lt;br /&gt;5.Betty&lt;br /&gt;6.Pidge&lt;br /&gt;7.Trish&lt;br /&gt;8.Wendy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-7904978029644855435?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/7904978029644855435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=7904978029644855435' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/7904978029644855435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/7904978029644855435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/11/tag-by-eight.html' title='Tag&amp;Things by EiGht'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SR_Q5TlKthI/AAAAAAAAAlU/nVYPqytNBUE/s72-c/oprah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-5197294154392321646</id><published>2008-10-31T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T06:32:21.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HappY HaLLoWeeN!</title><content type='html'>When I first got to schooL the kids couldn't wait to show me their bags full of costumes for Trick-or-Treating! They could not wait to go...they could hardly wait for their naps to be over...most of them couldn't sleep!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQryc3SDjMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KZdHUBo9Sj4/s1600-h/IMG_1979.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQryc3SDjMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KZdHUBo9Sj4/s320/IMG_1979.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263285692225785026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tina and Alex Before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0PytV-9I/AAAAAAAAAgk/9QGxt558CGk/s1600-h/IMG_2008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0PytV-9I/AAAAAAAAAgk/9QGxt558CGk/s320/IMG_2008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263287666683018194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and AFTER ha ha...love the face. She gets a little shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQrzO29TAuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/zFC28PHiA5E/s1600-h/IMG_2007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQrzO29TAuI/AAAAAAAAAgc/zFC28PHiA5E/s320/IMG_2007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263286551132177122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Alex there is no holding back! Spiderman is the shiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQrydN8feOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/gMPqBdWiZWo/s1600-h/IMG_1980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQrydN8feOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/gMPqBdWiZWo/s320/IMG_1980.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263285698309355746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan loves "Harry Potter" and will write "HP" BRYAN on all of his papers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0Qa6HvUI/AAAAAAAAAg8/K0ZnbiFBHqI/s1600-h/IMG_2021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0Qa6HvUI/AAAAAAAAAg8/K0ZnbiFBHqI/s320/IMG_2021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263287677474028866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...therefore he is "HP". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr9M1xZoLI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uzpzHCtfvGM/s1600-h/IMG_2022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr9M1xZoLI/AAAAAAAAAiM/uzpzHCtfvGM/s320/IMG_2022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263297511570383026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason and his little sister (mei mei) joined us in their devil and mini mouse wardrobe. Love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0QEUDPUI/AAAAAAAAAgs/RzWkizGiiFk/s1600-h/IMG_2009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0QEUDPUI/AAAAAAAAAgs/RzWkizGiiFk/s320/IMG_2009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263287671408770370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evan was so proud of his Pirate hat, Steven the beetle, and Michael aka Spiderman...yeah boyeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQrzO1X6tBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8DQHlq-uQuY/s1600-h/IMG_2006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQrzO1X6tBI/AAAAAAAAAgU/8DQHlq-uQuY/s320/IMG_2006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263286550706959378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fairy face Sophia...so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQrzOhBIxLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qfInxCTJlX8/s1600-h/IMG_2004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQrzOhBIxLI/AAAAAAAAAgM/qfInxCTJlX8/s320/IMG_2004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263286545242703026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ummmm Leah the lost Angel? with her upside down wings. She's a babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0QC9c0jI/AAAAAAAAAg0/kYb_hk2Ffwc/s1600-h/IMG_2018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0QC9c0jI/AAAAAAAAAg0/kYb_hk2Ffwc/s320/IMG_2018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263287671045542450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mommy pics before we hit the road for some Trick-or-Treating! Yahooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0QvQ-vKI/AAAAAAAAAhE/JnhQLYS_Bdc/s1600-h/IMG_2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr0QvQ-vKI/AAAAAAAAAhE/JnhQLYS_Bdc/s320/IMG_2024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263287682938616994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had a long walk around the neighborhood and are about to hit our last two spots. A church and a restaurant! Cha! The kids were getting tired, but so happy to be outside (it's always nice to be outside) and getting candy for FREE.99! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1jTWbg7I/AAAAAAAAAhM/Iht5ckW-YFg/s1600-h/IMG_2025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1jTWbg7I/AAAAAAAAAhM/Iht5ckW-YFg/s320/IMG_2025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263289101374423986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kids in their costumes and moms at hand made for a nice Trick-or-Treating adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1jTgov_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/7bXAMEcLRfE/s1600-h/IMG_2027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1jTgov_I/AAAAAAAAAhU/7bXAMEcLRfE/s320/IMG_2027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263289101417234418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A little tuckered, but still happy to be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1j0mGS-I/AAAAAAAAAhc/A6RqR65tHS8/s1600-h/IMG_2029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1j0mGS-I/AAAAAAAAAhc/A6RqR65tHS8/s320/IMG_2029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263289110298512354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Singing "The Witches Brew" while waiting for our candy givers to come out and...give!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1jwaE-BI/AAAAAAAAAhk/JmiXjuc3oUg/s1600-h/IMG_2032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1jwaE-BI/AAAAAAAAAhk/JmiXjuc3oUg/s320/IMG_2032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263289109174351890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little tribute to BoBo...the kid runnin excitedly to who knows where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1kOrvwpI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KLwv31wLMmQ/s1600-h/IMG_2033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr1kOrvwpI/AAAAAAAAAhs/KLwv31wLMmQ/s320/IMG_2033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263289117301523090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BoBo eyes Leah and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr2GsJJYoI/AAAAAAAAAh0/DPQq0uVJv0A/s1600-h/IMG_2034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr2GsJJYoI/AAAAAAAAAh0/DPQq0uVJv0A/s320/IMG_2034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263289709325017730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...goes for it. Until I say, "Ahh BoBo No". Meanwhile Leah's calm nothing remains the same. She was so excited, but the pictures just don't capture her true expression moments before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQsFnb3rOlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/FuptnsXanZA/s1600-h/IMG_2035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQsFnb3rOlI/AAAAAAAAAiU/FuptnsXanZA/s320/IMG_2035.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263306764566870610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OH. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr2HIv0CKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/WWT9IZCgBzE/s1600-h/&lt;br /&gt;IMG_2039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQr2HIv0CKI/AAAAAAAAAh8/WWT9IZCgBzE/s320/IMG_2039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263289717003389090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uhhhh one of the few pics of me...and the kids. I am dressed as an Angel! (Thanks Cindy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-5197294154392321646?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/5197294154392321646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=5197294154392321646' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/5197294154392321646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/5197294154392321646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-halloween.html' title='HappY HaLLoWeeN!'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQryc3SDjMI/AAAAAAAAAfU/KZdHUBo9Sj4/s72-c/IMG_1979.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-6282472563009287138</id><published>2008-10-30T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T04:41:10.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Drew a Line</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQmafdw42KI/AAAAAAAAAfE/juvSfUKVMGM/s1600-h/Moon_over_wheat_field.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQmafdw42KI/AAAAAAAAAfE/juvSfUKVMGM/s320/Moon_over_wheat_field.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262907504915437730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I had that day dream feeling...when you're ready to sleep only you're outside in a huge open field minus the snakes and other harmful things...and you're stretched out comfortably as you look at the stars feeling happy to just BE...there. And if I were in a video and the background music was Coldplay's Yellow the camera would zoom away from my face as it's turning slowly in circles and then it opens up to me being this tiny speck in a moonlit sky and its light reflects off of everything it touches.  Somehow it's as if I have become part of the stars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQmafV8o6nI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cvJle1D8H0Q/s1600-h/KS16341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQmafV8o6nI/AAAAAAAAAfM/cvJle1D8H0Q/s320/KS16341.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262907502817241714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay, but the funny part is when he sings, "I drew a line, I drew a line for you...." I thought he said, "A truer lie, a truer lie for you..." or something like that. And I thought how could there be a true lie, better yet a truer lie?  Ah the things you make up for the lyrics you don't know, but think you know. I could still be off on the right lines. Nevertheless it was always fun to belt out using those exact words. Ahhhh to dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-6282472563009287138?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/6282472563009287138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=6282472563009287138' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/6282472563009287138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/6282472563009287138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-drew-line.html' title='I Drew a Line'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQmafdw42KI/AAAAAAAAAfE/juvSfUKVMGM/s72-c/Moon_over_wheat_field.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-1501205266085445180</id><published>2008-10-29T03:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T04:10:48.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glad to Be...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQhDnZkyrKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/EFPJ7tcbpDY/s1600-h/sick_pig1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: undefinedpx; height: undefinedpx;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQhDnZkyrKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/EFPJ7tcbpDY/s320/sick_pig1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262530508741586082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today I was actually glad to be...sick. I hate those days when you're kind of sick, but you know you could be at work. But this was a day I was honestly sick, and I could honestly call in to work and say, "I'm sick". So I was grateful to be...sick because it meant I could stay at home and rest for a second. Sorry moms, I know many of you don't even get a sick break...so I will enjoy the moment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-1501205266085445180?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/1501205266085445180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=1501205266085445180' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/1501205266085445180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/1501205266085445180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/glad-to-be.html' title='Glad to Be...'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SQhDnZkyrKI/AAAAAAAAAe8/EFPJ7tcbpDY/s72-c/sick_pig1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-9053368441903442799</id><published>2008-10-21T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:35:16.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Porter Jackson (PJ)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wQKZhvTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/qdRZ1Xyc7No/s1600-h/head+harness.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wQKZhvTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/qdRZ1Xyc7No/s320/head+harness.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259624100298603826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Little Porter had to hit the NICU when he first arrived. My little bro, Dan, said he wasn't too worried, but than he's always been pretty optomistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wQhcTe2I/AAAAAAAAAeI/RDjTIcyh0Eo/s1600-h/mom:Pj.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wQhcTe2I/AAAAAAAAAeI/RDjTIcyh0Eo/s320/mom:Pj.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259624106484267874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's PJ's grams (yup the Martin grams). She is laughing so hard right now. This is the best kind of laugh anyone in the Martin fam could ever witness...it's contagious b/c it's usually about the most random things! Porter is so cutie here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wRcTAiGI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NkAMoJN2QyM/s1600-h/announcement+pic.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wRcTAiGI/AAAAAAAAAeY/NkAMoJN2QyM/s320/announcement+pic.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259624122282969186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porter posing for an announcement pic. He looks good in...orange! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wQ1Dp0oI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/q7Bn5Y_KGhg/s1600-h/Porter+Jackson:bink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wQ1Dp0oI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/q7Bn5Y_KGhg/s320/Porter+Jackson:bink.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259624111749583490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My folks were watching him this day. What a bundle of baby cute face_lovin_ cuteness_ all wrapped up in blue_all bunched up and surrounded by colors and cars cute or maybe they're trains cute. I love you cute face. I can't wait to meet you. Welcome to the family and thank you for blessing us with excitement, happiness, love, and fun adventures together ahead!  Next year can't come soon enough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pics courtesy of my dad and Dan. Much Love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-9053368441903442799?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/9053368441903442799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=9053368441903442799' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/9053368441903442799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/9053368441903442799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/porter-jackson-pj.html' title='Porter Jackson (PJ)'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3wQKZhvTI/AAAAAAAAAeA/qdRZ1Xyc7No/s72-c/head+harness.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-764023773859205094</id><published>2008-10-21T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:35:42.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What?! My Nieces...First Date</title><content type='html'>One day I got an email from my little niece, Savannah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: "I'm doing pretty good...i went on my first date on my birthday! the kid that took me was Chris Olsen he is a senior but a young one so he is only 17 but he is the nicest kid ever! It was me and him and two other couples. We went to Los Hermano's it was fun he told them that it was my birthday and so they made me wear this big  Sombrero it was so funny! but it was way way fun i loved it..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk: Tell me more about this dude....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: he is a way fun kid. anyways about the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk: (in my mind) ...ha ha...girl you are too funny. Not real into anyone_ Always a cool thing especially as a teen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later Savannah emailed me all these pics and wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hey hey hey im glad you liked them! ya my friends are alot of fun i love um i have a couple kids i think are cute but no boyfriend which i think is fun  and better :) ha ha anyways. well i'm going to have to keep this one short and sweet cause i've got MUCHO homework :( haha but i can't wait till you get home i love talking to you it releaves all my stress and lets me get away from hard times for a little. counting down the days till you get home!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 &lt;3 &lt;3 ///::: Savannah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS the weather has been pretty hot till about yesterday it started raining ad you can feel the fall breeze coming in. haha but see ya"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3ZaL9B-eI/AAAAAAAAAdY/3PMVQMeHkqI/s1600-h/Savannah:date.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3ZaL9B-eI/AAAAAAAAAdY/3PMVQMeHkqI/s320/Savannah:date.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259598983747205602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Savannah....and a kid named Chris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3Zab_nAJI/AAAAAAAAAdg/d7yNwP6ECcE/s1600-h/Savannah:Chloe+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3Zab_nAJI/AAAAAAAAAdg/d7yNwP6ECcE/s320/Savannah:Chloe+.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259598988052988050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is so funny...Chloe is in awe of her older sister and Savannah is just like...dude what's up...or maybe it's more like..uhh are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3Za-Po0oI/AAAAAAAAAdw/8migzxul9As/s1600-h/Savan+III.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3Za-Po0oI/AAAAAAAAAdw/8migzxul9As/s320/Savan+III.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259598997247021698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Savannah is on the Left in turqouise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3Zbf4XYWI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Bm3QUkWHtPI/s1600-h/Savan+II.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3Zbf4XYWI/AAAAAAAAAd4/Bm3QUkWHtPI/s320/Savan+II.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259599006276215138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hey...strike a pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3ZahzbTyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/nta_3Nvn8mU/s1600-h/Savan+IV.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3ZahzbTyI/AAAAAAAAAdo/nta_3Nvn8mU/s320/Savan+IV.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259598989612502818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah the things girls do for fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you girlfriend!!!!!!! Thanks for sending me all the fun pics! And keeping me updated on all the good times. Don't forget to write down more of grams sayings for that "precious moments" shirt we're going to...create! &lt;br /&gt;Love, me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-764023773859205094?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/764023773859205094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=764023773859205094' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/764023773859205094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/764023773859205094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-my-niecesfirst-date.html' title='What?! My Nieces...First Date'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP3ZaL9B-eI/AAAAAAAAAdY/3PMVQMeHkqI/s72-c/Savannah:date.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-6363627265147833165</id><published>2008-10-21T03:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T08:42:21.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ysella {Ee-SeLL-uH} Leilani</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2taNFkVdI/AAAAAAAAAco/GWhXSrtqMwc/s1600-h/Ysella+in+Pink.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2taNFkVdI/AAAAAAAAAco/GWhXSrtqMwc/s320/Ysella+in+Pink.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259550605539825106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ysella Leilani Sneddon&lt;br /&gt;                         LEiLaNi:  Flower from Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2taLRiLpI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ZLtk9Xv_kyo/s1600-h/Laughing+Ysella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2taLRiLpI/AAAAAAAAAcg/ZLtk9Xv_kyo/s320/Laughing+Ysella.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259550605053144722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LauginG Flower from HeaveN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2tZx8XJaI/AAAAAAAAAcY/VftS3ML2JEM/s1600-h/Jubie:James:Ysella+II.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2tZx8XJaI/AAAAAAAAAcY/VftS3ML2JEM/s320/Jubie:James:Ysella+II.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259550598253454754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jubie, James, and Ysella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2tZuU4egI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/feRZftSUa74/s1600-h/Jubie:Ysella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2tZuU4egI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/feRZftSUa74/s320/Jubie:Ysella.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259550597282560514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jubie: origin comes from The mixing of her parents names. Her parents grew up in the PHilippines and came to California before they began a family.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jubie was one of the first people I ever met during my first year at college (BYU-HI). We were headed to a freshman orientation ha ha...and as I stepped out of my door so did she.  We practically linked arms and walked to the auditorum together and have never seemed to stop linking arms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've linked arms through night walks on the beach, at high tide, tripping over couples making out while trying to find a bon fire. We've linked arms on our way to way fun dances....when the Hawaiian locals are there....it's not the same! We've linked arms walking across campus and got to meet President Hinckley on his guarded golf cart.  We got to shake his hand and feel of his faithful loving Spirit. We've linked arms at the Oakland Temple...shoot...I was on my mission and she just happened to be outside the doors when I came out....just in time. Jubie stopped at the airport before I headed home from CA. so we could link arms again! We also linked arms in the Oregon Temple when she and James were trying to decide if they should have another baby.  That day....was one of solemnity and peace and silenced the fears of the unknown...and a few years later we have only begun to be blessed by heaven sent baby Ysella Leilani....For forever. For Eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE are linked for eternity. Fa'a fetai Lava for blessing so many of us with your love, friendship, and sister Love. Love you sis! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2tZgASDlI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xoSSY7ZeC-E/s1600-h/Kai+and+Leilani.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2tZgASDlI/AAAAAAAAAcI/xoSSY7ZeC-E/s320/Kai+and+Leilani.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259550593438060114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Proud brother Kainoa (aka Kai). Ysella looks so much like he did when he was a babe. They're lucky...they got their mama's lips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vEv4KODI/AAAAAAAAAcw/EXesApkRDdw/s1600-h/Kai:Gpa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vEv4KODI/AAAAAAAAAcw/EXesApkRDdw/s320/Kai:Gpa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259552435944962098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute face Kai, baby Ysella, and Grandpa Rieta. Love you gramps. Jubie's dad had a little mechanical shop somewhere in the hills of Hayward and he put a pic of me and Jubie up (it was of us at the Oakland Temple hee hee) and he never took it down....It is such a simple thing as this that makes me feel alive, loved, happy, and grateful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vEwPTN4I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Yv_4j-b-eXQ/s1600-h/Kai:James.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vEwPTN4I/AAAAAAAAAc4/Yv_4j-b-eXQ/s320/Kai:James.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259552436042020738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh...I don't know....some father/son, eating/bonding time or something. It's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vFCi-NyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/H542uONhfSA/s1600-h/Mac:Leilani.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vFCi-NyI/AAAAAAAAAdA/H542uONhfSA/s320/Mac:Leilani.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259552440956368674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Makeo (aka Mac) gettin in some one on one time with Ysella. He's in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vFWOA0BI/AAAAAAAAAdI/nushaIrAEtQ/s1600-h/Ysella:Gma.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vFWOA0BI/AAAAAAAAAdI/nushaIrAEtQ/s320/Ysella:Gma.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259552446237167634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some Grandma Rieta lovin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vFtjlVoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VSp8c_Zxz_M/s1600-h/sleepin+Ysella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2vFtjlVoI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/VSp8c_Zxz_M/s320/sleepin+Ysella.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259552452501657218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sweet dreams baby Ysellal Leilani. Love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All pictures courtesy of Mom Jubie via emaiL...Much Love! Love them ALL! I have yet to meet my Little Name Sake. Can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-6363627265147833165?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/6363627265147833165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=6363627265147833165' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/6363627265147833165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/6363627265147833165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/ysella-ee-sell-uh-leilani.html' title='Ysella {Ee-SeLL-uH} Leilani'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SP2taNFkVdI/AAAAAAAAAco/GWhXSrtqMwc/s72-c/Ysella+in+Pink.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-356520015607270774</id><published>2008-10-01T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T02:16:15.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SomEtiMeS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrEDixRuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/XATYAxV7DLI/s1600-h/IMG_0854_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrEDixRuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/XATYAxV7DLI/s320/IMG_0854_1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252159307858921186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes you think the person taking your picture told you to say "Qi" (chee as in cheetah). I thought it was interesting one should say "Qi" (that's 7 in Mandarin) b/c it sounds so similar to cheese.  Well everyone is laughing at my thought process. I got my qi on while they got their cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrENR7B8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/3-fpbHcxsZs/s1600-h/IMG_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrENR7B8I/AAAAAAAAAY8/3-fpbHcxsZs/s320/IMG_0384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252159310472611778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went to hear Elder Richard G. Scott speak at this hotel.  I don't recall the place or name at the moment...but it had beautiful gardens and a bunch of "famous" cartoon characters throughout the vicinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrER_tEZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XF8X_cgNDpk/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrER_tEZI/AAAAAAAAAZE/XF8X_cgNDpk/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252159311738376594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes you do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrEdOgcUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/4dP9a_ET_5Q/s1600-h/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrEdOgcUI/AAAAAAAAAZM/4dP9a_ET_5Q/s320/IMG_0410.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252159314753253698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;and sometimes you do this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONumijGSII/AAAAAAAAAZU/Qp5-SlzvZRw/s1600-h/IMG_0415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONumijGSII/AAAAAAAAAZU/Qp5-SlzvZRw/s320/IMG_0415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252163198832232578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cool place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONunLe9bGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QVIH00zck_A/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONunLe9bGI/AAAAAAAAAZc/QVIH00zck_A/s320/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252163209820728418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the view from the tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONunKFEGRI/AAAAAAAAAZs/tssfxTbl0ZA/s1600-h/IMG_0431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONunKFEGRI/AAAAAAAAAZs/tssfxTbl0ZA/s320/IMG_0431.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252163209443678482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cute toon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONwHpbcgCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/YIFE_1r3jD4/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONwHpbcgCI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/YIFE_1r3jD4/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252164867126493218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes you see it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONwH0u6iHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tzPR6NBAnPc/s1600-h/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONwH0u6iHI/AAAAAAAAAaE/tzPR6NBAnPc/s320/IMG_0445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252164870160943218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONunIVWvTI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8y1AWX5cF_M/s1600-h/IMG_0443.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONunIVWvTI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/8y1AWX5cF_M/s320/IMG_0443.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252163208975138098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...and sometimes you don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONwIon9WWI/AAAAAAAAAaU/muViOX2XN6k/s1600-h/IMG_0448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONwIon9WWI/AAAAAAAAAaU/muViOX2XN6k/s320/IMG_0448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252164884090411362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I don't know...sometimes you just take a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONwJDMuSbI/AAAAAAAAAac/7BRxVKWIuIo/s1600-h/IMG_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONwJDMuSbI/AAAAAAAAAac/7BRxVKWIuIo/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252164891223935410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxPtlDwdI/AAAAAAAAAas/i2gq9ZOybL8/s1600-h/IMG_0437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxPtlDwdI/AAAAAAAAAas/i2gq9ZOybL8/s320/IMG_0437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252166105191137746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where we sometimes ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxPuC6OVI/AAAAAAAAAak/NnezcBvePXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0388.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxPuC6OVI/AAAAAAAAAak/NnezcBvePXQ/s320/IMG_0388.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252166105316342098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Where the night's dance would be held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxP3KI-SI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mCdVesA55jA/s1600-h/IMG_0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxP3KI-SI/AAAAAAAAAa8/mCdVesA55jA/s320/IMG_0464.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252166107762587938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dance Theme: Knight's/Princesses. Lame. But I got a funky dress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay the scenario: Sometimes you are the only one that dresses up for the party (1 out of 3). However, when you do dress up everyone comes up to you and acts like you are a movie star. They want to take your picture. Or if they don't have a camera they take the opportunity to say "Piao Liang" or "Oh you are rilly princess" or "Oh wow very beauty"....I couldn't pass up my  one night of fame. I can now see why they prefix everything with the word "famous". They make you famous. I took as many pictures as they wanted. I was laughing so hard...inside...at how ridiculous my dress was...on purpose...and yet these people were totally serious about their comments. If you want to feel like a superstar no matter what you wear...dude come to Taiwan. It was good times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxPtjDI1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/2NfigdsLWuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxPtjDI1I/AAAAAAAAAa0/2NfigdsLWuQ/s320/IMG_0454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252166105182708562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So there was a live band. Finally towards the end they played one song in English. It was an old Lindsay Lohan teen song "You're It...you're the ultimate...I've been waiting all my life for someone just like you...!"  So uh...sometimes you just mosh.  I became...the moshing princess. Waving my magic wand around, singing out loud to the lyrics...kind of missing America...and then a bunch of guys joined me. They loved moshing. Who doesn't. Well I mean you know...sometimes you just...mosh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxQDIFkNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/xPr-yny2w_w/s1600-h/IMG_0467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONxQDIFkNI/AAAAAAAAAbE/xPr-yny2w_w/s320/IMG_0467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252166110975201490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one of the dudes who moshed with me and I quote as said when he joined in on the fun, "Oh Kaffy you are soooo coo!...ha ha ha". Ah kid...thanks, but really I'm just a nerd. I still wish you could have heard the accent and saw the moment....and well....it's just all about....sometimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-356520015607270774?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/356520015607270774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=356520015607270774' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/356520015607270774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/356520015607270774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes.html' title='SomEtiMeS'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SONrEDixRuI/AAAAAAAAAY0/XATYAxV7DLI/s72-c/IMG_0854_1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-5262078105122422039</id><published>2008-09-07T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T06:53:41.938-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little RandoMnesS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOw7JgpG6I/AAAAAAAAATU/bOXyymj_t60/s1600-h/IMG_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOw7JgpG6I/AAAAAAAAATU/bOXyymj_t60/s320/IMG_0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243228921400990626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Taipei Traffic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOw7U3cX9I/AAAAAAAAATc/3SaFB7MVEP8/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOw7U3cX9I/AAAAAAAAATc/3SaFB7MVEP8/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243228924449415122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This golden buddah is only a 20 min scooter ride from home...it's huge. Just below him there was a lot of movement and noise from Tai Chi peeps...when all of a sudden I looked over to see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOxy8PPWUI/AAAAAAAAATk/HWIQ_vRyxf4/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOxy8PPWUI/AAAAAAAAATk/HWIQ_vRyxf4/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243229879911012674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...this dude. Something I loved to do in high school during that new business class they were trying to implement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOxywN_h7I/AAAAAAAAATs/8HjevkFe_mM/s1600-h/IMG_0099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOxywN_h7I/AAAAAAAAATs/8HjevkFe_mM/s320/IMG_0099.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243229876684556210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I like contrast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOxzC6qhTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/U1SbLAKG5Ls/s1600-h/IMG_0117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOxzC6qhTI/AAAAAAAAAT0/U1SbLAKG5Ls/s320/IMG_0117.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243229881703761202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My homeboy Steve-o (from work) got invited to our curch dance...ha ha...and he came. It was good times. The little dude is the bishops son, Hou Ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO6ffKuY3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/5hW3e7XXblA/s1600-h/IMG_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO6ffKuY3I/AAAAAAAAAXE/5hW3e7XXblA/s320/IMG_0127.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243239441294582642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Debby. My landlord's daughter. She and her mom also came to our church dance. hee hee. I love how she can rock the knee high socks/sneakers (a common style among many of the females here).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO6fTGBLFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/KQQWRM2qM1g/s1600-h/IMG_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO6fTGBLFI/AAAAAAAAAXM/KQQWRM2qM1g/s320/IMG_0115.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243239438053616722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Debby's mom and Wesley (2nd Counselor in Bishopric) live at the dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOynfkxyuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PQHKyPasJFo/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOynfkxyuI/AAAAAAAAAUk/PQHKyPasJFo/s320/IMG_0310.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243230782749788898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traditional Market. Reading the paper until someone comes along to buy a little...duck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOynwT0SfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZSEaM1pY9aQ/s1600-h/IMG_0312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOynwT0SfI/AAAAAAAAAUs/ZSEaM1pY9aQ/s320/IMG_0312.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243230787242052082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Black or white chicken...take your pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DeNiY9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/HdmJOrNSff4/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DeNiY9I/AAAAAAAAAU8/HdmJOrNSff4/s320/IMG_0506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243232362931839954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ever heard of a....ChicKeN LumP?  Seriously...chicken lump? It's called Chinglish. Hilair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DUjnS-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/mKZY9aBv3v4/s1600-h/IMG_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DUjnS-I/AAAAAAAAAVE/mKZY9aBv3v4/s320/IMG_0508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243232360340081634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's what it looks like! They're tasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3dhW4_RI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MgsyfEYA9bA/s1600-h/IMG_1272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3dhW4_RI/AAAAAAAAAWU/MgsyfEYA9bA/s320/IMG_1272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236108987858194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fried Pork Fiber. A common condiment that you will find on almost anything.  The missionaries call it...carpet meat because it kind of does look like carpet fibers? It's not...bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOynKRfxNI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-m1VXn3BOgg/s1600-h/IMG_0267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOynKRfxNI/AAAAAAAAAUc/-m1VXn3BOgg/s320/IMG_0267.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243230777031771346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some locals took me on a ride up this "famous" mountain (BTW everything is prefixed with the word FAMOUS) that lead to tea farms and other various things. There are 36 bends (and more) that are labeled. Well as we came around bend 24 there was nothing in sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOynH8YVAI/AAAAAAAAAUU/fm0n7X4Lmzs/s1600-h/IMG_0265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOynH8YVAI/AAAAAAAAAUU/fm0n7X4Lmzs/s320/IMG_0265.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243230776406332418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;but this! This PoweR CHaiR. I was dying. It was the most random thing to see amongst the many mountain bends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOym7j_6gI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XE1JJKmKsbU/s1600-h/IMG_0260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOym7j_6gI/AAAAAAAAAUM/XE1JJKmKsbU/s320/IMG_0260.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243230773082843650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Debby driving the car. My dad let us do this sometimes on our grandpas tractors or on the freeway. Kind of a scary thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1t6hB73I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Aa0xcs3LH0I/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1t6hB73I/AAAAAAAAAVs/Aa0xcs3LH0I/s320/IMG_0676.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243234191595925362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A shortcut DOOR! who does that!? I thought it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DPxaiZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5ZtAmgNEdqk/s1600-h/IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DPxaiZI/AAAAAAAAAU0/5ZtAmgNEdqk/s320/IMG_0495.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243232359055788434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I slept in this cafe. I went to visit a different part of Taiwan and it was my friend's friend...Let's just say cool place, but glad it was only one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3ditBtnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/m047QNFfwUw/s1600-h/IMG_1478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3ditBtnI/AAAAAAAAAWc/m047QNFfwUw/s320/IMG_1478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236109349140082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this is hiliarious. Whenever the kids come out of the bathroom their pants get twisted every which way...I love big yellow underwear pulled up high...don't you! too cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3dSvlA6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/xHgsm2PsCMs/s1600-h/IMG_1126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3dSvlA6I/AAAAAAAAAWM/xHgsm2PsCMs/s320/IMG_1126.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236105064874914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When the school year ends seems like every school has a big graduation performance (Chinese and English Schools).  This was for my bushiban kid's (Chinese school graduation). On the mic-the principle. Holding the cake-her mom. The cartoon characters-who knows. RaaaaaaaanDooooooM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3dtHrnwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/6U9IH5mP6_4/s1600-h/IMG_1878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3dtHrnwI/AAAAAAAAAWk/6U9IH5mP6_4/s320/IMG_1878.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236112145293058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some NOble Grad pics (a post on this later). Monkey happiness...not. But they're cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO32wEnFMI/AAAAAAAAAW0/IWTNM9wTecI/s1600-h/IMG_1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO32wEnFMI/AAAAAAAAAW0/IWTNM9wTecI/s320/IMG_1891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236542434448578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Uh...I was going for sentimental, but Justin was going for "ahhh get me out of this ridiculous rabbit costume". Seriously I think I was dreaming about it all being over. We all wanted a break by the end of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO32yGHtfI/AAAAAAAAAW8/QRmsr-gITzo/s1600-h/IMG_1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO32yGHtfI/AAAAAAAAAW8/QRmsr-gITzo/s320/IMG_1888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236542977652210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angel the Rabbit-digging for some lunch before her performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1tmTtYdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/lNIdcliL6v8/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1tmTtYdI/AAAAAAAAAVc/lNIdcliL6v8/s320/IMG_0605.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243234186171343314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Something about the way it's written...makes all the difference in "the" sign. love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1t7H0RzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/z4UlZIsNZI8/s1600-h/IMG_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1t7H0RzI/AAAAAAAAAVk/z4UlZIsNZI8/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243234191758608178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sometimes you just want to wear your sunglasses ALL day long, even when you sleep. Nicky did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1uI_Cl7I/AAAAAAAAAV0/o4LZAmyPc4Y/s1600-h/IMG_0898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1uI_Cl7I/AAAAAAAAAV0/o4LZAmyPc4Y/s320/IMG_0898.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243234195479893938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn't realize the calendar dude had a cig in his mouth until the end of the semester. oops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1uI3RtzI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8pzPzMFrHKI/s1600-h/IMG_1002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO1uI3RtzI/AAAAAAAAAV8/8pzPzMFrHKI/s320/IMG_1002.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243234195447330610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another random comment from Jeffrey's dad. I like the use of the word "flaunted"...yes...flaunted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DmmK8GI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tWPOZXqWUXs/s1600-h/IMG_0550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DmmK8GI/AAAAAAAAAVU/tWPOZXqWUXs/s320/IMG_0550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243232365182644322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ummm awkward friend-hug-struggle kind of moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DSpYfrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/o4-_8YQHhgc/s1600-h/IMG_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO0DSpYfrI/AAAAAAAAAVM/o4-_8YQHhgc/s320/IMG_0524.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243232359827406514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Got to line up your shoes before you enter music class. A little scary how straight they're placed...and placed by the children no less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3dToH_SI/AAAAAAAAAWE/L3srLZczvjI/s1600-h/IMG_1015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMO3dToH_SI/AAAAAAAAAWE/L3srLZczvjI/s320/IMG_1015.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243236105302048034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My screen saver.  Jeffrey and Sophia lovin their snack time...ah the Good times!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-5262078105122422039?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/5262078105122422039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=5262078105122422039' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/5262078105122422039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/5262078105122422039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-randomness-in-tw.html' title='A Little RandoMnesS'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SMOw7JgpG6I/AAAAAAAAATU/bOXyymj_t60/s72-c/IMG_0078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-9206669687296786508</id><published>2008-08-17T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T07:03:43.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Room oN the 10th Floor</title><content type='html'>After you enter the building, take a ride up the elevator to the 10th floor (or if you're really ambitious take the stairs).  Walk out the elevator and you'll see my door as you slightly hang a left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfzpV6I8II/AAAAAAAAAP0/vnNbzyeNW0g/s1600-h/IMG_0732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfzpV6I8II/AAAAAAAAAP0/vnNbzyeNW0g/s320/IMG_0732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235420983422677122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;View from my front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf2C__JAFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/lh-i4oi0YlM/s1600-h/IMG_0733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf2C__JAFI/AAAAAAAAAP8/lh-i4oi0YlM/s320/IMG_0733.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235423623237926994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Take a step further in and you will get a wider view as you can see from this skewed sun faced shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf2DNldUNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/H_XpNeYoFAU/s1600-h/IMG_0718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf2DNldUNI/AAAAAAAAAQE/H_XpNeYoFAU/s320/IMG_0718.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235423626888302802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking back to the front door. My kitchen. Everyone has propane gas stoves. Yes, I get to buy a little tank every time I need gas for my stove. So far I have only had to replace it...once.  I don't cook often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf64MnAL0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/6ypytCzjtk0/s1600-h/IMG_0722.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf64MnAL0I/AAAAAAAAAQk/6ypytCzjtk0/s320/IMG_0722.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235428935205924674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Across from the lovely kitchen is the ladies room.  Rockin the plastic slippers are a must when walking upon this floor. You need them to wade through the puddle that merges next to the tub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf64TPZQOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tH7x7cpSKSs/s1600-h/IMG_0721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf64TPZQOI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/tH7x7cpSKSs/s320/IMG_0721.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235428936985952482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It took a few months before I actually put the shower curtain up. I used the same rod when I had nightwatch duty for those stinky pets (see DRAIN-O Works!). I had to defend myself it was very useful in the matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Throne at it's Best. &lt;br /&gt;Take a look to the (R) and you will see a yellow package with a napkin-like tissue in it.  This is how T.P. is done.  They do have rolls, but they're not as common.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf64DEon8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UpDFTItAyXg/s1600-h/IMG_0724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf64DEon8I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/UpDFTItAyXg/s320/IMG_0724.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235428932645855170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Don't you just LOVE the colors!    Below the sink is a drain where I put my DRAIN-O to use.  It also gets water broomed down it after every shower. Look for my trusty red broom on the (R). There's a small leak in the floor...I hope it holds up for at least one more year!  cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf2DW5KXiI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lnG9Ej5xvdU/s1600-h/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKf2DW5KXiI/AAAAAAAAAQc/lnG9Ej5xvdU/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235423629386866210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The shelves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgHRYvd3gI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mXY1oOLUEWU/s1600-h/IMG_0371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgHRYvd3gI/AAAAAAAAAR0/mXY1oOLUEWU/s320/IMG_0371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235442562098912770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is my friend Mandy (interior designer).  I asked her if she had any ideas of how I could rearrange to fit some chairs in (besides the ledge of my bed).  Check out the picnic table cloth chillin in the background. mmmmhmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgHRfzW9sI/AAAAAAAAARs/6FD0eSQ3xWE/s1600-h/IMG_0372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgHRfzW9sI/AAAAAAAAARs/6FD0eSQ3xWE/s320/IMG_0372.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235442563994285762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The only seating arrangement besides the floor.  Here are Kelly Huang (L) and Kelly Tsai (R).  If you look close, behind the girls, there is a pillow with a putrid green pillow case. Yup. When I first got here I couldn't resist getting the next best thing I could find...that was it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....And NOW....for some change.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFtQwSLuI/AAAAAAAAARE/En36e1f65-g/s1600-h/IMG_0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFtQwSLuI/AAAAAAAAARE/En36e1f65-g/s320/IMG_0707.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440841967939298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I moved the bed and got some chairs. The only original piece is the table. Underneath the table are some small bamboo stools (a common sight in homes). I made the green wall hanging which was inspired by a design from a cup and left over tissue paper from a lantern (which I converted into a light cover to tone down those darn florescent lights). I like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFtVWAPXI/AAAAAAAAARM/GD4VxXcrtVk/s1600-h/IMG_0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFtVWAPXI/AAAAAAAAARM/GD4VxXcrtVk/s320/IMG_0717.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440843199888754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My chairs face this lovely ensemble. Good times. OH the best thing is the water heater (silver dude on the L of the shelves) it is perfect to warm up your water for anything! I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFtyIUblI/AAAAAAAAARU/TpwEAyAc7SE/s1600-h/IMG_0715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFtyIUblI/AAAAAAAAARU/TpwEAyAc7SE/s320/IMG_0715.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440850927119954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My Bed got a make over too.  I love the cooler because it makes living up high in this sticky weather bareable.  I was really hesitant to move my bed by the sliding doors, but got over it and am just consistent on the roach spray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFuIpK5NI/AAAAAAAAARk/0Xhc78pByik/s1600-h/IMG_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFuIpK5NI/AAAAAAAAARk/0Xhc78pByik/s320/IMG_0714.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440856970486994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFt0L5HtI/AAAAAAAAARc/6i_XH_wCxDc/s1600-h/IMG_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgFt0L5HtI/AAAAAAAAARc/6i_XH_wCxDc/s320/IMG_0712.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235440851478978258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought I should you know...maybe get in a LIVING mag shot. Aside from it being a little dark and the tip of my desk chair it's not too... bad. Ha. p.s. where are the traps? Hint:  there are 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgeFpYA-jI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VNkckKnQn_A/s1600-h/IMG_0711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgeFpYA-jI/AAAAAAAAAS8/VNkckKnQn_A/s320/IMG_0711.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235467649172961842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is how I like it...organized with a little mixed genre of things like...a stove.  A few who know me say I should consider the whole personal assistant thing... maybe when I go into business I'll let you know eh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVro9bBAI/AAAAAAAAASs/DxmoKoPJuOA/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVro9bBAI/AAAAAAAAASs/DxmoKoPJuOA/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458406291801090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking straight ahead from the sliding glass doors.  When people say BBQ...they're refering to that little metal pan I got goin on that ledge with a little charcoal brick to go with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVrnaXL0I/AAAAAAAAASk/3t5WrN6gxGE/s1600-h/IMG_0738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVrnaXL0I/AAAAAAAAASk/3t5WrN6gxGE/s320/IMG_0738.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458405876313922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking down from the 10th floor out into the plethora of buildings. Depsite the close proximity of everything my surroundings are...interesting and it's nice to see something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVbsL1z9I/AAAAAAAAASE/mIZq0XBmXKk/s1600-h/IMG_1088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVbsL1z9I/AAAAAAAAASE/mIZq0XBmXKk/s320/IMG_1088.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458132279676882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;NO more coin op unless I need something dry in a hurry. I've only had to replace the gas tank (for bath/kitchen) once. I haven't needed warm water since... June. But by the end of September I will put it back to use. Look for more traps. Hint: there are 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVbi_JRQI/AAAAAAAAASM/aivEBjjgS5Q/s1600-h/IMG_1087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVbi_JRQI/AAAAAAAAASM/aivEBjjgS5Q/s320/IMG_1087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458129810507010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgWie5CLZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gr7bvFN_Jbs/s1600-h/IMG_0736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgWie5CLZI/AAAAAAAAAS0/gr7bvFN_Jbs/s320/IMG_0736.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235459348481846674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Looking Left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVbUBCkdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1hww2idKTE0/s1600-h/IMG_1082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVbUBCkdI/AAAAAAAAAR8/1hww2idKTE0/s320/IMG_1082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458125791924690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Ben.  It's nice to see a little life amongst concrete surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVbsJ5G1I/AAAAAAAAASU/xEzEqQyzma0/s1600-h/IMG_1084.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKgVbsJ5G1I/AAAAAAAAASU/xEzEqQyzma0/s320/IMG_1084.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235458132271504210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Today Ben brought a Misses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-9206669687296786508?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/9206669687296786508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=9206669687296786508' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/9206669687296786508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/9206669687296786508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/08/after-you-enter-building-take-ride-up.html' title='Room oN the 10th Floor'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfzpV6I8II/AAAAAAAAAP0/vnNbzyeNW0g/s72-c/IMG_0732.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-5434438258038128718</id><published>2008-08-17T00:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:34:08.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lan Tan D.C.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfa_KIVddI/AAAAAAAAANs/pEom4e7AkcI/s1600-h/IMG_0214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfa_KIVddI/AAAAAAAAANs/pEom4e7AkcI/s320/IMG_0214.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235393870427420114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lan Tan Lake is just a walk down the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfjCoLtY_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/upv4MSdoybk/s1600-h/IMG_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfjCoLtY_I/AAAAAAAAAOc/upv4MSdoybk/s320/IMG_0236.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235402726127264754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Lake is our main water resource so you never see anyone on it or in it...at least I haven't.  These were taken in January so the water level has gone down a bit in these pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKffQMx3WVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/rtXmOJdGAxU/s1600-h/IMG_0207.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKffQMx3WVI/AAAAAAAAAOM/rtXmOJdGAxU/s320/IMG_0207.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235398561242765650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little map of the lake and there is a little man_made hole behind it. Actually it's suppose to be a little cave, but it's cool. I just really liked the colors in the middle of nowhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfgu1CuRuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fW0KXbpAJzw/s1600-h/IMG_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfgu1CuRuI/AAAAAAAAAOU/fW0KXbpAJzw/s320/IMG_0227.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235400186958595810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some mosaic murals, but you can't really tell. Oh well, check out the greens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfcJj1TR0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/oNdc2UzA0gA/s1600-h/IMG_0220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfcJj1TR0I/AAAAAAAAAN0/oNdc2UzA0gA/s320/IMG_0220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235395148637226818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They just put in these new lights across the dam.  The whole area around the lake has parks and foothills. I can't really describe the beauty and adventure that lies around the lake...a little Swiss Family Robinsonish.... The lake is also next to a University and it has some beautiful buildings as well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfkQ8XMt4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/niI2SSTF5Kw/s1600-h/IMG_0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfkQ8XMt4I/AAAAAAAAAOk/niI2SSTF5Kw/s320/IMG_0211.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235404071573960578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A regular sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfkxTlV9rI/AAAAAAAAAOs/8Cp3QdZvKo4/s1600-h/IMG_0237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfkxTlV9rI/AAAAAAAAAOs/8Cp3QdZvKo4/s320/IMG_0237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235404627563116210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllLCJC0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/qjo8jipzFRQ/s1600-h/IMG_0240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllLCJC0I/AAAAAAAAAO0/qjo8jipzFRQ/s320/IMG_0240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235405518621182786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllHdasOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/q6ps9fW83Wk/s1600-h/IMG_0241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllHdasOI/AAAAAAAAAO8/q6ps9fW83Wk/s320/IMG_0241.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235405517661843682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My buildings are on the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllAYgj-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/ouLr_l7PZ5M/s1600-h/IMG_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllAYgj-I/AAAAAAAAAPE/ouLr_l7PZ5M/s320/IMG_0247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235405515762208738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A little roadside breakfast place I pass on my way to the lake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllbCJvJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/7rBcA1WuAW8/s1600-h/IMG_0250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllbCJvJI/AAAAAAAAAPM/7rBcA1WuAW8/s320/IMG_0250.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235405522916195474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hang a left before you pass this part of the street and you can find my building. However, you can see the corner store (L) that provides me with drinking water and on the other end (R) is a "Family Mart" convenient store that provides other...convenient things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllRdNI4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/2Suu3hb3dw0/s1600-h/IMG_0257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfllRdNI4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/2Suu3hb3dw0/s320/IMG_0257.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235405520345310082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pass 3 buildings that look just like this until you come to the 4th one on the left and you've got the right place. My place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfvwYhn2FI/AAAAAAAAAPs/9COTOmYnsRg/s1600-h/IMG_0258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfvwYhn2FI/AAAAAAAAAPs/9COTOmYnsRg/s320/IMG_0258.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235416706337724498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;10F-11, NO. 183 &lt;br /&gt;HSIAO-YA RD&lt;br /&gt;CHIAYI CITY, 600&lt;br /&gt;TAIWAN, R.O.C.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-5434438258038128718?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/5434438258038128718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=5434438258038128718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/5434438258038128718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/5434438258038128718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/08/lan-tan-lake-is-just-walk-down-street.html' title='Lan Tan D.C.'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfa_KIVddI/AAAAAAAAANs/pEom4e7AkcI/s72-c/IMG_0214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-739825367721311337</id><published>2008-08-17T00:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:56:22.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DRAIN-O Works!</title><content type='html'>My Stinky Pets:&lt;br /&gt;Larry and frickin Harry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfTS74YZVI/AAAAAAAAANc/xKTwqriXeh0/s1600-h/IMG_1076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfTS74YZVI/AAAAAAAAANc/xKTwqriXeh0/s320/IMG_1076.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235385414106768722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually these are the disgusting creatures that freaked me out when I first moved in.  I remember stepping into the bathroom and I saw one of these scurry across the floor. My first glance of it was from the corner of my eye and I thought it was a huge rat! But when I turned the light on...it was No Rat. ughhh. They grow big in these parts. (Although I am rather glad it wasn't really a rat either).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfU5tWb-7I/AAAAAAAAANk/h6DbcWgyJfM/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfU5tWb-7I/AAAAAAAAANk/h6DbcWgyJfM/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235387179732827058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the main reason I would not fall asleep until 3 or 4 in the morning when I first got here. I have lived with these things before in Hawaii, but it's been a long time since then and I didn't want to get used to them...again. Plus I had roomies and I didn't have to fight against them alone. Anywho...I would lay in my bed with the lights turned on, a stick in one hand, and RAID in the other.....just in case. I wasn't about to have these crawling on me in the middle of the night. After a while I got rather exhausted from the late nights and finally figured out a better approach. DRAIN-O down the pipes and in the sliding glass door, Roach TRAPS, and spraying RAID outside my doors every few days!  As a result they have kept outside and died outside! Victory!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-739825367721311337?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/739825367721311337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=739825367721311337' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/739825367721311337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/739825367721311337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/08/drain-o-works.html' title='DRAIN-O Works!'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SKfTS74YZVI/AAAAAAAAANc/xKTwqriXeh0/s72-c/IMG_1076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-1811838306416576327</id><published>2008-07-29T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T04:57:04.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ShoTs of the HaiZi</title><content type='html'>Haizi (Hi-zi [as in zit only without the t] ): Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay this has been a long time coming so. . .IT's a bit lengthy. Take your time...maybe even a few days to see what I have just posted before your eyes. I invite you to partake of the full experience. It will probably have you saying...Dude_or....not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first semester at Noble was spent with the Kangaroos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJSfH9Onp5I/AAAAAAAAANU/7y49U0boy-s/s1600-h/IMG_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJSfH9Onp5I/AAAAAAAAANU/7y49U0boy-s/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229980026327771026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KANGAROO CLASS&lt;br /&gt;Cc_w: Johnny (holding the tree), Gary II, Leo, Gary I, &lt;br /&gt;Morgan (in red), Charlene, Apple, Judy, (missing Collin)&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9Wiy5rTQI/AAAAAAAAALc/dFnU_6oAT_0/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9Wiy5rTQI/AAAAAAAAALc/dFnU_6oAT_0/s320/IMG_0113.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228492848179662082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And yes, I really had a Gary I and Gary II. I tried to use their lasts names instead, but all the kids still said I and II....hee hee. Ah we had a good time. I will try to post our Christmas 2007 skit we created (for the schooL Christmas program) in the near future...future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marlboroughjuniors.org/images/whale_cartoon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.marlboroughjuniors.org/images/whale_cartoon.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...then the next semester I got the cutest kids in all of Taiwan! I got to work with the Whale class! Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are my little WHALES. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9SspzqalI/AAAAAAAAALU/tkXk1c8S3GU/s1600-h/IMG_0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9SspzqalI/AAAAAAAAALU/tkXk1c8S3GU/s320/IMG_0555.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228488619490699858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jeffrey knows his stuff.  He can be sitting in the back row messing around, but when he sits at a table to do some serious work he brings it! He can be independent, but he's definitely a softie as he likes to cry at any little push, scratch, shove...or look!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insert from the Communication Books:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJM9ACRiPbI/AAAAAAAAALk/vInspCDSbtg/s1600-h/IMG_0982.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJM9ACRiPbI/AAAAAAAAALk/vInspCDSbtg/s320/IMG_0982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229590663126990258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh when I first read this I thought it was...wasn't real.  I thought this was so funny, but at the same time I was thinking to myself...Dude, not only do we hope Jeffrey recovers, but I hope WE recover after he passes it all on to us! Stay tuned for more Jeffrey news via Comm_books. &lt;br /&gt;Pure hilair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9PNcUGvpI/AAAAAAAAALM/Ps5RVRneR_M/s1600-h/IMG_1395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9PNcUGvpI/AAAAAAAAALM/Ps5RVRneR_M/s320/IMG_1395.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228484784757849746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jason's first show and tell moment was with a huge black and red toy gun.  Needless to say these are two paper guns he has proudly made (although here they look like chicken nuggets). But seriously look at that cute face.  Truthfully he's a little softie.  He really likes Julie and will try to be next to her any chance he gets. He will always say, "I like Julie" and smile real big after he says it. Ahhh young love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9OfcTrswI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tgLr6L4scmo/s1600-h/IMG_1220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9OfcTrswI/AAAAAAAAAK8/tgLr6L4scmo/s320/IMG_1220.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228483994482094850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alex has incredibly good manners that I don't recall ever having at his age.  He'll say, "Excuse me" at all the appropriate times and I think to myself...man you have good parents or sometimes I think...are you serious?  However, lately he has gone wild! Yup at school he can have manners and be out of control! Wooo! Hopefully I'm not rubbing off on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9OLITnWgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vRgaAyxPWho/s1600-h/IMG_1251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9OLITnWgI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vRgaAyxPWho/s320/IMG_1251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228483645515717122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;BoBo...his name says it all. He makes a lot of kids cry and so I learn how to deal. However, I love this little guy. You know how people will say, "good girl or good boy"...Well he will say, "You are good Teacher Kathy." Another heart moment happened when we sat down for lunch. He touched my arm and said, "I like your color. You are orange and we are this color". I love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9NHhAyztI/AAAAAAAAAKs/yPH6vUIOsyk/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9NHhAyztI/AAAAAAAAAKs/yPH6vUIOsyk/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228482483916558034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Evan started out shy.  Now he will dance and sing to the playing music when he thinks no one is looking. He will seriously bob his head, let his arms and feet go wild, and try to sing as he jives to the music. I love it. On another note he has no problem throwing a bit of a tantrum when he doesn't get his way.  Most of the time you can prevent all that with a little hug and then he will do whatever you say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9Lt5Dxy0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Y3z7Oga571k/s1600-h/IMG_0594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9Lt5Dxy0I/AAAAAAAAAKk/Y3z7Oga571k/s320/IMG_0594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228480944183298882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Justin is a darn hoot.  He used to have his hair permed and it made him look like...a little piece of broccoli. That's right, broccoli.  Eventually his parents got it chopped off and he no longer gets called "Brockery" by the Chinese teachers. He is the youngest of the bunch.  He is great at mimicking whatever and I mean whatever you say! For example if I say, "Jeffrey sit down" immediately you hear, "Jeffrey sit down!" then he smiles and laughs.  He's very entertaining to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9KZvYeqCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Y3HdHYPktus/s1600-h/IMG_1239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9KZvYeqCI/AAAAAAAAAKc/Y3HdHYPktus/s320/IMG_1239.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228479498476759074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leah is just a lot of fun. She has been gone to mainland China most of this semester, but her return has been a fun one. She can be stubborn (who isn't) and won't blink an eye or give a budge until you have truly given her a reason to do something she doesn't want to do...taking a star or no play time becomes her option and that usually gets her to budge. . .a little :]  She is most entertaining. After she has accomplished something she will tilt her head to the side, kind of like in this pic, and then nod her head a few times as if to confidently yet comically say, "I know, I know". I love her.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9I-rFvd9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/GpIP9VQvDG0/s1600-h/IMG_0807.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9I-rFvd9I/AAAAAAAAAKU/GpIP9VQvDG0/s320/IMG_0807.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228477933956331474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bryan is the lover of the bunch. If he does something wrong he will say, "I love you" or sometimes it will sound like "I luh you". He will put his ear to your face and put his hands around your head and say,"What did you say?" or he will just randomly stand up while I'm giving a lesson, come hug me and say, "I love you" or he'll just lay across my lap. When that happens everyone else feels like doing the same thing. Cha. That's when I get to hug them back and say, "I love you too! Now please go sit down!"  I would love to have this little guy with me forever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRmlIwVP0I/AAAAAAAAALs/kDF04W2P0yE/s1600-h/IMG_1384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRmlIwVP0I/AAAAAAAAALs/kDF04W2P0yE/s320/IMG_1384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229917855475384130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Steven is so darn cute. The Chinese teachers actually call him an "old man" because he is very slow when he does things, especially when he eats.  One of my favorite things about this little dude is his laugh.  When he laughs I just want to rewind it and play it over and over again. It makes your heart laugh when you hear him.  He can be so quiet and somber like, but  he is so aware. So when you hear him laugh it is as if he has come alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9G7FfCllI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/htn0poWGTnc/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9G7FfCllI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/htn0poWGTnc/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228475673299031634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRoKO8nVGI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CWwdA05P-WU/s1600-h/IMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRoKO8nVGI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CWwdA05P-WU/s320/IMG_0851.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229919592304301154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Angel is our very own Chinese Dora the Explorer.  She loves Dora.  She also loves to wear dresses, have her hair brushed, and look beautiful. I love how excited she gets when she has the chance to wear her little pink tutu for dance class. When she wears it she comes alive! Although we have some good times at school, she would much rather be sprawled out across the floor looking at the ceiling or finding something to laugh about. Can't blame her, I felt the exact same way when I was in school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9GizAUM_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1vg684EYUvw/s1600-h/IMG_0643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9GizAUM_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/1vg684EYUvw/s320/IMG_0643.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228475256021464050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tina is full of life! Just check this pic out!  She's very artistic.  I love how she mixes her colors when she uses her crayons or does art projects. I think it reflects a lot about her own little personality.  So fun and unique.  She is imaginative and loves to tell stories. She is also very helpful. Although she only has an older brother, she likes to play the big sister role and really helps me out with the youngins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9F7dilsjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/EO5Z_aVbokU/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9F7dilsjI/AAAAAAAAAJs/EO5Z_aVbokU/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228474580244738610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sophia is a blast.  Just look at that smile. Her smile is usually the first thing you see when she comes in the morning and the last thing you see when she leaves. Very little will get her down.  She is very independent and likes to do everything herself. She looks like a little 2 year old, but she's almost 5.  I love to pick her up and twirl her around while she squeals and laughs as if she is being tickled to death. When we took this picture she was also laughing like she was being tickled to death! She's a cutie fo sho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9Fp1CsFbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6OKHsnZ1XUo/s1600-h/IMG_0622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9Fp1CsFbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6OKHsnZ1XUo/s320/IMG_0622.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228474277315745202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Julie is a little lover and her little laugh kills me. Her laugh reminds me of all my little nieces/nephews and watching them grow. She is the cute girl Jason likes. She used to like him, but has tired of his overbearing presence hee hee. When he says, "I like Julie" she will immediatly say in a stern voice, "I don't like Jason". Shoot...It's bitter sweet. She will hold on to you forever and never let go. She will wrap her arms around my legs, look up and say "I like Teacher Kathy". Ah I love these kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9FTmeOemI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RLzcyWLzJkY/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SI9FTmeOemI/AAAAAAAAAJc/RLzcyWLzJkY/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228473895447591522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nicky is hilarious. She is so darn cute and so fun to have in class. She loves to help me and will often say, "Teacher Coffee I like help you". I love it. She also likes to talk a lot at the lunch table and will often open her mouth to show me the remnants within it left to chew.  It's a means of showing me that she is working on eating despite the fact that she is still jibber jabbing away. Gotta love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday_Bushiban (cram school)&lt;br /&gt;On Monday's I go to bushiban to teach these lovely girls. It's a nice change up after a day at Noble. I get to practice the little Chinese that I know with them because they are on a different comprehension level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRsNJmFVzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-zY-QfWc7JE/s1600-h/IMG_0739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRsNJmFVzI/AAAAAAAAAMU/-zY-QfWc7JE/s320/IMG_0739.JPG" border="0"alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229924040453740338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L-R: Joyce, Jennifer, Fanny, Joy, Amber, Joanna, Naomi, Wendy, Peggy (hiding), but you can see her in the pic below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRsNY6GFXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9nmrkbKXXNM/s1600-h/IMG_0740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRsNY6GFXI/AAAAAAAAAMc/9nmrkbKXXNM/s320/IMG_0740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229924044564206962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The dynamics go a little something like this: Peggy hates English, but I think she's warming up after lots of praise, stickers, and treats! Fanny (pink sweater) is total serious, but she's likely to know all the answers. Meanwhile Joy and Joyce bounce around the room like monkeys mimicking English/Taiwanese sounds to get the whole class laughing. But not Fanny. She is pure focused. And the others...just gossip. Ah it's a good time with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday_Bushiban&lt;br /&gt;Aside from the fact that it's Friday, spending some time with these little tykes is always an adventure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvuao6VyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/60ABq6y0IZg/s1600-h/IMG_1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvuao6VyI/AAAAAAAAAMk/60ABq6y0IZg/s320/IMG_1451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229927910499571490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James gettin' his cheese on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvukCwGBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/J1xUbtsZp8M/s1600-h/IMG_1470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvukCwGBI/AAAAAAAAAMs/J1xUbtsZp8M/s320/IMG_1470.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229927913023870994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvu6--gqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1Oxrsz8suKo/s1600-h/IMG_1471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvu6--gqI/AAAAAAAAAM0/1Oxrsz8suKo/s320/IMG_1471.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229927919182054050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James and Jay. Check out Candy in the background. . . I like what you can find in the background of a pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry chewing on some chocolate, stylin' it up with his hair (they had a school performance that day). This kid cracks me up and I just want to squeeze him. He is smart. He will be doing a word search puzzle, pretend to be looking at his school books, then look up as if he's listening and somehow he still manages to understand what's being said. Genius. Who does that? Dang he's cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvvFPYXrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5-9JDV73isE/s1600-h/IMG_1044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvvFPYXrI/AAAAAAAAAM8/5-9JDV73isE/s320/IMG_1044.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229927921935212210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and the wild adventures begin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvvXrP7PI/AAAAAAAAANE/zmZLE2OlJSk/s1600-h/IMG_1045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRvvXrP7PI/AAAAAAAAANE/zmZLE2OlJSk/s320/IMG_1045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229927926883937522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...the blue striped shorts belong to wild little Morris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The John's Family private lesson: Jessica (12), Kevin (10), Isabella (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRpuk0_nGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wa7YUeen3U0/s1600-h/IMG_1029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRpuk0_nGI/AAAAAAAAAL8/wa7YUeen3U0/s320/IMG_1029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229921316164836450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this family. They will invite me to go do fun things. I recently went with them to the Butterfly Museum at Chiayi NationaL University. It was amazingly beautiful. For those who love contrast in all things...this is a must see. NO pics were allowed, but it's etched in my memory. There was a display of  butterflies slowly turning (from the ceiling to the floor) forming a DNA helix. Incredible...and the contrast of colors was breath taking.  I loved it all so much I went back again and will definitely. . . go again. Anyways they do cool things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRp8_Qw5rI/AAAAAAAAAME/FXd0nirA4yU/s1600-h/IMG_1031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRp8_Qw5rI/AAAAAAAAAME/FXd0nirA4yU/s320/IMG_1031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229921563778803378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They made these poses on their own. It's kinda like they're the Chinese Von or Van? Trap Family...for reals.  There doesn't seem to be anything they won't do or try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRqDsryd2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/ygJSYdbpObg/s1600-h/IMG_1033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJRqDsryd2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/ygJSYdbpObg/s320/IMG_1033.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229921679050962786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahh fur cute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-1811838306416576327?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/1811838306416576327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=1811838306416576327' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/1811838306416576327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/1811838306416576327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-ki.html' title='ShoTs of the HaiZi'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SJSfH9Onp5I/AAAAAAAAANU/7y49U0boy-s/s72-c/IMG_0794.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-3147748171747482987</id><published>2008-07-18T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T08:42:02.307-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude It's MY BLOG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIDWYHiGf_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/oEUVEIKcoS0/s1600-h/cliff+jump_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIDWYHiGf_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/oEUVEIKcoS0/s320/cliff+jump_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224411277577060338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dude It's mY BloG!&lt;br /&gt;Let the tales of Laughter,&lt;br /&gt;LoVe, HilariousNess, Adventure&lt;br /&gt;and out Pourings to the Heavens above...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIMepb0pJrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zE8uU7GTXrs/s1600-h/32525357.CRW_5042_waterfall_f2point8_bw_pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIMepb0pJrI/AAAAAAAAAI0/zE8uU7GTXrs/s320/32525357.CRW_5042_waterfall_f2point8_bw_pb.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225053689871935154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...flow like the waters of the Earth.&lt;br /&gt; Let contrast in each word create beauty &lt;br /&gt;with everything it touches. &lt;br /&gt;Let not the numbness of life&lt;br /&gt;capture your soul. &lt;br /&gt;Awake in the thickness &lt;br /&gt;of wonderment...&lt;br /&gt;FEEL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIMjvutrCeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uP9iIpYIe0k/s1600-h/110833212_a910a410ff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIMjvutrCeI/AAAAAAAAAI8/uP9iIpYIe0k/s320/110833212_a910a410ff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225059295580326370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In everything you go through&lt;br /&gt;Believe in the &lt;br /&gt;Existance of Your Spirit!&lt;br /&gt;LoVe, Laugh, Play, be Free and&lt;br /&gt;LiVe!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-3147748171747482987?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/3147748171747482987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=3147748171747482987' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/3147748171747482987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/3147748171747482987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/07/dude-its-my-blog.html' title='Dude It&apos;s MY BLOG!'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIDWYHiGf_I/AAAAAAAAAIU/oEUVEIKcoS0/s72-c/cliff+jump_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6909992949134369200.post-8532983969201169707</id><published>2008-07-18T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T05:29:28.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SO LOVE ON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIDHU-qk0SI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YCXK8FpKnj4/s1600-h/2046162091_9bb17884fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIDHU-qk0SI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YCXK8FpKnj4/s320/2046162091_9bb17884fc.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224394730982658338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A wise friend once told me, "Your life is full of value. We aren't here on earth to do things that can be written in books or flashed on a screen. We are here to write in peoples hearts that God loves them. We are the pencil he writes with (I think Mother Teresea said that). You just keep being that little pencil. And don't forget to sharpen yourself now and then so you can love all that God brings into your path of influence. What a beautiful mission it is to love His children. That is the true purpose of this life. Few know that, even fewer live it. So love on."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THaNk You BEtty! Love you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6909992949134369200-8532983969201169707?l=dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/feeds/8532983969201169707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6909992949134369200&amp;postID=8532983969201169707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/8532983969201169707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6909992949134369200/posts/default/8532983969201169707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dudeitsmyblog08.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-love-on.html' title='SO LOVE ON!'/><author><name>kk Leilani</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13159408157121036638</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iGBnRAaTpqo/SIDHU-qk0SI/AAAAAAAAAHk/YCXK8FpKnj4/s72-c/2046162091_9bb17884fc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
