<?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-6160266</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:48:24.732-04:00</updated><title type='text'>My Rambles</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>163</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-116227530786046120</id><published>2006-10-31T00:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T01:15:07.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FINITO.So we're finished the second part of PBD, an amazing course (or rather, the ONLY course) we're taking at school.  The exam wasn't the greatest, but I'm proud that I managed and got through it.  In the middle of writing it, I literally fell asleep.  It must have been no more than 5 secs, but I felt my eyes drifting and mind going blank.  Uhhh... not a good thing.  The weird thing though, is</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/116227530786046120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=116227530786046120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/116227530786046120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/116227530786046120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/10/finito.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-116183641671733233</id><published>2006-10-26T00:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T00:20:16.733-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PERFECT TIMING...I head home before carrying out my week-long studying crusade.  It's almost like a ritual, coming home to stock up on food and getting the words of encouragement from my parents before heading back downtown.  I go to church with my family, and we decide to drive my cousin this time.Great.  Turns out my little cousin is coughing and hacking out his lungs in the car.  Having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/116183641671733233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=116183641671733233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/116183641671733233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/116183641671733233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/10/perfect-timing.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-116149545227830760</id><published>2006-10-22T01:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T01:37:32.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>so I've taken four classes of Tai chi so far.  My instructor is the stereotypical Chinese fellow - short, stumpy, with graying hair matted on top of a potato shaped head, taking on the form of an upside-down mop.  He speaks with an incredibly thick Hong kong accent, and even I, the "Master of Fobbiness" strain to understand the words coming out of his swollen, protruding lips.During this weekend,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/116149545227830760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=116149545227830760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/116149545227830760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/116149545227830760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/10/so-ive-taken-four-classes-of-tai-chi.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-116122768818888931</id><published>2006-10-18T23:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T16:55:27.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Brainfart...So, I'm finally in the best year of medical school -- second year at UofT.  Everything has been fine and dandy so far, with no major flunking problems or major friendship issues.  We even have more time on our hands, getting every Monday, Wednesday and Friday afternoon off to do whatever we leisure.  I've started taking Tai Chi, something that I've dreamt about taking ever since I was</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/116122768818888931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=116122768818888931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/116122768818888931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/116122768818888931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/10/brainfart.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-115215582897848087</id><published>2006-07-05T22:45:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:16:33.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My day at the DentistI don't fully understand why I get so nervous each time I go to see the dentist.  They're usually harmless creatures who clean your teeth.  But this visit was different -- it has changed my perspective on them.  They're all evil!  I'm so glad that I chose medicine over dentistry back in university, when I was trying to decide my career path.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/115215582897848087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=115215582897848087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/115215582897848087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/115215582897848087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/07/my-day-at-dentist-i-dont-fully.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-114948180989216308</id><published>2006-06-05T00:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T23:15:31.656-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm finally done my first year of school at UofT and trying to think up of something interesting to say about it, but struggling real hard find anything substantial.  Nope, got nothing.  I feel ecstatic.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/114948180989216308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=114948180989216308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/114948180989216308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/114948180989216308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-im-finally-done-my-first-year-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-114834353414426875</id><published>2006-05-22T20:17:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T20:33:13.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OH MY GOODNESS.Somebody just shoot me.  I'm so BORED.  DOCH is just killing me...  I can't believe I'm studying this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/114834353414426875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=114834353414426875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/114834353414426875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/114834353414426875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/05/oh-my-goodness.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-114549857926844949</id><published>2006-04-19T21:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T13:37:13.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Procrastinating again.  Don't feel like writing my essay... *UGH*Here's something I found scribbled on the wall of the library:"If you take an oriental and spin them around, do they become disoriented?":)  Hahahah  I surprise myself sometimes.  How on earth did I get into med school?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/114549857926844949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=114549857926844949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/114549857926844949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/114549857926844949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/04/procrastinating-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-114266404242706655</id><published>2006-03-18T01:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T01:40:42.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just got back from a four day road trip to Montreal and Kingston.  Stayed at the travelodge smack in the middle of Chinatown.  We hit the key places of the city -- first with Schwartz, then McGill, St. Catherines, the carbon copy of Eaton centre, St Huberts and a place with Dirty Poutines.  Interspersed between our battle against the roaring wind outside, we often found ourselves huddling in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/114266404242706655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=114266404242706655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/114266404242706655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/114266404242706655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/03/just-got-back-from-four-day-road-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-113937472663903384</id><published>2006-02-07T23:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T01:03:32.150-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went for Salsa dancing lessons today with my classmates.  I think all of it was really fun except the fact that you have to wiggle your butt for every step of the dance.  *sigh*  Besides this, school is same old.  I love my courses.  This new semester is treating me well.  Been getting more time to do things that I didn't get a chance to do in undergrad.  I've been more involved with </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/113937472663903384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=113937472663903384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113937472663903384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113937472663903384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-went-for-salsa-dancing-lessons-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-113903490249654107</id><published>2006-02-04T01:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T18:10:06.543-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So many people are so lost in this world.  They search for enlightenment and peace but look in the wrong places.  I had an interesting experience this week.  I decided to take this meditation course because my brown friend was the instructor for it.  He introduced me to it when we started talking about the power of breathing and its similarities with Kung fu.  I've trained in martial arts for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/113903490249654107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=113903490249654107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113903490249654107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113903490249654107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/02/so-many-people-are-so-lost-in-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-113764786034270015</id><published>2006-01-19T00:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T00:17:40.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's the night before my exam and here I am procrastinating, yet again.  I've been dealing with so much lately that it's just hard to get myself focused in my school work.  Listening to so many different relationship problems and dealing with my own emotions, I just get a sickening feeling sometimes.  I'm doing ok right now though.On top of this, I need to study.  I mean I need to study.  I like </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/113764786034270015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=113764786034270015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113764786034270015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113764786034270015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/01/its-night-before-my-exam-and-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-113743084276816221</id><published>2006-01-16T11:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T20:18:15.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just came back from a weekend of fun in Quebec city for an inter-university sports competition held for all medical schools in Canada. I had a really fun time.  It was really fun catching up with some old friends and fellow classmates from Queen's and from summer research work.  Many of them had also just made it into medical school.But the highlight of the entire trip was definitely dining in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/113743084276816221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=113743084276816221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113743084276816221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113743084276816221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-came-back-from-weekend-of-fun-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-113695885220803192</id><published>2006-01-11T00:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T15:01:48.073-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am so BLESSED.  Everything seems to be working out just so perfectly.  The puzzle pieces of my life seems to be coming together.  I'm loving my current living situation and I'm loving med school.  Justing stepping back and looking at all that I have, I am still amazed by all of these opportunities that were presented to me.  Stuff like: working with Dr. Tak Mak (he's going to win a Nobel prize </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/113695885220803192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=113695885220803192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113695885220803192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113695885220803192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-am-so-blessed.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-113659050463268692</id><published>2006-01-06T17:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T19:29:36.046-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love my tutor.  Of course not that way, but I really appreciate his genuine desire to teach us and lead us during our training. I really like the dynamics of my clinical skills group.  Today, I had the chance of practicing some of my clinical examination skills over at Scarb General. We were each given our own patients to interview.  We were expected to take a full history as well as completing</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/113659050463268692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=113659050463268692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113659050463268692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/113659050463268692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-love-my-tutor.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-112183616909401926</id><published>2005-07-20T00:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T01:16:13.963-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A few pictures from my trip to CHina &amp; Hong KongHong Kong AirportGrandparents waiting for hotel check-in in Hong KongMy older sister, brother and I -- temporarily fobbifiedThe view outside of our hotel in the urban outskirts of my home city of Toi Shan, ChinaThe 1000 year old willow tree that stands in front of my home villagePuzzled as to why there was a phone in the washrooms of our hotelMy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/112183616909401926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=112183616909401926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/112183616909401926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/112183616909401926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/07/few-pictures-from-my-trip-to-china.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-112183401782088025</id><published>2005-07-19T23:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T12:31:02.026-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday to Kayan and Victor!  Happy birthday to these two special people.  You guys are awesome! ...  It seems like it's everybody's birthday around this time of the year.  There have been two that have passed so far, and three more in the upcoming few days...I loved the expression on Victor's face, when all of us crowded together at Outbacks Steakhouse to surprise him for his birthday </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/112183401782088025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=112183401782088025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/112183401782088025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/112183401782088025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-birthday-to-kayan-and-victor.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-112122807617229937</id><published>2005-07-13T00:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T00:14:36.176-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tired...I've been trying to get back into shape by doing more exercise and taking part in more physical activities.  But I don't feel as recharged by this anymore.  When I used to finish swim team practice, or even finish running 10k, I would feel alert and energized.  Now, when I run, I lose my breath more quickly (after a mere block or so); when I spar in kung fu, I don't react as fast; when I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/112122807617229937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=112122807617229937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/112122807617229937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/112122807617229937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/07/tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-112036056879501422</id><published>2005-07-02T23:07:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T00:04:27.953-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>LazinessI've been so freakingly lazy with this blog lately.  Much has happened since I last wrote a blog entry.  I've been working incessantly at the hospital, pipetting invisible DNA water into eppendorf tubes, mixing other chemicals in, and watching bacteria grow.  Work hasn't been the most exciting thing lately.  My cloning reaction plates have constantly ended up in the garbage bins.  I've </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/112036056879501422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=112036056879501422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/112036056879501422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/112036056879501422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/07/laziness-ive-been-so-freakingly-lazy.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111901508898927568</id><published>2005-06-22T18:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T20:28:54.646-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I'm finally backIt's been a long while since I last wrote an entry in this blog.  Well, I'm finally back from Hong Kong / china and resuming my normal life again.  My trip to the east gave me more than I expected.  I find myself in awe whenever I think of my trip.  I had no idea that the magnitude of separation between the lifestyles in china and western society was so large.  Having only </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111901508898927568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111901508898927568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111901508898927568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111901508898927568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/06/so-im-finally-back-its-been-long-while.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111652259402090738</id><published>2005-05-19T13:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T13:09:54.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>One more week baby!I can't believe it.  One more week and I'll be in Hong Kong!  Really excited about it...Been very busy lately.  A lot has happened: some good, some bad...  But all in all, things are definitely looking a lot brighter now.  Gotta get back to work.  sorry to the people who I owe emails to.  I've been pretty behind on that.  Will reply back to emails as soon as I get the chance to.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111652259402090738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111652259402090738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111652259402090738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111652259402090738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/05/one-more-week-baby-i-cant-believe-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111595786789170348</id><published>2005-05-12T23:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:17:47.896-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back in TorontoIt's been a while since the last time I wrote a good blog entry with actual substance.  Even for this one, I can't guarantee anything about its quality.  I'm starting to get bored of it, but I still continue to write in order to give my friends who are abroad an idea how my life has been.  *** I guess I try to use this blog as a shortcut for writing individual emails ***  I've been</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111595786789170348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111595786789170348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111595786789170348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111595786789170348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/05/back-in-toronto-its-been-while-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111542983724730462</id><published>2005-05-06T21:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T21:39:12.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wok InspirationsHere's my little advertisement for the day.  My uncle (the Chinese chef who I have mentioned to quite a few of you) just recently opened a new restaurant in Toronto, Scarborough, called Wok Inspirations.  It's on the South East corner of McNicoll and Midland.  I've been there before for both lunch and dinner, and the food tastes really good.  The price is really cheap too!  My </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111542983724730462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111542983724730462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111542983724730462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111542983724730462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/05/wok-inspirations-heres-my-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111534661446577744</id><published>2005-05-05T22:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T22:30:14.470-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Home.I've been back home for nearly four days now and things have just been awesome!  I'm working downtown at PMH in this new lab which I absolutely LOVE.  The people are so friendly and grounded, the workplace is one of a kind, and the funding flows like a waterfall (it's crazy how much money they have).  The post-doc who I am working with comes from France, so I have to spend quite a bit of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111534661446577744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111534661446577744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111534661446577744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111534661446577744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/05/home.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111428201723947626</id><published>2005-04-23T14:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T15:06:12.306-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Can't wait for summer...On the way to the Centre Island races (Summer 2004)I can already picture it.  Sunny skies, a walk along Harbourfront, hanging out at the malls, chilling with close friends; finally taking a break from all of the studying.  It will be the first summer that I would have, not having to worry about the MCAT exam and being able to work care-free at the lab.  Night time will be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111428201723947626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111428201723947626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111428201723947626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111428201723947626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/04/cant-wait-for-summer.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111412280450152915</id><published>2005-04-21T18:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T18:33:24.503-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like having one of these...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111412280450152915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111412280450152915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111412280450152915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111412280450152915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-feel-like-having-one-of-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111384198078637647</id><published>2005-04-18T12:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T12:35:01.050-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lights?  Erm...Today, while reading Macleans magazine, I stumbled across an article that talked about Einstein.  It said today marks the 50th anniversary after his death.  Tonight, people around the world are gonna use lights to celebrate his accomplishments.  I'm not too sure what they mean by that, but go to http://www.wyp2005.at/glob1-light.htm to find out more.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111384198078637647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111384198078637647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111384198078637647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111384198078637647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/04/lights-erm.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111382827385178201</id><published>2005-04-18T08:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T11:40:25.700-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>High school ReunionAlumni Barbeque - Saturday May 7, 2005 - at the school. Come along - find old friends, meet some new ones, have a burger, visit Cringan Hall (it has hardly changed - have you?).Who is going to be there? Who ever you help to invite. Help spread the word. Phone your brother, call the person who sat behind you, email your ex. Pass the information to any former Haigers.I just </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111382827385178201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111382827385178201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111382827385178201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111382827385178201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/04/high-school-reunion-alumni-barbeque.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111366538830052493</id><published>2005-04-16T11:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T18:12:08.430-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>To be young again...I was looking through some of the pictures on my computer while working on a small project and came across this picture that my sister scanned.  It's of me, when I was pretty young (I'd guess I was about 5 or 6 year old at the time).  I miss the good old days when I was so care free and just plain happy.  I think some of my most happy memories were when I was a kid.  I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111366538830052493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111366538830052493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111366538830052493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111366538830052493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-be-young-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111345500305305141</id><published>2005-04-14T00:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T19:13:11.080-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm procrastinating right now...I have something due on Friday but I don't feel like doing it right now.  That's why I'm typing this entry at 12:45am in the morning...  so SAD... I wonder why people often DREAD writing essays.  They're not as bad as people claim them to be.  When you actually get your ideas flowing, they can be fun sometimes.  Maybe I'm just a nerd, but I think I'm gonna </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111345500305305141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111345500305305141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111345500305305141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111345500305305141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-procrastinating-right-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111215994033702495</id><published>2005-03-30T00:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T00:35:08.083-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's all coming together...Today could not have been any better.  The sun was shining, the air was fresh, the wind was calm...  After a series of morning classes, I headed off to the lab to work on my mouse colon specimens.  It must have been the good weather, but everyone seemed to carry their smiles a few notches higher than usual.  My TA was laxed and I carried on with my experiments as usual.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111215994033702495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111215994033702495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111215994033702495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111215994033702495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-all-coming-together.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111177831790968367</id><published>2005-03-25T14:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T14:18:37.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Hope You DanceLee Ann Womack featuring Sons Of The DesertI hope you never lose your sense of wonderYou get your fill to eatBut always keep that hungerMay you never take one single breath for grantedGod forbid love ever leave you empty handedI hope you still feel smallWhen you stand by the oceanWhenever one door closes, I hope one more opensPromise me you'll give fate a fighting chanceAnd when </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111177831790968367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111177831790968367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111177831790968367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111177831790968367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-hope-you-dance-lee-ann-womack.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111169204745152607</id><published>2005-03-24T14:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T14:46:08.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>First wave = DONE, Second wave = soon.It's the final stretch of school.  I can already feel it.  There's just something different about the atmosphere.  Today, I finally submitted my thesis poster to the medical photography department at KGH.  It's out of my hands now.  Handing over that data CD to the technician felt like giving away the ton of brick off my back.  While walking home, I felt the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111169204745152607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111169204745152607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111169204745152607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111169204745152607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/first-wave-done-second-wave-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111112491263358913</id><published>2005-03-20T22:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T10:27:47.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And even MORE pictures...That same night, we went to celebrate Teeeeeeen's birthday at Atomica along Brock Street.  It was already 10pm at night and I hadn't eaten anything since breakfast.  It's pretty retarded how I forget to eat sometimes.  There have been occasions when my hands shake uncontrollably and when I feel extremely cold.  That night, I was so hungry while waiting for the food to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111112491263358913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111112491263358913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111112491263358913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111112491263358913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/and-even-more-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111112447599558583</id><published>2005-03-18T16:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T10:28:15.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More Pictures - Queen's Dance Club Recital&lt;!--img src="http://www.imagehostingwizard.com/is.php?i=7911&amp;img=IMG_1095.jpg" border="0"&gt;Lining up to go inside the auditorium - Olga, Tin, Mike and MeMiss Wong and MeAnna (the super dancing panda) squished in between Mike and Me--&gt;Congrats guys, you guys were amazing!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111112447599558583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111112447599558583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111112447599558583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111112447599558583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/more-pictures-queens-dance-club.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111112698074192685</id><published>2005-03-18T00:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T12:10:07.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Attachment and nostalgiaThis is One REALLY weird postWhat makes a person so attached to anything?  We live out our lives each day, interacting with our environment and finding meaning in our surroundings.  Is there any point to all of this?  Using a scientific approach, everything that I perceive is merely a collection of signals detected by specialized cells in my body.  The retinal cells of my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111112698074192685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111112698074192685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111112698074192685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111112698074192685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/attachment-and-nostalgia-this-is-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111112377572353382</id><published>2005-03-18T00:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T10:28:49.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm gonna miss this place...While uploading some pictures from my camera, I stumbled across some that I completely forgot about.  I took these pictures in October of last year using another memory card.  I don't know what inspired me to go out around campus to take pictures, but I did it.  So here they are: my sucky photos of Queen's University.  Hope you enjoy em'.&lt;!--img src="http://</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111112377572353382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111112377572353382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111112377572353382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111112377572353382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-gonna-miss-this-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111095285742115523</id><published>2005-03-16T00:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T10:29:23.836-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm procrastinating.There is literally nothing you can't modify in a picture nowadays.  These powerful artist programs like photoshop, fireworks, ???  (erm... I'm not very knowledgeable in this area, but you get what I mean), they can literally morph any picture that come their way.Since my site is lacking in visual stimuli, I decided to post a small gallery of some of my past cheap photoshop </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111095285742115523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111095285742115523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111095285742115523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111095285742115523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/im-procrastinating.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111077319612152396</id><published>2005-03-13T22:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T23:27:30.596-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Question, and the Answer: Stand for something.Hey, thanks for all of you guys who replied to my question in my last post.  I've had a bit more time to think about it.  Previously, I was debating whether I should lie in the context where dishonesty brought me some sort of advantage getting into graduate school (e.g. whether I should lie if I was asked if I applied into med school during a grad</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111077319612152396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111077319612152396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111077319612152396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111077319612152396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/question-and-answer-stand-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111023878355287141</id><published>2005-03-07T18:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T00:55:17.800-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>When is it ok to lie?I've been dealing with this questions for quite some time now.  It's been so engrained into my brain that LYING is something that should never acceptable nor tolerated.  In many applications and contexts, I've heard of stories about courageous people who have lived honest lives, having upheld this value to such a high degree and sacrificing all - even to the point where it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111023878355287141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111023878355287141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111023878355287141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111023878355287141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/when-is-it-ok-to-lie-ive-been-dealing.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-111004974713018819</id><published>2005-03-05T13:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T14:24:29.886-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got reflex alrightHave you ever said something in a conversation that was just so out of context, but came out just because it was a natural reflex?  Just like how I always end the phone conversation with my mom by saying "Bye mom, I love you", "take care" or even "talk to you later".  A funny thing happened to me today.  After lunch, my brother and I decided to play ping pong in my basement</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/111004974713018819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=111004974713018819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111004974713018819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/111004974713018819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-got-reflex-alright-have-you-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110990840135725425</id><published>2005-03-03T22:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T22:56:20.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If we could just go back to the 19th CenturyMy housemates and I took traditional Chinese "family portraits".  It's wonderful to know that you can be the silliest person around good friends.  They're like an extension to my family...  Wonderful wonderful creatures.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110990840135725425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110990840135725425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110990840135725425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110990840135725425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/03/if-we-could-just-go-back-to-19th.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110965324392182549</id><published>2005-02-28T23:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T00:00:43.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Birthday AltonCan't forget the Stars, Sun Beam, CTR, Valiant class.  Childhood friends just share experiences that are just too darn unique.  Thanks for bein' a good support, an example and the spiritual monster.  You're the shepherd boy; I'm the ugly wooly beast!  HAHAHA!  That's right.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110965324392182549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110965324392182549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110965324392182549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110965324392182549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-birthday-alton-cant-forget-stars.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110963361551346374</id><published>2005-02-28T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-01T22:00:36.766-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back to RealityReading Week is over and I am back in Kingston.  I didn't have class today, so the reality of everything hasn't fully hit me yet.  Thinking back to my passed week, I had a wonderful time back at home.  It was definitely great to see my family again and to celebrate my grandma's 85th birthday.  I caught up with my needed sleep and spent a fair amount of time catching up with news, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110963361551346374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110963361551346374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110963361551346374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110963361551346374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/02/back-to-reality-reading-week-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110911112971131124</id><published>2005-02-22T17:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T18:08:01.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's reading week!Even though some people are out having fun and partying it up, I still need to keep focused (Hypocritical ain't it?  I'm sitting here typing in my blog).  I find it hard to concentrate with all the distractions.  And knowing that my brother is on vacation in Mexico right now doesn't make things any easier.  He's probably enjoying the warm sand and nice weather.  What a butthead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110911112971131124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110911112971131124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110911112971131124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110911112971131124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-reading-week-even-though-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110819185036343718</id><published>2005-02-12T01:44:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T02:04:10.363-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>BreakI recently got in touch with an old good friend from high school and another friend from university whom I had not spoken to since last year.  It's funny how the two different stories I heard from these contacts never really seemed to be related --until tonight (I won't be sharing them, as they are quite personal to these individuals).  But the message I received was a powerful one.The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110819185036343718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110819185036343718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110819185036343718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110819185036343718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/02/break-i-recently-got-in-touch-with-old.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110793197643299560</id><published>2005-02-09T01:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T02:05:28.110-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy Chinese New Year!Tonight, I had a mini "Tuun-Leen-Fahn" with friends from Kingston.  Traditionally on the eve before Chinese New Year, a family is suppose to gather together in a feast, marking the end of the passed year and to celebrate the beginning of a New Year.  I had just that...Having spent the entire evening with people whom I have grown to care for, I am grateful for the family I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110793197643299560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110793197643299560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110793197643299560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110793197643299560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/02/happy-chinese-new-year-tonight-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110740559573526203</id><published>2005-02-02T23:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T10:29:04.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FluI have the flu.  It's been a pretty long time since I was last sick (excluding the time I caught a fever and passed out at Tin's place last semester).  I used to contribute this fact to my strong immune system and healthy lifestyle.  But I guess when you're near someone who has the flu everyday of the week, it's unpreventable.  Now, the icky feeling in my lungs, nose and throat bothers me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110740559573526203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110740559573526203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110740559573526203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110740559573526203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/02/flu-i-have-flu.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110715357591629931</id><published>2005-01-31T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-31T01:42:30.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>PicturesBRADA-SISTA 2005: Tin and me.AH-BOOT trying to Boot.Laughing at my "X's" cause' I forgot to bring my ID.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110715357591629931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110715357591629931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110715357591629931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110715357591629931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/pictures-brada-sista-2005-tin-and-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110706502209051386</id><published>2005-01-30T01:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-30T15:20:44.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Charity BallI just came back from a formal over at Grant hall.  After leaving the place, I got all nostalgic.  It felt like the end...  It's funny how events like these have this effect on people.  It made me realize how important friends really are to me and how I really do care about every single one of them.I had a memorable time.  But hopefully it doesn't end here and there are more </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110706502209051386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110706502209051386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110706502209051386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110706502209051386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/charity-ball-i-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110670588616486603</id><published>2005-01-25T21:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T21:41:23.570-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I feel like I've just awaken from somethingJust woke up from a long deep sleep.  It's strange how I created a small world in my head of what "life" really is living in Kingston and what I wanted it to be.  And it just dawn to me how I've never really paused to think about my life and what I was actually experiencing from University.  Time passed by so quickly; by the time I had to leave, I felt</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110670588616486603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110670588616486603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110670588616486603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110670588616486603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-feel-like-ive-just-awaken-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110645658862840962</id><published>2005-01-23T00:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T00:07:36.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a lovely Quote from a card an awesome friend gave me:"Our hope in difficult times is notbased on positive thinking,wishful thinking, or natural optimism.It is a certainty based on the truthsthat God is in complete controlof our universe and He loves us."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110645658862840962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110645658862840962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110645658862840962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110645658862840962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/heres-lovely-quote-from-card-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110643952228554550</id><published>2005-01-22T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T19:18:42.286-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I don't say this often enough...THANK YOU.  Thank you to those friends who have stucked with me through the many years of high school and/or university.  I'm grateful for you all.  I really appreciate the time and effort which you have put into making our friendship work.  Though I might not have given my best -- being lazy -- or relied on your efforts to keep in touch at some point during our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110643952228554550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110643952228554550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110643952228554550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110643952228554550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-dont-say-this-often-enough.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110637374423775404</id><published>2005-01-22T01:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T01:08:44.720-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's sooooooo Cold in Kingston!I woke up this morning to the weather forecast on the radio -- they said it would be negative 26 degrees in Kingston.  And boy, were they right.  It was freezing.  I haven't felt this cold ever since I was little kid during one of the snow storms in Toronto.When I walked outside, I could literally feel my nose freeze up.  All the hairs in my nostrils spike </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110637374423775404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110637374423775404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110637374423775404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110637374423775404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-sooooooo-cold-in-kingston-dunning.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110628634683913720</id><published>2005-01-21T01:32:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T00:45:46.840-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Some people are so cold they almost seem heartless...But what can you do right?  I just feel sorry for them because they're missing out.  I'm not creating enemies, but there have been a few guys who for some reason stare me down every time I pass by (for no obvious reasons).  I've been introduced to them before, and it's clear that we have mutual friends.  What holding us back from being </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110628634683913720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110628634683913720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110628634683913720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110628634683913720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/some-people-are-so-cold-they-almost.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110618794679303678</id><published>2005-01-19T21:25:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T21:25:46.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Recipe For A Happy Life Take a couple of whole months, clean them thoroughly of all Bitterness, Rumors, Hate and Jealousy; in other words, make them as fresh and as clean as possible. Now cut each month into 28, 30 or 31 different parts... But don't make up the whole batch at once.. Instead prepare it One Day At A Time. Mix well each day: One part of Faith,One of Patience,One of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110618794679303678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110618794679303678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110618794679303678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110618794679303678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/recipe-for-happy-life-take-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110610518154114935</id><published>2005-01-18T22:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T01:17:49.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These past few days...I've been very happy.  Even though there hasn't been anything extraordinary going on in my life, I'd have to admit that I'm very content.  I feel a feeling of satisfaction from my day, going to my classes, popping by the lab, spending time with good friends...  I find joy in the little things that go on in my life.  Seeing how I took so much for granted, slowing down my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110610518154114935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110610518154114935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110610518154114935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110610518154114935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/these-past-few-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110601489454508832</id><published>2005-01-17T21:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T21:27:32.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hi Erica  =)THE COOLEST, Most FANTABULOUS person at Stauffer~!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110601489454508832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110601489454508832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110601489454508832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110601489454508832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/hi-erica-coolest-most-fantabulous.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110590710531881274</id><published>2005-01-16T15:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-17T22:41:00.796-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Dual Nature of ManExcerpt taken from 1949 general conference report"'There is an old story...which told of the experience of a great artist who was engaged to paint a mural for the cathedral in a Sicilian town.  The subject was the life of Christ.  For many years the artist labored diligently, and finally the painting was finished except for the two most important figures, the Christ Child</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110590710531881274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110590710531881274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110590710531881274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110590710531881274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/dual-nature-of-man-excerpt-taken-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110584164700716811</id><published>2005-01-15T21:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T21:14:07.006-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm reading "Tuesdays with Morrie" by Mitch AlbomI love the book.  It's awesome.  So if you haven't read it before, go get yourself a copy of it!  This is coming from me, Keith, the guy who never reads books.  So if I say it's good, it's OH SOOO GOOD.  =P  You gain a greater appreciation for life._______________________________Something for some of you'z to think about:If we lived our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110584164700716811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110584164700716811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110584164700716811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110584164700716811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-reading-tuesdays-with-morrie-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110568403420672845</id><published>2005-01-14T01:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T01:31:00.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm craving for some GOOD Chinese Food.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110568403420672845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110568403420672845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110568403420672845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110568403420672845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-craving-for-some-good-chinese-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110566257819761945</id><published>2005-01-13T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T19:33:48.353-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Thursday Already?Wow.  Time sure flies by quickly... I can't believe it's Thursday already.  Perhaps I feel this way because I've been keeping myself busy with different things, but especially since my brother came up to Queen's for the past few days for his interviews.  I've been spending quite a fair amount of time with him, and it was nice to have family here with me.  We didn't really get </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110566257819761945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110566257819761945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110566257819761945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110566257819761945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/thursday-already-wow.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110533737982194675</id><published>2005-01-10T01:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T18:40:06.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm back in Kingston...It's funny how everything feels so surreal.  I know I'm here, yet I don't feel like I'm actually there.  Having had so much fun back at home, it never really hits me that I'm back at school (where I have to write exams and do work) until I start classes.  But I shouldn't feel so bad that school starts tomorrow for me.  Who I really feel sorry for is you UofT and York </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110533737982194675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110533737982194675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110533737982194675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110533737982194675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-back-in-kingston.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110503275232114305</id><published>2005-01-06T13:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:42:47.366-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Last bit of fun...I went out last night to see my old housemates and friend from university.  Mike, Victor, Tin and I went to the new bubble tea place accross from "Le Baton Rouge".  Though the place was open during the summer of last year, I still hadn't been there before, so I was pretty amazed by the decor of the entire place.  They actually had a theme there...  Plus, the service wasn't as </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110503275232114305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110503275232114305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110503275232114305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110503275232114305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/last-bit-of-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110497514233375228</id><published>2005-01-05T19:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T12:07:40.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I need to overcome this...Yesterday, I had an interesting conversation with my mom.  Actually, it was more of a one-way conversation, with me introspectively spilling my guts out; I was spilling my brains out like a waterfall or releasing my thoughts as the Chinese slang "fong pei" describes this process ("fong-pei" meaning "fart").  I realized something about myself: I'm lazy with my brain.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110497514233375228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110497514233375228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110497514233375228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110497514233375228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/i-need-to-overcome-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110490824684612074</id><published>2005-01-05T01:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T01:57:26.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's so hard to buy my dad a giftMy dad's birthday is coming up and I decided to hit the malls with my brother in search for a present.  As we roamed around the stores I realized that my dad has everything he can possibly want.  Gizmos and gadgets are found everywhere in the house.  Even in the electronics department, he has everything he wants from the Sony Store.  Heck, the managers at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110490824684612074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110490824684612074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110490824684612074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110490824684612074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/its-so-hard-to-buy-my-dad-gift-my-dads.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110478348663708499</id><published>2005-01-03T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T16:20:04.473-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ReflectionsWith all that has happened around the world and at home, I forced myself to look at my life and open my eyes to all of the many things that I should be grateful for.  I won't even begin to start listing all these blessing because if I did, I'd be stuck on this chair for hours typing away pages and pages of things (and it'd bore you to death)...But maybe I'll dwell a bit on an </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110478348663708499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110478348663708499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110478348663708499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110478348663708499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/reflections-with-all-that-has-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110456245364943525</id><published>2005-01-01T01:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T01:54:13.650-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Happy New Year Everybody!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110456245364943525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110456245364943525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110456245364943525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110456245364943525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110443093146505978</id><published>2004-12-30T13:46:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T20:21:05.646-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I know this is a late post, but I should still write about itI've been reading up more and more about the survivor accounts after the earthquake.  I pray that those who have lost their loved ones may be able to find comfort, and that those who are still in the middle of the disaster field will get some help soon.Canadian Red Cross1-800-418-1111(or donate through your local Red Cross office</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110443093146505978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110443093146505978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110443093146505978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110443093146505978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-know-this-is-late-post-but-i-should.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110435822417178388</id><published>2004-12-29T17:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T17:19:59.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas Pix</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110435822417178388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110435822417178388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110435822417178388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110435822417178388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/christmas-pix.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110435744360738327</id><published>2004-12-29T16:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T20:22:31.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>North Agincourt / S.A.M. Reunion #2Grade 6 picture of our class - I'm fourth from the left on the second rowLast night, I invited a bunch of friends who I hadn't seen since I left the French Immersion Program in grade 8.  Having spent most of my childhood playing and learning with them, I remember how it felt like we belonged to a big family.  I'd used to label myself as one of the "french </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110435744360738327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110435744360738327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110435744360738327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110435744360738327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/north-agincourt-s.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110421931215376806</id><published>2004-12-28T02:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-28T02:35:12.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Don't know what's going on with me...Just to warn all of you'z, this post will be a weird one.  So if you're not up to some weird babbling, I don't suggest you continue reading this postI've been craving for some apple pie.  Maybe it's the taste of cinnamon and the sweetness that I want, but it's just strange.  I vowed not to eat it again after eating a ton of it and I had enough of it.  But </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110421931215376806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110421931215376806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110421931215376806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110421931215376806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/dont-know-whats-going-on-with-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110419045419369444</id><published>2004-12-27T18:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T18:34:14.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hope everyone had a MERRY CHRISTMAS!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110419045419369444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110419045419369444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110419045419369444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110419045419369444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/hope-everyone-had-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110384195477111774</id><published>2004-12-23T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T01:33:34.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Snowed inToday, I finally finished my essay.  But, with the help of some wonderful friends.  Thanks goes out to Viv the cookmeista for the grammar tips, my brother for giving some useful comments about the content in my essay, and Andrea who laboured like heck to get the edits to me (even with the computer crashing on her 6 times!).  Thanks guys, I couldn't have done it without you.  So, I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110384195477111774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110384195477111774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110384195477111774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110384195477111774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/snowed-in-today-i-finally-finished-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110379169077811128</id><published>2004-12-23T03:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T17:35:30.826-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm grumpy, but not the dwarf from Snow White. I started looking at my philosophy paper again, but this time with the help of my brother.  It was so frustrating...  Just to vent it out, here you go:  Christmas Carol from the "dark side"  =PJingle bells,  Philosophy smell,Essays are from hell.Why oh why, am I so dumb,it seems like I'm a bum, HEY!Jingle bells, Philosophy's gayCan't ever </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110379169077811128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110379169077811128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110379169077811128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110379169077811128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-grumpy-but-not-dwarf-from-snow.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110367999879328064</id><published>2004-12-21T20:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T21:14:17.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm finally back in TorontoI love my room.  I love my house.  I love my family.  I missed everything sooooo much!  Muah muah muah muah...  Yesterday, I was suppose to head back to TO, but my trek got delayed because of the cold weather.  My friend couldn't get their car started so we were stranded in K-town for another day.  Other people including my prof couldn't get their cars starting either</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110367999879328064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110367999879328064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110367999879328064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110367999879328064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-finally-back-in-toronto-i-love-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110357804880584181</id><published>2004-12-20T16:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T16:31:30.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Almost doneI've got 1.5 pages left to type.  Things are going extra slowly today, and I don't know why it's taking me so long to finish this essay up.  Perhaps it's because I know I'm almost done.  It's so hard to concentrate...  Thinking about the North A reunion and Christmas just makes me all so happy.  I can't wait to come home and eat some real Chinese food.People have cleared up in Rez </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110357804880584181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110357804880584181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110357804880584181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110357804880584181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/almost-done-ive-got-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110353789408540897</id><published>2004-12-20T05:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T05:18:14.086-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Oh when will it stop?I'm not referring to the work I have to do this time (even though I still have my big paper to finish up).  I'm talking about the droning sound of a residence fire alarm near by.  It's giving off the sound of an electric razor going on and off, on and off...  Beep beep beep... [pause]  Beep beep beep...  [pause]  Beep beep beep...  I'm lacking in sleep already, but this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110353789408540897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110353789408540897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110353789408540897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110353789408540897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-when-will-it-stop-im-not-referring.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110343600314867352</id><published>2004-12-19T01:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T01:00:03.146-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HELP!  I'm Stuck!I'm still in Kingston and I still have an essay due.  I'm having problems starting my essay.  It may be writer's block or just pure incompetance.  I sat down in front of the TV and watched the entire broadcast of "Remember the Titans" (including all the commercials).  So that took up about 3 hours of precious writing time.  And now I'm wasting time typing this blog entry.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110343600314867352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110343600314867352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110343600314867352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110343600314867352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/help-im-stuck-im-still-in-kingston-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110323663496659246</id><published>2004-12-16T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T17:43:12.566-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eenie Meeny Miney MoeMichelle raised a good question: If I were to choose between being a Monkey or a Hamster, what would I choose?  So here's the answer...  I'd choose:|||||||VHamsterYou see, monkeys are smart and all.  But they're big, hairy, knit-eating, butt-picking... erm... Big creatures.  They're nothing like the cute furry little things that scurry around and eat nuts.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110323663496659246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110323663496659246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110323663496659246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110323663496659246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/eenie-meeny-miney-moe-michelle-raised.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110298991927350211</id><published>2004-12-13T21:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T21:09:23.433-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If I was a Hamster...This would be me:at the beginning of the year...||||Vafter the Midterm exams...||||Vduring Finals...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110298991927350211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110298991927350211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110298991927350211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110298991927350211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/if-i-was-hamster.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110298941390976779</id><published>2004-12-13T20:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T20:56:53.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Why?!?!I've got a sudden urge to eat a boloh-bao (pineapple bun) with the yellow custard filling.  I don't know what studying does to me, it makes me hungry for Chinese food.  Boloh-bao, Niy-wong-bao, Shanghai chow-mein, Gnow-yolk-hoh, Woh-teep, Wonton-mein, Pay-dan-saw-yolk-jok...  My stomach yearns for all the unhealthy greasy food at the Food Court.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110298941390976779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110298941390976779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110298941390976779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110298941390976779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/why-ive-got-sudden-urge-to-eat-boloh.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110274295872958254</id><published>2004-12-11T01:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T00:29:18.730-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Keith is SCREWED againMan, I've got so much work.  It ain't funny.  Then why am I typing this you might ask.  it's cause' I'm procrastinating and waiting to die soon.  Yay.  Keith won't get sleep again.  Yes!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110274295872958254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110274295872958254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110274295872958254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110274295872958254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/keith-is-screwed-again-man-ive-got-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110257107531565934</id><published>2004-12-09T01:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T00:45:27.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lazy ShmazySo, I went to watch National Treasures yesterday.  I thought the movie wasn't too bad.  It had very good reviews and all, but I thought they jumped into the movie WAY too quickly.  Some parts were definitely Hollywood Corny and some of the lines like "Enjoy your spoils..." were classically GAY.  I felt the screenplay could have been a lot better.  They made Nicholas Cage sound like a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110257107531565934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110257107531565934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110257107531565934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110257107531565934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/lazy-shmazy-so-i-went-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110257306150526325</id><published>2004-12-09T01:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T01:17:41.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> OMGoodness.http://www.cbc.ca/MRL/clips/rm-lo/bjarnason_hungry041208.rmFrom CBC:Agency still hopes to halve world hunger by 2015Last Updated Wed, 08 Dec 2004 21:44:45 EST ROME - There are more than 800 million malnourished people in the developing world where one child dies every five seconds, according to a United Nations report released Wednesday. The report by the UN Food and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110257306150526325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110257306150526325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110257306150526325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110257306150526325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/omgoodness.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110244107686329274</id><published>2004-12-07T13:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T12:37:56.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The eye of the storm has finally passedI can finally get some sleep...  Never have I ever pushed myself so hard before.  Since the time I woke up on Saturday morning, I've only had 5 hours of sleep...  That translates into 48 hours of awake time in 53 hours.Right now, my brain feels like mush, but I still can't sleep yet cause' of S - L.B.H.  I get so angry when I think about it.  Another 2-3</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110244107686329274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110244107686329274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110244107686329274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110244107686329274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/eye-of-storm-has-finally-passed-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110242349432983576</id><published>2004-12-07T07:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-07T07:44:54.330-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've got a sick feeling in my stomachThis is gross.  It's 7:35 am in the morning now and I'm typing away my blog from Goodes building.  How sad is that?  I've pulled two all nighters within three nights.  "Why" I ask myself..  WHY?  DEEM-GUY am I so stupid to take so Freakin' long to type this up.  Retardo...  The stupid thing is: I'M STILL NOT DONE!  Stupid Pathology 499.  Why do you make me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110242349432983576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110242349432983576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110242349432983576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110242349432983576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/ive-got-sick-feeling-in-my-stomach.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110230750104412895</id><published>2004-12-05T22:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T17:58:32.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am Humbled...Someone shared their testimony in today's sacrament meeting (at church), and I was moved by the things they said.  It made me realize how often I focus too much on myself; how little I have experienced; how much I have to give but don't...  One of the speaker who was sharing with us today was recently given the opportunity to work at a juvenile penitentiary.  She described some </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110230750104412895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110230750104412895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110230750104412895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110230750104412895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-am-humbled.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110211084786802325</id><published>2004-12-03T16:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T20:56:27.526-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Since it was snowing today...I decided to be Santa.It feels like Christmas already.  I LOVE this time of the year, not just because of the presents (but of course, these are ALWAYS good), but also because people act differently - the way it should be all the time: people are friendlier, kinder, more grateful, more willing to Give.  We celebrate the birth of Jesus.  We re-align our </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110211084786802325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110211084786802325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110211084786802325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110211084786802325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/since-it-was-snowing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110206114762255360</id><published>2004-12-03T03:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T20:48:51.946-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Like I said in my previous postWhen things happen, they happen all at once.  I'm having troubles falling asleep tonight.  I can't blame it on the smell of my room, but I need to get my frustration out: someone was smoking up some marijuana in my building.  Whatever the stupidity that got them into this bad habit, tonight it's affecting me.  Coming back home from Goodes hall, I opened my door, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110206114762255360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110206114762255360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110206114762255360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110206114762255360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/like-i-said-in-my-previous-post-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110205501935378354</id><published>2004-12-03T01:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T20:45:54.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Interesting ObservationsPeople usually tell me that when Life is good, it's REALLY good.  But on the flip-side, when it rains in life, it POURS...  I've always shrugged this notion off, but this phrase finally took meaning in my life this year.  Lately, I've been struggling with all the assignments that ALL my professors have collaborated in having them due this weekend.I was so scared that I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110205501935378354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110205501935378354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110205501935378354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110205501935378354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/12/interesting-observations-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110163384202612244</id><published>2004-11-28T04:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T04:24:02.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here I am again...  Procrastinating.Just some pictures to entertain you'z.  I wish I knew how to take away that annoying black thing on the bottom of the pictures.  Anyone know any better image hosting sites?  I remember Blogger having one, but I was too lazy to set an account up.  Now I'm beating myself with a stick wondering why I didn't do it.Home coming football game.  Mike, Andrea, Me </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110163384202612244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110163384202612244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110163384202612244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110163384202612244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/11/here-i-am-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110154693418699158</id><published>2004-11-27T04:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T04:15:34.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> DUH.It's finally hit me how much work I really have to do.  Thinking about it gives me the chills.  This past week, I took it very easy: relaxing here and there, checking emails, going to the gym, playing pool...  But this upcoming week, I'll have to put my act together.  Exams are starting.  And BOY!  Do I ever have work to do.  It's scary.Can't wait to finish up my exams and come back for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110154693418699158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110154693418699158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110154693418699158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110154693418699158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/11/duh.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-110125595043687295</id><published>2004-11-23T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T19:25:50.436-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I just finished the first part of a WAR...a war between the school and me.  I've been threatened with so much school work , applications and tests that at times, I feel like giving up.  But [whew], I've managed to struggle over the first hill.  The next one is coming up soon.Fourth year, I thought was suppose to be the easist one.  But know I've come to realize that this is all but a myth.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/110125595043687295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=110125595043687295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110125595043687295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/110125595043687295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/11/i-just-finished-first-part-of-war.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-109981167593864177</id><published>2004-11-07T02:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T02:14:35.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry guys, My bad...Yes.  I've been lazy with this Blogger thing.  Haven't written an entry since Sept 9th.  Holy crap, that's almost 2 months already...School's been busy.  Never really expected fourth year to be so demanding, especially in terms of pressure in getting into a post-undergrad program.  I really don't wanna end up bumming around the streets.  (Crossing my fingers)Well, what </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/109981167593864177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=109981167593864177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109981167593864177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109981167593864177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/11/sorry-guys-my-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-109474552241043350</id><published>2004-09-09T11:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T11:58:42.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back to School soon...Here I am sitting on my butt at home typing out this blog entry.  I should be getting up and packing, but I just don't feel like it.  Going back to Kingston for my last year of undergrad, especially now since quite a few of my closest friends aren't there to spend the year with me, I'm anticipating an "interesting" year.  It's going to be weird without my video-game addict</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/109474552241043350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=109474552241043350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109474552241043350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109474552241043350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/09/back-to-school-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-109346832808208000</id><published>2004-08-25T17:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T17:22:21.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday was my unofficial last day at work...I slept late last night just for the sake of making a statement that I can finally afford to do that. Was watching this awesome Chinese Soap (not really considered a soap.. It's more of a Moe-hup-peen thing) called "Eternal Happiness". Kev will definately know what show I'm talking about. Just ask him. He's just as bad as me, cept' he just doesn't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/109346832808208000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=109346832808208000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109346832808208000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109346832808208000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/08/yesterday-was-my-unofficial-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-109286234041175739</id><published>2004-08-18T16:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T16:52:20.410-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back to workI'm finally at work again.  Yay.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/109286234041175739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=109286234041175739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109286234041175739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109286234041175739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/08/back-to-work-im-finally-at-work-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-109235718503524089</id><published>2004-08-12T20:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T20:33:05.040-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!Shcoaidslfjal;kewporiholgad;lkjga;sldkfjopilsad;lkf a;sldfj a;sldkjf q;owierjqo weropjasldfjsldfjoloown =-02i [pj a;ldfkj 0129ujr a;dlkfj a;lskdfja 'dpfjq ['p3rq[p 3rj.asdfjapsduf0p92q3urj;lrfja;sldifg[0q9u423trpoqj;dlfja;sofha;sldjfqpowi4erpa sdfp'ouqe0r9tfqo43rnklnfxlcvnbx;licvjhb p0o8uq[0jtq[sigh]  There.  Much better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/109235718503524089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=109235718503524089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109235718503524089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109235718503524089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/08/ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-shcoaidslfjalkewporih.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6160266.post-109219586493682726</id><published>2004-08-10T23:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2004-08-10T23:44:24.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Three more days to go...Three more days until the sun comes out from its hiding place and I can breath properly once again.  I've been locking myself in the grey confines of the study rooms on the 2nd floor of 180 Bloor Street West.  I see other people studying with their chummies and laughing their heads off while they study.  But I find myself locked into my books, not speaking to anyone; </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/feeds/109219586493682726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6160266&amp;postID=109219586493682726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109219586493682726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6160266/posts/default/109219586493682726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://keifery.blogspot.com/2004/08/three-more-days-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Keifery</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10048249066002052244</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://pa.xanga.com/aa/61/aa6127a1bfabea892f6f4d290f23793f504835.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
