<?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-675254136612871035</id><updated>2011-11-19T05:16:50.211-08:00</updated><category term='Shannon'/><category term='Vista'/><category term='Wife'/><category term='Coleton'/><category term='Marriage'/><category term='Depression'/><category term='Dating'/><category term='Muse'/><category term='Steve'/><category term='Carson'/><category term='Hoppers'/><category term='Parody'/><category term='Kristen'/><category term='Scam'/><category term='NETSD'/><category term='Stupid people'/><category term='Parents'/><category term='Milk'/><category term='Bingman'/><category term='Biehler'/><category term='Daylight Savings'/><category term='Little Ky&apos;s'/><category term='Fresno'/><category term='Sean'/><category term='Kara'/><category term='American'/><category term='Nad'/><category term='Lyrics of the week'/><category term='Ellie'/><category term='Return'/><category term='Real'/><category term='Lindsey'/><category term='Biola'/><category term='Waldo'/><category term='Claire'/><category term='Faith'/><category term='Introductions'/><category term='Movies'/><category term='Hobos'/><category term='Jenn'/><category term='Leader of the Pack'/><category term='Mary'/><category term='Josh'/><title type='text'>Leader of the Pack</title><subtitle type='html'>A unique perspective on everything, literally.
(Everything should be taken with a grain of salt, a very very small grain, one so small it is considered insignificant by some)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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>65</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675254136612871035.post-3380483285667820896</id><published>2009-07-10T23:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:17:50.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh...</title><summary type='text'>It has been months since I've posted.  Honestly the best thing that can get me to post is emotion, in any form.  Could be anger, sadness, whatever.  The leading cause of posting is emotion and right now I am not sure what I am.I'm pissed, thats for sure.  A little sad, and a little vengeful.  A big problem I am finding is when people hurt the little lady that I love I am not always in a position </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3380483285667820896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3380483285667820896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3380483285667820896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3380483285667820896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2009/07/sigh.html' title='Sigh...'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-5322964778961882459</id><published>2008-09-23T10:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T10:53:25.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long time</title><summary type='text'>It's been a long while since I have sat down and taken the time to write.Right now, I am sitting in class wishing I wasn't here.  Luckily there is wifi and all we're doing is watching Romancing the stone.  I wanted to write my dear Kati a letter but it is too dark with the lights down to write legibly.I have my Visual Aesthetics class next, that should be interesting.  Turned in my demonstrating </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/5322964778961882459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=5322964778961882459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5322964778961882459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5322964778961882459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-time.html' title='Long time'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-2292268824183488382</id><published>2008-08-25T00:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T00:55:41.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgements</title><summary type='text'>There are two things right now that I could talk about.  One the fact that I am an extremely judgmental person and I hate that about myself, or God and Kati.  I feel that right now the second is too personal to share with complete strangers on the internet (if any complete strangers actually read this I would be very surprised, but the possibility still stands).A little background on why I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/2292268824183488382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=2292268824183488382' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2292268824183488382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2292268824183488382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/08/judgements.html' title='Judgements'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675254136612871035.post-3040355019024991687</id><published>2008-08-24T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:40:48.075-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NETSD'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the NETSD, Jesus paid it all</title><summary type='text'>Jesus paid it all by Elvina M. Hall, 1865 (public domain)I hear the Savior say,"Thy strength indeed is small;Child of weakness, watch and pray,Find in Me thine all in allJesus paid it all,All to him I owe;Sin had left a crimson stain,He washed it white as snow.Lord, now indeed I findThy pow'r, and Thine alone,Can change the leper's spotsAnd melt the heart of stone.And when before the throneI </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3040355019024991687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3040355019024991687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3040355019024991687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3040355019024991687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/08/lyrics-of-netsd-jesus-paid-it-all.html' title='Lyrics of the NETSD, Jesus paid it all'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3562575763068172430</id><published>2008-08-23T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:57:12.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Faith'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biola'/><title type='text'>Unexpected confidence</title><summary type='text'>It has been a big day.I received an unexpected letter from Kati and I realized something.  The passion involved with the time spent writing a letter is beautiful.  With this in mind I have decided to pursue writing to her as much as I can, often I hope.  I don't want to put a schedule on it cause I know I will fail there, but I do plan on making it a habit.Tonight's communion service in front of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3562575763068172430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3562575763068172430' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3562575763068172430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3562575763068172430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/08/it-has-been-big-day.html' title='Unexpected confidence'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675254136612871035.post-7638044052100123687</id><published>2008-08-22T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:54:07.725-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NETSD'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the NETSD, Hold fast</title><summary type='text'>Hold fast by Mercy MeTo everyone who's hurtingTo those who've had enoughTo all the undeservingThat should cover all of usPlease do not let goI promise there is hopeHold fastHelp is on the wayHold fastHe's come to save the dayWhat I've learned in my lifeOne thing greater than my strifeIs His graspSo hold fastWill this season ever pass?Can we stop this ride?Will we see the sun at last?Or could this</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/7638044052100123687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=7638044052100123687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7638044052100123687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7638044052100123687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/08/lyrics-of-netsd-hold-fast.html' title='Lyrics of the NETSD, Hold fast'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-8915674822550917545</id><published>2008-08-22T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:43:35.017-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving</title><summary type='text'>I have been so busy lately and haven't gotten around to posting anything of substance.  Sad, and I am sorry, but today I have something, and hopefully tomorrow I'll have more, etc.Today, in 2 or so hours, I leave for Biola.This has got to be one of the hardest things I have ever done and surprisingly not because I am leaving my family.One of the things I realized after taking Kati home last night</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/8915674822550917545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=8915674822550917545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8915674822550917545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8915674822550917545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/08/leaving.html' title='Leaving'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-6641537069706075681</id><published>2008-08-07T14:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T14:32:20.262-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NETSD'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the NETSD, Must have done something right</title><summary type='text'>Must have done something right by Relient KWe should get jerseysCause we make a good teamBut yours would look better than mineCause your out of my leagueAnd I know that it's so clicheTo tell you that everydayI spend with you is the new best day of my lifeAnd everyone watching usJust turns away with disgustThis jealousyThey can see that we've got it going onI can not wait for a new improved wayTo </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/6641537069706075681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=6641537069706075681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/6641537069706075681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/6641537069706075681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/08/lyrics-of-netsd-must-have-done.html' title='Lyrics of the NETSD, Must have done something right'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4793365317992684708</id><published>2008-08-06T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T18:43:33.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tickets</title><summary type='text'>Well, bad news, I got a ticket today.  One of the weirdest things ever.First off, I was in the total wrong.  The light was yellow, I thought I could make it, it turned red before I entered the intersection, I said screw it.  Next thing I see is 2 biker cops behind me.  Sigh.What pisses me off the most is I have no one to blame but myself.  I hate being pissed at myself cause I have no way of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4793365317992684708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4793365317992684708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4793365317992684708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4793365317992684708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/08/tickets.html' title='Tickets'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-6236380623618995948</id><published>2008-07-31T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T22:48:01.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friendship</title><summary type='text'>Friends are something that die hard.  They're something to cherish and love, they stick closer than a brother in hard times.But.They're also a pain in the butt.Especially when said friends do not know when to let go, or how to actually be a good friend in return.I have changed a lot in the past month.  Some things have come into perspective, my priorities have changed and to top it all off I am </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/6236380623618995948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=6236380623618995948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/6236380623618995948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/6236380623618995948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/friendship.html' title='Friendship'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4562842895089804750</id><published>2008-07-30T12:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T12:51:53.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fear</title><summary type='text'>Holy cow I have been afraid the past week.  I have a few reasons why, but last night at 2 AM I came to the realization that my fears are largely unfounded.I am afraid that I am going to lose my lady friend.  There is absolutely no evidence for this, my mind is creating these ideas, because I have found something that I never want to lose, but I know that it is a definite possibility.  Some things</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4562842895089804750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4562842895089804750' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4562842895089804750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4562842895089804750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/fear.html' title='Fear'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-2310616254585932144</id><published>2008-07-26T13:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T14:07:55.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild at heart</title><summary type='text'>I've started reading Wild at heart and at the moment I am on chapter five.I don't know what it is about this book but it really makes me want to get out and do things.  The things that every man wants to do, but maybe never does.  I want to learn to farm.  Both sides of my family have huge invested interest in agriculture.  My dad although a computer techi has worked on a farm and ranch.  It's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/2310616254585932144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=2310616254585932144' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2310616254585932144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2310616254585932144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/wild-at-heart.html' title='Wild at heart'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675254136612871035.post-5147434749909365905</id><published>2008-07-24T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T09:28:32.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NETSD'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the NETSD, Gone</title><summary type='text'>Gone by SwitchfootShe told him she'd rather fix her makeupThan try and fix what's going onBut the problem keeps on callingEven with the cellphone goneShe told him that she believes in livingBigger than she's living nowBut her world keeps spinning backwardsAnd upsidedownDon't say so long, and throw yourself wrongDon't spend today awayCuz today will soon beGone, like yesterday is gone,Like history </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/5147434749909365905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=5147434749909365905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5147434749909365905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5147434749909365905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/lyrics-of-netsd-gone.html' title='Lyrics of the NETSD, Gone'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-8967833835719965021</id><published>2008-07-23T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T19:05:58.078-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depression'/><title type='text'>Diseased</title><summary type='text'>I have a problem.Not severely life threatening, but it definitely affects me in ways I do not understand.I get depressed.  Now the first time I heard of people getting depressed regularly, or when it was first mentioned as a problem people might have that won't go away, I was skeptical.  I mean really, people who just get sad for no reason over and over without any obvious trigger?  Poppycock.But</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/8967833835719965021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=8967833835719965021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8967833835719965021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8967833835719965021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/diseased.html' title='Diseased'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-7927619085700671286</id><published>2008-07-23T16:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T01:41:24.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NETSD'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the NETSD, Hey Jude</title><summary type='text'>Hey Jude by The BeatlesHey Jude, don't make it bad.Take a sad song and make it better.Remember to let her into your heart, Then you can start to make it better.Hey Jude, don't be afraid.You were made to go out and get her.The minute you let her under your skin,Then you will begin to make it better.And anytime you feel the pain, hey Jude, refrain,Don't carry the world upon your shoulders.For well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/7927619085700671286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=7927619085700671286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7927619085700671286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7927619085700671286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/lyrics-of-netsd-hey-jude.html' title='Lyrics of the NETSD, Hey Jude'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3437826139062969457</id><published>2008-07-22T16:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T16:17:56.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NETSD'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the NETSD, Daylight</title><summary type='text'>Daylight by Remedy DriveHas everything you've counted onLeft you right here with no warningHave your dreams become invisibleWait with me dear till the morningLight will make the night burnoutHold onDaylight is comingTo break the dawnDaylight is comingThe brightest stars are falling downIs hope lost in the black skiesThe darkness must precede the dawnWait with me here till the sunriseWait, your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3437826139062969457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3437826139062969457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3437826139062969457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3437826139062969457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/lyrics-of-netsd-daylight.html' title='Lyrics of the NETSD, Daylight'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4548462882563434456</id><published>2008-07-22T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:16:54.103-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Shock value</title><summary type='text'>Muse, April 28, 2008I am a shocker.  I like to shock people.  I love to see the surprised, doomed look on people's faces when the unexpected comes.  I have a few accomplices in my war on the mundane.  Coleton sings in Calculus, Suzanna eats bugs and Spencer, well Spencer just disappears during group photos.  But what motivates us besides the immediate pained expression?Is it the joy of the moment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4548462882563434456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4548462882563434456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4548462882563434456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4548462882563434456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/shock-value.html' title='Shock value'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4318293940413842067</id><published>2008-07-22T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:08:47.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Everyday I dream</title><summary type='text'>Muse, April 28, 2008I dream.  I really do.  I can't even tell if this is a problem or not.  I just drift off, lose focus and disappear into my own reality.  It's actually pretty fun, who else can go "save (insert female here), save the world" besides Link or Hiro?Unfortunately reality does not support such fantastic dreams.  Reality is stuck, unchanging.  Kinda creates a boring world right?Hah, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4318293940413842067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4318293940413842067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4318293940413842067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4318293940413842067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/everyday-i-dream.html' title='Everyday I dream'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-7420730072283271946</id><published>2008-07-22T11:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T12:00:32.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>As the crow flies</title><summary type='text'>Muse, April 3, 2008Recently while driving to Night of the Stars the inhabitants of my Astro Van described me as lost.  Now I've driven downtown before, but I don;t know the street names or general location of anything besides the Courthouse, Chukchansi Park and the Hospital.  I find my way mostly by memory and area recognition.  I knew exactly where I was, but not where I was going.But here's </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/7420730072283271946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=7420730072283271946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7420730072283271946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7420730072283271946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/as-crow-flies.html' title='As the crow flies'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-1888531489070838966</id><published>2008-07-22T11:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:51:43.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>The end is just beginning</title><summary type='text'>Muse, April 1st, 2008Night of the Stars is over.  The awards have been doled out and the seniors actually did well for themselves with five trophies this year.  Being so involved with this year's production definitely cut down on my homework and free time, but I thought it would get easier now that it's over.Unfortunately it seems that this last big push won't end till May 23.  I would really </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/1888531489070838966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=1888531489070838966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1888531489070838966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1888531489070838966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/end-is-just-beginning.html' title='The end is just beginning'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-1069634286350133488</id><published>2008-07-22T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:40:46.050-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Movie woes</title><summary type='text'>Muse, March 20, 2008Fresno Christian has an annual tradition that really, lets just say, it forces a courageous few into a week of hell.  I would name those at fault, but I really have no idea who they are.I know that Night of the Stars was moved back a couple months to give everyone more time to work on their movie, but the reality is that it did not happen.  Every year the movies get put off </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/1069634286350133488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=1069634286350133488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1069634286350133488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1069634286350133488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/movie-woes.html' title='Movie woes'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-779111161406201809</id><published>2008-07-22T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:46:10.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Peer pressure</title><summary type='text'>Muse, March 14, 2008A lot of this post will be in response to Suzanna Quiring's post When Titanic meets As the World Turns.  The majority of her post centered around the idea that boyfriend and girlfriend relationships in high school are next to meaningless.On one hand I agree, the potential for these relationships to last through college is very slim.  Not impossible, but college does things to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/779111161406201809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=779111161406201809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/779111161406201809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/779111161406201809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/peer-pressure.html' title='Peer pressure'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-8175557318742107457</id><published>2008-07-22T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:19:44.500-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Nots</title><summary type='text'>Muse, March 12, 2008Night of the Stars is coming up and the seniors still haven't started filming.  I admit, this is somewhat my fault, but the reality is that seniors are stinking busy.No matter who I turn to for acting, everyone is busy and so I fear that we might not have a movie this year.  No, I lie, we will, but it may not be as pretty or timely as we had hoped.  If worse comes to worse we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/8175557318742107457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=8175557318742107457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8175557318742107457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8175557318742107457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/nots.html' title='Nots'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-2022514413172176858</id><published>2008-07-22T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:11:22.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Thank you teachers</title><summary type='text'>Muse, March 1o, 2008Working for The Feather has taught me many things, some unimportant, others life changing.  One of the big things I have gained sitting next to our editor-in-chief is a certain sort of empathy.  I can now say with some authority that being an English teacher is extremely difficult and the same goes for all sorts of teaching.How do you grade a paper or assignment correctly </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/2022514413172176858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=2022514413172176858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2022514413172176858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2022514413172176858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-teachers.html' title='Thank you teachers'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4606136229549277845</id><published>2008-07-22T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T11:05:43.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Muse</title><summary type='text'>During my stay on The Feather staff as Layout and Design Editor my senior year I took up a blog titled Muse.  I am going to attempt to transfer these blogs over to this blog one by one.  Maybe I'll get through all of them today.March 7, 2008BeginningsBlogging, a combination of a journal and a published work.So a little about the title and the category.  A muse is a mythological spirit/god that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4606136229549277845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4606136229549277845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4606136229549277845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4606136229549277845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/muse.html' title='Muse'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4936887738342640529</id><published>2008-07-21T20:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T21:06:44.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am tired...</title><summary type='text'>of wanting to say things to people, to hold a conversation, but not being able to because of an abundance of unwanted "eavesdroppers."Now I know in my heart that people aren't eavesdropping intentionally at least, but in my head it is impossible to find a quite crowd.  Those public places where it doesn't matter what you say because no one cares.Take for example a starbucks.  I swear more under </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4936887738342640529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4936887738342640529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4936887738342640529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4936887738342640529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am-tired.html' title='I am tired...'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-8642899057614789285</id><published>2008-07-19T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:47:44.569-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NETSD'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the nothing else to say day, A Beautiful Collision</title><summary type='text'>I think I'm going to shorten that to NETSD.Basically, instead of every wednesday having Lyrics of the Week, I am going to have lyrics of "whenever I can't think of anything better to say about my life that I haven't already said".Today is that day.With that, I proudly present Lyrics of the NETSD.  Today's song is A Beautiful Collision, by David Crowder.A Beautiful CollisionThe heart breaking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/8642899057614789285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=8642899057614789285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8642899057614789285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8642899057614789285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/lyrics-of-nothing-else-to-say-day.html' title='Lyrics of the nothing else to say day, A Beautiful Collision'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-328406795535774320</id><published>2008-07-18T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T22:16:29.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays</title><summary type='text'>Normally, I really detest my birthday.  I am not into gifts and I have no idea why this is.  I kinda think that most people see birthdays as a way to rip people off, or just get gifts.  And I don't like this.  My birthday is not a chance to get stuff from people.  I think this is the same reason I don't really like Christmas that much.But, today was one of the best birthdays I have ever had.  Not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/328406795535774320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=328406795535774320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/328406795535774320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/328406795535774320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-1295751715523593836</id><published>2008-07-18T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T03:05:54.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It is...</title><summary type='text'>3 in the morning on my birthday and I just saw The Dark Knight.Why do I get the feeling today is going to go downhill before it goes back up?Rollercoaster is an understatement.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/1295751715523593836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=1295751715523593836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1295751715523593836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1295751715523593836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-is.html' title='It is...'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-5131576352538783810</id><published>2008-07-17T15:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T15:44:46.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Change</title><summary type='text'>Nothing has changed.  Same as yesterday, I have no clue how I'm going to make it through the next week and a half, I don't understand women, I don't know what I'm supposed to do for the rest of my life, I don't know what God is trying to tell me, I don't know how I am going to pay for college and the list goes on.I am kinda sad Kati and I won't be going to see Music Man together, but more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/5131576352538783810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=5131576352538783810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5131576352538783810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5131576352538783810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/change.html' title='Change'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3541421041311208906</id><published>2008-07-16T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T17:13:48.347-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Thessalonians</title><summary type='text'>I've been reading first Thessalonians, yes the Bible *gasp*, and I don't get it.In chapter 2 Paul basically says that he was not trying to screw them over with lies and treachery.  He builds the case that his motives were pure and that he lived before God not men.  It definitely seems like he's admonishing the people who live in Thessalonica for doubting him.But in chapter 3 he says that the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3541421041311208906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3541421041311208906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3541421041311208906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3541421041311208906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-thessalonians.html' title='1 Thessalonians'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-5197576436898852061</id><published>2008-07-16T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:47:27.528-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lyrics of the week'/><title type='text'>Lyrics of the week</title><summary type='text'>It's Wednesday and with today I start a new tradition, the Lyrics of the week, which will hopefully update every Wednesday.Deliver MeDeliver me out of the sadnessDeliver me out of the madnessDeliver me courage to guide meDeliver me Your strength inside meAll of my lifeI've been in hidingWishing there was someone just like YouNow that You're hereNow that I've found youI know that You're the One to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/5197576436898852061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=5197576436898852061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5197576436898852061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5197576436898852061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/lyrics-of-week.html' title='Lyrics of the week'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-2618114738266033036</id><published>2008-07-16T15:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T15:37:49.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spanish 2</title><summary type='text'>At Biola my schedule says I have Spanish 2 every day from 8:30 to 9:20 and I can't seem to get Spanish 2 at Fresno Christian out of my mind.That was one of the worst classes I have ever taken for one reason.  My teacher was terrible.Now yes, she'd probly cry if she read this, but she had no authority in the classroom and I would be willing to tell that to her face.  There was no control, we did </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/2618114738266033036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=2618114738266033036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2618114738266033036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2618114738266033036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/spanish-2.html' title='Spanish 2'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3324206819998542283</id><published>2008-07-16T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T10:58:52.221-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><summary type='text'>I keep describing my state to people as emotionally tired.  I don't even know what this means, it just sounds painful.  Haha.I think it's a combination of riding the emotional rollercoaster of life and me depriving myself.  It's strange how easy it is to hurt myself and I'm not talking physically.  I don't understand how movie characters can sew their own wounds up.No, I'm talking forcing myself </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3324206819998542283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3324206819998542283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3324206819998542283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3324206819998542283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-2210896687500405068</id><published>2008-07-15T13:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T11:51:27.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biola classes</title><summary type='text'>So I got my schedule for my first semester at Biola.  Unfortunately I have a class every day of the week at 8:30 to 9:20.  I get the feeling I might accidently miss some of those.  Sigh.MondaySpanish 2- 8:30 to 9:20OT History and Literature- 3 to 4:15TuesdaySpanish 2- 8:30 to 9:20Art of Storytelling- 10:30 to 1:20Visual Aesthetics- 1:30 to 2:45WednesdaySpanish 2- 8:30 to 9:20First Year Seminar: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/2210896687500405068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=2210896687500405068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2210896687500405068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2210896687500405068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/biola-classes.html' title='Biola classes'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-8695659145210663914</id><published>2008-07-15T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:04:56.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arenas</title><summary type='text'>Arenas did not go very well yesterday.  Carson and I went 5-5 so I think our rating went up a little, but were still in the 1350s which is meh.  We finally did 3s with Allyourbase, which was pretty fun.  I think we went 3-7 so we lost more than we won, but it was our first time so I'm not too disappointed.I think I bring the teams down a little, because as a druid I have about 20 abilities I can </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/8695659145210663914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=8695659145210663914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8695659145210663914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8695659145210663914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/arenas.html' title='Arenas'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4513465822736954975</id><published>2008-07-14T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T21:13:54.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long day</title><summary type='text'>It's been a long day, but I made it, and I got an hour two left of stuff I wanna get done.  It's crazy how when we people make a commitment we try to find ways to rationalize breaking it.  It's even worse when the pain is self inflicted.But, we grow through pain and trials.  There is just something that need to be done, need to be thought out and need to be pursued.I wanted to play drums today </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4513465822736954975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4513465822736954975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4513465822736954975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4513465822736954975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-day.html' title='Long day'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3712999972543036186</id><published>2008-07-14T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T10:29:23.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I just don't understand why I do things, or who leads me to do them, but yesterday had to have been one of the most stress-filled, gloriously painful days I have had in a long time.God reminded me of everything yesterday, what I have left behind and what I need to relearn.  I'm basically forcing myself for 2 weeks to focus on him and not many of the other things around me.  This is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3712999972543036186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3712999972543036186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3712999972543036186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3712999972543036186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/sometimes-i-just-dont-understand-why-i.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3570903911009288691</id><published>2008-07-12T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T10:57:23.405-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laziness</title><summary type='text'>IS PURE EVIL.I really should have gone to work today, but now it's no longer worth the drive and such.  Humbugger.I don't want to say I'm lazy, but holy cow, I don't wanna go anywhere right now.  I don't know what it is, I was fine yesterday morning at 5.  Maybe that is what did it to me.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3570903911009288691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3570903911009288691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3570903911009288691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3570903911009288691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/laziness.html' title='Laziness'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3705345873055959620</id><published>2008-07-11T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T22:04:48.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Understanding</title><summary type='text'>Understanding is a confusing thing.  I don't understand what is not explained, but I can infer truth from my surroundings.  Unfortunately this only sometimes works with people.  Emotion is not something to be understood, because emotion is always changing.  It is the most unpredictable part of humanity.  Even the most logical person will fall to emotion.But what about things that transcend </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3705345873055959620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3705345873055959620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3705345873055959620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3705345873055959620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/understanding.html' title='Understanding'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-6372161431733061561</id><published>2008-07-11T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T19:31:15.596-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeff</title><summary type='text'>I recently stumbled upon youtube videos of this amazing guy named Jeff Dunham.  Holy cow, he's amazing.  Beware he cusses, but look him up.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/6372161431733061561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=6372161431733061561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/6372161431733061561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/6372161431733061561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/jeff.html' title='Jeff'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-7048371006080422380</id><published>2008-07-10T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T17:16:06.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Video</title><summary type='text'>I love movies, I love editing them, critiquing them, but (there's always that butt that just gets in the way) I hate exporting them.It never works like I think it should.  If I it in the timeline, thats how it should work.  If the quality is amazing in Final Cut, it should be amazing when I export it.  I don't understand why there are like 16 different export options for one video.  Shouldn't it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/7048371006080422380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=7048371006080422380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7048371006080422380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7048371006080422380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/video.html' title='Video'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-370540960230869994</id><published>2008-07-09T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T23:45:32.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I am...</title><summary type='text'>tired...and taking the day off because I have no ideas...deal with it...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/370540960230869994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=370540960230869994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/370540960230869994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/370540960230869994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-am.html' title='I am...'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-2872373990534568827</id><published>2008-07-08T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T11:46:39.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><summary type='text'>Time is not passing as fast as I would like.  It has been 45 hours doesn't seem so long on paper, but holy cow.  I want it to end, to be over, to rejoice again.  It is weird how poetic being vague is.  I really hope that my letter gets to it's destination on time.In other news, Backpack Steve may have something wonderful in his future.  I am not at liberty to go too far into details, but if all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/2872373990534568827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=2872373990534568827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2872373990534568827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/2872373990534568827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/time.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-748108031432692233</id><published>2008-07-07T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T16:48:53.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetry</title><summary type='text'>Poetry is an interesting thing.  Each word matters, each little detail that may seem insignificant adds or detracts from the meaning as a whole.  Very interesting medium nothing like novels.As things have gotten more strange with my life I have begun to write more poetry.  I am blessed, cursed, broke and all that jazz and it all helps me to write from emotion.  Poetry is not dry, it is written </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/748108031432692233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=748108031432692233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/748108031432692233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/748108031432692233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/poetry.html' title='Poetry'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4217055171058804430</id><published>2008-07-06T22:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:55:55.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daylight</title><summary type='text'>Daylight is coming.  On the rays of the sun it soars.  Crushing and covering all with its beautiful, life altering hue.And Remedy Drive, well they just rock.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4217055171058804430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4217055171058804430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4217055171058804430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4217055171058804430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/daylight.html' title='Daylight'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-8341450122365203077</id><published>2008-07-06T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T14:07:06.891-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangs</title><summary type='text'>I feel it, deep inside, and it's something I have never felt before.  I don't know how to say it, but the pangs are tangible.  It's like I've lost a piece of myself that only will come back sometime other than now.  How emotionally crappy this is.I think that in the next months I will begin to understand, but I am not sure.  I've never been in this place before.  This serene glade.  I like it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/8341450122365203077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=8341450122365203077' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8341450122365203077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8341450122365203077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/pangs.html' title='Pangs'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-1960304736344565036</id><published>2008-07-04T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T12:09:24.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof</title><summary type='text'>More poetry...titled ProofI sit alonein this cold dark worlda kind of myselfwonderingand contemplatingthe inevitable fallof my mind to insanityoh people say I come so closeand I see things so far awaybut who can truly knowif the mind is in control at allfor when I seethe majesty of natureand the beauty that sits next to mewhere can I find refugefrom the indisputablefact thatI liveand yet I am not</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/1960304736344565036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=1960304736344565036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1960304736344565036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1960304736344565036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/proof.html' title='Proof'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-1332733955576508931</id><published>2008-07-03T21:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T21:10:44.334-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Undead</title><summary type='text'>A poem I wrote a few years back about Undead...titled...Undead.People say that undead don't existbut I say differentEveryone I talk to says I'm crazythat undead are just scary monsters made up for cruel jokes and to get your kids to go to bedThey say in their stand off superior way that the living dead are a liebut as I walk through my school I see the truthThe undead are everywherelooking back </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/1332733955576508931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=1332733955576508931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1332733955576508931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1332733955576508931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/undead.html' title='Undead'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-1809041069709999878</id><published>2008-07-03T17:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T17:12:53.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Molly</title><summary type='text'>I am sorry, but I must bid you a heartfelt farewell.  I love you very much, but circumstances pull us apart yet again.  During my journey I shall write, I promise, but do not fear if I am not heard from for many weeks.  No matter where I am my heart will be thinking of you, and wishing it was closer.  No matter what perils I come upon I will strive to return to your side, such that the pain of my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/1809041069709999878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=1809041069709999878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1809041069709999878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1809041069709999878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/dearest-molly.html' title='Dearest Molly'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4341968252597812975</id><published>2008-07-03T01:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T01:45:32.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations</title><summary type='text'>I think that I need to learn to have no expectations.  It will make life easier for everyone, but mostly me.  No expectations lowers the bar so much that anyone can jump over it, even donkeys with no knees.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4341968252597812975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4341968252597812975' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4341968252597812975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4341968252597812975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/07/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-914492306860900386</id><published>2008-06-30T10:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T11:18:34.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future employment</title><summary type='text'>Randomly today while looking at an amazing art site, Sons of the Storm, I came across a link to the Blizzard employee hiring page.  My first reaction was holy crap.Why, I thought to myself, would Blizzard, a huge gaming company, need to hire so many people, there are like 25 job listings there?  After browsing through them I came to the realization that Blizzard isn't going to hire anyone, which </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/914492306860900386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=914492306860900386' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/914492306860900386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/914492306860900386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/06/future-employment.html' title='Future employment'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3510025630417369716</id><published>2008-06-27T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T14:23:57.422-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contrastic</title><summary type='text'>ContrasticAdjective1. Extremely contrasting, giving new light to an idea, situation, belief, etc.Noun1. A metal band that broke up in 2002.Yes, it's a word I swear.  You know, like bombastic.  And I've never heard the band before, so I can't recommend them on good conscience.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3510025630417369716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3510025630417369716' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3510025630417369716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3510025630417369716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/06/contrastic.html' title='Contrastic'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-675254136612871035.post-7713289238964860131</id><published>2008-06-26T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T18:52:35.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><summary type='text'>Today has been pretty meh.  I hate work, and my jaw is sore from pool basketball, which is weird cause I don't remembering getting hit in the face.  These are the reasons I did not post till now, and the reality is I don't really have much to say, it's weird.I stinking love matt and his videos.  He's also a really cool guy, so go watch his videos and shoot him an email.  Unfortunately even though</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/7713289238964860131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=7713289238964860131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7713289238964860131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7713289238964860131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/06/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-5913602311418411654</id><published>2008-06-25T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:04:25.686-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dating'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Little Ky&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Relations</title><summary type='text'>At first, with the title I was going to talk about public relations and how California is basically the most socially diverse segregated state in the US, but then I decided to save that thought for later.  Instead I'm going to explore some of my ideas about dating.Just a moment of truth, I have never dated anyone outside of a school event so I am not speaking much from personal experience, more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/5913602311418411654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=5913602311418411654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5913602311418411654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5913602311418411654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/06/relations.html' title='Relations'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-5087384089400457202</id><published>2008-06-24T12:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T12:32:50.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcomics</title><summary type='text'>I am an addict.  I admit it, I love webcomics.  They are everything entertaining; funny, dramatic, colorful, artistic, moving.  Through my reading of comics I have found that the best comics have great characters.  It is these characters that drive the world, storyline and humor.In a recent development I along with the great Nad have decided to begin a webcomic.  He will artist and I will author.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/5087384089400457202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=5087384089400457202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5087384089400457202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/5087384089400457202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/06/webcomics.html' title='Webcomics'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-962537304533773379</id><published>2008-06-23T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T14:39:38.378-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Return'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Leader of the Pack'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vista'/><title type='text'>Dear</title><summary type='text'>Dear imaginary readers, yes your imaginary...mostly becaust I haven't bothered/remembered to post in over two months and therefore I can safely assume that you gave up reading long ago, I have returned.My first order of business as newly appointed head of blogging for Leader of the Pack is to apologize for my lack of posting, hopefully I shall be able to create a rhythm and post quite </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/962537304533773379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=962537304533773379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/962537304533773379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/962537304533773379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/06/dear.html' title='Dear'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-4812328176047110042</id><published>2008-03-19T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:52:49.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have not...</title><summary type='text'>I have not posted in FOREVER!!!and I'm not really ashamed because things of great importance have come up.  Particularly because THIS stinking movie is taking all my time.  I'm also not complaining, I love our class and this movie, BUT COME ON!!!ANSWER YOUR DANG PHONES!!!  End capslock.I mean really, I need to contact like 20 people every day and if one of them randomly doesn't get my message and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/4812328176047110042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=4812328176047110042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4812328176047110042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/4812328176047110042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-have-not.html' title='I have not...'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-1813757012212988380</id><published>2008-03-11T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T22:54:23.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fresno'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobos'/><title type='text'>More movie goodness</title><summary type='text'>So, I had an amazing topic in mind at 7 this morning, but...well...time passed and my mind moved on and I lost it.  I'm sorry that my priorities are not in the right place.  My faithful few readers...meh...I kid no one...no body reads this thing, but I am getting off the point, topic, thing, I lost this amazing subject that I was so willing to talk about earlier and I am reduced to this.Rubbish I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/1813757012212988380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=1813757012212988380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1813757012212988380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/1813757012212988380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/03/more-movie-goodness.html' title='More movie goodness'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3990162369833054238</id><published>2008-03-10T21:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:42:44.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stupid people'/><title type='text'>Stupid people</title><summary type='text'>In my other blog I talked about how to deal with ignorance.  Really it's all about stupid people.I don't like being stupid.  Now, the reality is that I really am not stupid, but that does not mean that I can't seems stupid or come across as an idiot when I am misinformed.  I am a very factual person so when the facts and logic fail me I resort to, well, I have nothing left to resort to so I lie </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3990162369833054238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3990162369833054238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3990162369833054238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3990162369833054238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/03/stupid-people.html' title='Stupid people'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-8927633703125939752</id><published>2008-03-08T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T23:00:38.393-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Waldo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parody'/><title type='text'>Waldo</title><summary type='text'>You remember those awesome books?  Where's Waldo?  Well, I found something better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/8927633703125939752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=8927633703125939752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8927633703125939752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8927633703125939752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/03/waldo.html' title='Waldo'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-7104451561379683916</id><published>2008-03-08T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T22:57:45.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Real'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daylight Savings'/><title type='text'>Daylight</title><summary type='text'>So it's 10:30 right now, and tomorrow is daylight savings.  It really should be called daylight losings.  Who invented this crap thing?  Oh well.  That's my lame excuse for not having a post today, hopefully tomorrow I'll have something real.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/7104451561379683916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=7104451561379683916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7104451561379683916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/7104451561379683916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-its-1030-right-now-and-tomorrow-is.html' title='Daylight'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-6418870239677016368</id><published>2008-03-07T19:35:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T22:28:04.031-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American'/><title type='text'>May...</title><summary type='text'>May is going to rock so hard!!! Holy cow I am psyched.  Now, I was gonna talk about milk, but I saw this little goodie a little bit ago.  AWESOME!!!  I mean...KABOOM!!!  sigh...it's so beautiful. AND...then there is this!  I can not wait for May.Movies are amazing, I love them so much.  They are a crazy mix of story telling, acting, entertainment and hilarity.  This is one of the reasons I want </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/6418870239677016368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=6418870239677016368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/6418870239677016368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/6418870239677016368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/03/may.html' title='May...'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-8509690668914037027</id><published>2008-03-06T21:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T22:27:59.119-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biehler'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bingman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coleton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introductions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kristen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jenn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kara'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carson'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ellie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lindsey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Steve'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shannon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hoppers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Claire'/><title type='text'>Introductions</title><summary type='text'>This is not a "normal" post.  Please bear with the author. It's the beginning of the end for some and the end of the beginning for others.  I think this is how I will categorize the majority of the people I'm going to talk about or type about in this first introductory  post. The question is who to start with, because in describing others I will be able to more accurately describe myself. By </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/8509690668914037027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=8509690668914037027' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8509690668914037027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/8509690668914037027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2008/03/introductions.html' title='Introductions'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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-675254136612871035.post-3907249866074968311</id><published>2007-07-22T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T17:17:38.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The future...</title><summary type='text'>This blog may be up in the future...but at this time I don't have the drive or ideas to daily post and keep this site up...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/feeds/3907249866074968311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=675254136612871035&amp;postID=3907249866074968311' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3907249866074968311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/675254136612871035/posts/default/3907249866074968311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kyanr.blogspot.com/2007/07/future.html' title='The future...'/><author><name>Kyanr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18169712435518821613</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>
