<?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-2296572531235810847</id><updated>2011-07-07T14:17:01.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marc Kim's Blog Lawl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-2938329520798638181</id><published>2009-12-21T03:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:08:53.029-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Older Guys</title><content type='html'>I get it ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Older guys attract you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But like...why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that they are older, what exactly attracts you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they have a good job?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they're in college!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh they're desperate enough to date someone 4+ years younger than them (college guys) :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just...I have a buddy in Colorado and she always dates older guys ever since we were in high school, like I'm talking 21 year olds when she was 17...it's like...uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls say it's cause guys that are older are more mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um...maybe it's just their personality? Ever think of that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, most guys that are older are more mature and more gentleman-ly, but that doesn't mean all us guys the same age are immature...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I'm immature but I know many guys older than me that are super immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at all the guys that live for themselves: they go clubbing, drive fast cars, get bitches, etc. But that's not maturity to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maturity is looking for something to settle with. These guys sound like they are just going wild and free and not looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This also leads to why I'm so impressed with younger people (younger than me even) that aren't wild and free, they know what they want and they're working for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To talk about the former, these guys have good jobs, sure. They're students, sure. But they only do it for $ to go clubbing, drive fast cars, and get bitches. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exaggerating (as I always do).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just...tired of girls around my age always looking for older guys. It's just plain creepy at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hail! Hail! to the girls dating guys younger than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is one of them :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-2938329520798638181?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/2938329520798638181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/12/older-guys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/2938329520798638181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/2938329520798638181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/12/older-guys.html' title='Older Guys'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-8256163088154825163</id><published>2009-12-13T15:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T15:11:34.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to SCREAM.</title><content type='html'>FIRST you say I ignore you and don't call you to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN when I try to hang out you say "oohhh finals I can't hang out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY I see you eating with people that I'm cool with...and you don't even THINK to call me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks a FUCKING lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK FINALS. FUCK SCHOOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-8256163088154825163?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/8256163088154825163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to-scream.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/8256163088154825163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/8256163088154825163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-want-to-scream.html' title='I want to SCREAM.'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-5016706993242906127</id><published>2009-11-22T14:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T14:14:20.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To a certain AWESOME Korean girl</title><content type='html'>We will miss you so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you told me where you're applying to for grad school I was like "aww, no NorCal colleges..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's okay! We shall meet again, and I KNOW you'll visit us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silver Trembling Hands! You are so epic for that, and I hope you stay super cool as you are now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-5016706993242906127?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/5016706993242906127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-certain-awesome-korean-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/5016706993242906127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/5016706993242906127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-certain-awesome-korean-girl.html' title='To a certain AWESOME Korean girl'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-7463808556893771525</id><published>2009-11-18T19:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:52:54.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocence</title><content type='html'>Innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does it entail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's been bothering me lately is sexual innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a virgin, I've never had sexual intercourse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This does relate to my "people are too loose with sex" post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But innocence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is sexual innocence lost so easily?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is American culture so filled with sexual sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So filled with sexual desire, lust, flesh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friend, but she told me how she "did stuff with that guy when they had a thing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my other friend, but she told me how "her last bf just always wanted to &amp;%#$"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...why are we so lax about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't realize it's for babies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex = Child/Children&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, God made it feel good, but we take that too lightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just...frustrated that people are so lax about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STOP BEING LAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-7463808556893771525?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/7463808556893771525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/innocence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/7463808556893771525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/7463808556893771525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/innocence.html' title='Innocence'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-7375451343853250775</id><published>2009-11-11T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T01:29:20.409-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Flaming Lips</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="430" height="275" id="delve_playerf41db15d64b449eaa0064d5529d83f23334260o" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://assets.delvenetworks.com/player/loader.swf"/&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="window"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"/&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"/&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="mediaId=a3aea9d24c6347d0846e1978558a1ac0&amp;amp;channelId=3d9c08cf2e5041249197901b6c2accfd&amp;amp;playerForm=88a26316a62d4655a806dda0da4e95ca&amp;amp;autoplayNextClip=true"/&gt;&lt;embed src="http://assets.delvenetworks.com/player/loader.swf" name="delve_playerf41db15d64b449eaa0064d5529d83f23334260e" wmode="window" width="430" height="275" allowScriptAccess="always" allowFullScreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.adobe.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="mediaId=a3aea9d24c6347d0846e1978558a1ac0&amp;amp;channelId=3d9c08cf2e5041249197901b6c2accfd&amp;amp;playerForm=88a26316a62d4655a806dda0da4e95ca&amp;amp;autoplayNextClip=true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was like that, except Eunice and I were in the 5th row(ish) and everyone was chanting along (aka more epic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-7375451343853250775?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/7375451343853250775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/flaming-lips.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/7375451343853250775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/7375451343853250775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/flaming-lips.html' title='The Flaming Lips'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-5800796261674818902</id><published>2009-11-04T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:01:14.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ambiguous</title><content type='html'>Being in a fellowship isn't an ambiguous option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifically, you're in a Christian fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a fun fellowship,&lt;br /&gt;not a hangout fellowship,&lt;br /&gt;not a sports fellowship,&lt;br /&gt;not a club fellowship,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a CHRISTian fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, say you've never played Hockey before in your life, never watched a Hockey game, and have no interest in Hockey WHY OH WHY would you join a Hockey Club!? YOU WOULDN'T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be in it for it, itself.&lt;br /&gt;God isn't ambiguous.&lt;br /&gt;He isn't saying "oh whatevers, you can chill with us even if you don't care about who I am, what I've done for your life, my sacrifice and all, just come chill with us, whatever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD IS NOT WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKE UP, PEOPLE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-5800796261674818902?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/5800796261674818902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/ambiguous.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/5800796261674818902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/5800796261674818902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/ambiguous.html' title='Ambiguous'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-8600125047161724468</id><published>2009-11-03T09:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T09:47:55.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Realized</title><content type='html'>I take a lot of people's quips too seriously...I get butthurt by them, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a pansy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-8600125047161724468?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/8600125047161724468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-realized.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/8600125047161724468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/8600125047161724468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-realized.html' title='I Realized'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-3285538065898972325</id><published>2009-10-31T04:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T04:21:51.966-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Also:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disrespectful - doesn't listen when I say something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always saying "I told you so"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if I talk to her she'll just say "stop being a bitch. shut up." (acting childish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE SHOULD KNOW I'M SENSITIVE. FUCKING SHIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-3285538065898972325?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/3285538065898972325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/also-disrespectful-doesnt-listen-when-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/3285538065898972325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/3285538065898972325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/also-disrespectful-doesnt-listen-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-5011136462678457936</id><published>2009-10-31T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:43:43.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chances</title><content type='html'>I always give people the benefit of the doubt...and if I don't it's for good reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when someone abuses this and doesn't even realize it, it can get to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't think she realizes how hard it is to not be rude to her back. She doesn't even REALIZE how inconsiderate she can be...and it pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish she had more empathy, but this isn't how she is, she doesn't seem like she's built to care about other people as much as she cares about herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To not even listen to what people say, to always have the "I told you so" mentality, to always prove people wrong and not even let them have a conversation...it's just...mind-blowing. It also pisses me off to no end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a point where I had no more chances. But I gave her another one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I think it might be time to take that one back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-5011136462678457936?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/5011136462678457936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/chances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/5011136462678457936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/5011136462678457936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/chances.html' title='Chances'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-2584121745733613070</id><published>2009-10-31T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:37:29.675-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Koinonia</title><content type='html'>So today I went to Koinonia's Bible Study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT was MASSIVE. Like hundreds. Jeez louise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a huge fellowship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see Kelly too! Haven't seen her in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor's message was Matthew 20:1-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot woot such a great speaker, I saw him at Grace Point last Sunday toooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today he basically spoke to me on the topic of levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People aren't better than others, there's no such thing as better, because in God's eyes we are all the same, his children. He loves us all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone knew this super amazing fact about Him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-2584121745733613070?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/2584121745733613070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/koinonia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/2584121745733613070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/2584121745733613070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/koinonia.html' title='Koinonia'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-4061507102698517925</id><published>2009-10-28T02:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T02:18:16.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG STEVE AOKI TMRW</title><content type='html'>I AM SO EXCITED. 5PM LOWER SPROUL ZOMGZOMGZOMG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-4061507102698517925?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/4061507102698517925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/omfg-steve-aoki-tmrw.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/4061507102698517925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/4061507102698517925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/omfg-steve-aoki-tmrw.html' title='OMFG STEVE AOKI TMRW'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-6089712099585038133</id><published>2009-10-25T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T18:10:47.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Night / Confucius</title><content type='html'>Wow I was mad last night...it's incredible what "sleeping on it" can do for me.&lt;br /&gt;It seriously does work for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even makes me less angry about the situation in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the type to get the anger out now, and not hold it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottling up anger is so bad...for me. I used to do it a lot, then explode on people randomly. It was bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather annoy people for a short period of time a lot, then to bother them constantly over a longer period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confucius was a beast, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Translated many texts, he was sort of like Van Gogh, no one liked his stuff until after he died :P (not exactly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing my book says about Confucius is that he was quick to say he might be wrong, and would always be prepared if he made a mistake to admit that he did make a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is humility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-6089712099585038133?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/6089712099585038133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-night-confucius.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/6089712099585038133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/6089712099585038133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/last-night-confucius.html' title='Last Night / Confucius'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-2438420540979378481</id><published>2009-10-25T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:07:23.195-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoying a Friend</title><content type='html'>I felt like I annoyed all three of my close female friends I saw today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In different ways of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most important was Zoe, cause she made a point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I do is complain about him to her, and she made a good point "just stop hanging out with him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He hangs out with us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't like hanging out with him. Always trying to prove people wrong, judge people, be a Jew with money, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're so damn smart go invent something, go be someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We on the other hand are still sorting out our lives, so please don't get in our ways with your snide, stupid comments.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-2438420540979378481?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/2438420540979378481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/annoying-friend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/2438420540979378481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/2438420540979378481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/annoying-friend.html' title='Annoying a Friend'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-6714967354011766067</id><published>2009-10-23T02:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T02:53:50.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flirting</title><content type='html'>What is flirting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flirt: playful behavior intended to arouse sexual interest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a limit to when you're being too nice to someone, this is flirting. When you're putting yourself out there just to be the center of attention is also flirting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...I really can't stand people that are flirty that don't even realize it. &lt;u&gt;AROUSE. SEXUAL. INTEREST.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's serious stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be taken lightly, y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I admit I can flirt but I need to not flirt...seriously need to not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect women so much some call me a Feminist, so I feel sometimes flirting with them is not respecting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are times when women can't draw the line between being considerate and flirty when in a group setting or when hanging out with someone of the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-6714967354011766067?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/6714967354011766067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/flirting.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/6714967354011766067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/6714967354011766067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/flirting.html' title='Flirting'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-1129094962118183039</id><published>2009-10-22T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T11:03:29.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiration</title><content type='html'>I really really really admire Max and Eugene's blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like them a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are quite eloquent. I am not a boss at eloquency. (That was not even a word, fail)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-1129094962118183039?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/1129094962118183039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/admiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/1129094962118183039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/1129094962118183039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/admiration.html' title='Admiration'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2296572531235810847.post-882270707086905253</id><published>2009-10-22T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T10:59:39.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So...</title><content type='html'>Although I have a Xanga too (that I never update lawl) I shall be using this too. 'Cause I like how clean Blogger is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2296572531235810847-882270707086905253?l=chorean.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/feeds/882270707086905253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/so.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/882270707086905253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2296572531235810847/posts/default/882270707086905253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chorean.blogspot.com/2009/10/so.html' title='So...'/><author><name>chorean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14413337018890661715</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
