<?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-921524607875258810</id><updated>2011-07-31T01:02:51.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SAHLAHKEEEEEMMMM</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-8556299016658437724</id><published>2009-08-12T17:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T17:27:48.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>http://sarahkeem.tumblr.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-8556299016658437724?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/8556299016658437724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=8556299016658437724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/8556299016658437724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/8556299016658437724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2009/08/goodbye.html' title='GOODBYE'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-1980027232460546882</id><published>2009-05-26T00:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T00:25:33.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShuZZYQz7WI/AAAAAAAAAEs/BahC92uOuaA/s1600-h/paoh1219930677hs5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman"; 	mso-ansi-language:#0400; 	mso-fareast-language:#0400; 	mso-bidi-language:#0400;} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Amazing love,&lt;br /&gt;How can it be&lt;br /&gt;That You, my King, would die for &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Amazing love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know it’s true.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s my&lt;i&gt; joy&lt;/i&gt; to honor You,&lt;br /&gt;In all I do, I honor You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've neglected God for so long. But I already know that I'm forgiven.&lt;br /&gt;The one and only stable love &lt;3 st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;millbrae&lt;/st1:place&gt; a lot. I miss driving and knowing what places to go and what places to avoid. I feel so needy without a car here. Not knowing where anything is outside of westwood. But the more and more I get out of the westwood bubble, I begin to fall in love with LA. The weather isn't too bad either. The people here aren't as snobby as I thought they'd be too. I've been meeting a lot more people I enjoy spending time with. I'm just sad that it's already turning summer. Next year... I'll have to start all over again. sigh. STILL CANT WAIT TO GO HOME THOUGH. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photo update..sd, battle, lacma... stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFe0Z2rjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/N9Twa994AzA/s1600-h/0418091925%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFe0Z2rjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/N9Twa994AzA/s320/0418091925%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337475272897113650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFT64LydI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HqyJ7rcZJGw/s1600-h/IMG_0248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFT64LydI/AAAAAAAAAEc/HqyJ7rcZJGw/s320/IMG_0248.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337475085656377810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFPEltTqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OivGbelX_gk/s1600-h/IMG_02631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFPEltTqI/AAAAAAAAAEU/OivGbelX_gk/s320/IMG_02631.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337475002363891362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFCcOs-uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/h-UXanRabXc/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFCcOs-uI/AAAAAAAAAEM/h-UXanRabXc/s320/IMG_0393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337474785371552482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKE2EgE2uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6_68hpvBRRM/s1600-h/IMG_0409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKE2EgE2uI/AAAAAAAAAD8/6_68hpvBRRM/s320/IMG_0409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337474572843539170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKEr9M3yLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ch3gcS9aYY0/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKEr9M3yLI/AAAAAAAAAD0/Ch3gcS9aYY0/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337474399085250738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKEmPpI_II/AAAAAAAAADs/z43yjFmcdSk/s1600-h/IMG_0417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKEmPpI_II/AAAAAAAAADs/z43yjFmcdSk/s320/IMG_0417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337474300956441730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKDvRxHXWI/AAAAAAAAADk/_o_lyHU6yXU/s1600-h/IMG_0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKDvRxHXWI/AAAAAAAAADk/_o_lyHU6yXU/s320/IMG_0501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337473356633955682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKDkG-0INI/AAAAAAAAADc/AeXVYDr3te8/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKDkG-0INI/AAAAAAAAADc/AeXVYDr3te8/s320/IMG_0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337473164760064210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love how my life is going. There's nothing more that I need. Of course, there's always somethings I wish i could change or wish I had or whatever... but this is the best it's been in awhile. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-7516391094799086838?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/7516391094799086838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=7516391094799086838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/7516391094799086838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/7516391094799086838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2009/05/amazing-love.html' title='Amazing love'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ShKFe0Z2rjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/N9Twa994AzA/s72-c/0418091925%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-1564453133432219193</id><published>2009-04-13T15:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T15:29:16.629-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Honestly, I thought that i can forgive people easily. People say they can forgive but can't forget. But for me, if I can't forget it... I don't know how it's possible to forgive the person. You fucked up. It's your loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ANYHOOS. crazy week in general. dina came. parents came. clubbing reunion with the girls. spontaneous lmu weekend. beach. main st. F3 surprise birthday. WOOH. i should stop having jamie fox as my anthem. TIME TO GET MY SHIT STRAIHGT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO8jyDMBmI/AAAAAAAAADU/zLgO542rvJ4/s1600-h/IMG_0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO8jyDMBmI/AAAAAAAAADU/zLgO542rvJ4/s320/IMG_0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324306507398645346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO8O6EIG-I/AAAAAAAAADM/EHdL4Zl9-DI/s1600-h/IMG_0074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO8O6EIG-I/AAAAAAAAADM/EHdL4Zl9-DI/s320/IMG_0074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324306148772813794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO8K39RcJI/AAAAAAAAADE/V5NrFjF43r8/s1600-h/IMG_0136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO8K39RcJI/AAAAAAAAADE/V5NrFjF43r8/s320/IMG_0136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324306079487717522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO7uIFliYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/QlNub5YEiJ4/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO7uIFliYI/AAAAAAAAAC8/QlNub5YEiJ4/s320/IMG_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324305585601350018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO7npA69mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z6hu1_E5ORU/s1600-h/IMG_0172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO7npA69mI/AAAAAAAAAC0/Z6hu1_E5ORU/s320/IMG_0172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324305474181068386" 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/921524607875258810-1564453133432219193?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/1564453133432219193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=1564453133432219193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/1564453133432219193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/1564453133432219193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2009/04/honestly-i-thought-that-i-can-forgive.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SeO8jyDMBmI/AAAAAAAAADU/zLgO542rvJ4/s72-c/IMG_0016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-8387674137586856217</id><published>2009-04-10T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T12:19:11.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLLILOLLILOLLIPOPPPPPPP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2663/106/101/511871354/n511871354_2811978_4963291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 500px; height: 336px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/photos-ak-snc1/v2663/106/101/511871354/n511871354_2811978_4963291.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is so addicting. LOLLILOLLILOLLILOLLIPOP&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5pjPM35DVVE&lt;br /&gt;love it, hate it, WHATEVAAAA &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides listening to this song 24/7..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-Z4wmnMDI/AAAAAAAAACc/xrmq2OKK8y4/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-Z4wmnMDI/AAAAAAAAACc/xrmq2OKK8y4/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323142484973793330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-Z1FDL8hI/AAAAAAAAACU/XJC14qjDlDU/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-Z1FDL8hI/AAAAAAAAACU/XJC14qjDlDU/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323142421742875154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-ZwKSDunI/AAAAAAAAACM/ikggTgRihl4/s1600-h/IMG_0032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-ZwKSDunI/AAAAAAAAACM/ikggTgRihl4/s320/IMG_0032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323142337248082546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-ZqGEDtvI/AAAAAAAAACE/uQb00VVKxj8/s1600-h/IMG_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-ZqGEDtvI/AAAAAAAAACE/uQb00VVKxj8/s320/IMG_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323142233036404466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-ZhK4q4RI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xPGBRUx19CE/s1600-h/IMG_0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-ZhK4q4RI/AAAAAAAAAB8/xPGBRUx19CE/s320/IMG_0048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323142079711994130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-ZWDqowfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WpKrowQaa4U/s1600-h/IMG_0023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-ZWDqowfI/AAAAAAAAAB0/WpKrowQaa4U/s320/IMG_0023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323141888795525618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girls gotta let loose once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;these girls seriously keep me sane in LA.&lt;br /&gt;eff boys. SURRRIOUUUSSS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-8387674137586856217?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/8387674137586856217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=8387674137586856217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/8387674137586856217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/8387674137586856217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2009/04/lollilollilollipoppppppp.html' title='LOLLILOLLILOLLIPOPPPPPPP'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/Sd-Z4wmnMDI/AAAAAAAAACc/xrmq2OKK8y4/s72-c/IMG_0040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-2340447392982516559</id><published>2009-04-03T01:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T01:09:36.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss my umma.... &amp;amp; goo joon pyo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-2340447392982516559?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/2340447392982516559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=2340447392982516559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/2340447392982516559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/2340447392982516559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-my-umma.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-7287146598401580167</id><published>2009-03-30T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:28:44.144-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LET SPRING QUARTER BEGIN!</title><content type='html'>SO, this is probably going to be the hardest quarter because&lt;br /&gt;1. I have an 8am painting class which ends at 12&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm taking 2 GE's that are pointless but were the only ones left&lt;br /&gt;3. CWorld History is retarded and takes attendance too. No cellphones allowed. I feel like I'm in high school all over again&lt;br /&gt;4. Chinese art history wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. but i guess the good side to this is that I will actually be a good student going to class and taking notes and doing homework instead of effin around like i did the last two quarters. and then cramming all the knowledge i can during midterm season and finals week! woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spring break was AH-mazing. it felt so good to reunite with everyone once again. it was short but sweet. if it went any longer, i think that would've been no good. even though i do wish it was longer... it was still perfect. i miss my family and friends. but it's time to suck it up and have fun with some of the kids in LA. cause WOOH IM IN LA BITCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SdGNw6F0F_I/AAAAAAAAABs/mwan-k8zMkU/s1600-h/559836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SdGNw6F0F_I/AAAAAAAAABs/mwan-k8zMkU/s320/559836.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319188506268145650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end it... kkotbodanamja is ending tmrw. i really don't know if i can handle the. end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-7287146598401580167?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/7287146598401580167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=7287146598401580167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/7287146598401580167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/7287146598401580167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2009/03/let-spring-quarter-begin.html' title='LET SPRING QUARTER BEGIN!'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SdGNw6F0F_I/AAAAAAAAABs/mwan-k8zMkU/s72-c/559836.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-899268990642211195</id><published>2009-03-19T00:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:45:40.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WINTER QUARTER CAN KISS MY ASS GOODBYE</title><content type='html'>I'M DONE! DONE WITH DRAWING! DONE WITH ART MODERNISM! DONE WITH PHY SCI 5! DONE DONE DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this quarter= failure&lt;br /&gt;I do not know how I did KASA danceoff last quarter. This quarter was probably the greatest schedule and also not that many hard classes. BUT I SLACKED OFF LIKE CRAZYYYY. next quarter= hell. SIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday weekend was crazy fun. Had a good amount of sober fun and a good amount of nonsober fun. I was not looking forward to my birthday... you guys would know from reading my previous post... but this birthday was a very unexpected surprise. Everyone here really made the effort to make this a great birthday for me and I am thankful for them all. Forreals &lt;3&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ScIFWpjOYoI/AAAAAAAAABM/3IShsJ-LB5c/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ScIFWpjOYoI/AAAAAAAAABM/3IShsJ-LB5c/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ScIFWpjOYoI/AAAAAAAAABM/3IShsJ-LB5c/s1600-h/IMG_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ScIFWpjOYoI/AAAAAAAAABM/3IShsJ-LB5c/s320/IMG_0631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314816396919464578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ScIFICUctjI/AAAAAAAAABE/FO7JWSPUe6k/s1600-h/IMG_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ScIFICUctjI/AAAAAAAAABE/FO7JWSPUe6k/s320/IMG_0548.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314816145870337586" 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/921524607875258810-899268990642211195?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/899268990642211195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=899268990642211195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/899268990642211195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/899268990642211195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2009/03/winter-quarter-can-kiss-my-ass-goodbye.html' title='WINTER QUARTER CAN KISS MY ASS GOODBYE'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/ScIFWpjOYoI/AAAAAAAAABM/3IShsJ-LB5c/s72-c/IMG_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-5382262664921197926</id><published>2009-03-12T21:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T22:50:56.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19 well spent</title><content type='html'>So, I haven't been posting and using this thing in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty caught up in the college life. Still adjusting to the new lifestyle of freedom and responsibility. Lovin' LA but missing Millbrae dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours I turn 19. It is nothing special at all. 19 is just... a year after 18.. a year before 20. Where in the world did the year go? It really just felt like yesterday when I back in Millbrae having my joint birthday with my loves, tammy and tina. That was a cold day. Getting rejection letters from SD too. HAHAHA. but other then that.. it was probably the best birthday just because everyone was together. It felt like our whole senior class was at that park celebrating our birthdays. Man, I miss high school. It was horrible times but also the best of times. Not to get you wrong, I LOVE COLLEGE. but home is TRULY where the &lt;3 is. I take home for granted. And for breaks, I still fought with my parents not used to the restriction of my freedom. BUT HOME IS REALLY JUST.. SO.. UHFSJDFH. i don't even know how to explain it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I see this birthday as so insignificant to me. I'm not celebrating it with the ones I truly love, my family. My family back in ... CLEARFIELD DR, MILLBRAE. And my family back in the SIX FIVE OH &amp;amp; FOH OH EIGHT! haha. NOt to get you guys wrong once again. I have met a bunch of GREAT people in college as well. Butt buddies, oppas, unnies (I have never been able to call someone unnie/oppa until college. gross.) And I thank God that I have them here with me in college because without most of them, I do not know where I would be, who I would be hanging out with, and who to rely on. But I can't help but be a bit depressed that I'm not home right now. College truly made me realize how much I miss my family, especially my brother. We've never been in a lovey dovey brother/sister relationship. But I've been hearing that my brother has been telling people that he misses me. He even told people that it was my birthday tmrw. I don't know why, but that breaks my heart. It sucks that I can't be there for him in his first year of high school.While I'm here living the life in college, my brother is adjusting to the new life of high school with completely new people and sets of friends. I JUST WANT TO BE HOME FOR MY BIRTHDAY. THAT WOULD BE THE BEST PRESENT EVER. I know that I'm going home in A WEEK. BUT, cmon.. just for that one day... I'd like to be home. SIGH FUCK FINALS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't mean to get hella depressed on you guys. I'M REALLY NOT THAT DEPRESSED AND CRYING IN MY BED COUNTING THE DAYS TO GO HOME. I'm just.. taking a big SIGH... at the fact that I wish I was home on my birthday. BUT, I decided to make the best out the day I WAS BORN. 19 years... and counting... hopefully.. HAHHA ;D   19 years of being blessed with great a supportive family and the best friends I could ask for. 19 years of God by my side. 19 years well spent.   &lt;3&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SbnyopoYBbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Fxm_PclJvl0/s1600-h/n1046190231_30092252_9746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SbnyopoYBbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Fxm_PclJvl0/s320/n1046190231_30092252_9746.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312544015644100018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SbnwnN3r1mI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hPLACziqHkM/s1600-h/IMG_5935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SbnwnN3r1mI/AAAAAAAAAA0/hPLACziqHkM/s320/IMG_5935.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312541791988995682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another great present would be dominic in a box HAHAHAHHA ;D WAHAHAHA TEHEHEHEHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-5382262664921197926?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/5382262664921197926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=5382262664921197926' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/5382262664921197926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/5382262664921197926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2009/03/19-well-spent.html' title='19 well spent'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SbnyopoYBbI/AAAAAAAAAA8/Fxm_PclJvl0/s72-c/n1046190231_30092252_9746.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-3264660412195063067</id><published>2008-11-24T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T03:08:14.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KASA FRESHMAN DANCE OFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbVhjCBgJ7s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sbVhjCBgJ7s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WINNERS BITCH! better videos on facebook though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4O22BYhdePc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4O22BYhdePc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, when they announce 2nd place to irvine, you see a group of people jumping up and down cheering. You may think its irvine... but it was actually LA because we KNEW we got first place once we found out irvine got 2nd. Then they zoom up on irvines face and you can see the dissapointment. i feel bad. hahaha BUT SHIIIIETT WE WON. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, let me just be gay for a minute and reflect on my experience with kasa danceoff yaheard? okay, the only reason i basically decided to do this was because &lt;br /&gt;1. i wanted to meet new people&lt;br /&gt;2. i wanted to have fun&lt;br /&gt;3. all my friends were pressuring me to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..&lt;br /&gt;1. there was a lot of drama that came along with this (we're korean.. DUH)&lt;br /&gt;2. practices were NOT fun.. they went from 7pm to 5am... 7days a week.. most of the time&lt;br /&gt;3. i was failing my midterms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, i must say that going up to perform for those small 5 minutes, whether you were in the front middle or back, was probably the best 5 minutes I experienced in a long time. the adrenaline went POP POP POP. I can't even explain how it felt. YES AS GAY AS THAT SOUNDS.. IT WAS STILL FUCKING AMAZING. i hated the practices.. forreals. I woke up every morning to some kind of bruise, some muscle pulled or just could not get out of bed the next morning.. or afternoon. I could not make it to many of my classes and therefore failed my stupid fucking useless earthquakes midterm. I woke up everyday knowing that it was just another day of tiring practices. i hated it. There was a lot of animosity that filled the kasa atmosphere as well. DRAMA. GOSSIP. JEALOUSY. BITTERNESS. WHATEVER. many people in kasa got on my nerves whether it was cause they were bitches, annoying as fuck or i was just annoyed of seeing the same people every single day 10 hours a day. I hated kasa so much and there were so many times i just wanted to give up and quit even during the last week after all that work and finished formations. That wouldve been sucha bitch move. haha. But I didnt. ANd i cant explain to you how much I do not regret not quitting. does that make sense? yeah. well, it wasn't even about winning. Just going up on stage was the most amazing feeling EVER. it was CUUHHHRAZZYYYYYY!!!!!!! holy shiiiiitttttt. AND ON TOP OF THAT... BEATING IRVINE, GETTING FIRST PLACE AFTER IRVINE HAD THE TROPHY FOR 3 LONG YEARS, TAKING 1ST PLACE BACK, WAS SHSDIFUKJSDFKSDH! after being hated on by so many schools during the preparty and after hearing people talk so much shit about our set, WE SHOWED THOSE BITCHESS WSUPPPPPP. LOL hdiuasdkjasd woooh i don tknow what im saying.. its 3am... im nocturnal.. but yet delirious. but yeah, point is.. after a long ass essay here.. i dont regret danceoff at all. its a love hate relationship. and i must admit.. i didnt really like the people in danceoff in the beginning.. but i miss them. i wont admit that i love everyone.. but im going to admit that i miss kasa danceoff team and lot 4. BUT FUCK THAT.. CAUSE WE'RE PERFORMING AT KOLLABORATION BITCHHHHH!! AND i get to see those annoying fuckers later -_- hahah jk. &lt;3 YAY TO FIRST PLACE :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay time to study ahead for finals! GOING HOME THIS WEEK IM SO EXCITED !!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-3264660412195063067?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/3264660412195063067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=3264660412195063067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/3264660412195063067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/3264660412195063067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2008/11/kasa-freshman-dance-off.html' title='KASA FRESHMAN DANCE OFF'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-377880202971142908</id><published>2008-07-17T16:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T16:21:18.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowerpot</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGoYwYahKFs&amp;amp;hl=ko&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WGoYwYahKFs&amp;hl=ko&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-377880202971142908?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/377880202971142908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=377880202971142908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/377880202971142908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/377880202971142908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2008/07/flowerpot.html' title='Flowerpot'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-921524607875258810.post-8587464599689858635</id><published>2008-07-15T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:48:46.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Korea AH AH</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I got one of these things. Especially since I do not know anyone that uses this. Stupid Dandy... But this looks fun and it is 3:05am &amp;amp; i am currently jetlag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223180848800485058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SHx3TvJgTsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SLfQZ583OHY/s320/IMG_2086.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It's been like my 4th day back from my long trip to Japan &amp;amp; Korea. I missed Millbrae muchos but coming back, i am already bored. I miss Korea. I miss the atmosphere. I miss pale faces. I miss Korean words written everywhere. I miss REALLY bad drivers. I miss having something to do at all hours of the day and night. Wherever. Whenever. GAH someone take me back. I am currently going through that korean phase. I'm sure it'll go away... But right now, I am currently hating being back at home because it is so boring and there is absolutely nothing to do. I was excited to come back home thinking that there would be so much to do with my friends here. But no one is doing anything! &lt;em&gt;WHAT IS THIS NONSENSEEE&lt;/em&gt;. It's the summer before college and no one WANTS to play with each other. Everyone is split up. People hate each other. I don't like it at all. &lt;strong&gt;LAMMMMMMMEE&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;sigh &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SHx-triLpiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ex4xof9OLRw/s1600-h/n626560048_1210964_7072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223188991088240162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" height="252" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SHx-triLpiI/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ex4xof9OLRw/s320/n626560048_1210964_7072.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love Kpop. AHAHAHAA. I'm not embarassed to say it anymore. Their songs are so ridiculous sometimes. But it is so addicting and catchy. And it helps being big bang because they are so hot &lt;3. size="5"&gt;The fire is still alive.&lt;/span&gt; NEHEHEHE. Lucky butt joyce got to see T.O.P &amp;amp; Taeyang. MY FAVORITES &lt;333333&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kim Yoobin was born on 10/4/88. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/921524607875258810-8587464599689858635?l=sahlahkeem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/feeds/8587464599689858635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=921524607875258810&amp;postID=8587464599689858635' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/8587464599689858635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/921524607875258810/posts/default/8587464599689858635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sahlahkeem.blogspot.com/2008/07/korea-ah-ah.html' title='Korea AH AH'/><author><name>Sarah Keem</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17015961508628774425</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UYo4WrQI6nw/SHx3TvJgTsI/AAAAAAAAAAM/SLfQZ583OHY/s72-c/IMG_2086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
