<?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-3496156516939783005</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:53:49.400-07:00</updated><category term='twilight'/><category term='daffodil parade'/><category term='anime'/><category term='cake decorating'/><category term='manga'/><category term='cyclists'/><category term='deviantart'/><category term='web design'/><category term='scifi'/><title type='text'>Stuff and Things</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-2674644667604570956</id><published>2008-12-11T22:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:50:22.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I forgot!</title><content type='html'>I am pretty much in love with Link and Sirius Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am soooo falling back into my escapism habits.  I dunno if I'm depressed or what, but everyday life isn't making me happy anymore.  I blame the weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to go play Zelda now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-2674644667604570956?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/2674644667604570956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=2674644667604570956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2674644667604570956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2674644667604570956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-forgot.html' title='I forgot!'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-7156005109641254963</id><published>2008-12-07T22:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T22:56:41.274-08:00</updated><title type='text'>16 WILDANDCRAZY Things</title><content type='html'>These are going to not be very original.  Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the thing that if I tagged you, now you have to post a note with 16 random things about yourself. Or don't, but then you'll be totally un-fun and lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Every time I watch a Harry Potter movie, I can't help but complain about things they got wrong and compliment good original stuff they came up with.  This (I'm sure) makes watching HP movies with me not very fun.  The 5th one was pretty much perfect all-around, just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  I LOVE mod fashion, but I don't have the Twiggy body or the money, so I really only have a couple outfits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  I love Welsh Corgis and they are all my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  My other best friend is a Rachel Ann and she really wants me to get married so we can go on double dates instead of her husband getting left out of things (or us doing stuff and not spending money).  I'm not sure that's the only reason though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  I think dark days are pretty, but they make me moody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  I think I'd love coffee if I ever tried it.  Even though I know it tastes nasty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  I love coming up with ideas for and giving people presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  I love roller coasters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.  Relationships don't tend to go well for me. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  I can't stand gore or the sounds of bodies breaking.  And I hate guns.  I'd make a lousy soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.  But swords are really cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.  I get (too) excited when I find out something new about Japan, or if I meet someone from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.  I read alot, but I don't really read anything that broadens my mind, so I don't know if it counts.  I kind of only read young adult fantasy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.  IM GOING TO HAVE A NIECE :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.  I consider myself a tomboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.  If I was to get cancer, and I was going to die for sure, I'd have someone write a letter to Alton Brown asking him to make me that apple pie that he made on that one episode of Good Eats so I could try it.  I don't think he'd make me an apple pie otherwise, he's too famous and busy.  What with the grape juice commercials now and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna tag anyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-7156005109641254963?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/7156005109641254963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=7156005109641254963' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/7156005109641254963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/7156005109641254963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/12/16-wildandcrazy-things.html' title='16 WILDANDCRAZY Things'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-2829340812954299397</id><published>2008-12-05T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T13:12:48.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coldplay Plagiarized?</title><content type='html'>Oh no!  One of my favorite songs of all time may possibly be plagiarized work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;     "Grammy nominees Coldplay have been sued by rock guitarist Joe Satriani, who claims the      band's song Viva La Vida uses one of his riffs." (View the article &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/entertainment/7766683.stm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to the supposed original song, and while it sounds similar, it's.. not much the same.  It's only a little bit that is the same.  And Coldplay's song is so much more amazing.  Blegh.  I don't like this type of music.  Listen to it &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Joe+Satriani/_/If+I+Could+Fly"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Coldplay's Viva la Vida &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Coldplay/_/Viva+la+Vida"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?  Do you care that they may have stolen a bit of music?  (I think it likely they came up with it on their own without knowing someone else already did, and this guy is trying to cash in; considering they're so famous.  But that's just me.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-2829340812954299397?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/2829340812954299397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=2829340812954299397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2829340812954299397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2829340812954299397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/12/coldplay-plagiarized.html' title='Coldplay Plagiarized?'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-2485395388056388106</id><published>2008-11-30T23:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T23:05:33.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting Number this one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STOMRuNnD5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/bJhSqiK9nmY/s1600-h/multimedia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STOMRuNnD5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/bJhSqiK9nmY/s400/multimedia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274713824671764370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multimedia to me means: painting something awesome and then unenthusiastically gluing beads and foil bits on it.  Oh, and smearing sparkly chapstick on the light.  This is sure to get me an A!!  *Sigh.*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-2485395388056388106?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/2485395388056388106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=2485395388056388106' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2485395388056388106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2485395388056388106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/11/painting-number-this-one.html' title='Painting Number this one.'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STOMRuNnD5I/AAAAAAAAAPI/bJhSqiK9nmY/s72-c/multimedia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-7791345064889485695</id><published>2008-11-28T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T14:22:02.972-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Risa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBq8WfXgFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4R9wEZzCG-k/s1600-h/meandrisacolor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBq8WfXgFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4R9wEZzCG-k/s400/meandrisacolor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273832748712689746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my painting class, I made friends with a girl from Japan!  She's really fun and really cute.  We like to hang out and kind of share cultures I guess you could say.  SO I WILL SHOW PICTURES OF ADVENTURES. &lt;3  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBqNxtfHjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qO4GKp8ESro/s1600-h/DSC03128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBqNxtfHjI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/qO4GKp8ESro/s400/DSC03128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273831948565814834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is me and Risa's roommate Yuko! She's really nice too! She speaks really good English, so we can sort of communicate better. We're showing off our new socks that Risa gave us. Her mom sent them over from Japan to give to her friends. Aren't they cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBtx9t5ykI/AAAAAAAAAPA/nVxhXt6V5VE/s1600-h/yumyum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBtx9t5ykI/AAAAAAAAAPA/nVxhXt6V5VE/s400/yumyum.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273835868798962242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made this together!  I unfortunately don't remember what it's called.. but it was a kind of.. sweet-red-bean-sticky-soup-with-rice-squishies-in-it.  I was really yummy, but it was so different and new I wasn't able to eat much of it.  I keep craving it now though.  (Isn't it weird that that happens?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBrd7PsIhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2F3VtQBquHk/s1600-h/IMG_6340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBrd7PsIhI/AAAAAAAAAOg/2F3VtQBquHk/s400/IMG_6340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273833325514727954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this is Risa's self-portrait from the assignment we had in class.  Isn't it awesome?  She is a really good painter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBsC9RFd-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/39QT1lRBQz8/s1600-h/DSC03366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBsC9RFd-I/AAAAAAAAAOo/39QT1lRBQz8/s400/DSC03366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273833961712613346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A different dayt I made her (for an after-school.. snack.  for lack of a better-term) an american breakfast!  Toast with homemade raspberry jam, hash browns, and a fried egg.  It was yummy, if I may say so myself.  She liked it too, but she seems to like everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBsqsUudHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vIYfMywZf-I/s1600-h/Picture+331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBsqsUudHI/AAAAAAAAAOw/vIYfMywZf-I/s400/Picture+331.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273834644359246962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also played with my webcam, which was pretty much the funniest thing ever.  Sometimes quiet people can be really hilarious, it's so surprising!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-7791345064889485695?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/7791345064889485695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=7791345064889485695' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/7791345064889485695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/7791345064889485695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/11/risa.html' title='Risa!'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/STBq8WfXgFI/AAAAAAAAAOY/4R9wEZzCG-k/s72-c/meandrisacolor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-3958618431646765926</id><published>2008-11-28T13:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T13:53:10.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends come and go.</title><content type='html'>OH THE MELANCHOLY OF LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it has happened again.  Ditched by another boy.  This one doesn't really count though, because I didn't really "go" after him.  I'd learned my lesson lol.  He tried me on for size and then apparently moved on to someone else.  A strawberry blonde flirty peppy someone who has a lame sense of humor and doesn't want to make new friends.  *Shakefist*  She's in my institute class, and she ignores a lot of people there.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, she reminds me alot of a certain HUGE family back in the Puyallup stake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm just spouting bitterness now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then a.. well.  Used-to-be close friend is a close friend no longer.  It's been over a year since we've really been able to connect.  From her behavior it's as if she hates me now (when I've done nothing) so I'm just letting go.  Why be around people who just want to abuse you and bring you down with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what though?  I feel good.  I love my family.  I have other friends and aquaintances, and I'm having fun.  Life moves on, and you meet new people.  I think I'm also learning how to deal with this stuff.  It doesn't hit me nearly as hard as it used to.  When I found out about that guy, I was mad for about fifteen minutes and then I didn't really care anymore.  The big test is to see them together, but whatever.  It will probably sting.. but I'll be okay-dokay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-3958618431646765926?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/3958618431646765926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=3958618431646765926' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/3958618431646765926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/3958618431646765926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/11/friends-come-and-go.html' title='Friends come and go.'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-8185740211434625010</id><published>2008-11-23T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T11:43:59.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two things</title><content type='html'>My FAVORITE blog of all time got murdered!!  By hacking?  I am so sad. D:  &lt;a href="http://myglobofblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mary, come back to us someday!!&lt;/a&gt;  You're hilarious!  We need you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a much lighter and happier note, Twilight is already getting a movie sequel, YES.  I am SO excited to see the werewolves!  Second-favorite book, here we come. &gt;:D  New Moooooooon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-8185740211434625010?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/8185740211434625010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=8185740211434625010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/8185740211434625010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/8185740211434625010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/11/two-things.html' title='Two things'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-6790988743393565683</id><published>2008-11-21T20:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:58:50.958-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSePWIcximI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Oi70ydsbwpQ/s1600-h/twilight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSePWIcximI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Oi70ydsbwpQ/s200/twilight.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271339499248519778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Twilight.  I saw it.  I loved it!  I did.  I loved it.  I loved the scenery, I loved the actors, I loved the twists they put on the story.  I loved how Bella is now nice, Edward is unintentionally hilarious, and Victoria is no longer flat as a character.  I love how they made the humans actually fun and not dull in comparison to the vampires.  I loved Charlie, he stole every scene and he was so funny.  I loved Jacob and Alice and Jasper.  I loved how Jessica presented him as "The one who always looks like he's in pain", and he DID always look like he was in pain.  I loved the sparkliness in the sunlight!!  I loved the kitchen scene, I loved Rosalie's attitude.  I loved the music they sprinkled throughout the movie!  I loved the action, yum yum.&lt;br /&gt;     I did NOT love the makeout scene.  But that's because I hate watching anyone kiss.  I also did not love most of Edward and Bella's interaction together.  But that's what I'm like with the book, too.  I don't really like them, but I like the story.&lt;br /&gt;     Did I mention I LOVED Mike Newton??  I loved Mike Newton.  He was adorable and perfect and I want to keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw it with my friend Rachel.  She's read the book, but she's not a fan like me.  She thought it was good when I thought it was really good.  My other friends either 1. haven't read the book, 2. hate the book, or 3. are crazy fangirls.  It is not fun to talk to crazy fangirls about it.  I need to find someone who thinks about the series the same way I do.  I need to SQUEE without the screams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm, I want to see it again.  Let's you and me go now, yay!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-6790988743393565683?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/6790988743393565683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=6790988743393565683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/6790988743393565683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/6790988743393565683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='Twilight!!'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSePWIcximI/AAAAAAAAAOA/Oi70ydsbwpQ/s72-c/twilight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-5000136915172882431</id><published>2008-11-17T22:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T22:41:14.411-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiW7IlwsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2oX_fM31cM8/s1600-h/dandilion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiW7IlwsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2oX_fM31cM8/s400/dandilion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269882659947266754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blogger likes to have it's little joke and put my pictures out of order.. even when I upload them in the box in a specific order.  This here is supposed to be picture number five.  Lol.  It is a detail painting of a dandelion based after a micro shot photo I took.  The assignment was to do three 7' x 7'  paintings of something up close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiWkzVorI/AAAAAAAAANw/r5iZRRedqWU/s1600-h/charm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiWkzVorI/AAAAAAAAANw/r5iZRRedqWU/s400/charm.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269882653952549554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A charm/mood bracelet. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiWJm1x_I/AAAAAAAAANo/9IZgYxofgf0/s1600-h/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 309px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiWJm1x_I/AAAAAAAAANo/9IZgYxofgf0/s400/eye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269882646652372978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiV7eSsOI/AAAAAAAAANg/AzeViZnpiGg/s1600-h/boxes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiV7eSsOI/AAAAAAAAANg/AzeViZnpiGg/s400/boxes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269882642858422498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I can paint boxes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiVUhmUWI/AAAAAAAAANY/xTZmQe--28E/s1600-h/flower.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiVUhmUWI/AAAAAAAAANY/xTZmQe--28E/s400/flower.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269882632403308898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And color wheels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJhsky0iXI/AAAAAAAAANQ/bAq7X5Yv2fw/s1600-h/newprettypainting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJhsky0iXI/AAAAAAAAANQ/bAq7X5Yv2fw/s400/newprettypainting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269881932395874674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AND paintings of myself that don't look like me.  The assignment here was to do a self portrait in sort of a Van Gogh-style (I don't remember what the movement was called) with broad strokes and a lot of paint.  I did that for about 75% of the picture.  I got in trouble for the blending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-5000136915172882431?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/5000136915172882431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=5000136915172882431' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/5000136915172882431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/5000136915172882431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/11/paintings.html' title='Paintings'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SSJiW7IlwsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/2oX_fM31cM8/s72-c/dandilion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-4127181305277377541</id><published>2008-11-17T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T11:01:10.867-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been too long since I've posted!</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm sitting in my class before it's about to start, but I think I need to post a resolution here asap.  Because I am addicted to the internet and this needs to be solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop using Digg.com&lt;br /&gt;And I need to stop using facebook.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In concept and theory, both these sites rock, but they're only as cool as the people on them.  Lately digg has become a lot of "mormons suck" propoganda.  Facebook has too many boys I don't want to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and stop using both for one week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-4127181305277377541?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/4127181305277377541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=4127181305277377541' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/4127181305277377541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/4127181305277377541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-been-too-long-since-ive-posted.html' title='It&apos;s been too long since I&apos;ve posted!'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-5963594152209095486</id><published>2008-10-20T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:19:14.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mine isn't interesting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="item-body"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Jobs You Have Had in Your Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Web/Graphic Designer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milk Stocker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Babysitter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uhh...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Movies You Would Watch Over and Over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spirited Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fiddler on the Roof&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Aladdin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Dark Knight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Places You Have Lived&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milton&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;DuPont&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nyeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nyeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 TV Shows You Love to Watch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Marvelous Adventures of Flapjack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Daily Show with Jon Stewart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Colbert Report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Office&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Places You Have Been on Vacation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;California&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Utah&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Texas&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Oregon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Websites You Visit Daily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gmail&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Google Reader&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Facebook&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nyeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Favorite Foods&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pizza&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Potatoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spinach&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 Places You Would Rather Be Right Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel sick, so I'm glad I'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nyeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nyeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;nyeh&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-5963594152209095486?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/5963594152209095486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=5963594152209095486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/5963594152209095486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/5963594152209095486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/10/mine-isnt-interesting.html' title='Mine isn&apos;t interesting.'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-8535949459469364081</id><published>2008-10-07T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T18:03:45.140-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THING</title><content type='html'>The rules: Answer the questions with one word only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? Here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Where is your significant other? Who?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Your hair color? Brown.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Your mother? Good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Your father? Good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;6. Your favorite thing? Computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7. Your dream last night? Dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8. Your dream/goal? Contentment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;9. The room you're in? Loft.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10. Your hobby? Japan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11. Your fear? Lots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;12. Where do you want to be in 6 years? Degreed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;13. Where were you last night? Here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;14. What you're not? Inconsistent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;15. One of your wish-list items? Batman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;16. Where you grew up? Milto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;17. The last thing you did? Moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;18. What are you wearing? Pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;19. Your TV? Working.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;20. Your pet(s)? Dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;21. Your computer? Fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;22. Your mood? Normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;23. Missing someone? Sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;24. Your car? Garage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;25. Something you're not wearing? Socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;26. Favorite store? Target.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;27. Your summer? Disneyland!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;28. Love someone? Unromantically.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;29. Your favorite color? Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;30. When is the last time you laughed? Earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Last time you cried? Dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I TAG MOMEMILYNAOMIRACHEL but you don't have to post it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-8535949459469364081?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/8535949459469364081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=8535949459469364081' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/8535949459469364081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/8535949459469364081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/10/thing.html' title='THING'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-2925329676192167590</id><published>2008-09-23T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T22:07:53.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boys, because they've been on the brain lately.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm thinking about guys again.  This subject is always coming up for me, ha ha.  Done with one and on to the next.  What is that?  It's not like I need one, really..?  But I must really want one, because I keep getting hurt and then getting crushes on other guys.  Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like just now, I have a new crush.  Returned missionary, nice, funny, cute, acknowledges that I exsist, the normal list.  But this is coming on barely weeks after the last guy.  And that guy dropped me hard.  Not even dropped, he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;threw&lt;/span&gt; me down hard.  And I was heartbroken!  I know this!  I felt it!  I cried!  And I withdrew..!  Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm just so confused with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must not be getting that involved with them.  I mean, really.  Because I'm a logical person, yeah, and I'd stop going after guys so much if I felt that it was bad for me.  But I don't.  And it seems like a few people are worried about that.  They don't want to see me get hurt again, but was I really that hurt in the first place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it all comes down to expectations.  Now, with the last guy, I didn't expect him to be a total jerk.  But I didn't expect him to like or love me either.  That must've changed everything quite a bit.  Because while it hurt, (how can rejection not hurt?) I knew I never truly expected it to be anything in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that happened, I swore off guys for the rest of the year.  I said, three failed relationships, that's enough for me for a while.  But now I'm practically going off my word.  Not entirely at least, I'm not chasing after anyone.  But I'm not stopping my raging hormones.  Or necessarily being repulsed by others' either.  (Okay, some others.. MOST others.. but a few guys have been able to get away with touching me and I didn't get mad.  L O L z.)  At least I know for SURE that I am going to keep my emotions in check.  No more attachments until I have a secure DTR under my belt.. in writing.  Ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pfoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who knows.  Love matters are stupid and complicated, and I am resolving to just have my little crush, keep it under the ropes if I can, and enjoy this branch where there is MUCH too much male attention.  Lol.  This cannot possibly be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-2925329676192167590?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/2925329676192167590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=2925329676192167590' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2925329676192167590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2925329676192167590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/09/boys-because-theyve-been-on-brain.html' title='Boys, because they&apos;ve been on the brain lately.'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-6248558168068464112</id><published>2008-09-23T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T19:19:54.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some arts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjspdDEFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6U41cxyqGcc/s1600-h/rachel+drawing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjspdDEFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6U41cxyqGcc/s400/rachel+drawing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249406828114284626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjs6a8iZI/AAAAAAAAANA/hymtiKPOqCg/s1600-h/klkjkjgjhf.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjs6a8iZI/AAAAAAAAANA/hymtiKPOqCg/s400/klkjkjgjhf.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249406832668871058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjtUp64SI/AAAAAAAAANI/V3E8ATZSUeE/s1600-h/tf7ofy8of8yop8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjtUp64SI/AAAAAAAAANI/V3E8ATZSUeE/s400/tf7ofy8of8yop8.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249406839710998818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmi_l2FJbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QXTNYOQQZnY/s1600-h/ogyouioui.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmi_l2FJbI/AAAAAAAAAMg/QXTNYOQQZnY/s400/ogyouioui.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249406054051423666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjADYBoyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8yg1VLGCB1c/s1600-h/ogyouioui3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjADYBoyI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8yg1VLGCB1c/s400/ogyouioui3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249406061978428194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjAHni3TI/AAAAAAAAAMw/3Pe5Fwz3-nM/s1600-h/wawawa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjAHni3TI/AAAAAAAAAMw/3Pe5Fwz3-nM/s400/wawawa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249406063117262130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-6248558168068464112?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/6248558168068464112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=6248558168068464112' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/6248558168068464112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/6248558168068464112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/09/some-arts.html' title='Some arts.'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SNmjspdDEFI/AAAAAAAAAM4/6U41cxyqGcc/s72-c/rachel+drawing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-9158570849340454083</id><published>2008-07-12T14:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T14:31:54.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unhappiness</title><content type='html'>I'm having a severe problem with guys in the past year.  Three relationships that haven't worked out.  I'm pretty bummed.&lt;br /&gt;Let's all be sad for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Deviantart has a new layout!  It almost makes me want to revive my account again.. so pretty..&lt;br /&gt;But I doubt I will because some people on there are losers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-9158570849340454083?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/9158570849340454083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=9158570849340454083' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/9158570849340454083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/9158570849340454083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/07/unhappiness.html' title='Unhappiness'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-7855801070169658781</id><published>2008-07-07T22:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:40:56.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeee.. lime.. OH and Disneyland Barbershop Quartet video~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SHL9eBlhhLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KBRm2MimDCU/s1600-h/WEEEE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SHL9eBlhhLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KBRm2MimDCU/s400/WEEEE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220513610339550386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to say in my Disneyland post (and I'm sick of editing that thing) that my buddy Karsen got to dance with the barbershop quartet at Disneyland!  I got a video. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fqs3_dAYX7o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fqs3_dAYX7o&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-7855801070169658781?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/7855801070169658781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=7855801070169658781' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/7855801070169658781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/7855801070169658781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/07/weeeee-lime-oh-and-disneyland.html' title='Weeeee.. lime.. OH and Disneyland Barbershop Quartet video~'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SHL9eBlhhLI/AAAAAAAAAMA/KBRm2MimDCU/s72-c/WEEEE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-8319300765103824614</id><published>2008-07-07T22:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T22:37:43.341-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disneylandddddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's been nearly a month since I last posted, ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT'S OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE I'VE BEEN SAVING UP ALL MY ENERGY FOR THIS HERE POST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;Disneylanddddd. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a million pictures, but I just picked out some of the important ones to share. There is no easy way to share all of them on this blog efficiently. :&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4464.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4464.jpg" height="300" width="400" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the view of Mt. Rainer from the plane!  Isn't it beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/1.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISNEYLAND. If you get there right when it opens, there really aren't very many people there. It's nice. Later on it got very crowded. You could smell stinky bodies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4607.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4607.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend Karsen (I stayed with her family that week! Thank you guys! Loves!) and I together the first day. I got a Peter Pan hat! (Mad Hatter shop, Fantasy Land, $8.00. Free embroidering of your name on the side, too. Cool, huh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4693.jpg"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4693.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aladdin and Jasmine. :)  Aladdin was a punk and changed his expression at the last second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4698.jpg" height="300" width="400"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4698.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the Year of a Million Dreams parade, I think it was called. How amazing! And I was happy and had a good seat (and was wearing a hat), so I got all sorts of attention. People were waving and smiling at me all over, it was very cool. This is one of the better pictures I got of getting waved at, haha. And Peter Pan pointed at me and was like "yeah!" Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to California Adventure. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4634.jpg" height="300" width="400"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4634.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulan and Snow White hanging out.  Mulan was giving the other directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4642.jpg"  height="300" width="400" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4642.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I managed to get a picture with Snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- Second day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4747.jpg" height="300" width="400"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4747.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My posse!  These girls rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4769.jpg" height="400" width="300"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4769.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martha Stewart was a pirate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4772.jpg" height="300" width="400"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4772.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Winnie the Pooh ride in Critter County in Disneyland made me cry. It. was. hilarious. Ariel (upper picture, far left) calls the ride Acid Trip. Oh, it is so true. It was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4793.jpg" height="300" width="400"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4793.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey loves me.  Lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4804.jpg" height="300" width="400"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4804.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piano player on Main Street at Disneyland told us that at a certain time, Bert and Mary were going to come to take pictures! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_4828.jpg" height="300" width="400"  target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v358/Kaferine/Disneyland/IMG_4828.jpg" height="300" width="400"  alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ridin' the carousel at night.  Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah.. Disneyland and Cali Adventure are amazing. LOVED the rollercoasters, loved the cast members. Perfect beyond perfect vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-8319300765103824614?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/8319300765103824614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=8319300765103824614' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/8319300765103824614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/8319300765103824614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/07/disneylandddddd.html' title='Disneylandddddd'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-8960246539321002200</id><published>2008-06-12T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T19:27:21.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Photography: Colors</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SFHa6qFY8HI/AAAAAAAAALs/vUCdETn5S8Q/s1600-h/photography+mashup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SFHa6qFY8HI/AAAAAAAAALs/vUCdETn5S8Q/s400/photography+mashup.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211186945108537458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This won't post!  Lame Blogger, lame!&lt;br /&gt;For Lincoln!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-8960246539321002200?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/8960246539321002200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=8960246539321002200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/8960246539321002200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/8960246539321002200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/06/photography-colors.html' title='Photography: Colors'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SFHa6qFY8HI/AAAAAAAAALs/vUCdETn5S8Q/s72-c/photography+mashup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-1131572858381088994</id><published>2008-06-11T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T00:08:22.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball game pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE94_peMgmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DLlBdow4j7M/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073791_3786.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE94_peMgmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DLlBdow4j7M/s400/n1074044283_30073791_3786.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516328750547554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95AfgLg5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/3H19NBEg3dA/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073792_4050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95AfgLg5I/AAAAAAAAAKU/3H19NBEg3dA/s400/n1074044283_30073792_4050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516343254385554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95Am0zx2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/nZxzMO81tvA/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073793_4289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95Am0zx2I/AAAAAAAAAKc/nZxzMO81tvA/s400/n1074044283_30073793_4289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516345219958626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95AzOb4kI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L-o9QCGJy6A/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073794_4534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95AzOb4kI/AAAAAAAAAKk/L-o9QCGJy6A/s400/n1074044283_30073794_4534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516348548670018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95BWGdFQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xodgAu0HxXo/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073795_4781.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95BWGdFQI/AAAAAAAAAKs/xodgAu0HxXo/s400/n1074044283_30073795_4781.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516357910435074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95OvPnmYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9z-oy0xzNNU/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073796_5025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95OvPnmYI/AAAAAAAAAK0/9z-oy0xzNNU/s400/n1074044283_30073796_5025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516587998058882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95O8pg7QI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IjX14OHI7is/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073797_5272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95O8pg7QI/AAAAAAAAAK8/IjX14OHI7is/s400/n1074044283_30073797_5272.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516591596334338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95PJUYprI/AAAAAAAAALE/JgpLFmne3xM/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073798_5522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95PJUYprI/AAAAAAAAALE/JgpLFmne3xM/s400/n1074044283_30073798_5522.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516594997372594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95Pdc0fvI/AAAAAAAAALM/Fjr8YvyiE8g/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073799_5770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95Pdc0fvI/AAAAAAAAALM/Fjr8YvyiE8g/s400/n1074044283_30073799_5770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516600401460978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95PaGvPVI/AAAAAAAAALU/k1cg_OnPuPw/s1600-h/n1074044283_30073800_6042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE95PaGvPVI/AAAAAAAAALU/k1cg_OnPuPw/s400/n1074044283_30073800_6042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516599503535442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fun tiems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-1131572858381088994?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/1131572858381088994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=1131572858381088994' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/1131572858381088994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/1131572858381088994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/06/baseball-game-pictures.html' title='Baseball game pictures!'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SE94_peMgmI/AAAAAAAAAKM/DLlBdow4j7M/s72-c/n1074044283_30073791_3786.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-5786271128781955127</id><published>2008-06-05T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T22:14:07.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A to Z about me:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stolen from &lt;a href="http://mattandhonorbeecher.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A to Z about me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A- Attached or Single?  Single.&lt;br /&gt;B-Best Friend?  Emily/Karsen/Racherann.&lt;br /&gt;C-Cake or pie?  Cake, oh so definitely cake.&lt;br /&gt;D-Day of choice?  A weekday, like when places aren't crowded.&lt;br /&gt;E-Essential Item?  Computer.&lt;br /&gt;F-Favorite color?  Red.&lt;br /&gt;G-Gummy bears or worms?  Gummy worms.&lt;br /&gt;H-Home town?  Milto(n), WA&lt;br /&gt;I-Favorite indulgence?  Mint brownies.&lt;br /&gt;J-January or July?  July.&lt;br /&gt;K-Kids?  Are fun and cute!  And I do not like being responsible for them!&lt;br /&gt;L-Life isn't complete without?  People to care about.. and the gospel, yes.&lt;br /&gt;M-Marriage date?  Who's getting married, what?&lt;br /&gt;N-Number of brothers and sisters?  Two sisters, three brothers.&lt;br /&gt;O-Oranges or Apples?  Apples.&lt;br /&gt;P-Phobias?  Being underwater.&lt;br /&gt;Q-Quote?  "I reject your reality, and substitute my own" - Adam Savage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R-Reasons to smile?  Sunny days, nephews..&lt;br /&gt;S-Season of choice?  Summer, I love it.&lt;br /&gt;T-Tag 3 people:  I never tag.&lt;br /&gt;U-Unknown fact about me?  Unknown?  Umm..  I dunno, I'm pretty open about everything.  Lol.&lt;br /&gt;V-Vegetable?  Asparagus!  But I also love broccoli.&lt;br /&gt;W-Worst habit?  Hating on myself.&lt;br /&gt;X-Xray or Ultrasound?  As I'm not married, an X-ray would be more appropriate.&lt;br /&gt;Y-Your favorite food?  Right now?  Burritos.&lt;br /&gt;Z-Zodiac sign:  Aries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-5786271128781955127?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/5786271128781955127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=5786271128781955127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/5786271128781955127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/5786271128781955127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/06/to-z-about-me.html' title='A to Z about me:'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-4137112545593187257</id><published>2008-06-03T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T13:44:42.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Baseball!  And stupid Twilight sound affects!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I went to a Mariners game last week. (:  I was on the big screen!  A couple Asian guys came and sat in the two seats next to me (which were not theirs, I might add), and one had a camera pointed at the big screen, and another would hold up a sign every once in awhile.  I had no idea what they were doing, and then all the sudden they were shouting "YATTA!" and Rachel said "Kate, you're on TV."  You never know what your reaction is going to be to that sort of thing, and now I know that I cringe and duck out of the way.  Ha.  It was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And look at this piece of crap they released yesterday.  What's with the rattlesnake sound affects and the roars?  And the special affects.  I hope they rushed this out, because it looked strictly Sci-fi channel.  Oh, and I don't like the bad guy.  His acting reminds me of Keanu Reeves or something, but with a softer voice.  "Oh, dude, really..?  Dude.."&lt;br /&gt;In case Lincoln reads this blog, this is scary for children.  PG-13 action sequence!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UjytYG9qPX0&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UjytYG9qPX0&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that the movie being crappy is going to keep me out of the theaters or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-4137112545593187257?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/4137112545593187257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=4137112545593187257' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/4137112545593187257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/4137112545593187257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/06/baseball-and-stupid-twilight-sound.html' title='Baseball!  And stupid Twilight sound affects!'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-66648835486686295</id><published>2008-05-30T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T12:15:25.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SEBSCTo8R7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ERObxBJQHw/s1600-h/buddies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SEBSCTo8R7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ERObxBJQHw/s400/buddies.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206251368825505714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SEBSC_gQ6rI/AAAAAAAAAKE/d4aRu8sD3-k/s1600-h/buddies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SEBSC_gQ6rI/AAAAAAAAAKE/d4aRu8sD3-k/s400/buddies2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206251380600269490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yuk yuk yuk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-66648835486686295?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/66648835486686295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=66648835486686295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/66648835486686295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/66648835486686295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/05/buddies.html' title='Buddies'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SEBSCTo8R7I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/3ERObxBJQHw/s72-c/buddies.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-6083458887069758330</id><published>2008-05-26T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T14:48:06.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sailor Jupiter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDsuXozhk9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/CyH-fjM-4sY/s1600-h/sailorjupta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDsuXozhk9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/CyH-fjM-4sY/s400/sailorjupta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204804777982137298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDsuX4zhk-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/Yp4DgpvPur8/s1600-h/sailorjuptanice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDsuX4zhk-I/AAAAAAAAAJs/Yp4DgpvPur8/s400/sailorjuptanice.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204804782277104610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDsuYIzhk_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/yUkcvC812z4/s1600-h/sailorjuptabg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDsuYIzhk_I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/yUkcvC812z4/s400/sailorjuptabg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204804786572071922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wow, these smaller versions look better than I thought they would.  This is a picture of Sailor Jupiter from Sailor Moon, the manga/anime.  She was one of my favorites.. (I had like four lol.  There's a lot of people in that story!)  I liked her because she had the same hair and eye color as me.  And she was the kick-butt girl, she saved people from bullies and stuff before she "transformed."  Yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, when I first started drawing this pic (that sketch up there) I flipped it and realized that reversing horizontally was not my friend on this one.  I kept going with doing a cleaner version (second picture) anyway.. flipping it every once in awhile to see if it might look a little better, and it never did.  So I decided I'd make a bg with the tilting problem corrected.  I still put a ghost of the original in there, though.  She looks better tilted!  Even if it's kind of.. gravitationally impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-6083458887069758330?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/6083458887069758330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=6083458887069758330' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/6083458887069758330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/6083458887069758330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/05/sailor-jupiter.html' title='Sailor Jupiter'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDsuXozhk9I/AAAAAAAAAJk/CyH-fjM-4sY/s72-c/sailorjupta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-9122113365496850193</id><published>2008-05-23T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:50:54.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's new~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows for the second time.  It took me a long time to go back and read it!  A long time to digest, maybe?  Anywho, that is one rollicking adventure of a good book.  I highly recommend it.  Unfortunately you'd have to understand the story up until then, so you'd have to read that horrible sixth book.  Ugh.  I'm still planning on never reading that one again.  What was she thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://z.about.com/d/bestsellers/1/0/O/2/-/-/harry_potter_deathly_hallows.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it has a pretty cover, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of my lovely friend Racherann, I've been introduced to Coheed and Cambria.  I've been listening to their latest "No World for Tomorrow" album.  They're good stuff.  &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Coheed+and+Cambria"&gt;Here's&lt;/a&gt; their last.fm profile.&lt;br /&gt;Their tags are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/tag/alternative" rel="tag"&gt;alternative&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size: 19px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/tag/emo" rel="tag"&gt;emo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/tag/indie" rel="tag"&gt;indie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/tag/metal" rel="tag"&gt;metal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/tag/progressive" rel="tag"&gt;progressive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size: 28px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/tag/progressive+rock" rel="tag"&gt;progressive rock&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/tag/punk" rel="tag"&gt;punk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size: 23px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/tag/rock" rel="tag"&gt;rock .. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-9122113365496850193?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/9122113365496850193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=9122113365496850193' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/9122113365496850193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/9122113365496850193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/05/whats-new.html' title='What&apos;s new~'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-2089782343754531777</id><published>2008-05-23T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:38:17.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Game Wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.nintendo.com/nintendo/bin/S0ZG05Gajhxqzx0y_tQod4YEJ4zyu2vC/c-S57e49QHxTgtL18ZcZo8r85Wi1i4d3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zack and Wiki - I've heard it compared to Zelda multiple times.  And it's bright and pretty!  It's a puzzler/adventure game about.. a pirate or something?  In any case, it uses the wiimote and you get to draw on the screen or something.  It's been a while since it was released, I don't remember that much about it anymore.  I DO remember wanting to own it ferociously though, lol.  So I'm sure it looks fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.nintendo.com/nintendo/bin/Mebn2mytIRRNTT6C_i_VUSvyYc5X0bpK/Wot50araDToz0rXOYsspSOx0Kc2Ev2wo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okami -  Another Zelda-like game.. also helps that it is gorgeous.  All the backgrounds are inspired by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ink_and_wash_painting"&gt;Sumi-E&lt;/a&gt; paintings, and (I've heard) the game was inspired by Zelda itself.  Can you tell I'm a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Legend_of_Zelda_%28series%29"&gt;Zelda&lt;/a&gt; fan?  No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.nintendo.com/nintendo/bin/M991e_h4qhjDbgP3xx5A__hPAAusH0so/7mjtVT6L0oYbGRLpjEjlmdGoCXJNta7S.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario Kart Wii - This has been the hardest one to keep myself from buying.  Argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-2089782343754531777?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/2089782343754531777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=2089782343754531777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2089782343754531777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/2089782343754531777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/05/game-wishlist.html' title='Game Wishlist'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-3247514319925153069</id><published>2008-05-18T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T20:07:06.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponytail, Heart Girl sketch, Freddy Angel sketch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDDuaOvNLII/AAAAAAAAAJM/MnpiC-88UY0/s1600-h/almosttooneat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDDuaOvNLII/AAAAAAAAAJM/MnpiC-88UY0/s400/almosttooneat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201919704013024386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Some chick with a ponytail.  Inventive.  Yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDDuaevNLJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZXDGMt5HsiI/s1600-h/u%3Biguikyjkdtk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDDuaevNLJI/AAAAAAAAAJU/ZXDGMt5HsiI/s400/u%3Biguikyjkdtk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201919708307991698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A sketch I may or may not finish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDDuaevNLKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eqK668TSO2E/s1600-h/angelfreddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDDuaevNLKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/eqK668TSO2E/s400/angelfreddy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201919708307991714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And a sketch of a friend's character I may or may not finish. :&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-3247514319925153069?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/3247514319925153069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=3247514319925153069' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/3247514319925153069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/3247514319925153069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/05/ponytail-heart-girl-sketch-freddy-angel.html' title='Ponytail, Heart Girl sketch, Freddy Angel sketch'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SDDuaOvNLII/AAAAAAAAAJM/MnpiC-88UY0/s72-c/almosttooneat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-725428913134778669</id><published>2008-05-10T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T12:35:29.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gas Mileage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just found out something good!  The car I usually drive gets about 25 mpg, and apparently I'm driving it at 29.8.   Or maybe it was 28.9.  In any case, Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-725428913134778669?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/725428913134778669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=725428913134778669' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/725428913134778669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/725428913134778669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/05/gas-mileage.html' title='Gas Mileage'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-1636070780225093866</id><published>2008-05-06T14:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T14:35:22.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A failed run.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I tried to run today and didn't get too far. ):  I was running through a swamp on a course that I'd taken before, and after my first 1/2 mile marker my feet started to hurt.  I'm not really sure how I'm going to fix that.. I was running on dirt/rocks and not pavement (I've pretty much banned myself from that stuff), so I guess I'll have to try insoles.  If it gets worse, padded track?  Don't know where I'm going to find one of those.  Anyway, I had myself run at least to an intersection I knew.  At the intersection there are signs saying how far it is to the next thing, and I wanted to check how far I'd run.  Unfortunately, the sign that I needed to look at was sort of tipped over on the side of the trail.  I could make out everything except what I needed to read, lol, so I stepped over a log to it and brushed away a plant to see the number.  Found out it was a lousy .3 and I got bit my Stinging Nettles for it.  Very nice.  At least on my way back a cute chipmunk ran across my path.  But then some fly flew in circles around me, so I ran from that.. and then a nice guy said hi to me as he ran by and then another chipmunk ran by and then some guy was waving really funny and then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, TWILIGHT MOVIE TRAILER IS OUT. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYhTn0U2jYU&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYhTn0U2jYU&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-1636070780225093866?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/1636070780225093866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=1636070780225093866' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/1636070780225093866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/1636070780225093866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/05/failed-run.html' title='A failed run.'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-9034797187116106882</id><published>2008-04-26T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:44:36.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't ever go to the bathroom with a cat in there.  They stare at you and get curious about what you're doing.  It's highly embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-9034797187116106882?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/9034797187116106882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=9034797187116106882' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/9034797187116106882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/9034797187116106882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-4659282604429740884</id><published>2008-04-23T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T15:11:25.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some art.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SA-yvnB5DeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6dl6BfiK2Ck/s1600-h/some-sketches.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SA-yvnB5DeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6dl6BfiK2Ck/s400/some-sketches.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192565426381983202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SA-ypnB5DdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wDzGQELlxtE/s1600-h/overlook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SA-ypnB5DdI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wDzGQELlxtE/s400/overlook.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192565323302768082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;A friend of mine canceled plans on me today, so I was left feeling bored and mildly  depressed.  The above drawing/painting is what came of that.&lt;br /&gt;It's almost no fun to draw anymore.. does anyone else have a hobby they used to love that now doesn't do much for them?  I wish I still loved to draw.  Now it's.. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, DISCLAIMER, lol.  If you're an idiot that doesn't know about drawings, poses and anatomy come before clothes.  I just didn't get very far. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-4659282604429740884?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/4659282604429740884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=4659282604429740884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/4659282604429740884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/4659282604429740884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/04/some-art.html' title='Some art.'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SA-yvnB5DeI/AAAAAAAAAJA/6dl6BfiK2Ck/s72-c/some-sketches.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-1435225953927630082</id><published>2008-04-21T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:41:31.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, and to note --</title><content type='html'>My blog is making links out of things that shouldn't be links and eating up whole paragraphs.  xD  I am too lazy to figure out what is wrong and/or fix these things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-1435225953927630082?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/1435225953927630082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=1435225953927630082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/1435225953927630082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/1435225953927630082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/04/oh-and-to-note.html' title='Oh, and to note --'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-1939056874123671041</id><published>2008-04-21T12:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T12:39:34.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scrabble, Snow, and .. SEthan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAzrokThm5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/pck5VtqeQ8c/s1600-h/scrabble1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAzrokThm5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/pck5VtqeQ8c/s400/scrabble1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191783552624204690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAzrokThm5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/pck5VtqeQ8c/s1600-h/scrabble1.jpg"&gt;Yes, someone finally beat Naomi at Scrabble.  AND YES, IT WAS I.  Freaking miracle or something, I don't know.  Kind of ironic that in the same day, Scott kicked my trash at the same game.  He got something like 230 while I had 60.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAzsVUThm7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/XwJVXQlLSWU/s1600-h/IMG_4017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAzsVUThm7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/XwJVXQlLSWU/s320/IMG_4017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191784321423350706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It snowed here a few days ago.  Snow on the 19th of April?  The Earth is broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAzspkThm8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/DWAlwUrRwts/s1600-h/heheilovebaby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAzspkThm8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/DWAlwUrRwts/s320/heheilovebaby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191784669315701698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Picture of Ethan and I yesterday courtesy of Emily. (:  This camera does not like my skin tone!  I have two; normal and blushing.  This picture shows that I have like five all at once.  Pah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring post.  Ehhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-1939056874123671041?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/1939056874123671041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=1939056874123671041' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/1939056874123671041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/1939056874123671041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/04/scrabble-snow-and-sethan.html' title='Scrabble, Snow, and .. SEthan.'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAzrokThm5I/AAAAAAAAAIY/pck5VtqeQ8c/s72-c/scrabble1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-226891512933514516</id><published>2008-04-15T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:18:08.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cake decorating'/><title type='text'>Making cakes with Rachel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAUPKCWFJgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/H7bDlZPA9uQ/s1600-h/rachel+and+her+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAUPKCWFJgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/H7bDlZPA9uQ/s400/rachel+and+her+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189570810716956162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAUPKSWFJhI/AAAAAAAAAII/VvjsXRySV5w/s1600-h/my+cake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAUPKSWFJhI/AAAAAAAAAII/VvjsXRySV5w/s400/my+cake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189570815011923474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAUPKiWFJiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UT1WCfPEC24/s1600-h/inside.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAUPKiWFJiI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/UT1WCfPEC24/s400/inside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189570819306890786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MAKING CAKES IS FUN. &lt;3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMFI2SAWYLg"&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DMFI2SAWYLg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;  &lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-226891512933514516?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/226891512933514516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=226891512933514516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/226891512933514516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/226891512933514516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/04/making-cakes-with-rachel.html' title='Making cakes with Rachel!'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SAUPKCWFJgI/AAAAAAAAAIA/H7bDlZPA9uQ/s72-c/rachel+and+her+cake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-7122382056647120414</id><published>2008-04-13T20:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:42:05.673-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='daffodil parade'/><title type='text'>A parade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello all, and welcome to another installment of this blog. :&lt; Naomi asked for a post about the Daffodil parade that I went to yesterday, so I'LL DO IT. We went to Puyallup to see it, and stood in front of a little Shell station and across from the Puyallup library. It was the most BEAUTIFUL weather, aah.. 78-ish degrees? I got sunburned from standing in the sun for over an hour. Definitely worth it. (And everyone just thinks I'm blushing or something, DUH, I GOT SUNBURNED. But this is a tangent. On to the photos!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcmyWFJdI/AAAAAAAAAHo/O38m-3aeOS8/s1600-h/1_posse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcmyWFJdI/AAAAAAAAAHo/O38m-3aeOS8/s400/1_posse.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188952279591757266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My posse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcnCWFJeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wbgTQjdIXk0/s1600-h/2_tractors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcnCWFJeI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wbgTQjdIXk0/s400/2_tractors.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188952283886724578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw tractors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcnSWFJfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TlDqsFPVyR8/s1600-h/3_band.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcnSWFJfI/AAAAAAAAAH4/TlDqsFPVyR8/s400/3_band.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188952288181691890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw marching bands!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceiWFJYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/RI-XcGFvgo8/s1600-h/4_immodest+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceiWFJYI/AAAAAAAAAHA/RI-XcGFvgo8/s400/4_immodest+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188952137857836418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw immodestly dressed girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceiWFJZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4aBeUbEA8ZQ/s1600-h/5_cute+redhead+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceiWFJZI/AAAAAAAAAHI/4aBeUbEA8ZQ/s400/5_cute+redhead+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188952137857836434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw an adorable little red-haired.. girl!  Rachel and I made a game of finding the one red-headed kid in every band.  There always was one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceiWFJaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1Uk25OMiOzk/s1600-h/6_crazy+little+girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceiWFJaI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/1Uk25OMiOzk/s400/6_crazy+little+girl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188952137857836450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the CRAZIEST little kid I've ever seen.  This girl boogied with all the boogie.. in the boogie.  Man, I'm tired.  I don't even know what to say about it.  But it was pretty boogilicious.  There you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceyWFJbI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K1OTvufOMkQ/s1600-h/7_maybe+queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceyWFJbI/AAAAAAAAAHY/K1OTvufOMkQ/s400/7_maybe+queen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188952142152803762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw this float!  Rachel and I think these were the princesses and queen?  We never saw them!  This is some sort of berry float.. But the girls did have "princess" sashes on.. I dunno.  We didn't see a Fife band, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceyWFJcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UlEbqrebPqY/s1600-h/8_unicycle+girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALceyWFJcI/AAAAAAAAAHg/UlEbqrebPqY/s400/8_unicycle+girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188952142152803778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw these girls on tall unicycles that kicked butt!  The other kids were amazing too!  I wish I could do that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUCWFJTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n_9fhZX_dBw/s1600-h/9_pirates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUCWFJTI/AAAAAAAAAGY/n_9fhZX_dBw/s400/9_pirates.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188951957469209906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a stupid pirate ship.  It had a cannon that went off that was LOUD.  It made the clerk jump when I was buying my drink in the Shell mart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUSWFJUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JjZc7kUjwuk/s1600-h/10_daffodil+kids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUSWFJUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/JjZc7kUjwuk/s400/10_daffodil+kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188951961764177218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw daffodils!!  Here's some!  Kids threw them out to the lucky kids closest to the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUSWFJVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/m_L4MvmXIt8/s1600-h/11_horses.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUSWFJVI/AAAAAAAAAGo/m_L4MvmXIt8/s400/11_horses.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188951961764177234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw horses.  Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUiWFJWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xxk7N8FaM9Y/s1600-h/12_whores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUiWFJWI/AAAAAAAAAGw/xxk7N8FaM9Y/s400/12_whores.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188951966059144546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw whorey cheerleaders!  These are the Puyallup variety.  They all looked like they were fifteen.  Young whorey cheerleaders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUiWFJXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/qQp_p3fUTkM/s1600-h/13_bus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcUiWFJXI/AAAAAAAAAG4/qQp_p3fUTkM/s400/13_bus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188951966059144562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw a double-decker bus!  I'd never seen a double-decker bus before!  It was awesome!  And I just now noticed the Santa Claus.. WTC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-7122382056647120414?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/7122382056647120414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=7122382056647120414' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/7122382056647120414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/7122382056647120414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/04/parade.html' title='A parade!'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_Pt6Mmyxy4-U/SALcmyWFJdI/AAAAAAAAAHo/O38m-3aeOS8/s72-c/1_posse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3496156516939783005.post-5324262796647791260</id><published>2008-04-11T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:18:30.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cyclists'/><title type='text'>Mina, arigato..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FOR MAKING MY DAY SPECIAL. &lt;3&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;supposed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to warn you before they do that.  What a freaking jerk.  I was just a normal human being, taking a walk on a sunny day on my freaking BIRTHDAY for goodness' sake.  LOSER!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3496156516939783005-5324262796647791260?l=cocoakoko.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/feeds/5324262796647791260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3496156516939783005&amp;postID=5324262796647791260' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/5324262796647791260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3496156516939783005/posts/default/5324262796647791260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cocoakoko.blogspot.com/2008/04/mina-arigato.html' title='Mina, arigato..'/><author><name>Kaferine</name><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-3496156516939783005.post-5715172857007010367</id><published>2008-04-10T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T14:19:08.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='web design'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='twilight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='deviantart'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scifi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anime'/><title type='text'>Hello world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Well.  It's time for a new blog, I guess.  I recently deleted all of my deviantart (&lt;a href="http://www.deviantart.com/"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;) journal entries in a rampage, so I needed a new place to settle down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    I'm not exactly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sure what this blog is going to be about yet!  It will probably be rambling nonsense about anime, games, books, movies.. probably with some art and web design work thrown in.  Ha, web design.  All I do so far is the pretty pictures and the look of the page, I can't really implement much.  Can you see?  I changed the background color and got rid of some lines around my header in the CSS code.  I'm going to have to improve on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Maybe I should say a little about myself?  I'm a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;young, post-high school person working for my brot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;her-in-law, and I spend a l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ot of my time consuming as much as I can of Japanese culture.  Maybe I'm an escapist, I dunno.  I also have a big family, a few of whom have their own blogs, and they're probably going to be the only people to read this one. :D  Hey everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    And I'm mildly bipolar, so I could bet my wii that some of my posts will be manic and/or depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    Let's get d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/d0/22/c6c7225b9da022604ea92110.L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 108px; height: 163px;" src="http://g-ecx.images-amazon.com/images/G/01/ciu/d0/22/c6c7225b9da022604ea92110.L.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;own to the real content, shall we?  Right now I am rereading a book called "Conquerors' Pride" by Timothy Zahn.  It's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;a re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;al SciFi novel that is LACKING in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;romance, which is odd, but okay.  It's still an old favorite of mine.  Not real p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;opular, I'm not even sure how original it is, haha.  But I love it just the same.&lt;br /&gt;   It's about a family called the Cavanaghs.  The youngest Cavanagh, Pheylan, is a Captain in a fleet that is attacked by an unknown race out in the middle of nowhere in space.  The aliens rip them to pieces, and take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; him captive, oh no!  So then the rest of his family with their riches and their bodyguards go to save him.  Jolly good time.  Oh, and it's a three-part-series, but the second book is all about the aliens and I felt it a waste of time.  (I'm not all that into scifi.  I just like the human stuff.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;    I actually got to meet this author, too!  He signed another book for me, "The Ica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;rus Hunt."  That one's cool, too.  Kind of Han Solo-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I also just started a manga called "Vampire Knight" and HOLY GOODNESS.  It's a rip-roarin' good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img36.onemanga.com/mangas/00000050/00000007/01-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 183px;" src="http://img36.onemanga.com/mangas/00000050/00000007/01-02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; time.  For some reason the vampires have blood, and they seem to like licking people just as much as they like sucking out their juices, but it's good nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;   I think my favorite character is Kaname.  Mr. Head-vampire-of-the-night-school guy.  He's very serious and when he shows that angry "I'm gonna kill j00" side, it's pretty thrilling.&lt;br /&gt;   OH I FORGOT TO SAY WHAT IT'S ABOUT.  Yeah, it's about a private school that has a "Day Class" and a "Night Class."  The main character, Yuki (a girl name this time, unlike Fruits Basket) is a prefect with another boy Zero.  They have to keep the Day Class from being fangirly idiots twice a day because *GASP* the Night Class is all vampires.  Gorgeous vampires.  As if in a story the vampires wouldn't be gorgeous, ho ho.  (Read the scanlations &lt;a href="http://www.onemanga.com/Vampire_Knight/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, btw.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Speaking of vampires, hello!  Twilight movie!  (Clip is only 1:10.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AzXjWutI0GA&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AzXjWutI0GA&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Stunt work is fuuuuuuuun.  I love the boards coming up when they're sliding across the floor, wow.  It's hard to imagine things like that in my head when I read books.  (Not that that itself was in the book, but it's a good additive, I'd say.)  This is why I love live action!  I have a feeling that this is going to be a very good adaption.  I sure hope so, anyway.&lt;br /&gt;   "Twilight" is a novel by Stephenie Meyer.  You can read about it at &lt;a href="http://www.stepheniemeyer.com/"&gt;stepheniemeyer.com&lt;/a&gt;.  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