<?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-1644478600196169575</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:58:38.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ke Li's Corner</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ke_li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03513900183318097642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WOpyUKIL2LA/SM6pnqu6CxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dB3Z8GdtQrA/S220/n598816162_1812478_2303.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644478600196169575.post-8169202182941228784</id><published>2008-10-22T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T13:48:06.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>U2</title><content type='html'>U2 is my favorite band of all time. Every song of theres seems to have a meaning and personal connection for me. With or Without You is my favorite song they have written so far. Something about it just hits me ya know? It makes me want to cry when I hear it, no matter what I'm doing I just have to stop and listen. It's like an enchantment.&lt;br /&gt;Walk On is also another really good one. Whenever I feel like I'm going to fall apart I listen to that and it gives me something extra that I need.&lt;br /&gt;And love it's not the easy thing&lt;br /&gt;The only baggage, that you can bring&lt;br /&gt;Not the easy thing, the only baggage you can bring&lt;br /&gt;Is all that you can't leave behind&lt;br /&gt;Thats so true isn't it? Baggage weighs us down and there are those things we truly can't leave behind no matter if we want to or not.&lt;br /&gt;Then the part:&lt;br /&gt;And you know it aches&lt;br /&gt;And your heart, it breaks&lt;br /&gt;You can only take so much&lt;br /&gt;It seems like the hardest thing that we have to do is break our own hearts because there is no one else that you can blame besides yourself and you know its for the best but it doesn't stop from making it an excruciatingly painful experience. The worst...&lt;br /&gt;I also particularly love Stuck In A Moment. But With or Without You is the most amazing.&lt;br /&gt;She got me with nothing to win,&lt;br /&gt;and nothing left to lose...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644478600196169575-8169202182941228784?l=keliscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8169202182941228784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644478600196169575&amp;postID=8169202182941228784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/8169202182941228784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/8169202182941228784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/2008/10/u2.html' title='U2'/><author><name>ke_li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03513900183318097642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WOpyUKIL2LA/SM6pnqu6CxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dB3Z8GdtQrA/S220/n598816162_1812478_2303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644478600196169575.post-8280584001355744968</id><published>2008-10-01T10:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T10:43:53.385-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life is</title><content type='html'>So it comes to my attention that although we have more freedom college is in effect a glorified high school. I mean think about it everything is fake. They tell us to be honest and feed us crap about community and being a good person and tell us its all about what we gain personally thorugh discovering ourselves and that grades don't matter. Hypocrites.&lt;br /&gt;Grades do matter. Do everything you can to be better than the person next to you. Thats what it seems like. In the end it's creating their ideal world of what they want. Be reputable make good money and contribute the way we want you to. It's frustrating. The world isn't forgiving....and it is about the grades and the money. It does matter to so many people.&lt;br /&gt;Money simply isn't that important.&lt;br /&gt;So I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is more complicated than it needs to be. You just have to feel with your whole self. na? I mean Iit's like art. Extrememly therapeutic its like taking a piece of yourself, raw emotion, and making it into something tangible. Thats why any art that you see that makes you feel something is real. Its a part of you recognizing the emotion behind the art. It's likea piece that scares you, makes you happy just looking at it, or a piece that makes your heart break and ache just looking at it.&lt;br /&gt;That's art.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644478600196169575-8280584001355744968?l=keliscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/8280584001355744968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644478600196169575&amp;postID=8280584001355744968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/8280584001355744968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/8280584001355744968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/2008/10/life-is.html' title='life is'/><author><name>ke_li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03513900183318097642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WOpyUKIL2LA/SM6pnqu6CxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dB3Z8GdtQrA/S220/n598816162_1812478_2303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644478600196169575.post-3861205157436251373</id><published>2008-09-17T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T17:33:32.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm Asians it's whats for dinner...</title><content type='html'>Sorry it's been soooo long. many crazy things have ahappened. last weel most of the city was without power. And it was a nightmare. i didn't got to work on Monday because there was no way it would be possible. Powelr lines trees down crazy drivers. I spent the whole day with Nana. My computer turned off and wouldn't come on. So I went to the IT center the guy checked it out. Took the battery out and tried to run it on ac power. That didn't work and he said I might have fried the motherboard. i wanted to cry, but he said to take it to the other IT palce across the halla nd have the pros look at it.&lt;br /&gt;So Nana and I went over and this guy who seriously reminded me of Santa Claus. He was all magical he looked at it and did the exact same thing that the other guy did and it magically worked!!!! I wanted to cry I was so happy. Nana and I were amazed!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Everything was so crazy that week especially the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Friday I worked and spent the night with Fred and Crys. We watched Benny&amp;amp;Joon. It was amazing, I absolutely loved it. Saturday was a tiring day at work.&lt;br /&gt;Emily called me on Sunday morning and asked me to pick her up. So I did. And I was late to church and I had to speak. After that I had to run to my grandparents for the sibs birthday party and hung out with everyone.  My whole parking pass thing this weekend was a mess.&lt;br /&gt;My mom almost lost it and I had to borrow Tess's parking pass for one night.&lt;br /&gt;A mess.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways good news, I am getting a house. Well renting one. With Tess and Nana and perhaps one other person. maybe Lydia maybe someone else.  :) We are all making list of what we have and what we need. We are all super excited. I might start cleaning Tess's moms house for some extra money. I need that to finish paying my housing stuff then get enough money for the apartment and to get everything we need. As well as saving for Italy and a camera.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644478600196169575-3861205157436251373?l=keliscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/3861205157436251373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644478600196169575&amp;postID=3861205157436251373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/3861205157436251373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/3861205157436251373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/mmmm-asians-its-whats-for-dinner.html' title='mmmm Asians it&apos;s whats for dinner...'/><author><name>ke_li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03513900183318097642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WOpyUKIL2LA/SM6pnqu6CxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dB3Z8GdtQrA/S220/n598816162_1812478_2303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644478600196169575.post-5989286195074089253</id><published>2008-09-15T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T12:01:53.725-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day With Nana</title><content type='html'>OK so today I'm spending with Nana-chan! :)&lt;div&gt;Just a quick update of the day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Nana is spending the night with me at the dorm. She doesn't have power at home and she has an early class tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. This morning Emmanuel called me at 6 AM....because he was in a shady part of town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. I'm NOT working today. No way I'm going out and driving. We had hurricane winds and there are trees down all over Eastern Parkway. I'm lucky U of L didn't really lose power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had sushi and chinese for lunch. :) I might run home and get blankets and stuff. I have to take the suitcases home too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really am hoping that me'n Nana can hit up the Asian Food market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh for a funny story. A couple days ago my exroomie Lorin and another girl Megan decided that it would be cool to moon the people outside on the ground floor...yeah. Sometimes I wonder about them. I really was annoyed that they run around the floor naked. Plus this other girl was running around in just a thong. My eyes were burning. I mean don't get me wrong I definitely  don't have a problem with nakedness and the human body in art but man that was not what I wanted to see at like 2 AM...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lorin had this febreeze obsession and she always sprayed it over the air conditioner so it would go through the whole room. The first kind she had literally made the room smell like someone had pissed in there. It was horrible. Plus as cool as she can be she can also be really rude sometimes. Like one time when she came in at 3AM and turned all the lights and music on when I was asleep...I was pissed. Especially cause at first when we moved in together she was like when you wake up before me be quiet. Go get ready in the bathroom or somewhere else cause I want to sleep. RUDE. It is my room too. Plus she used both mirrors in our room at the same time to do her hair so it was practically impossible to get ready in the morning. She was like you'll just have to wait. I'm not a big fan of sororities or partying and all she and the neighbs do is party and stuff. We were total opposites. She likes High School Musical and Zac Efron. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways....life sucks and I'm still trying to catch up from last Tuesday from when I was sick. :( Blech.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644478600196169575-5989286195074089253?l=keliscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/5989286195074089253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644478600196169575&amp;postID=5989286195074089253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/5989286195074089253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/5989286195074089253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-with-nana.html' title='A Day With Nana'/><author><name>ke_li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03513900183318097642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WOpyUKIL2LA/SM6pnqu6CxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dB3Z8GdtQrA/S220/n598816162_1812478_2303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1644478600196169575.post-7524203922969242070</id><published>2008-09-14T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T22:03:11.812-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beginning of Ke Li's Corner</title><content type='html'>A word to the wise on the name of my journal. Ke Li is my Chinese name and it sounds cooler than Emily for a blog and its easier to think of a blog name that way. So I'm in effect Ke Li.&lt;br /&gt;Brother Spraggins suggested that I make a blog to documnet my transition to college, it sounded good to get the funny moments. So now I have to catch up and explain a few things.&lt;br /&gt;A timeline is in order before I can start with some of my stories. When I first moved in I moved into the room 423 Threkeld Hall, I had two roomates Raquela nd Kenzie. Both of them were awesome and amazing and totally black. Kenzie was from Frankfort. She is practical and efficient she also genuinely cares for others and shes always got your back when your in a spot. Raquel was from Lexington she is amazingly boisterous and always has everyone laughing, she loves bright colors. :)  Candyce lived down the hall and is awesome to the extreme. She is amazzingly sweet and i'm designing all of them tats. :)&lt;br /&gt;After living there for almost two weeks I was given a permanent room at Miller in room 246. My roomie was Lorin Carlisle aka Tex/Texas. Guess where she was from? Anyways Lorin loves febreeze to the max. Just today I moved into a new room on the same floor. Room 233 with Lydia, who plays the harp and does art too. We get along very well and we have really close values. hse soesn't drink, smoke, or party. Plus shes an early riser and serious about school. I have a feeling we'll be good friends. She also loves antiques and collects them.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway my story from today is about our move. Our RA Kerry was gone for the weekend to her bfs. Me, Kara and Nicole had this weekend to switch rooms. And we couldnt do the paperwork or switch keys until he came back. We moved everything though and got everything ready. When Kerry came back she was super PO'd about the fact that we had moved. Cause apparentely it was the wrong order. She was like, 'You're lucky I didnt make you guys pull your stuff out. They are supposed to be empty when I do the paperwork.' I wanted to tell her that I had given Kara everything I own and Kara gave Nicole everything she owned and Nicole gave me everything she owned. For now....she would kill me. She was  already pissed but thats what happens when you mess with a smarty who has a dad that acts the same way. Its the lawyerness(new word), it happens by osmosis.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways so then we had to run to lorin's room cause Kerry was doing room checks and stash the Wizard(her illegal router). Hectic running down the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways after discussing it with Lydia I think when I bring my fridge we are going to try to be as healthy as possible and keep fresh stuff here as well as milk and soy milk. She also might start working out with me. i hope she will I need it . The food here is gross. Its all fried and fast food. It makes you feel gross you know? Eatig to much doesn't make me fel my best. Plus with fencing I should be set for excercising. I DO NOT want to gain weight I want to lose it.....I will try my best. e&lt;br /&gt;Lydia was on the phone today and she was talking about her toenail. Lydias toenail is special. It's always painted because shes stubbed it so many times this summer that its falling off. So shes lamenting it. 'But it's my favorite toenail.' No joke it's her favorite toenail. I'll post a picture of it sometime. Lyd' is pretty into the whole toe thing. She hates cutting her toenails cause she says the smell is horrible. Pretty wild huh? :)&lt;br /&gt;My current obsession is the Taiwanese/Chinese drama "Bull Fighting" Dou Niu- Yao Bu Yao? And the opening song by Tank- Xing Guang Bang. The main words are the title of the drama its amazingness. I will post a whole article on it eventually.&lt;br /&gt;More funny stories and moments will be coming soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1644478600196169575-7524203922969242070?l=keliscorner.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/feeds/7524203922969242070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1644478600196169575&amp;postID=7524203922969242070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/7524203922969242070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1644478600196169575/posts/default/7524203922969242070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keliscorner.blogspot.com/2008/09/beginning-of-ke-lis-corner.html' title='The Beginning of Ke Li&apos;s Corner'/><author><name>ke_li</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03513900183318097642</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WOpyUKIL2LA/SM6pnqu6CxI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/dB3Z8GdtQrA/S220/n598816162_1812478_2303.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
